Just a bunch of writing assignments from school that I thought I should post on my Wattpad.

Again, those few benefits weren't all that Carona was getting from this treaty.
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Education!
No matter what academic facility it was, tuition was essential for its maintenance, teacher pay out and general upkeep of the facility.
Generally, there were a lot of things that went into their student fees.
Things like healthcare was a must for the students to have... especially the international ones, lest they fall ill and need treatment.
And in addition to that, money was needed for several bills.
Be it paying for electrical bills, field trips, teaching services, items like lab equipments, chemicals, chairs, and so on.
In short, all of these added to the cost of one's tuition per semester.
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In general, each class within Baymard's public school... had children of various ages.
>Preschool (ages 3-5) for each semester
  ▪Baymardians: 1,500 BAYs
  ▪Treaty-signed territories: 2,000 BAYs
  ▪The Rest : 2,500 BAYs
*one should know that each semester was 4 months, so it perfectly evened out for paying the teachers and so on.
So each month, the Baymardians would have to save just 375 Bays (copper coins)....  so as to pay out 1500 Bays.
One could look at 375 Bays as $ 375 .
Sure, it seemed ridiculously small to save up and pay tuitions... but in this era, it was just right.
>Elementary School (ages 5 - 11), from Kindergarten, Grade 1... all through Grade 5.    
  ▪Baymardians: 1,800 BAYs
  ▪Treaty-signed territories: 2,650 BAYs
  ▪The Rest: 3,200 BAYs
>Junior High (ages 11 -15), from Grade 6 all through Grade 9.
  ▪Baymardians: 2,200 BAYs
  ▪Treaty-signed territories: 3,000 BAYS
  ▪The Rest: 3,800 BAYS
Of course after this grade, they would graduate... and that was it.
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From this price list....  it was clear to see that Carona was still getting a good deal, compared to others.
With respects to pricing, Landon would charge students according to what class group they were in... and not their ages.
For example, elementary school usually took in children from ages 5 to 11.
But previously, there were students at 14... who didn't know how to write, and were placed back at elementary school.
So instead of charging them the price of a Junior high student (11-15), they would get charged as elementary students instead.
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But no matter what educational level they were at..... at age 15, they were seen as adults.
Hence it was graduation time.
There was nothing Landon could do about it, as that was the coming of age period here.
Of course as time went on, more and more people would get educated..... as well as place their children in school at an early age.
And by then, things would even out on their own.
So Landon wasn't too worried about this.
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Also.... the school also allowed to give out scholarships to the Baymardians, treaty-signed nations and the rest.
These scholarships were there to encourage and reward those hard working children.
And apart from that, there were student programs that allowed minors from ages 9-14 to work.
But they could only do very light jobs, if they wanted to aid in paying off their fees with a monthly plan.
One should know that apart from the nobles, peasants would also be attending this school as well in the nearest future.
So giving them numerous opportunities for success, was definitely a necessity.
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Actually... even back on earth, children could work.
However, the amount of time they put in..... and the amount of work that was meant to be carried out, needed to be extremely light.
For example, they could dog walk in the parks, help in gardening local areas, window cleaning, lemonade stand selling and so on.
Children also made money as well.
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Normally, an adult could work up to 8 - 10 hours a day.... but for children, it would be advisable for them to use 4 to 5 hours max.
Of course even though this era was completely different from the one back on earth, Landon had still chosen to stick to earth's principles.
But he knew that eventually, some children would grumble and ask for an increase in work time.
After all, children here worked just like adults.
At age 6 and even 7.... some of them were already serving at bars and restaurants for 8 hours straight.
While others worked at stables for close to 10 hours without sleep.
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They were some who even worked by the seas, and carried heavy boxes daily.
Some also did babysitting, did house cleaning, and worked in the farms like pros.
So 4 to 5 hours for them, was like no work at all.
But just because they could do it, didn't mean that it was the right thing to do.
Working like that at a young age would definitely affect them when they got older.
Hence 5 hours per day, was the max that Landon could allow.
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For the work they could do, Landon had already thought of few.
They could work as 'underage part-timers' at the Ranch.
There, they would be given a special badge.... that showed their underage status, as well as other special work documents.
And no matter what job they did, they would always have to do it under someone's supervision.
Anyway... at the Ranch, they could wash the horses, brush their hairs, feed them foods like apples, and even clean up their poop.
Provided it wasn't tedious, Landon didn't see any reason why they couldn't do it.
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They could also work with Baymard's Gardening Company as well.
There, they could help gather up fallen leaves, plant flowers and even cut bushes from their client's backyards or work areas.
They could be posted at the park, other public areas, or even someone's private property.
But of course, they would never be working alone.... as everything would always be under supervision. 
They could also work at the Baymard's cleaning company... where they would clean windows, mop hallways, sweep rooms and so on. 
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In essence, there were so many light jobs for them to do... so making money wasn't going to be an issue for these incoming international students.
And just so that their school work wasn't affected, they were only allowed to work on weekends.
Again, if they couldn't pay up all their fees at the end of the semester..... then they could apply for an extension payment plan, and work during all holidays here.
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Generally, Landon wouldn't allow international students to stay within Baymard during the long holidays.
But if they still owed the school and wanted to work for their pay, then by all means... they could go right ahead and do so.
With this, Landon decided to change his initial stance on having students stay in Baymard during the holidays.
Now... he would allow them to stay, but they had to apply for a stay before doing so. 
Regardless, if they decided to stay..... their maximum work hours during holidays like, would be 25 hours a week.
(*5 hours × 5 days)
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Tackling Student Visas, it wasn't logical to have students change visas every 3 months.... since they would essentially come back and study till they graduated.
But even so, Landon couldn't give them anything that went over a year.
Hence, he had decided that their visas would last for 1 year max.
And if they wanted to renew it again, they just had to prove that they had registered for next year's semester....  and that would be all.
What if he gave some people 5 year Visas, and then didn't bother to show up again?
Or worse, their Visas got stolen?
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Everything Landon was doing, was trying to reduce identity theft to a minimal scale.
Compared to other empires that allowed all assassins, crooks and thieves to sneak or bribe their way into larger cities just like that.... Landon was trying his best to make this place a safe haven for his people.
Hence all these checks were damn important in stopping criminals from getting in.
Sure, some would definitely get in, but the numbers had to be few.
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Moving on, 1 year was a lot compared to ordinary visitor entries.
Hence, be it international culinary students, or public school international students... they would have specific passport covers as well.
•All treaty-signed international students would have 'GREY' passport covers.
•And the other international students would have dark 'BROWN' coloured passport covers.
The reason why Landon truly wanted to differentiate everything.... was so that those  who worked at the port, would have an easy time identifying different persons.
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If one saw someone with a Blue passport, they would know that this was a citizen from a treaty-signed territory.
Likewise, if they saw other Baymardians or even students..... they would automatically know as well.
Of course Baymardian students didn't need special passports.... as their RED colored ones were more than enough to carry them through.
Afterall, all Baymard citizens would be able to keep the same passport for 10 years.... before it would finally expire.
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With all that said, as per the treaty....  Baymard had given educational discounts to Caronians if they decided to study here.


Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

  
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Author here, thank you all for tuning in..... english is my second language... so I promise to try my best.

P.S, please dont compare my Novel to others... not all world development novels have to have the same format.

"Papa is it really necessary to take the girls out there?"

Today Grampa wants to take Lilyanne and I out to play! The furthest we've ever been allowed is the garden at most. Though I've definitely made it to the horse stables once or twice, don't tell Ms. Gerda of course.

While my time is quite busy in the library, roaming about or playing with Lilyanne I'm all for the change of pace. 

Mother doesn't agree as much with Grampa's choice of outing locations. Too crass, dirty and violent. While she's not wrong I'm feeling a lot of resentment here. Personal experience maybe?

I don't see a problem, it's like a take your grandchild to work day. Except Grampa doesn't really need to work so he's set up his own private training grounds. It houses a rotation of trained forces, warriors, and military men and women. No gender discrimination in Grampa's forces! 

"Why not a nice stroll? Perhaps the beach, oh they would love the sea." mother tries.

"Great idea Maria, we'll take them to the beach next time!"

"That's not what I meant papa"

"It will be fine Maria, my camps are much closer in distance than the ocean or town or anywhere else really. There's no safer place in my territory."

There really isn't, every soldier and staff that passes through the gates of those training grounds have to fight for their place. Fighters and admirers from various lands journey to train there. 

I believe he even takes in talented children for educational programs and training. It's not strange to see classes of brats as young as elementary, though it is much rarer. There's no way to buy your way in, you have to prove yourself in some capacity. Though I, and practically everyone else in the world, have no idea what those standards are.

Be a monster? 

Wait... is grampa's workplace essentially a popular musclebound school? Oh god it is, isn't it?! It's a school, there's no cute uniforms and everyone's ages all range differently but my point stands. It goes from late elementary to college! Maybe a guild is more practical to compare it to.   

Do they have fight battles? Do they have tournaments? A bar?

Man, I have to go check this place out.

I don't think about my original self or world much, it hurts too much still.

But it's getting better with time here. I was no one special over there, just another regular office worker in the 21st century. But in that world, even the most common citizen enjoyed the wonders that are our entertainment. On the internet, you could stream nearly everything imaginable from live sports matches, cooking programs, and binge-worthy television shows. While I watched a bit of everything with my family I was really into anime too. 

The allure of the fighting and training that must go on in Grampa's barracks gives me flashbacks of all my favorite shounen series! Even if the fight scene dragged on it was still really cool to watch!

There are no cartoons here for children to watch. In fact, there's not much of anything entertaining here outside of books. It may be fine for the people of this world but I'm a modern girl who loves(ed) my phone!

Thank goodness for the library in our home or I may have gone mad and wrecked absolute havoc for our poor maids. Wait, I still do that.

Well they deserve it so whatever. 

To save the rest of our staff from further stress, from me, I must go see the training grounds!

"I wanna go I wanna go!" I cry out, grabbing everyone's attention instantly. At once year old my speech is getting much better. 

"See even the girls agree."

"Papa....Rosalia is a child....that likes to sneak out and trick the maids for fun."

Is that tired disappointment I hear? Well it can't be helped, I was never going to be mother's favorite anyways. But luckily for me, her favorite does speak up to echo my words. Good Lilyanne! 

"Mama! go! go!"

"Motter- we wanna go see."

By our pleading combined, please break and let us go. I think we're big enough to finally escape this place, even just for a bit. There's not much to do as a baby, even though I can already walk just fine. The lockdown has been understandably but especially harsh since the attempted kidnapping incident. 

"Both of them want to go, Maria really it's fine. I'll have them back by dinner time."

"I don't know."

"Is there really anywhere safer for them?"

"Oh I know you're right papa, it's they've never been out before."

"I know Maria, I know."

It's official, we get to visit grampa's training barracks today! I've seen it before in my past life but only from the halls, towers or the waiting rooms.  It's not proper for a young miss to be around such dangerous blah blah blah I'm the grandchild of the hero what kind of crap are people talking about. 

When we younger, or well a bit older than now I suppose, the past Rosalia and Lilyanne would get carried around by grampa as he showed us off to everyone. But after that we never came by to visit unless it was absolutely necessary. What a waste!

Mother will not be accompanying us even though she worried. The training grounds are obviously not her cup of tea from the black face she makes at gramps offer. Oh yeah, she's the main reason we didn't go much.

For her own peace of mind, we're being taken in a carriage. Two maids and two manservants will be accompanying us to take care of our needs, solders aren't exactly babysitters after all. This is the first time I've ever personally seen a carriage let alone sit in one.

Whatever fairy tale dream I may have previously imagined about carriages is smashed like Cinderella's pumpkin. It's absolutely awful. Is this really a top of the line vehicle? 

The wide wooden wheels or fine horses go at a moderate pace yet the ride is still horribly bumpy. It's worse than the hayride trucks I rode in as a child on school field trips to the farm. How could anyone act refined in these things?

I can't take it.

The carriage stops partway for the normally healthy twin Rosalia to relieve herself of her breakfast. I can sense Lilyanne watching me with concern from inside the carriage. Of all the things to come with me to this world, it has to be my motion sickness. 

The Goddess or whatever here must hate me.

In order not to spoil the rest of the ride I demand to sit outside with the coachman and grampa.  Outside is fine, fresh air is fine.

Despite my maids' protests if Grampa allows it then it's all ok. It's a much more pleasant time riding outside in the fresh air and the hour-long ride passes without any further incidents.

The grounds are just as large as I remembered it. A giant imposing gate greets us and I gasp at the structure and all it's security features. It's a very impenetrable looking structure full of tricks and turns. I know there's much more beyond this first gate. While everything is made primarily or wood or stone there are some suspiciously modern looking structures and devices. Rigs and pully systems, rails to transport materials, and smoothly paved or tiled flooring.

The guards are all stylishly dressed, their armor practical and wasted nothing with a smart ratio of sturdy beast leather and refined graded metal.  Everyone is fearsome-looking but what's even more impressive are the archers standing up top, all of them equipped with sleek looking semi-automatic crossbows. Deeper into the grounds I see various troops running drills, tinkering with various weapons and generally going about their day. It looks more like hardcore martial arts or sports school rather than a military camp. I can see the cafeteria hall right over there! 

It smells pretty nice, I wonder what's for lunch here?

Foreigners are indistinguishable here in the melting pot of various people. Some are instructors, some are weapons makers and much much more. There are even young children here going through lessons and PE!

This was grampa's true domain. Where his history of work, current inventions and practices continue to be appreciated practically.  If there was anywhere one could see the land's most advanced weapons, most desired martial art techniques, the strongest of the strong then it was here. This was their mecca, where they journeyed, gathered and basked in their arts. And while he laughs it off, Grampa just may be regarded as their God.

How terrifying.

"Attention everyone! I have a special announcement to make!"

Cheered the supposedly fearsome man in charge of this place, waving at the crowd forming. God, he even has a working PA system set up in this place. Okay if gramps isn't also a transmitigator here I'll marry that stupid tard of a prince right now! Just end me!

"Today my precious little baby granddaughters are here to visit! They're sooooo cute, don't worry you'll all get a chance to meet them soon! So everyone be on your best behavior and don't throw around anything too dangerous. No smashing, crashing, death, death threats or fart jokes allowed today. Also anyone who doesn't make me look cool today runs laps in the forest of death before dinner, with nooooo equipment. I'll kill you or hand you over to Geoff if you seriously make my baby girls cry! Thank you~"

Truly the most terrifying man.

You've probably heard this sort of story before.

 

Once upon a time, blah blah blah a boy and a girl fell love and everything was beautiful and perfect, except for this thing called life getting in their way. 

He was this cool foreign prince and she was basically perfect. Really it's a very boring run of the mill story. I'll even spoil it for you, they kill the villainess at the end.

Not the type of story I'd read personally.


So where do I fit into this?

Apparently I'm her older twin sister and the very very lucky fiance to the foreign prince. You know, the dead villainess? Sucks I know. 

Now I get to do it all over again from the beginning.

Curse my life


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- Day of Imperial Examinations

It was early in the morning, everything seemed white and the morning mist filled the air. Not far away, a small boat was gradually reaching shore. Pei Zi Yun lit up a lantern, picked up his examination basket and headed towards the examination destination. 

“The seven counties belonging to this city, please line up according to your counties. And no shouting!” Three rounds of firecrackers could be heard being fired from within the school as someone was giving these instructions. 

They were lined up in this order, County School of Literature, Capital Schools and Middle Literature School.

The candidates all came from different schools, each with their own systems. The morning mist was cold and breezy as the stars remained in their usual constellations, echoing the seven Dao Ways. The students were all carrying their examination baskets as they proceeded to line up. 

Pei Zi Yun finally managed to locate his Slow River County line as he saw many candidates jostling and cramming in the queue, hands holding lanterns. He heard someone say from behind, “Brother Pei, you are here!”

Pei Zi Yun spun around and found that the person who was speaking to him was Tang Zhen, and he was with Scholars Wang and Li. They acknowledged his presence coldly and didn’t bother to even utter a word.

Pei Zi Yun was not bothered as he warmly greeted Tang Zheng before he too acknowledged Scholars Wang and Li with a smile, without speaking. A few days ago, the three of them had invited him out to a literary event. But seeing as the examinations were fast approaching, he declined. Tang Zhen did not seem to mind, but it was evident the other two were offended.

“With a heart and mind like that, it’s certain they would not be able to become Elementary Scholars.” Pei Zi Yun recalled how the two of them had expected some examination questions to be leaked at the literary gathering and scolded them for their stupidity inside his head., “At an event like that, the organisers would never discuss examination related affairs and risk compromising their reputation. Doing so would only cause a huge fraud case that would implicate themselves.”

When he met them, he still behaved with civility and exchanged a few words although nobody had any mood for small talk. 

Different venues were meant for different examinations. There were three tiers, to become an Elementary Scholar, to become a High Scholar and finally to become a Grand Scholar. The present arrangements were very different from the original owner’s own imperial examinations. But that was normal, it would have been strange if it was exactly the same. 

Scholars don’t have the authority of skipping the poetry section in the examinations, and so the magistrate had to make frequent trips into the city to teach poetry. There were strict selections held for the positions of patrolling officials and examiners. There were eventually only 33 selected due to the strict criterias. 

Boom boom boom! The drum sounded.

The huge doors slowly opened.

The scholars flooded the halls. 

Pei ZI Yun recalled his first tier examination he had taken to become an Elementary Scholar and thought to himself, “here it comes!”

After reporting for the exam, he was given a handbook and an examination plate number. The examiners first checked their guarantors letters, and then scrutinized their features before double checking against their descriptions to ensure it was them who were taking the examinations.

After the identity of the candidates had been confirmed, the next procedures were the checks. 

The examination baskets were being checked first, followed by the ink and paper materials. They would even open the buns and sandwiches brought to prevent cheating materials being smuggled in. 

Pei Zi Yun had experienced examinations before and knew that food was allowed in the hall. He knew to not bring in greasy food because it would because it could spoil easily, and would cause a mess upon inspection. Greasy food could also cause a stomach upset, which was not desirable. So he brought some pastries and eggs, and was planning to rely on them to provide water.

Next they had to undress and remove their shoes. Even their hair had to be checked. 

The candidates took their turns to be checked and soon it was Pei Zi Yun’s turn. After the checks were conducted, the examiners would affix a stamp to prove that this procedure had been conducted. The examiner then shouted, “Take your respective seats!”

Pei Zi Yun took his confirmation slip and proceeded to the hall. The confirmation slip had his seat number and had a stamp on it as well. Should a fraud be detected in the hall, the examiners would immediately conduct investigations. 

Once he entered the great hall, he had to search for his room number. Within the hall were several smaller rooms joined together. It was the same for the rooms across. The distance between the rooms across from each other was about the space of five meters. And the rooms went on for as far as the eye could see.

Inside the smaller rooms were a small bed, a table and a chair. There were three candles on the table and a bowl of water to clean the quills.

“Aye, the conditions here are better than that of the previous tier examinations with the additional bed.”

This was probably because the first tier examinations only lasted for a day, whereas the examinations to Elementary Scholar would take two days. It had been rumoured that the examinations to attain High Scholar status takes three days. 

Pei Zi Yun carefully placed his inkstone on the table. Across him was a youth who looked to be around 25 or 26. As soon as everyone was seated, an announcement was made, before a final patrol was conducted by officials. A bell rang as the examination papers were being distributed.

As soon as Pei Zi Yun received his examination papers, he noticed that they had provided additional scrap paper for drafts to be written. Pei Zi Yun lit his candle. The sun had just risen, but the room was still dark. He took a quick look at the entire paper and realized there were no questions that looked especially difficult, before relaxing. 

His experience with examinations in his previous life thought him there if there were any issues with the examination papers he should immediately raise it up and the papers could still be changed. If there was an issue and it was not raised beyond a particular point, a change in paper might not be allowed. Nobody knew what would happen then. 

When he finished looking through, he thought to himself, “This is much harder than the first tier examinations.”

In the first tier examinations, many examples were being provided.

The justice segment required blanks to be filled in, which was easy. However, the economics section memory writing. The testing officials will randomly pick a chapter from the texts and provide the first line. According to this first line, the candidates have to continue writing the rest of the text.

In this examinations, there was also the justice and economics section. There were five questions for justice, and twenty questions for economics. The scale had increased tremendously from the previous examinations. The point of this segment was to test memory skills. Since the original owner had a good memory, and he had been through this particular examinations, Pei Zi Yun was confident and had no difficulties. 

Next up was calculus and law.

“Aiya, the subjects in this dynasty are much more practical than in the previous dynasty!”

Calculus involved being able to count properly. Law required understanding of basic laws. Although the scale was not large, it was not limited to just the four books and five classics. 

“All these seem quite easy.” Calculus involved memorising formulas and law relied heavily on formulas as well. Using the original owner’s memory, he breezed past. 

“Let’s do these questions first!”

He noticed that the sky was already bright. Raising his head, he noticed that the candidates across him looked very sluggish. Pei Zi Yun smiled and dipped his quill into the ink and started writing his answers for on the scrap paper before carefully writing it onto the actual answer scripts. 

“For such an examination, those who write their answers directly onto the actual answer scripts are either geniuses or impulsive candidates.” As he finished the questions for this examination paper, he sighed and felt his entire back was wet with perspiration. He took a towel out and began to clean himself dry. He noticed that the youth across him looked pale and tired as if he was almost going to pass out. 

“Ah! It is noon.” In the blink of an eye, noon was here. Pei Zi Yun drank some water and had some pastries. He peeled a couple of eggs and ate them before having some of his lean meat. Although the food was already cold, he could not ask for more. After his meal, he rested for a little while before moving on to the big questions.” 

“The next topic is Confucius philosophies and is the main component of the examination. There are three questions.” 

The Confucius philosophies question discussed the arguments surrounding the philosophies. Pei Zi Yun looked at the first question, ‘How vast was his virtue, that no man could find words to describe it? How glorious was the elegant regulations which he instituted?’

“This question has to do with the norms of society!” Pei Zi Yun thought to himself. This was spoken by Confucius of someone very great.

With the knowledge of the old High Scholar, he had an answer. 

‘In essence, to praise a predecessor of his great works and contributions. Its origins are from the classics and speaks of Emperor Yao who did good things with great advisors to achieve success.’

‘To continue, it was describing what happened in the dynasty before, where the Emperor was loyal and faithful to his subjects, so as to encourage his advisors to do likewise.’

With this discussion, he had a solution to the question, “That was accomplished with a spurt of energy!”

This solution has to be written in a concise and fluid manner in order to score well. Pei Zi Yun thought for a moment before starting to write his thoughts. All was going well!

As he finished writing, he put the scrap paper aside and proceeded to the next question.

‘Keep old friends around, to prevent loneliness in future!’

This question was very obvious. It spoke of someone writing to his son, telling him that it is important to keep old friend’s close so as not to demand perfection of them.

As soon as Pei Zi Yun saw this question, he subconsciously slapped his head a few times. This made a sound and the people around him turned around as an examiner walked over to him.

“Do not be complacent, do not be complacent.” The subject of this question was from an old Elementary Scholar who did not manage to become a High Scholar. These thoughts were his regrets, and thus told his son not to abandon his friends and not to expect them to be perfect. Pei Zi Yun had practiced writing this topic many times and it was clear in his memory. It was almost like copying the answers, guaranteed to score well.

With luck this good, he could cry tears of joy. When Pei Zi Yun looked at the questions, numerous essays floated into his mind waiting for him to choose one to write. The minute he started, he did not stop until it was completed to perfection. 

He blew onto his writing to dry the ink and nodded his head in satisfaction thinking, “I did not have to put in much energy into answering this question. Maybe just a little sore from writing.”

As with just now, he shelved his scrap paper and looked at the final question.

“Water, Fire, Metal, Wood and Earth, discuss!”

“The question towards the end was always the hardest. Pei Zi Yun frowned and knew that this question had some difficulty to it. 

‘Water can be used to irrigate and fire can be used to cook. Metal can be used to cut and wood can be used to make items. Earth is used for growing crops. These are natural elements given to us by the heavens to sustain life.’

“All these had been mentioned in the three important manuals of survival.” 

As soon as Pei Zi Yun thought of the answers to the question, he started writing. Although the speed which he wrote was not as fast this time, it was not slow as well. He rubbed his eyes and realized it was already evening.

Pei Zi Yun felt slightly dizzy as his sweat stained his clothing. He arranged his papers and lit another candle. The entire examination hall was filled with the smell of burning candles. The examiners also started lighting the torches in the hall one by one. 

The head examiner took an entire team of officials to patrol the hall. Pei Zi Yun felt hungry at this point, and without a care in the world, he gobbled his food. The head examiner looked at him with raised eyebrows and laughed. 

Pei Zi Yun looked down as he was deep in thought. When the patrol team had finished walking down his lane, he counted the remaining time. Today was just the first night, if there was any writing he had not completed, it could be done tomorrow. Seeing the scripts had been dried of ink, he arranged them, blew out the candle and lay on the wooden bed. He took out a blanket he had brought and put it over himself.

Just before he went to sleep he looked at the youth across him once more. He noticed that he was still working under the candle light. Pei Zi Yun shut his eyes and fell asleep amidst the rustling sound of paper.

“It is different once I have the Plum Blossom.” He did not know why, maybe it was an effect of receiving the host, but all he had to do to fall asleep was to close his eyes and take a few deep breaths and he would enter sleep. This time in the examination hall was no exception. He lay down, and a few minutes later was snoring softly. 

At this point, a patrolling official walked past and was stumped. The examination atmosphere was tense. Although once night came surely there would be some candidates who have decided to rest, majority would be tossing and turning in their beds unable to sleep. This candidate however was sound asleep. Was he that confident or had he already given up, thus feeling bliss?



Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land,
Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains.
I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!

Kyung-eun hesitated for a moment before speaking again.

&quot;What are you doing?&quot; She asked, even though she had been watching him for a while now and knew exactly what he was doing. Unsure of whether she would be able to feign ignorance, she hid her fidgeting hands behind her back as she waited for him to answer.

&quot;…Studying…&quot;

That was the only answer she got. He really was a reserved kid. Though it was true that the boy had little to no experience talking to girls (there weren't many girls in the institute either), it was mainly due to the fact that he wasn't used to talking to his classmates at all. With no way of knowing this, Kyung-eun pushed on.

&quot;You like books, right?&quot; It was something that everyone knew about the boy, but the purpose of her question wasn't to confirm this fact.
&quot;Yes, I do.&quot;

It was to see what sort of expression he would make. There weren't many observable facial expressions he would make throughout the school day, to the point that people were now beginning to say that his nickname, &quot;plaster face,&quot; was because of his stoicism rather than his good looks. However, whenever the boy talked about books, his face would change slightly. It was a small change at best, but it was enough to be noticed by even his inexperienced classmates. Kyung-eun nevertheless felt as though she had solved a great mystery.

&quot;Well, I have a lot of books at home. Do you wanna come see them?&quot; The question dumbfounded Kyung-eun just as much as the boy, and they remained in silence for a moment. The boy was curious as to where the sudden invitation had come from, while Kyung-eun felt flustered, realizing the words that had come out of her mouth. &quot;I mean,&quot; she added quickly through the awkwardness, &quot;My brother and sister both like books, so we have plenty. I read a lot too. I thought maybe you'd like to read them too. Or you can just borrow some, if you'd like.&quot;

She was just spurting out words as they came to her, which the boy was oddly appreciative of. Kyung-eun was trying to be nice to him, and he couldn't bring himself to flat out refuse. &quot;I can't go over so suddenly,&quot; he explained. &quot;Once school is over, I do have to get…home. But if you're willing to lend me some, I'd be very grateful.&quot;

The school policy dictated that first years were not allowed to check books out of the library, meaning that the boy had to return all the books once school ended. He had always felt a bit sad about this, so Kyung-eun's invitation was more than he could ask for. The boy smiled at her then, trying to convey all his gratitude through it. She stared at him, almost entranced, before regaining her wits and rushing back to her seat. After a quick &quot;Sure!&quot; she turned back around to face the front of the class, and the boy went back to focusing on the problem he had been solving before.

School really was a such a nice place. There were teachers to kindly explain everything he was curious about, plenty of books on facts he had never known before, and classmates who were willing to extent their kindness to him. Though there were also prejudiced teachers who looked at him with eyes full of doubt, classmates who made fun of him for not having any parents or for not having the necessary materials for class, they weren't important to him and he didn't really care about them at all. The plentiful food and the abundance of knowledge were enough for him to lead a happy school life.

Lecturer Hae-ul Park was an experienced math lecturer, having been in the profession for ten years, and was placed in charge of after school math class. He had graduated a renowned university and escaped the threat of unemployment by acquiring a certificate as an after school lecturer. His experience as a private tutor had made him overconfident about taking on the job, but the struggles of working with elementary school children had taught him otherwise. That was only in the beginning, though, and after ten years, he felt relaxed enough to call himself a veteran lecturer. Or at least, that's how he felt until this moment.

&quot;Mr. Park? Is this also called a circle? But why?&quot;
Hae-ul looked at the boy, who was pointing at an ellipse with eyes full of curiosity, and felt beads of sweat forming at his forehead. Considering elementary school curriculum, it was difficult to properly explain ellipses, especially to a first grader. &quot;Well, remember learning that round things are called circles?&quot; He asked, attempting to explain in a way he could understand. &quot;This is also round, right? It's not really a true circle, but it looks really similar, so we say that it's part of the circle family.&quot; Common sense dictated that elementary schoolers have difficulty understanding official, formal definitions, which is why they were taught geometry through comparison to other shapes or objects. For example, rather than explaining circles as &quot;a set of all points in a plane that are at a given distance from a given point,&quot; it was easier to compare them to basketballs, globes, or coins, which are all circular in shape.

However, the boy seemed wholly dissatisfied with this answer. &quot;If being round is all that it takes, then is this also considered a circle?&quot; He held up a drawing of a star, with all the corners rounded out. Hae-ul forced himself to smile and frantically tried to find the right words to help the boy understand, finally coming up with an appropriate solution. Before he could even open his mouth, the boy continued. &quot;This book says that circles are polygons that have a center and a diameter. All the illustrations have the same diameter across the circle, but this one has a long diameter and a short diameter. Isn't that why it's not a circle?&quot;

Hae-ul couldn't help but admire the boy in front of him, and admitted to himself that he had to reevaluate him entirely. At the very least, he couldn't treat a student who had understood the concept of a diameter simply by reading the textbook the same way he treated the other first graders. &quot;I know that it can be a bit hard to understand for you all, but shall I try to explain it the same way I would explain it to your older siblings?&quot; Perhaps, he thought, it wasn't a bad idea to set an upper limit for the other children, who were now looking at him wide-eyed, all wondering how this would end. So he took to explaining geometry by providing standard, mathematical explanations to the children. &quot;A triangle,&quot; he began, &quot;is a shape formed by connecting three points together, here, here, and here. It's important that none of these three points are in the same line.&quot;
&quot;Can you have two points in one line?&quot;
&quot;…&quot;

If he explained what a line was, would he be freed of the incessant questions?

****

&quot;Wow, Mr. Park, that must have been tough for you.&quot;
&quot;Ugh, that's the understatement of the year. I thought my head was going to explode.&quot;

Hae-ul took a piece of kimchi and ate it while frowning at the thought of what had happened, which apparently struck his companion as funny and she began to laugh uncontrollably. It was Hae-ul's friend and coworker, Mijin, who taught Writing and Composition. The two teachers had come to a gamja-tang* place after work to have dinner and wind down. Mijin had been hired at Hyewoon Elementary before Hae-ul, and after his acceptance as a lecturer, she had reached out to him first. Coincidentally, they were the same age, and their friendship took off, going out to eat or drink every so often.

&quot;I'm telling you, that kid's a genius. I don't mean that like &quot;oh I guess he's smart.&quot; No, he's a true genius. You should hear him present in my classes. Makes me wonder if he really is just an elementary school kid. And a first grader at that! If it was just hearsay, I wouldn't even bother to care, but this is actually happening right in front of me. How could I not believe it?&quot; Mijin downed a glass of soju after saying her piece, and when she grimaced at its bitter taste, Hae-ul offered her some water.

&quot;You know,&quot; Hae-ul said, &quot;he used to be just like the other kids. Quieter, even. He wouldn't even say a word, right? But then one say he starts to ask a few questions here and there, and now it's like he's got an engine in his mouth. It's nonstop.&quot;
&quot;Same here! I had no idea he could speak so well. Writing and composition? Give him a couple more years and he could take university entrance essay exams.&quot;
&quot;Wow, you went really far there.&quot;
&quot;I did, didn't I? I do love hyperbole.&quot;

The two laughed and drank their soju. Then they dipped their spoons into the boiling gamja-tang, and slowly but surely started to fill their stomachs with food.

&lt;The New Semester (3)&gt; End

*gamja-tang – pork bone stew. A spicy soup made from the spine/neck bones of a pig.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

A black luxury car from Davison's latest line of high-end models approached the familiar large grilled gates of the Wang Mansion. It drove up the long driveway lined with tall pine trees before stopping at the large Victorian residence.
Butler Shao stepped down from the car and held the door open for Liu Jin.
"Young master Jin, welcome to the Wang Mansion." Butler Tang greeted the boy with a bow.
"Good day, Uncle Tang." Liu Jin greeted the man with respect.
While on paper he was a mere butler, everyone knew that Tang Yun was not a simple man. He actually came from a very affluent family but was unfortunately born as an illegitimate son. His older brother inherited the company, leaving him with nothing. However, Wang Jing took him in and together, they raised the Wang Conglomerate to the multi-million-dollar company it is today. Even now, he carried the second highest number of shares in the company. Feeling indebted for Wang Jing's generosity, he vowed to serve the old man his entire life.
Butler Tang nodded and slightly smiled. He had a good impression of the boy.
"Let me show you inside."
---
Daiyu sat inside their living room, swinging her legs. She wore a frilly white blouse paired with a red overall dress that had a huge puffy skirt. The red dress had a cute cherry embroidered on her chest area and her skirt had white lace trimmings.
Beside her, Wang Jing was casually drinking a cup of tea.
Just then, a knock came and the door opened.
"Master Wang, young master Jin is here." Butler Tang informed him.
"Let him in." Wang Jing stood up and Daiyu copied her grandfather.
Butler Shao entered first and beside him was a little boy. He wore a white short sleeved shirt with gold collar brooches on both sides. For his bottoms he wore black shorts and knee-high socks paired with black loafers. He sported a taper fade and had deep black eyes. A small mole was found just under his left eye.
"Ah Jin! Come here." Wang Jing beckoned the little boy.
"Xiao Yu, this is my friend's grandson, Liu Jin. Ah Jin, this is my granddaughter, Daiyu."
Daiyu stared at the boy in front of her. His deep black eyes bore into her and she couldn't help but blush. He smirked.
Shocked, Daiyu ran behind Wang Jing.
Wang Jing chuckled.
"What's wrong, Xiao Yu?"
"I… I'm shy." Daiyu buried her face onto Wang Jing's legs. The men in the room laughed.
She took a peek and Liu Jin greeted her.
"Hi Daiyu. It's nice to finally meet you." He smiled, a glint flashing across his eyes.
'Finally.'
"Daiyu, go greet him." Wang Jing gently pushed her in front of him.
"H-hello… Jin-gege." She greeted shyly.
"He's going to live with us for a while. While he's here, be good to him, okay?"
Daiyu nodded obediently.
"Ah Jin, take care of my granddaughter. She hasn't been around other children and hasn't quite adjusted to her new lifestyle just yet."
"I will, Grandfather Wang."
"Good. Go rest first. We'll have dinner in a while. Tang Yun, show him to his room."
"Right away, Master Wang."
Butler Tang then led Liu Jin and Butler Shao out of the room.
Wang Jing then turned his head to face Daiyu.
"How is it? Do you like your new big brother?"
"J-Jin-gege is very handsome." She replied with a blush.
Wang Jing chuckled. His best friend, Liu Honghui would love to hear this. The old man had always wanted a marriage between their families but both of them only had sons.
He bent down and carried Daiyu in his arms.
"Grandpa doesn't mind if you like that little brat. Falling in love is part of life. Grandpa only wishes that our little princess won't grow up so fast. Or else, grandpa will be very lonely."
Daiyu looked into Wang Jing's eyes. She didn't quite understand what he meant but she thought that he looked a little sad.
"Grandpaw, Daiyu loves you the most." She smiled and gently kissed her grandfather's cheek.
Wang Jing smiled warmly at her.
"Really?"
Daiyu nodded vigorously.
"Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much!" She stretched her little arms wide open.
He chuckled.
---
Xia Xiulan sat inside her room, studying.
When she entered the Wang household, Wang Jing had enrolled her into one of the country's best private schools. However, with exorbitant tuition fees, it pretty much guaranteed that only the sons and daughters of rich and influential families could enter the academy.
While the institution offered numerous scholarship programs for its high school levels, it did not offer any such programs for its elementary department.
That was why Xiulan had no choice but to change schools. There were four months left before the start of the new school year and she had no way of renewing her enrolment. While Wang Jing continued supporting her by giving her a monthly allowance, it was not enough to pay for her current tuition fees at the academy.
She gritted her teeth in anger.
'If Daiyu did not survive,
If Daiyu did not return,
If Daiyu had just died!
All that she had would me mine!'
Rage filled her eyes.
'This time, I'm not so patient as to wait until you grow up.' She smirked.
She picked up her phone, dialed a number and waited for the call to connect.
"Hello? Qian Ru?"


The female lead who died miserably under the hands of her scheming half-sister is reincarnated but does not choose revenge. Instead, she chooses to live for herself, to chase after her dreams, and to fall in love again. Author's Note: A slice of life, sweet and fluffy romance novel. Recommended for those who like light reading. Not recommended for those who want to dive into the action at once.

Mula Grade 2 hanggang 6, naaalala ko pa yung mga paborito kong bilhin sa maliit na canteen ng aming paaralan. Nandiyan ang Pompoms, Corn Bits, Char at Nuts, Choco Nut at yun pinatigas na kape, ginawang candy at balot sa balat ng Nescafe at Milo. Uso din noon ang feeding programs kung saan ang bawat mag-aaral ay may libreng isang tasa ng "bulgor", sopas o green peas depende sa araw ng pamimigay. Masasaya ang mga kabataan noon. Ang kabataan ko ay hindi naman naiiba sa karamihan, sa katunayan isang beses lang ako nakaranas magkaroon ng kaaway sa eskwela. Siya si Rodel, naglalaro kame noon ng bangkang papel  at sa hindi ko na matandaang dahilan ay mukhang nagkadayaan kami kaya sinuntok nya ako. At tila nagkaroon pa nga ako ng pasa, nagkagirian subalit napigilan din ng mga kaklase ko sa Grade 3. Subali't hindi pa doon natapos ang aming hindi pagkakasundo sapagkat sa isang maliit na barangay elementary school gaya ng pinasukan ko ay halos magkakamag-anak o magpipinsan ang mga mag-aaral. Kaya naman nang malaman ito ng pinsan ko na Grade 6, binantaan nya na babalikan yun sumuntok sa akin, gayun din naman ang mga pinsan ni Rodel kaya mukhang magkakagulo. Walang nangyaring riot sa eskwelahan nung mga sumunod na araw, marahil ay dahil naging busy ang lahat sa Field Day kung saan mag-sasayaw ang mga mag-aaral at sasali sa iba't ibang palaro. Ginaganap ito taun-taon at yun ang taong pinaka natatandaan ko sapagkat nanalo ako sa palarong "sipa" at "running o karera". Ambilis ko tumakbo noon at hindi ko hinayaang may maka-overtake sa akin. Kasi payat ako at maliksi kumilos, tinalo ko yung ibang chubby at mabagal kumilos. Pero alam kong mayroon pa sana silang maibubuga kung ginamit lang nila ang pinagbabawal na teknik na alam ko, ang humangos at isiping hinahabol ng malaking aso. Eh kaso hindi nila alam yun kaya ako ang nagwagi. Sinuwerte lamang ako sa palarong "sipa" kasi hindi bumagsak sa lupa yung tingga na may plastik na parang "shuttle cock" ng badminton ang itsura. Masaya kapag Field Day, una kasi walang klase, pangalawa paligsahan ang mga mag-aaral nagkakaroon ng excitement at paangasan.

The cut that I made earlier really left no mark behind. I'm still shaken by this fact.

'Maybe the cut wasn't that deep in the first place and perhaps being bitten in my shoulder was a delusion and the blood on my t-shirt was stained with the blood that was on Yumi's body.'

All kind of thoughts start floating around in my head. However, if I want to confirm any of this, I will have to cut myself for a second time. And this time I will have to make it count. Just in case, I have prepared a first aid kid, gauze, disinfectant, ointments, band aids, etc. I have to be careful about how I cut myself, in the future I might decide to move to a shelter. I'm not sure if there is a shelter or not, but I do know that I might head towards one under certain circumstances. And it's likely they will do a physical examination upon entering one to see if you were scratched or bitten, therefore it's necessary to make sure I won't make any cuts that could be suspected as wounds made by a zombie.

After thinking it through, I decide on using a kitchen knife on the fingertip of my left index finger. I would prefer cutting a place other than my fingers, such as the back of my hand or the side, but if I cut my fingertip with a knife, I could always make an excuse that I cut myself while cooking.

I cut my finger with the knife.

"…ouch!"

The knife cuts deeper than what I intended and blood rapidly starts flowing out.

"Well, it's definitely bleeding from my fingertip this time."

After confirming the cut, I quickly hold the wound under the faucet to rinse it. The sharp pain from the cut quickly turns dull after the water hits my finger. When I see all the water dyed in red flushing away, I'm starting to regret my decision. It looks like I did something really stupid.

However, after rinsing the wound for about a minute, I already noticed that the water was no longer being dyed in red. Just to be sure, I pressed some gauze on the wound after pulling it away from the water.

After turning the knob on the faucet to stop the water from flowing, I check my wound. The wound has almost completely vanished, even though there should be a huge gash in my finger. All that remained was a thin line. Almost as if all the blood earlier was an illusion.

"This is… Hmm…"

There is now no longer any doubt that my body became abnormal.

I check the mirror again to make sure my eyes are still black and not shining red. After checking my eyes, I place two fingers on my neck. I let out a relieved sigh when I still feel my pulse.

'My heart is beating and I'm still breathing. Besides I'm still conscious and I don't feel like biting another person.'

I'm convinced that I'm not turning into a zombie like Yumi.

But my anxiety is not lifting. Even if I don't show the standard symptoms yet and I'm still conscious, this might change at any moment. Besides, Yumi did follow my orders before, maybe because she recognizes me as one of them?

'Damn, I gotta stop thinking about this. I will not find an answer like this anyway.'

I forcibly drown my anxiety and start thinking what my next step will be.

I turn on the television to see if there's any news on there. But as expected, nearly all the channels show static. NHK and two commercial stations, however, are broadcasting special emergency programs. The announcers on all three channel have a serious expression and report about an unknown infectious disease that has spread all over the world.

'Infectious disease… Really…?'

Well, I agree that broadcasting the word 'zombie' will do more bad than good.

The NHK spokesperson is repeatedly giving out information about the current situation and that you should not go out at night. Also, he is advising to not approach people with weird behavior and head towards the closest shelter near you.

'I wonder if they headed to a shelter? Are they okay…?'

I'm suddenly reminded of my parents and two sisters. They live just outside of the city, I'm the only one that lives here. I tried calling them earlier, but it looks like all the phone lines are occupied. Which is not that weird, considering the situation.

Since public transportation is no longer an option, it would mean I have to walk for hours on end to reach my old home. Which is suicidal right now. If my family is okay, they probably headed towards one of the emergency shelters.

While worrying about my family, I kept watching television. After switching between the available channels, I was surprised that all of them were saying the exact same thing. Even during earthquakes this wasn't the case and every channel had their own opinion and attitude, but this time it seems like they're reading off a script.

"Looks like I can't rely on the information being spread on the television…"

I'm relieved after confirming that the net is still up and running. And when I browsed to a famous anonymous bulletin board, you could instantly tell it was being bombarded with threads containing the word 'zombie'. This is to be expected though, considering what's going on. After browsing some more, I also found multiple overseas video websites that were swamped with video's containing zombies.

Since I don't know when the net will be cut off, I gotta focus on gathering as much information as I can.

Looking at the video posting website's, I could instantly confirm that what they were saying on the television is true. This disaster is occurring all over the world. But getting information from these video's would take ages, so I will concentrate on that anonymous bulletin board for now.

Among all the threads was one titled "Let's summarize what we know about the zombies after the first day", it seems to contain some information that I wish to know, though it's mostly scattered across a bucket load of posts.

20. Anonymous
What will happen if you are bitten by a zombie?
1. You quickly turn into a zombie
2. You turn into a zombie later (uncertain)
3. You die (uncertain)

22. Anonymous
It's like a zombie movie out there
I saw an old man being attacked and in like no time the old man started attacking other people
It scared the shit out of me

31. Anonymous
Does it mean that you will only turn into a zombie if you were bitten by one?

33. Anonymous
>> 31: Makes sense. Spreading through biting is a zombie thing after all.

37. Anonymous
>> 33: If this was a novel, only the hero would have immunity to the zombie virus

38. Anonymous
>> 37: You can't really become a hero if everyone else is dead though

40. Anonymous
I saw a corpse today, looks like he died before he became a zombie?

41. Anonymous
>> 40: But if you die, you turn into a zombie, don't you?

43. Anonymous
First of all, how did you confirm that he died?

49. Anonymous
I remember from a movie, that not everyone that is bitten turns into a zombie

55. Anonymous
It's really concerning that some people might turn into a zombie later

59. Anonymous
>> 55: Can you imagine it? Someone being bitten is sure to turn into a zombie, but if that person then enters a shelter.. it would turn into a nightmare.

65. Anonymous
Did anyone confirm that these people turn into zombies later?

67. Anonymous
Well, it's a rumor right now. The story goes that a guy was bitten by a friend and then brought to a hospital. Only after arriving at the hospital did he turn into a zombie.

69. Anonymous
Is there any source on that?

71. Anonymous
>> 69: They are talking about it on twitter.

74. Anonymous
>> 71: Twitter lolololol

75. Anonymous
>> 71: That can't really be called a source…

79. Anonymous
However, it's already clear that there is some time lag between getting bitten and turning into a zombie.

81. Anonymous
>> 79: I understand. But we shouldn't start basing facts on rumors

'So what is happening to me? If I have to believe this thread, I will probably turn into a zombie later on, but is this recovery rate normal for people like this?'

However, no matter how much I browsed through the threads, I was not able to find someone with similar symptoms as mine. But I did stumble upon some other interesting information.

560. Anonymous
There are two types of zombies. You have the normal ones and you have those with different types of increased physiques.

562. Anonymous
Those running zombies are serious business. You can't outrun one if it came after you.
Take a look at this video

565. Anonymous
>> 562: Offcourse it had to be a female that is being attacked…

568. Anonymous
I'm pretty sure I could handle a zombie if it's one of the slower types

570. Anonymous
Is crushing their heads the only way to kill them after all?

572. Anonymous
On websites overseas, they're saying that shooting the head works

574. Anonymous
They don't even hesitate about shooting people? Friggin gun societies…

577. Anonymous
I don't want to think about killing zombies for now for now. Besides, we still don't know for sure if they die, right?

580. Anonymous
>> 577: Actually there are several videos showing it. I don't know if it's true or false, but I know that I would no longer be able to move if I was hit in the head with a bat multiple times.

582. Anonymous
So the head is the way to go?

584. Anonymous
But even if you hit it, can you actually crush it that easily?

585. Anonymous
It's not a fruit, you have to hit it quite hard

586. Anonymous
>> 585: It's not really a question if you could do it, more like a question if you would do it. They are still shaped as human beings after all…

588. Anonymous
>> 586: I don't know about you, but if my life is on the line, I'm capable of doing a lot

589. Anonymous
>> 586: I wonder if I could do it…

591. Anonymous
I think there is no choice but to fight back when you're attacked, but what if you get their blood or skin on you? Won't this infect you?

593. Anonymous
>> 591: It probably will…

595. Anonymous
So the safest thing to do is to run away.

'Speaking of which, the police officer zombie that I saw at the beginning was able to run towards the screen, Yumi, however, is pretty slow on her feet. I guess the police officer was one of those enhanced zombies.'

It looks like most people on the net have chosen to stay at home and lock their doors. Even though there are shelters nearby, no one is confident in reaching one safely.

However, most people only have a couple of days worth of food and no one knows how much longer the electricity and water will keep running. So the time will come when people have no choice other than to move, but many believe they won't survive out there. The only hope they have is that the JSDF((Japanese Self-Defense Force)) would succeed in destroying the zombies, but everyone knew this wasn't very likely.

Most of the bulletin has a grim atmosphere, with many people writing down their last will. However, another string of posts drew my attention.

231. Anonymous
Anyway, we will all die. If this is the case, I want to do whatever I want before I die

235. Anonymous
Perhaps you could do some stuff with a slow zombie
There is an elementary school near my house…

236. Anonymous
>> 235: Reported

237. Anonymous
>> 235: Reported

238. Anonymous
Are you not afraid of getting infected by having sex with a zombie?

240. Anonymous
I should be alright if I use a condom

242. Anonymous
Do you guys know how to put on a condom?

243. Anonymous
>> 242: Stahp…

'Elementary school… It's usually a crime, but who will persecute you right now?'

A wicked idea comes to mind, but I shove it to the side for the time being. There are more important things to do right now. (*Someone call the FBI please.*)

Normally you'd have to be afraid to be attacked by zombies. However, I can order Yumi around. If this ability also works on other zombies, the possibilities would be endless. In addition to obviating the need to be afraid of zombies, zombies might actually be beneficial to me.

'I will have to confirm that I can also order other zombies around.'

With my next step decided, I have a malicious grin on my face.

I was suddenly no longer worried about what happened to my body.

One day a horde of zombies appeared in the world, causing panic and mayhem. The MC was also attacked by a zombie but he didn’t turn into one, instead he gained an ability. In a world where social order has collapsed. I think I’ll live to my hearts content using this ability of mine!

P.s I dont own a single thing about this book, I'm just publishing it in here for offline purposes and credits to the author(s).

The cut that I made earlier really left no mark behind. I'm still shaken by this fact.
'Maybe the cut wasn't that deep in the first place and perhaps being bitten in my shoulder was a delusion and the blood on my t-shirt was stained with the blood that was on Yumi's body.'
All kind of thoughts start floating around in my head. However, if I want to confirm any of this, I will have to cut myself for a second time. And this time I will have to make it count. Just in case, I have prepared a first aid kid, gauze, disinfectant, ointments, band aids, etc. I have to be careful about how I cut myself, in the future I might decide to move to a shelter. I'm not sure if there is a shelter or not, but I do know that I might head towards one under certain circumstances. And it's likely they will do a physical examination upon entering one to see if you were scratched or bitten, therefore it's necessary to make sure I won't make any cuts that could be suspected as wounds made by a zombie.
After thinking it through, I decide on using a kitchen knife on the fingertip of my left index finger. I would prefer cutting a place other than my fingers, such as the back of my hand or the side, but if I cut my fingertip with a knife, I could always make an excuse that I cut myself while cooking.
I cut my finger with the knife.
"…ouch!"
The knife cuts deeper than what I intended and blood rapidly starts flowing out.
"Well, it's definitely bleeding from my fingertip this time."
After confirming the cut, I quickly hold the wound under the faucet to rinse it. The sharp pain from the cut quickly turns dull after the water hits my finger. When I see all the water dyed in red flushing away, I'm starting to regret my decision. It looks like I did something really stupid.
However, after rinsing the wound for about a minute, I already noticed that the water was no longer being dyed in red. Just to be sure, I pressed some gauze on the wound after pulling it away from the water.
After turning the knob on the faucet to stop the water from flowing, I check my wound. The wound has almost completely vanished, even though there should be a huge gash in my finger. All that remained was a thin line. Almost as if all the blood earlier was an illusion.
"This is… Hmm…"
There is now no longer any doubt that my body became abnormal.
I check the mirror again to make sure my eyes are still black and not shining red. After checking my eyes, I place two fingers on my neck. I let out a relieved sigh when I still feel my pulse.
'My heart is beating and I'm still breathing. Besides I'm still conscious and I don't feel like biting another person.'
I'm convinced that I'm not turning into a zombie like Yumi.
But my anxiety is not lifting. Even if I don't show the standard symptoms yet and I'm still conscious, this might change at any moment. Besides, Yumi did follow my orders before, maybe because she recognizes me as one of them?
'Damn, I gotta stop thinking about this. I will not find an answer like this anyway.'
I forcibly drown my anxiety and start thinking what my next step will be.
I turn on the television to see if there's any news on there. But as expected, nearly all the channels show static. NHK and two commercial stations, however, are broadcasting special emergency programs. The announcers on all three channel have a serious expression and report about an unknown infectious disease that has spread all over the world.
'Infectious disease… Really…?'
Well, I agree that broadcasting the word 'zombie' will do more bad than good.
The NHK spokesperson is repeatedly giving out information about the current situation and that you should not go out at night. Also, he is advising to not approach people with weird behavior and head towards the closest shelter near you.
'I wonder if they headed to a shelter? Are they okay…?'
I'm suddenly reminded of my parents and two sisters. They live just outside of the city, I'm the only one that lives here. I tried calling them earlier, but it looks like all the phone lines are occupied. Which is not that weird, considering the situation.
Since public transportation is no longer an option, it would mean I have to walk for hours on end to reach my old home. Which is suicidal right now. If my family is okay, they probably headed towards one of the emergency shelters.
While worrying about my family, I kept watching television. After switching between the available channels, I was surprised that all of them were saying the exact same thing. Even during earthquakes this wasn't the case and every channel had their own opinion and attitude, but this time it seems like they're reading off a script.
"Looks like I can't rely on the information being spread on the television…"
I'm relieved after confirming that the net is still up and running. And when I browsed to a famous anonymous bulletin board, you could instantly tell it was being bombarded with threads containing the word 'zombie'. This is to be expected though, considering what's going on. After browsing some more, I also found multiple overseas video websites that were swamped with video's containing zombies.
Since I don't know when the net will be cut off, I gotta focus on gathering as much information as I can.
Looking at the video posting website's, I could instantly confirm that what they were saying on the television is true. This disaster is occurring all over the world. But getting information from these video's would take ages, so I will concentrate on that anonymous bulletin board for now.
Among all the threads was one titled "Let's summarize what we know about the zombies after the first day", it seems to contain some information that I wish to know, though it's mostly scattered across a bucket load of posts.


20. Anonymous
What will happen if you are bitten by a zombie?
1. You quickly turn into a zombie
2. You turn into a zombie later (uncertain)
3. You die (uncertain)
22. Anonymous
It���s like a zombie movie out there
I saw an old man being attacked and in like no time the old man started attacking other people
It scared the shit out of me
31. Anonymous
Does it mean that you will only turn into a zombie if you were bitten by one?
33. Anonymous
>> 31: Makes sense. Spreading through biting is a zombie thing after all.
37. Anonymous
>> 33: If this was a novel, only the hero would have immunity to the zombie virus
38. Anonymous
>> 37: You can't really become a hero if everyone else is dead though
40. Anonymous
I saw a corpse today, looks like he died before he became a zombie?
41. Anonymous
>> 40: But if you die, you turn into a zombie, don't you?
43. Anonymous
First of all, how did you confirm that he died?
49. Anonymous
I remember from a movie, that not everyone that is bitten turns into a zombie
55. Anonymous
It's really concerning that some people might turn into a zombie later
59. Anonymous
>> 55: Can you imagine it? Someone being bitten is sure to turn into a zombie, but if that person then enters a shelter.. it would turn into a nightmare.
65. Anonymous
Did anyone confirm that these people turn into zombies later?
67. Anonymous
Well, it's a rumor right now. The story goes that a guy was bitten by a friend and then brought to a hospital. Only after arriving at the hospital did he turn into a zombie.
69. Anonymous
Is there any source on that?
71. Anonymous
>> 69: They are talking about it on twitter.
74. Anonymous
>> 71: Twitter lolololol
75. Anonymous
>> 71: That can't really be called a source…
79. Anonymous
However, it's already clear that there is some time lag between getting bitten and turning into a zombie.
81. Anonymous
>> 79: I understand. But we shouldn't start basing facts on rumors


'So what is happening to me? If I have to believe this thread, I will probably turn into a zombie later on, but is this recovery rate normal for people like this?'
However, no matter how much I browsed through the threads, I was not able to find someone with similar symptoms as mine. But I did stumble upon some other interesting information.


560. Anonymous
There are two types of zombies. You have the normal ones and you have those with different types of increased physiques.
562. Anonymous
Those running zombies are serious business. You can't outrun one if it came after you.
Take a look at this video
565. Anonymous
>> 562: Of course it had to be a female that is being attacked…
568. Anonymous
I'm pretty sure I could handle a zombie if it's one of the slower types
570. Anonymous
Is crushing their heads the only way to kill them after all?
572. Anonymous
On websites overseas, they're saying that shooting the head works
574. Anonymous
They don't even hesitate about shooting people? Friggin gun societies…
577. Anonymous
I don't want to think about killing zombies for now for now. Besides, we still don't know for sure if they die, right?
580. Anonymous
>> 577: Actually there are several videos showing it. I don't know if it's true or false, but I know that I would no longer be able to move if I was hit in the head with a bat multiple times.
582. Anonymous
So the head is the way to go?
584. Anonymous
But even if you hit it, can you actually crush it that easily?
585. Anonymous
It's not a fruit, you have to hit it quite hard
586. Anonymous
>> 585: It's not really a question if you could do it, more like a question if you would do it. They are still shaped as human beings after all…
588. Anonymous
>> 586: I don't know about you, but if my life is on the line, I'm capable of doing a lot
589. Anonymous
>> 586: I wonder if I could do it…
591. Anonymous
I think there is no choice but to fight back when you're attacked, but what if you get their blood or skin on you? Won't this infect you?
593. Anonymous
>> 591: It probably will…
595. Anonymous
So the safest thing to do is to run away.


'Speaking of which, the police officer zombie that I saw at the beginning was able to run towards the screen, Yumi, however, is pretty slow on her feet. I guess the police officer was one of those enhanced zombies.'
It looks like most people on the net have chosen to stay at home and lock their doors. Even though there are shelters nearby, no one is confident in reaching one safely.
However, most people only have a couple of days worth of food and no one knows how much longer the electricity and water will keep running. So the time will come when people have no choice other than to move, but many believe they won't survive out there. The only hope they have is that the JSDF((Japanese Self-Defense Force)) would succeed in destroying the zombies, but everyone knew this wasn't very likely.
Most of the bulletin has a grim atmosphere, with many people writing down their last will. However, another string of posts drew my attention.


231. Anonymous
Anyway, we will all die. If this is the case, I want to do whatever I want before I die
235. Anonymous
Perhaps you could do some stuff with a slow zombie
There is an elementary school near my house…
236. Anonymous
>> 235: Reported
237. Anonymous
>> 235: Reported
238. Anonymous
Are you not afraid of getting infected by having sex with a zombie?
240. Anonymous
I should be alright if I use a condom
242. Anonymous
Do you guys know how to put on a condom?
243. Anonymous
>> 242: Stahp…


'Elementary school… It's usually a crime, but who will persecute you right now?'
A wicked idea comes to mind, but I shove it to the side for the time being. There are more important things to do right now. ((Someone call the FBI please.))
Normally you'd have to be afraid to be attacked by zombies. However, I can order Yumi around. If this ability also works on other zombies, the possibilities would be endless. In addition to obviating the need to be afraid of zombies, zombies might actually be beneficial to me.
'I will have to confirm that I can also order other zombies around.'
With my next step decided, I have a malicious grin on my face.
I was suddenly no longer worried about what happened to my body.

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