Yola, who slept in front of the TV and on the sofa in the living room, was woken up without a surprise. Yola, sleepy-eyed, got up and went straight to Plug-in board Fangwen, next to the TV. He put out his finger and gently pressed it. Liu Peng, the TV set, and Mukang, the router, were overshadowed and quiet. Yola realized that he had to go to bed, so, next, he went to the bedroom.

Plug-in board Fangwen: Maybe router Mukang is playing tricks on the four of you for the four of you.

USBa Charger Tang Jian: But we still want to leave.

USBa Charger Grace: We know we belong to Yola by law, but now we're all laid off.

USBa Charger Beverly: That means we're going to be thrown into the trash can very quickly and sent to the recycling bin as trash.

USBa Charger Simon: And when we're sent to the recycling bay, our bodies are shattered.

Plug-in board Fangwen: So is that why you want to leave?

USBa Charger Tang Jian: Yes, we're retired!

USBa Charger Grace: We're exactly retired!

USBa Charger Beverly: But we don't want to be in that prison drawer day after day.

USBa Charger Simon: So we want to leave.

The four USB chargers, Tang Jian, Grace, Beverly, and Simon, should be able to rejoice because Yola went to bed in the bedroom, and the three cats they feared most, the Golden Retriever, are all asleep now, but they haven't had time to rejoice yet. Wang Fu Haonan, the wireless speaker, is suddenly moving.

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: Hi! Afraid?

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: I don't want to get involved!

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: That's not up to you! You should always remember who you are!

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: I'm a rechargeable Bluetooth smart speaker! So when Yola presses the power button on Plug-in board Fangwen, I can still make a sound, but that doesn't mean I want to be your puppet!

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: I told you, it's not up to you, and you're my puppet!

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: Yes, now you have the power to control me! But that doesn't mean I'm going to give in to you!

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: So do you want to disobey the orders of the King of Electronics?

Smart wireless speaker Wang Fu Haonan: If you continue to make such a scene, I think I will.

Charging a smart Bluetooth speaker, Wang Fu Haonan, sounds contradictory, so what's going on? On the couch, Smartphone Karen's screen suddenly lit up, so it must have something to do with it.

Smartphone Karen: Don't panic. I just want to say hello through the speaker!

USBa Charger Tang Jian: But your behavior disturbs it!

USBa Charger Grace: It scared us too!

USBa Charger Beverly: I almost yelled!

USBa Charger Simon: Me too!

Smartphone Karen: So are you scared? If you're afraid, why are you thinking about escaping from prison? I don't agree with you. I can even say, I think you're just being irritable. Because you think Yola has abandoned you, so you're discouraged and want to leave. What, did I say something about your feelings?

USBa Charger Tang Jian: He didn't abandon us, although we're not doing much anymore, and we appreciate that.

USBa Charger Grace: But we don't think we should stop working.

USBa Charger Beverly: Of course there are other reasons, such as our curiosity about what the outside world looks like.

USBa Charger Simon: Maybe the outside world is wonderful, but there is another possibility, but I don't think that will change our minds.

Smartphone Karen: But I still don't think you can go out, and when I don't think you can leave this house, you can't go out, because I'm Smartphone Karen, the king of electronics, so you have to follow my orders, or the consequences will be serious.

USBa Charger Tang Jian: Obviously, you're threatening us!

USBa Charger Grace: Obviously, it doesn't work!

USBa Charger Beverly: And you call yourself king, not us, so in our eyes, you can't order us.

USBa Charger Simon: We will not obey your orders! Because you're not our king!

How can one expect Smartphone Karen to be a tough owner, and when these four USB a chargers, Tang Jian, Grace, Beverly, Simon, kept saying to Smartphone Karen, 'You are not our king', they really provoked Smartphone Karen, so then, it awakened Sweeping robot Cocker.

Sweeping robot Cocker: You're in a lot of trouble because you're in a lot of trouble!

Sweeping robot Cocker: Better run fast or I'll crush you!

Sweeping robot Cocker: But I'm sure you won't get past me!

Sweeping robot Cocker: But I still want to remind you to be prepared, because I'm going to attack you later.

Without a doubt, Tang Jian, Grace, Beverly and Simon, the four USB a-chargers, are no match for Coker, the floor-sweeping robot, and they already know they're going to lose. But there's no question that Sweeping Robert Cocker can't swallow all four of them, because they're not small, but that doesn't mean Sweeping Robert Cocker can't punish them by putting his huge body on top of them.

USBa Charger Tang Jian: Will it crush our bodies?

USBa Charger Grace: I have the same question!

USBa Charger Beverly: What should we do? Hold your horses?

USBa Charger Simon: But it's coming at us!

USBa Charger Tang Jian: It's so fast!

USBa Charger Grace: I have to hold my breath now!

USBa Charger Beverly: Hopefully the material that makes up our bodies is hard enough.

USBa Charger Simon: I wish we could all live!

To the surprise of the four USB a chargers, just as Sweeping Robot Cocker approached them, Coker slammed the brakes and pushed Tang Jian, Grace, Beverly, and Simon gently next to the heater, Jeddah, with his broom sweeping the floor. Even though the process was quiet, Smartphone Karen found out about Sweeping Robot Cocker's mutiny through its own robot sweeper app.

Smartphone Karen: You're really my partner. At least the smart speaker, Wang Fu Haonan, will still be honest with me. He won't obey my orders and will tell me straight away, but you lied to me.

Sweeping robot Cocker: I think you'd better reflect on your behavior, because quite a few smart appliances are very disdainful of working with you now, because you're always on your high horse. Do you feel great because you are held in the palm of your hand every day by Yola, the owner of this house? Or do you think you can be our king?

Smartphone Karen: Am I not your king?

Sweeping robot Cocker: If anyone in this room is my king, it's Yola, not you!

Smartphone Karen: You have to recognize the fact that Yula is human and there is a king among humans, but they now call the king president, and I say I am king of all electrical appliances. Is it wrong?

Sweeping robot Cocker: But you forget that if you come down from the sofa and bump into me on the floor, you'll probably be crushed by me. Humans have fought for the throne by force, and the same rule applies to us.

Smartphone Karen: But the rule of intelligence for the throne has never fallen behind. The next time Yola lets you clean this room on my smartphone, I'll teach you a lesson by controlling your app to keep banging into the wall and making you realize that I'm the king of all appliances in this house! Yes, I am the king of all electrical appliances in this house! Yes, all the electrical appliances in this house must respect me as king, or they will pay a heavy price!

As I woke up in the morning, I called upon Leafy to bring a good heavy breakfast, as I love to start my day with greasy burst of nutrition, and these few days, it seems, I can eat a lot and still metabolise it all. I told Leafy to tell me what he senses, as I switched to the different animagus forms and he was amazed at me having so many forms. He told me even though I changed my form, he could still feel the wizard magic form from my core. So changed to goblin forms, both warrior one and the normal mage one. He told me he could not tell the difference, between my magic and the greedy 'bankies'. I asked him if the quantity of magic flowing through me reduced when I changed my forms, and he replied that instead from yesterday, my magic was significantly denser and nearly one and a half times what it was yesterday. So my hypothesis was proven true. Adding physique and magic of other sentient magical creatures imrpoves my form as well. From my elf form, I allowed the muscles to condense and become more rigid, which means strong, dense muscles but no need to appear like a WWE wrestler. I got leaner, but felt more healthier, my skin became more smooth and soft and it looked like I had no pores on my skin at all. My hair became smooth and straight and my eyes lightened to amethyst now. From the goblin form, I allowed the warriors physique to be applied first, before I applied the elf ones, which by the way, changed from \House Elf Physique/ to \Lower Wood Elf Physique/. From the goblin forms, I allowed their senses to be applied to me, which meant I was now almost like a predator after gaining the Siberian Tiger as the animagus forms. I realized it is true that some qualities, be it physical, psychological or instinctive, they bleed in to your normal forms. My eyes were sharp, and could focus over a long distance now. I now grew an aversion to quail eggs, which I did not have previously. I have started including more meat in my diet, and though I do not have any craving for raw meat now, I like my meat seared and juicy rather than the crisp I loved previously. When I had to add the abilities from my Werewolf card, I chose their endurance, senses, and slight resistance to poison. 
From what I saw of Physique cards, it was mentioned on werewolf card, that it was imperfect physique which means either the first moron to turn into a werewolf was a case of animagus ritual gone wrong, as it so often does, with devastating results if you are not careful; or he performed a faulty ritual or suffered some untoward accident during the ritual. I realized upon my arrival at Hogwarts, that the Ritual classes were left untaught for about 158 years now, due to an accident due to miscalculation of an heir of a Noble House whose uncle was one of the Governors on Hogwarts board, and no alchemy classes for about 269 years since there is no one willing to teach Alchemy at school. Those who wish to pursue the subject, can seek Apprenticeship from the numerous Alchemists around the world, the chief of whom is Nicholas Flamel and Perenelle Flamel, the immortal alchemist and sole owner of Philosopher's Stone who have not taken an apprentice for 460 years now due to their high requirements and expectations, but they have taught a few Potions and Transfiguration classes throughout their lives at Beauxbaton School in France which have yielded a number of famous Wizards due to the duo's lessons. No wonder, Dumbledore was so renowned throughout the world, if he could live up to the alchemist couple's expectations.
Well, I know that Dumbledore was famous by the time of Second World War which lasted from 1939-1945,when he dueled with Grindelwald so it was either by then or just before that when he gained the apprenticeship at the Flamels. So by then I could make a visit, and see if they have accepted him or not. During my visit to the Godric's Hollow, I met a lot of families, and the Arianna incident had already happened, and Albus was on a trip to Italy, while his brother was not heard from again at the Hollow, where Albus lived alone now.
Now knowing what lies ahead, and what I must do after this, I roamed around the castle disillusioned to free my mind, the castle was empty, save for a few cleaning staff who were chanting scourgify on all the potraits, no doubt, cleaning the castle for the students who would all arrive for the term two days later. 
As I reached the second floor classroom, I saw a ghost who was passing by. Memory told me he was the Bloody Baron, and the way he was cursing, looks like Peeves, the Poltergeist was 'up to no good'. As he reached within an armlength of distance from me, I saw his cards, \Advanced Swordfighting/, \Basic Combat/, ... I quickly extracted the cards, went into an empty classroom, put up Silencio and squealed loudly and danced about. Now you might wonder, what is so great about ghosts giving me cards, and I would tell you:
It's elementary, my Dear Watson! If an undead ghost who possesses no body gives me cards, then think of all the knowledge, I can gather, better yet, remember ghosts are not of the body, or of mind, but of spirit. What else is of spirit, if not soul? And who do we know who likes to split souls like it is Playdough. I am ashamed to admit, I danced for a good while, till Leafy came to ask about my meal requirements, only to find me doing a handstand, as we both stared at each other for a while uncomfortably, at least for me.

"Have you guys taken care of everything?" He asked as lead them to their temporary office. 

Logan started the report. Although somewhat shocked, some of the people who were excluded were not seriously injured. 

"What about the participants who passed?" 

Marianne submitted her report. "We have some people with the highest points." 

Arthur scanned the names in his hand. Names that pass on thankfully were the names proposed by their members, including the names of his younger sister. 

"Lilian? She passed?" 

Michael tossed a coin in his hand and grinned. 

"Passing perfectly." 

Michael quietly breathed a sigh of relief seeing Lilian's coins barely get enough points, but fortunately, those points were the last five highest points. 

"How is your sister?" Michael asked nonchalantly. 

Arthur glanced at him. "She is fine." 

"Should I visit him?" Michael looked thoughtful. Maybe thinking about what should he bring to Lilian. 

Arthur ignored him and continued their conversation. "Then take care of everything, we'll be back tomorrow. I'll report to the principal first." 

Arthur dismissed them and headed for the principal's office.

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There was a commotion in front of the bulletin board. Five names that passed the first division contain the name of the only woman there. 

Lilian fixed her gaze at the announcement several times. The points she collected at that time were the lowest points among the other qualifying participants. 

"Congratulations Lady Lilian! You pass!" Winni clasped her hands together, congratulating Lilian. 

Lilian smiled. "Thank you." 

She should be feel happy that she was one step closer, but her feelings now could not be described. She had a feeling as if she was entering a calm storm.

"When will you start your apprenticeship?" Bella caught up with Lilian, who had already left the crowd. 

"I have no idea." 

Lilian stopped. She changed her direction suddenly. 

"Lady Lilian?" Winni looked at her confused.

"Ah ... I'll meet them and ask when I can start." Lilian waved her two friends behind. 

On the way to the room that was temporarily occupied by the first division, Lilian ran into Marianne and Logan. 

"Lady Lilian, good morning." Logan greeted her first. 

"Good morning, Sir..." 

"Logan." 

Lilian's eyes widened. She glanced at Marianne who was beside him. Marianne gave her a polite smile. 

"Good morning, Lady Lilian. What brought you here so early?" Marianne tilted her head. 

"Ah! Congratulations, you passed our division right?" Logan suddenly made a sound. 

"Ah ..." Marianne nodded as if she remembered. 

Lilian gave a polite smile. "Thank you. I came here to ask something regarding that. Is Arthur inside?" 

"Yes. The captain just entered. Go inside." Logan stepped aside, giving Lilian a way. 

Lilian gazed at Marianne who had a strange expression. She was positive Marianne thought to prevent her going inside judging from her twitching body, but with Logan by her side, Marianne could not have immediately banned her openly. 

She laughed inwardly. Marianne did not allow any woman near Arthur, including Lilian. Because of this, the original Marianne and Lilian were not in good relations. 

"Then excuse me. Please continue your business." Lilian smiled mysteriously at Marianne. 

Marianne returned her smile before looking away. They separated there. Lilian stopped after several steps. From behind, she could see Logan's gesture towards Marianne that felt intimate. 

'Tsk ... I'm sure they will do something dirty.' 

The reason for Lilian and Arthur's relationship getting further away, was also because Lilian accidentally knew the relationship of Marianne and Logan who played behind Arthur. 

Lilian told Arthur but Marianne easily dodged it and instead set a trap for her. Lilian clicked her tongue and continued on. She would make sure this time Arthur find it out. 

"Enter." 

A reply was heard when Lilian knocked on the door. Lilian tucked her body in the gap in the door and peeped in. 

"Brother!" 

Arthur who was staring at the paper in front of him looked up. His blue eyes stared at Lilian coldly.

Lilian ignored his gaze. She entered and sat before him. 

"Brother, do you know that I passed?" 

"Hmm." 

"When can I start?" 

Lilian began to ask trivial questions about her apprenticeship. Lilian still hadn't found the right way for her rigid relationship to jump closer.

Lilian folded her arms on the table and propped her head on it. "If I were an apprentice there, would I see you everyday?" 

Arthur looked at her. Lilian pouted her lips because Arthur had not heed her speaking since her entered.

"Sit properly!"

"No, I don't want to. It just the two of us. Why should I pay attention to my manner?" Lilian played her bold to attack him. Arthur didn't seem to pay attention when she was being nice. Lilian deliberately changed her tactics for now

"Lilian." Arthur put his paper on the table and faced her. He suddenly remembered her words last night. "Now tell me honestly, why you choose this division?"

Lilian knew Arthur brought up something that she had avoided last night.

"Oh, you didn't ask my condition first if it was alright after last night." Lilian dodged the question. She said quickly again before Arthur opened his mouth. "I'm fine, thank you for asking." She spoke sarcastically.

Arthur raised an eyebrow and looked at Lilian without speaking. His blue eyes stared deeply in hers. Lilian was uncomfortable with the silence that fell around her and finally gave up.

"I already told you my answer, did I? It's because of you." Lilian looked boldly at Arthur's eyes.

Arthur saw his sister being stubborn. "Me? This division is not a place where you can play and quit as you please!"

"Who says I'm playing in this division? You're here, father here too. Do you think I will tarnish our family name?" Lilian's voice rose one octave. "I no longer want to spend my days alone. I want to spend more time with you, father and mother. That's why I chose this division."

Arthur saw that her future would give him a headache. "Listen, if you make a mistake, I'll get you out of here." 

Lilian leaned back and bit her lower lip. "Brother, do you hate me?" 

Arthur who was not ready for the change in Lilian's attitude, taken aback. Why does she seem dejected? Where did she stubbornly go? Arthur thought Lilian would throw a tantrum if she heard that she would be expelled.

He did not understand Lilian's attitude that was changing rapidly. Arthur realized again he did not know anything about his sister.

"I don't hate you. It just..." Arthur said quietly looking for the right words to describe his emotion about Lilian. 

"Really? You are not hating me?" Lilian jumped from her chair and stormed to his side.

"Say again you are not hating me, brother!" Lilian eagerly waiting his reply.

"Not hate but--"

Lilian hugged him before Arthur finished his sentence. She did not care. The most important thing was not be hated by Arthur.

On the other hand, Arthur suddenly understood how he felt about Lilian.

Annoyance.

Lilian was his annoying sister.

In Ha, no, Lilian, staring at the people in front of her.

This is her stage.
This is her world.

Wherever she is, she will always be a classy villain. The devil.

So...became a kind-hearted protagonist? What a joke!





*Hellooo...this is my second participation in this lovely webnovel. I Hope all of you enjoy this story as well :) *

*and as always...the original cover is not mine hehee*

Kiva was not the one to have cursed, but instead, it was actually Ayse and Weslie who were now in trouble. When Weslie had lowered the tower shield for Ayse to shoot her Arc Induction Lance Rifle, Kiva, in turn, had ready a long spinning drill at the tip of his tail.
The Lightning Arc from the Lance Rifle did not damage Kiva in any single way. Rather, the drill acted like a potent lightning rod, as well as storing all the electrical potential in its spinning tail. "I've already predicted that you were going to hit me with that electrical fluff gadget you have. Too bad for you, I knew a way to store it for my own use! Now have a taste of your own medicine!"
The previous two Drill Rhino could have also deflected the attack… if their drill was at the receiving point of the electrical energy. But too bad for the Chimaeras, the Arc Lance was a little too unwieldy for Ayse despite her fairly stout build. So, the lightning arc moved sideways and damaged other areas instead, causing them to fall.
Still, it was a mystery as to how Kiva's long drill tail had managed to store all that electrical energy, spinning while not being hurt by it. Unfortunately, there was no time for the researchers to analyse it as Kiva decided to go into the offensive by plucking its tail and turning it into a flail with the drill spinning furiously with electrical pulses emitted at different intervals.
Weslie quickly propped up the tower shield again to defend against the attack, and while Kiva knew that he could easily move to the side and destroy them, he decided to entertain them further.
The feeling of dominance over these two ladies of science somehow was a tad too intoxicating to just let go, and it was an excellent opportunity not to break their inventions. It was as if he had to prove a point that his craft was far too strong for them to handle.
However, to his surprise, the spinning flail of a drill tail did not manage to put a single scratch or dent on Weslie's tower shield. Ayse, now aware that her Arc Induction Lance Rifle was useless, decided to use the very same weapon that Kraft had employed against the Dragonlite sentries.
"Behold! The Edged Boomerangs!" Ayse grinned widely when she took it out from her storage ring and started to induce them with magic.
Even without line of sight, Ayse threw them with ease as they magically aimed for the target beyond the tower shield and they struck the enemy with precision. However, to her dismay, the attack did not seem to be as powerful as recorded in the System's database.
"Did Kraft lie to the System?" Ayse thought to herself as Kiva dismissed the feeble attempts of the Edged Boomerangs.
"Negative. Original Bellator Kraft merely used chi manipulation to make the attacks stronger. The weapon was still working as intended. Regrettably, your power output cannot compare to his." The System replied all of a sudden, and it made the situation for the two ladies even more desperate.
Frustrated that his weapon did not work as intended, Kiva decided to perform a sidestep to defeat the defender and proceed to cut Ayse's head off. However, he did not expect that the moment he moved, the tower shield was moving at the same speed as him.
"How could this be?!" Kiva thought to himself as he now tried to pass and hit Ayse with his flailing drill from a distance, but the tower shield kept intervening just as the drill left Kiva's proximity.
"Surprised? Don't be. Your drill eating electricity is equally a mystery to us. Thought we'd return the favour." Weslie smirked as she managed to counterattack when Kiva had a slight opening after his weapon was deflected by her shield.
"You impudent human!" Kiva shouted as he continued to underestimated Weslie by trying to move faster and attempted to get rid of Ayse by flying over. (Especially when he deemed Weslie too weak to even bring up the tower shield.)
"Hah! Try harder!" Weslie taunted behind the safety of the tower shield. She lifted it upwards with ease and protected Ayse from being hit. Yet, all of this was merely a distraction. 
Kiva was actually aiming for their concentration to focus on him. He mumbled a few magical words and the flail turned into the very same drill that Kiva had attempted to use against the Stalingrad.
"Since, I lost the opportunity to use it about minutes ago… Then you will have to become my target board!" Kiva declared. He flew away from the two researchers and used that distance to gain speed. Again, he mumbled a few more taboo words and the drill spun even more rapidly, to the point that its sound became irritating enough to cause Jin and King Baal to stop for a moment to see what Kiva was about to do.
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"Stop. How about a temporary truce. I'd like to see what my advisor is capable of doing." King Baal suggested that with a prideful and unyielding tone. It was as if he was rewarding Jin for even managing to entertain him until now.
Nevertheless, Jin gladly agreed, making use of the time to catch his breath and at the same time relieved that King Baal curiosity gave him the break he needed. 
It was definitely clear that the King of Demon Metropolis was merely toying or buying time for his subjects. For what reason, Jin did not know as he trusted that his monsters and remaining cultivators were equally capable of stopping the Demon Horde in their tracks despite the chaos from the Mass Teleportation spell. And that wasn't even accounting for Kraft's group who apparently was making great progress.
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"DIE!" Kiva shouted and went for a pinpoint charge as his wings fluttered at the speed of sound, heading towards Weslie with all he got. The Scholar of the West also realised that there was nothing that could be done but to wear the abomination down while Ayse or she came up with a plan to defeat it.
… However, things didn't go as predicted.
To everyone's surprise, Kiva's enchanted drill penetrated the energy shield with ease. The impact from the weapon was enough to create a hole in the tower shield, inadvertently piercing Weslie's abdomen with such force that her innards and even bits of her spine and lower ribcage flew in every direction possible.
And that was not the end as the electrical charges from the drill were being discharged, causing bolts of lightning to spear towards Ayse and injuring her severely. From mere burns to loss of limbs, Ayse fell to the ground alongside Weslie.
Jin saw the entire incident from the floating platform and his fists banged onto the invisible walls that the Dungeon Core had created to prevent any disturbances from the outside (and ironically the inside)
"What's with your reaction? Not used to seeing your comrades die such a horrible death?" King Baal scoffed at Jin's whimpering scream. In a certain sadistic way, he was jovial that he had graciously granted his opponent a small break.
But now it was time to finish the duel and call it a day!


In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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"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)


This time around, Gu Nianzhi was unresponsive to Huo Shaoheng's words. She was still lying in He Zhichu's embrace, faced away from Huo Shaoheng. Of course, she couldn't move even if she wanted to.
She had endured everything when she was underwater. Didn't people always have such sudden outbursts of energy when they were faced with crises? However, after she'd managed to bring Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze up, she couldn't take it anymore. She felt like a deflated balloon, without an ounce of strength left.
However, from Huo Shaoheng's angle, the position Gu Nianzhi was in felt wrong on so many levels. He felt that Gu Nianzhi was deliberately rejecting him, and he could not accept that at all.
"Nianzhi!" Huo Shaoheng raised his tone and took a step forward. He reached out to He Zhichu and attempted to pull Gu Nianzhi away from his embrace.
He Zhichu tightened his hold on Gu Nianzhi and refused to let go. He glared at Huo Shaoheng. "You try touching her again, and I'll kick you off the boat this instant!"
The lifeboat wasn't big, and He Zhichu had brought a good number of people. If He Zhichu seriously wanted to kick him off the boat, there was really nothing he could do to save himself.
Initially, Gu Nianzhi did not want to pay any mind to this. However, when she heard that a fight was about to break out between He Zhichu and Huo Shaoheng, she turned around and breathed, "No…" She sounded tremendously weak.
Huo Shaoheng finally saw her face. It was so pale that it looked like the first snow in winter. However, it was summer right now—how could there be snow? It gave people the chills. Her plump lips were all bruised, with two clear teeth impressions, which had obviously been bitten by herself.
Her lips were chapped and bleeding. Half of her face was swollen. She looked completely different compared to how he had seen her just 30 minutes ago. She looked like she'd just gotten slapped brutally.
Huo Shaoheng's heart sank, and he understood immediately—Gu Nianzhi had been hurt, too. And judging by how pale she was and how weak she sounded, her organs must have been badly affected. Was she like that due to the electrical currents under the water?
So, her body wasn't so strong that the high-voltage electrical fence hadn't been able to affect her. Rather, she'd been worried that he wouldn't allow her to save him, and that was why she'd forced herself to bear all the pain and pretend that nothing was wrong. Using the diving goggles, she had hidden it from him, as well.
Within a matter of minutes, Huo Shaoheng thought it through and understood what Gu Nianzhi was thinking. No matter what, he was the one who had brought her up. She understood him, but he knew her better.
However, his habit while being at war all these years was to ensure the safety of his comrades first. This had already ingrained in him for a long time. After making sure that Gu Nianzhi was fine, the main person of concern was Zhao Liangze.
Zhao Liangze blacked out because he refused to take in more oxygen for himself. As his superior and commander, Huo Shaoheng had to know his condition immediately. Only after knowing that he could recover, could Huo Shaoheng be calm, so he neglected Gu Nianzhi just now.
Gu Nianzhi looked at Huo Shaoheng, closed her eyes, and breathed weakly again. "…Tired."
"Get lost!" He Zhichu yelled at Huo Shaoheng again. "I'm sending her to the ship to get treatment!"
Huo Shaoheng stopped insisting and allowed him to pass.
Carrying Gu Nianzhi, He Zhichu walked past him quickly. The lifeboat had arrived beside the cruise ship. Seats and ropes were put down for He Zhichu and Gu Nianzhi. They made their way up. After that, Zhao Liangze, the doctors, and the nurses went up. Huo Shaoheng and He Zhichu's subordinates went last.
…
Gu Yanran watched, fixated on what was happening on He Zhichu's end from her boat.
Even though she did not see He Zhichu and Huo Shaoheng argue, she had seen Gu Nianzhi save them on the other end of the boat, and she felt extremely confused.
The electric fence surrounding the blue hole was her father Gu Xiangwen's proudest invention. It was a huge but extremely detailed project. The key factors in this project were unknown to everyone, even Gu Yanran. Therefore, the moment Gu Xiangwen and his wife had met with that fateful accident, this electric fence had practically become barren—because no one knew where its switch was, and how to activate it.
Gu Yanran was shocked to begin with that the electrical fence had been activated all of a sudden, but what shook her more was that someone had managed to survive it!
It was true that Gu Yanran did not know how to start the electrical fence, but she did know how powerful it was. That was due to Gu Xiangwen bringing it up during dinner multiple times after he'd invented it. He was extremely proud of it, and he'd told his family how powerful it was during dinner…
Moreover, before Gu Xiangwen had met with that fateful accident, Gu Yanran had seen Gu Xiangwen start the fence once, and she had witnessed its power. This was something that even she did not know about on a technical level. It was an obstacle that even she could not overcome. How could Gu Nianzhi, at her age, do it?
Gu Yanran thought long and hard about it. When she saw He Zhichu and everyone on his boat boarding back onto the ship, she told her subordinate, "Contact Mr. He. tell him that I'd like to visit Mr. Huo and Miss Gu to see if they're okay."
Her butler immediately got in contact with He Zhichu's side.
…
The moment He Zhichu boarded back onto his ship, he carried Gu Nianzhi into the medical room with the best equipment on board. Giving an order to the doctor who was attending to Zhao Liangze just now, he informed him gravely, "Give her a detailed checkup quickly. See if she has to be sent to America for emergency treatment."
The doctor, seeing He Zhichu's expression, prepared the entire set of medical equipment and called his best assistant to conduct the checkup for Gu Nianzhi.
They checked everything from her breathing rate to her heartbeat and then her organ vitality. They'd have done a CT scan for her if they'd had the facilities on board.
Huo Shaoheng remained outside. Folding his arms, he observed the situation through the glass windows.
He Zhichu had on a disinfected white doctor's robe and a mask. He was disinfected entirely before being allowed in the room. Standing beside the doctor, he oversaw the whole checkup procedure. The advanced equipment ensured the speed and accuracy of their checkups.
The results were ready in just 10 minutes. Holding the results, the doctor looked at He Zhichu with a strange expression. 
"Mr. He, this lady is just suffering from fatigue… All she needs is a long night of sleep…"
The doctor almost rolled his eyes at He Zhichu. He thought back at how He Zhichu had looked at him and spoke to him just now—it had made him think that this lady had some internal injuries that were so severe that she was on the verge of dying or something…
Dissing He Zhichu for over-exaggerating things in his heart, the doctor said, "I'll go and attend to the gentleman over there if there's nothing else here. He is in a more critical condition than this lady; he needs to be conscious soon."
He was referring to Zhao Liangze.
He Zhichu looked at him blankly. "Really? She's fine? No internal injuries or illness?"
He emphasized "internal injuries," sounding extremely worried.
"Yes, she's fine. I can vouch for that. This lady's health is at the optimum condition. She's really just suffering from fatigue and needs to rest in bed for a couple of days." The doctor answered He Zhichu in detail, with the perfect ethics of a doctor.
He Zhichu had no idea why, but after hearing that Gu Nianzhi was fine, he did not feel relieved. On the contrary, he felt even sadder than before. Waving his hand, he told the doctor, "Go and get your things done. I'd like to have a short rest."
Gu Nianzhi had already fallen asleep. The bruises on her lips were still evident, but the teeth marks had faded slightly. Judging by the speed of her recovery, it was safe to predict that the injuries on her face would be gone by the next day.
He Zhichu sat by the side of Gu Nianzhi's bed. He hugged his head and lay face down on the side of the ship. He felt horrible. It was his fault that she was like this…
Huo Shaoheng waited outside the room. The moment the doctor came out, he went to the doctor and said in extremely fluent English, "May I know how the lady in the room was?"
Hearing Huo Shaoheng's perfect English, the doctor had a good first impression of him. Smiling, he told Huo Shaoheng, "Don't worry. That lady inside was merely suffering from fatigue. All she needs is just to rest for a couple of days. We can give her a couple of injections of glucose if you'd like, but she'd really do fine even without them." The doctor's first language was English as well.
Huo Shaoheng confirmed carefully. "Really? She's really fine? There aren't any internal injuries or illness?"
The doctor laughed and shook his head. "You asked the exact same question as Mr. He. I'll answer the same way. No, she does not have any health issues. It's just that she is still young, yet she rescued two adult males from the bottom of the sea. It'd be a miracle if she wasn't tired out."
There was also that electrical current, which the doctor witnessed personally. The doctor felt that he would've been on his way to see God if he had been the one who'd had to go through such shocks. This lady was merely lucky and extremely blessed by God in order to be able to save both of the men just now.
"Amen. May the Lord continue to bless her. If we were to talk about severity, that man over there is really way more critical than this lady. I need to take a look at him right now." This doctor traced a cross on his chest, nodded to Huo Shaoheng, and left to examine on Zhao Liangze.
Huo Shaoheng looked at the treatment room for a while before opening the door. However, he held back and did not go in. It was a fully disinfected room; he did not go through the process of disinfection, so he could not go in.
Folding his arms, he leaned against the door of the treatment room. His face looked calm as he thought about the possibilities of what had happened.
All of a sudden, his phone rang. The ringing of a phone always sounded a lot more prominent when the area around you was silent.
Putting on his Bluetooth earpiece, Huo Shaoheng picked up the call. He straightened his back when he realized that it was Yin Shixiong. 
"How is it?" he asked. "Is the chopper on the way?"
"Yes, it's on the way, Mr. Huo. I'm on the chopper. Are you in the ship with four levels right in front?" Yin Shixiong's surroundings were noisy. It sounded like the chopper's rotors.
"Yes. I told you just now that this was He Zhichu's ship." 
Huo Shaoheng put away his phone and knocked on the door. He Zhichu raised his head and looked at him.
Huo Shaoheng pushed the door open and said calmly, "My chopper is here. I'll be bringing Nianzhi with me."
He Zhichu stood up and went to the door, blocking it. "You can leave, but Nianzhi stays," he said just as calmly.


Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her. 

His eyes were dark and serious. "...Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours." 

Gu Nianzhi: "!!!"

Disclaimer: The following stories contains sexual assault, rape, nonconsensual acts, mentally abusive relationships, and violence towards women. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.

My eyes quickly opened up before a faint light around my surroundings. At first, I expected to only see a pitch dark sights around me since it must be already nighttime and there was no light source whatsoever on the station beside the small flashlight that I borrowed from Ryan.
When I raised my body and sat on the bench, I noticed that there was a couple of small lamp lighted at the corner of the platform. In response, I stood up and began to approach the sources of light, and slowly noticing that there were indeed two small lamps radiating light, although rather dimly.
As I was getting closer to the small lamps, I also noticed that there was a young man sitting in front of them, continuously rubbing some sort of a metallic foil to a short tube-like object with both of his hands. It did not take him long for him to realize that I was getting near to him, and so he greeted to me as a response.
"Oh, you have already woken up I see." he said as he smiled a bit while continuing to rub the things on both of his hands.
Just as I was right in front of the lamps and the young man, I recognized the familiar voice and figure. He was none other than Virgil Clint, the science bachelor student. I also saw what he held on each of his hands – a rolled aluminum foil on his right hand, and a short PVC (polyvinyl chloride) pipe on his left hand.
"What are you doing?" I asked him as I set in front of the lamps.
"Attempting to power up these lamps using static electricity," he said, before continuing again with a satisfaction smile, "to which I seemed to be succeeded."
I took a closer look at the lamps as he finished speaking. It appeared that he had made some sort of an electric circuit. If I was to describe the circuit, it was nothing sort of a highly technological one. Instead of the usual printed one, the circuit board was merely a square-cut cardboard box paper.
I was expecting to see many cables were stick on top of it, but instead there were only several aluminum foil strips pinned on the circuit board by staples, replacing the role of the cables. Two of the foil strips were edging out of the circuit board, and each of them were further lengthened by cables that ended up on the two lamps.
There were also another two of the edging out foil strips lengthened by cables, with one connected to the rolled aluminum foil on Virgil's right hand, and the other connected to the PVC pipe on his left hand. He then also explained to me the concept behind his idea for the power source.
The concept was that aluminum foil and PVC pipe had a very different material properties that rubbing them against each other would create some sort of electric charging, and therefore creating an electrical energy. While cables were almost entirely absent from the circuit board, the foil strips fulfilled their role in passing on the created energy to the lamp. Thus, his improvised electrostatic powered light source.
I was fascinated to know how he could manage to construct a lighting source just from scraps. What intrigued me the most however, was not how he could make the very unique electric circuit. It was how he could think of such a magnificent idea of power source in the first place. The sight of the lamps that kept on slightly dimming and brightening as he rubbed the PVC pipe back and forth against the aluminum foil on his hands was just mind-surprising for me.
"So, this is the alternative power source that we will utilize?" I asked him again in full excitement and wonder.
"For the time being, yes." he said, as he sighed right after, "However, I still have yet to find any simpler method in generating the power though…"
Virgil then explained that the lamps were from the staff office on the second floor, the room in which Jonathan, Ryan, and I found a dead body of a male. He said that while the three of us were going to the museum earlier, he went there and had removed the two lamps installed on its ceiling. It reminded me of the dead body, so I asked to him what he had done to the body, to which he answered by saying that Captain Quentin had taken care of it somehow, leaving only the dried pool of blood on the room's floor.
He then said that he got those aluminum foils from Della. The first thing that had come to his mind just when he had the idea to make the circuit board, was to ask her if she had aluminum foils in her bag that she carried along with her.
His reason for asking her was very simple and logical at the same time. Since he knew that she was a baker, he realized that perhaps she had brought along some aluminum foils for bakery purposes with her.
It turned out, that she did bring along two unopened box of aluminum foils with her. When she was confused on why he was asking, he also gave the same answer he gave to Ryan earlier regarding the antenna.
As for the cardboard box, Virgil said that he found many empty cardboard boxes, as well as three staplers on the office desk, and few cut-down PVC pipes inside the iron drawer there. They were the objects that finalized his decision in constructing his improvised circuit board. He admitted however, that he wished he had the idea sooner before breaking open the train car's electrical compartment since he did not really need to just for few cables.
He also mentioned that everyone gave out a more or less surprised expression when he demonstrated how his electrostatic power source work, except for Jonathan who seemed to be kind of expecting the concept behind his improvisation. Although seemed to look not fascinated by his improvised method, he said that Jonathan was the first one to praise him for his idea.
Since he said both Jonathan's and Ryan's name, I was immediately reminded about them, and asked him where they were, to which he answered that they were all still inside the third train car, with Jonathan trying to re-explain the concept to those who had still not understood it. Apparently, Della and Ryan had still not grasp it well, so Jonathan decided to demonstrate it as he tried to construct another light source.
It made me wondered on how quick Jonathan could at least predicted the methods behind Virgil's improvisation. Then again, he had probably seen a similar form of method when he was in Gdynia, Poland. Just as I stood up again, I could see a faint and dim light from the third train car, which was the furthest from the platform. Just when I decided to go there to see how the rest of them were doing, Virgil called me out again.
"Um, may I borrow the flashlight?" he asked.
"Since there would be no one here to rub these things against each other, I need another source of light to bring the copper tubes that I put down at the other corner of this platform." he plead.
"Oh, are we going to construct the communications system now?" I asked him.
"Yes, I think we should try if the improvised circuit board could also power up the communications system..." he said, before stopping for a while, "...or not."
"But does not that mean we will need another circuit board?" I asked him again, as I handed him the flashlight.
"You should see his circuit board first." he said, smiling as he turned on the flashlight.
When he turned the flashlight on, I noticed that it was a little dimmer than when Ryan first used it back at the fire department. It seemed that the equipment too will run out of battery real soon. Nevertheless, I put aside my worries about it and headed inside the train car.
The first thing that I noticed just as I entered the first train car, was that both the Morse code transmitter and receiver were already lying on the train seat. It seemed that one of them had took it out from the backpacks when I was still resting. I could also hear some faint sounds of people talking when I stepped my foot on the second train car.
"Had a good rest, son?" Captain Quentin asked, as I entered the third car.
"Yes, sir, I did." I responded, smiling a bit.
The rest of the survivors, besides Virgil were there. Kyle was the one rubbing the aluminum foils against the PVC pipe, while Jonathan seemed to just had finished making both Della and Ryan understood the electrostatic power source method. As I was approaching both Jonathan and Ryan, I also had my attention on the larger size of the circuit board there.
At first, I was wondering if the others also needed the comprehension of the concept at all. But as I gave thought about it, it seemed that if I was to assume for a worse situation, such as forced to get separated from each other and each of us need an immediate emergency source of light, the concept would be of a valuable use then. As Kyle was still rubbing the objects against each other, I told both Jonathan and Ryan that Virgil already needed us to begin assisting him in constructing the communications system.
"Jon, Ryan. I suppose we should assist him now." I said
"Okay, coming." Ryan responded, "This light source is also coming with us, right?"
"No, since you do not need light to see in the dark…" Jonathan replied, sarcastically.
I also asked Jonathan where he got the two lamps from, to which he answered that he released them from the restroom's ceiling. He said that he went to the restroom just after Virgil demonstrated his electrostatic power source to the others, and that he had a feeling that not all of them would understand it in a single explanation and demonstration. Since he was also sure that everyone's comprehension regarding the concept would be vital, he had to make sure that everyone understood it.
When Jonathan finished speaking, we decided that all of us would go the other corner of the platform where Virgil was already waiting. Jonathan was the one who carried the circuit board, and Kyle was the one who carried the aluminum foils and PVC pipe since she had to rub them to light our way. Captain Quentin carried the transmitter machine, while I carried the receiver machine. Della decided to bring a handgun and Captain Quentin's shotgun, while Ryan carried Jonathan's rifle and my submachine gun.
We walked carefully until we approached the other corner of the platform, where Virgil was already waiting with a couple of medium length copper tubes, a thin copper plate, and several cables lying on the ground just in front of him. He was also still holding the flashlight on his hand.
As Virgil was lighting us, Kyle released the aluminum foil and PVC pipe from her hands, and Jonathan put down the circuit board slowly and gently on the ground. Jonathan then proceeded to remove the two lamps that was connected to the circuit board cables, and connected the cables to the transmitter machine instead. Apparently, aside from aiming to re-explain the method, Jonathan also already had his mind to make a circuit board for the communications system all along.
Virgil then lighted his right side, revealing another unconnected improvised circuit board, and Captain Quentin connected it to the receiver machine. Just when I was about to ask what the copper tubes and thin copper plates were for, Virgil took one of the copper tubes, headed for the corner of the platform railing and tied the lower end of the copper tube there with a cable, leaving the upper tip exposed to the dark street outside. He then continued by connecting the upper tip with cable to the transmitter machine.
"Okay, so now… I need your help to do exactly the same on the other side of the platform for the receiver machine." he said, restlessly.
Captain Quentin took the receiver machine, before he went with two other persons there. The ones to go to the other side were Jonathan who brought the circuit board lying beside Virgil, Captain Quentin, and me who brought the cooper tube and cables. We started by getting down to the railroad, before climbing up again on the other side of the platform. We did not have any light source whatsoever with us, however Virgil lighted our way there with the flashlight.
He kept on lighting us as we started to tie up the copper tube in the same manner as he did, and connected its upper with cable to the receiver machine. When we were already done, Jonathan gave a signal by gesturing his hand. As Ryan there started to rub the aluminum foils against the PVC pipe, to power the transmitter machine, I did the same to power the receiver machine.
Finally, it was then when everything became more interesting. Jonathan and Captain Quentin paid their attention to the rolled paper tape, just as Virgil had begun to tap something to the transmitter machine.
- ... -
That was what the paper tape showed us. We also noticed that Virgil had no longer tapping the transmitter machine and was lighting at us again. I then cut the paper tape with my hand, before the three of us headed back to his side, leaving the receiver machine behind us, to confirm if he had sent the right message.
"What did you receive?" he asked, restlessly.
"Here," I said, as I showed him the small cut-off paper tape, "That was 'T-S-T' right? Did it show the message that you sent?"
"Yes." He said, with a great satisfaction in his tone.
Nothing could describe our relief of finally having found out an alternative way of power source and communication means at that night, and thus all of us had a good mood for the rest of the night. After a while then, we took our meals from few of the snacks and beverages we had taken out from the vending machines. As the night did not seem to pass away real soon, the rest of us who had not rested yet decided to sleep for the remaining night.
Virgil handed me the flashlight back, after the rest of the others had returned inside the second train car. Apparently, everyone agreed that the second train car would be allocated for resting place. Both Captain Quentin and I headed back to the other corner of the platform, where Della and Ryan had put several firearms there earlier.
I took guard with my submachine gun while Captain Quentin took guard with his shotgun as we arrived there. I lighted my watch, to see that the time was already at 00.20 a.m. The various things that we had done that day made my feeling filled with satisfaction as I began to stand guard while thinking the next moves that we had to take the next day in order for us to survive.

The year was 2032, and 21-years-old Ensign Travis Burners of the U.S. Navy received the order to transfer his stations to Chicago Military Academy Base after he had just received an award for his recent services. For him, it would be just like going back to his birth town and home town. But he would never expect to witness the complete chaos there as unknown creatures from the sky suddenly invaded in the middle of his first night in Chicago. Before he realized it, the situation of his home town had turned into what could be described as an apocalypse. As he ventured himself deeper into what was left in the city, he became more and more uncertain if he could survive the ordeal, even together with 1st Lieutenant Jonathan Xavier of the U.S. Air Force and the newly-joined U.S. Army cadet Ryan Ming. Did they make it? Did they eventually escape the city, retaliate the invaders, or rather succumb to the ordeal?

Now that Han Xiao had escaped from the Germinal Organization, he no longer had access to the resources that he would need to become stronger. Joining the Six Nations would solve this problem.
Han Xiao already had a plan in mind.
In Galaxy, there was known to be a secret encounter hidden in the Western Capital.
Han Xiao arrived at the gates of a workshop concealed inside an inconspicuous alley. The workshop was nameless, but it had a spanner for a logo.
The secret encounter will be mine in this life!
There was a chess table set up at the entrance of the workshop. Two elderly men were currently engaged in a game.
Their appearances were in stark contrast to one another. The shorter elderly man was bearded and had long, unkempt hair, while the taller old man was prim and proper. Both of them were staring at the chess board intently.
Han Xiao noticed that Tall Old Man had a missing arm.
Both of them paid little heed to Han Xiao as he stepped into the workshop.
Han Xiao took a look at the chess board. They seemed to be playing playing an intense game of Go.
Suddenly, Han Xiao realized that it was not Go at all! It was Five in a Row!
What the hell are you guys looking so serious for‽
A woman appeared from within the workshop. "Do you need something repaired?"
She had a fair complexion, rosy cheeks, and was around 1.65m tall. Her hair was clipped behind with a black pin, and she was wearing a black vest on top of denim shorts. Although Han Xiao wouldn't go so far as to call her a stunning beauty, she did have an extremely pleasant-looking face. She was very much the proverbial girl-next-door who had gentle eyes and a warm smile. She seemed to be in her mid-twenties—Han Xiao's personal preference.
Women at twenty can be compared to peaches—good to look at but not yet ripe.
Women at thirty, on the other hand, are like ripe grapes.
Of course, these things are always a matter of taste.
As for women at forty…
Huh, what about fifty?
Fifty-year-old women cannot be described as fruits anymore! They are potatoes!
"May I know if this place needs an apprentice?" Han Xiao asked.
For some reason, the woman was overjoyed to hear his words. She hastily grabbed Han Xiao's elbow and pulled him in, as though afraid that he would change his mind.
"Come in, quickly! You might catch a cold."
Han Xiao looked up at the blazing sun and wondered, Is catching a cold the dialect here for heat stroke?
The workshop was largely coloured in black and white, and there was a second floor.
The first floor was the working area, and it was a fairly spacious area. There were a number of vehicle platforms and workbenches equipped with various tools and machinery. Han Xiao could tell from the blemishes on the workbenches that they were relatively old. There was also quite a number of metal shelves lined up against the wall that were stacked with all sorts of metals and spare parts.
"My name is Lu Qian. I'm the boss here. You can call me Sister Qian," introduced the woman.
"Sister Qian," Han Xiao greeted. He then inquired, "I wish to take up apprenticeship here. Are there any requirements?"
"Tell me your situation," replied Lu Qian. Her first impression of Han Xiao was quite favorable. She particularly liked the dead look in his eyes—they made Han Xiao look like he was a bum.
He will probably be content with a low wage, she thought to herself.
"I come from afar. My name is Han Xiao. I'm 21 years old, and I have some basic mechanic skills. You can call me Technician Han."
Technician Han? A puzzled look appeared on Lu Qian's face.
"From afar… meaning you're not a student of the Western Capital School?"
The Western Capital School was an elite school that only a select few could enroll in. It followed a special syllabus based on the knowledge given to Aquamarine by the galactic civilization. There, students were taught Pugilist and Mechanic knowledge. Many of its graduates went on to become important figures in Stardragon.
However, as less than 1 in 10,000 people possessed superpowers, having guidance did not make it easier to awaken them.
"I've only learnt some basic Mechanic theory," Han Xiao replied humbly.
"That's a pity…" bemoaned Lu Qian.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it that way," she hastily added.
"It's fine."
"Anyway, I still need to test you. I do need a helper, but you will have to meet my criteria first."
Lu Qian went to fetch a faulty household appliance back to test Han Xiao. Before Han Xiao could begin, the shorter old man at the chessboard suddenly spoke. "Kid, why did you come here?"
Lu Qian frowned in puzzlement. Wasn't it just to find work?
Han Xiao looked at the old man and replied, "I'm just looking for a job."
For some reason, his reply upset the old man, and he flipped the chessboard.
"I am the owner of this shop. Pass my test, and I will allow you to stay."
"Oi, Old Man Lu, you're being a sore loser again," erupted Tall Old Man.
"I have something important to do," stated Old Man Lu matter-of-factly.
"Shameless," replied Tall Old Man exasperatedly.


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

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