i was tired of waiting for a translation to spiderman new x by Autoraleatorio here is a english version

The picture above is not mine.---------Sorry, this is my first post so if there is something missing please understand. And English is not my native language, so for grammar I leave it to Google translation
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A doctor who died while solving a formula to cure a pandemic outbreak was reborn in the world of MHA with the healing power of angels.

In the world of Ashteroth, there are Eight Kingdoms situated in the eight directions and Central Kingdom the principal ruler of them all. Each have different aspects of life and physical appearance.

In the Southeast Direction which is commonly known as SE, the inhabitants are called ASSIANIAN who possesses unique hair colors who are half-human and animal.

And the North Direction which is commonly known as N is occupied by ELISEAN people who possesses fair skin with either yellow, brown or red hair.

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The man has an appearance of early twenties with a reddish orange-coloured hair. He wore medieval clothes: black long sleeve tunic, red surcoat, a black trouser and a grey over-knee boots.

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Later, the man stayed as he was. Waking up with shackles on his wrists, he felt uneasy as he slowly opens his eyes. He saw Belladonna sitting sharpening a knife with such refined manner and the first thought that came to his mind is that, ~I cannot beareth to witness such quite quaint lotus blossoming with such elegance, holding something dang'rous, and th're's eke an insuppressive creature beside h'r~ (Shakespearean English) 
{translation: I cannot bear to witness such beautiful Lotus blossoming with such elegance, holding something dangerous, and there's an indomitable creature beside her?}  

then he groaned wherein Belladonna immediately responded to him, "Finally, two hours of waiting!"


Charlemagne snarled at him, "No worries Char, it's fine." Belladonna's voice calmed him down immediately.

The man tries to stand up but it seems that his body is still numb.

"Don't try to get up because your body just recovered from the paralysis."

Belladonna walked to him, crouched a little bit, putting her palms on her knee, "I apologise for not sitting you up but how do you feel? Can you speak now?"

The man bewildered of her language, he looked up. Upon seeing her blue hair, he thought, ~ What's a Southeast'rn doing h're?~ {translation: What's a Southeastern doing here?}

as he spoke out loud with his language, ["Who is't art thee?"] with a hoarse voice.{translation: Who are you?}

Belladonna frowned at him hearing that he talks in another language and a little weird at that, she thought, ~Wait! What was this language again?~

(You could say this man speaks English and Belladonna speaks Japanese)

She thought,~Hmm, that's weird. I learned all languages I think, but when he spoke, I only understood 'Who'. Whatever! I'll just try to speak ELISEAN since he has red hair.~

Trying to speak the same language as him, she stuttered, ["Wha-what do you mean? You were the one who att-attacked me!"] with poised tone of voice.

The man glanced at her with a doubt in his mind as he tries to lift his body to sit up.

He leaned on one of the tree. He replied, "I knoweth not what thou art talking about mistress, I only rememb'r I wast in the barracks then suddenly i just hath fallen unconscious." as he was replaying the scene on his mind. He spoke surely and slowly as to let the girl understand him.
{translation: I don't know what you are talking about lady, I only remember I was in the barracks then suddenly I just fell unconscious.}

~So he does speak ELISEAN!But he's talking weirdly...I don't understand some words but I think I get the gist of it.~ She thought.

(From now on, Belladonna will speak the ELISEAN Language)

Belladonna got ahold of her stuttering and finally can speak the language fluently. 

"Tell me! Where did you hide the girl that was on the cabin?!" with personality of being refined, she asks him sincerely and gracefully.

"So thee can speaketh our language fluently?" asked he with a smirk on his pale, dry lips.
{translation: So you can speak our language fluently?}

Belladonna smiled at him with sincere eyes but the man sees her with dazzling, angelic smile that spiked his heart like an electric shock warming all over his body. 

He felt like she was not lying which he thought that what happened to him was a little weird too, "I has't nay inf'rmation of this wench thou art asking me about , but if 't be true th're is aught i couldst holp thee with, prithee doth bid me.  I shalt beest thy h'ro yond cometh through aught with thee all the way anywh're, mine own princess..."
{translation:I have no information of this girl you are asking me about , but if there is anything I could help you with, please do tell me.  I shall be your hero that comes through anything with you all the way anywhere, my Princess!}

Ignoring his remark. She thought, ~So this man really doesn't know anything.~ 

The obedience spell paper works as though nothing's wrong with them that they just act normally.

"Tell me where I can find your master then, Mister." Belladonna grinned as though she is plotting something.

All three of them started on their journey without delay.

The man seemed to have recovered in a short period of time so he's walking steadily and taking Belladonna to his master unaware that he is under a spell.

As they were walking on the clear trail, the man paused and asked, "By the way mine own princess, I knoweth wh're mine own mast'r is but I doth not knoweth how to receiveth out of this f'rest!" as he gaze at Belladonna.
{translation:By the way my Princess, I know where my Master is but I do not know how to get out of this Forest!}

Belladonna looked at him with her eyebrows raised and eyes wide open, "Umm, that's bad because I don't know where the exit is."

"What?!" said he with disbelief painted upon his attractive, cute face, he added, "thee not liveth h're, mine own princess?"
{translation:don't you live here, my Princess?}

"Yes! I do live here but I...I mean I know everything about this Forest but I never went beyond this Forest." she stated soft-spokenly.

The man just stared at her all dazed confused of her statement.

Continuously walking, there was a certain quietness that occurred between the three; the spring wind with the smell of the soft, sweet, floral and green scent chilled Belladonna.

"That was cold!"Belladonna said as she rubbed her palms on her arms.

The man gaze at her and asked, "I apologise f'r I only has't a surcoat! If 't be true I has't anoth'r coat I wouldst has't given t to thee!Your not hath used to how bitter cold t is h're, mine own princess?"
{translation:I apologise for I only have a surcoat! If I have another coat I would have given it to you!Your not used to how cold it is here, my Princess?}

"Thank you but its okay... I've never come to this part of the mountain so I think we've passed the barrier that's why the weather is so different here."

The man finds himself lost of their conversation. Dazed upon her once again confusing statement, he thought, ~What doest the lady cullionly by barri'r? we didn't passeth any barri'r?~
{translation:What does she mean by barrier? We didn't pass any barrier?}

For he only knows the barriers: barricade, wall fence.

Without asking her of what she meant showing manliness and pride for the lady's approval,  "Yond windeth is nothing did compare to the Wint'r windeth!" he frankly assured with a half-smile.
{translation:That wind is nothing compared to the Winter wind!}

"Winter wind?! Wow, I want to see how winter looks like!" Her smile melted his wall away when she shared the most captivating smile and excitement.

The man stood still dumbfounded upon hearing the lady's reply.

'Just who is this guy?'

(Note: I got the translations from https://lingojam.com/EnglishtoShakespearean)

"You are an evil!" an elevated voice has been hunting Belladonna's dreams for years. 

Being hidden away in the forest unable to see what the world looks like, Belladonna obediently trained alongside her father with the desire to protect the Fox Princess. However, it was only a facade her father fed her to make her stronger. Everything was going so well, until that fateful day that changed her life completely. An incident occurred which she had to leave the mountain.She'll find herself in a world different from what she imagined, a world filled with sorrow and pain.

...She is haunted...

...believed to be evil...

...an abomination...

...and horrifyingly wicked...

Unraveling her true identity is not the only challenge she will face but also...

"This is an order!!!" 

...encountering Rue whose said to be a Noble; and a veritable Casanova. Belladonna will accidentally cast a master-servant spell with him which inevitably force her to travel alongside this man who has his own quest; underneath the serenity and order of this land is an undercurrent threat that will perish everything into nothing.



[Note:The auxiliary chapters shows the definitions of every chapter's unfamiliar words]

Qiao Zijin could not be bothered to listen to the praises that Qiao Dongliang and the ward mate had for Qiao Nan. Although she was sitting by the side, it was as if she was transparent. Qiao Zijin was really very bored sitting there.
Qiao Zijin was also not interested in reading a decent book. She had been studying nine out of the twelve months in a year. The school holidays were hard to come by, and she refused to read such books.
However, if Qiao Zijin read other types of books, she was afraid Qiao Dongliang would chide her. Hence, Qiao Zijin could only sit there, idling for the past few days.
Even when Qiao Dongliang needed to go to the restroom urgently, Qiao Zijin was of no help. It was either the ward mate or the ward mate's family who helped Qiao Dongliang there.
Qiao Zijin felt that she would rot if she continued sitting there in this way.
Qiao Zijin was only considering the problem from her perspective, so she did not realize that she sounded very abrupt and unfilial when she said this.
Qiao Dongliang was hit by a car and operated twice on the surgery table. He was literally fighting between life and death.
Furthermore, Qiao Dongliang's injury had not fully recovered. His wound might bleed if he moved too vigorously.
If not for the occasional help of the ward mate or the ward mate's family member, it was quite difficult to take good care of Qiao Dongliang given the family's current situation.
Under such conditions, it was necessary for Qiao Zijin to stay around to attend to any emergency situations. If anything happened and there was no next-of-kin by Qiao Dongliang's side despite him having spouse and children, was it not acceptable?
Qiao Dongliang's face turned black and no longer knew what to say to Qiao Zijin.
His elder daughter, Qiao Zijin, was not only having a sweet tongue and bitter heart for Old Ding but also for him.
At this time, Qiao Dongliang was thinking who else Qiao Zijin cared about in the family of four beside herself. Her character seemed overly self-centered and cold-blooded.
"Dad, why don't we do this? Mom will keep vigil at night. Sister and I will take turns during the day." Her father might be willing to teach, but it also depended on whether Qiao Zijin was willing to learn. If they took turns each day, Qiao Zijin should have no complaints, right?
Qiao Nan knew that Qiao Zijin was targeting her with her earlier words.
"Then, who should stay today?" Qiao Zijin's expression was more relaxed and her tone was better.
"I will, but I need to go home to take something first. I will be back soon. Before I come back, Sister, you have to remain in the hospital to take care of Dad," said Qiao Nan as she thought about the job that Zhai Sheng was going to pass to her.
"Sure." It was rare for Qiao Zijin to be so big-hearted.
"Dad, I will go back first, then." Having that said, Qiao Nan brought along the thermal food container and went back to the Qiao residence as soon as possible.
Seeing Qiao Nan in a fluster, sweating profusely while catching her breath, Zhai Sheng, who was waiting at the entrance of the Qiao's residence, knitted his brows. "No need to be in a rush. You could walk slowly."
"Brother Zhai, did I make you wait for a long time?"
"No." Zhai Sheng did not mention that he had waited for Qiao Nan for almost half an hour.
"Brother Zhai, come in first." Qiao Nan opened the door and soaked the thermal food container in the water. "Have you brought over the documents?"
"They are all here."
"Okay, Brother Zhai. I still need to make a trip to the hospital. I am really sorry to have troubled you to come." Qiao Nan took a look at the documents and locked the bulk of it in her bedroom, bringing only some with her. She also brought the English dictionary along just in case.
"Are you going to the hospital to take care of Uncle Qiao?"
"Yes, I am taking turns with my sister to take care of my dad during the day." Qiao Nan nodded as she carried the documents and left the house with Zhai Sheng. "Brother Zhai, I will be leaving for the hospital first. I will bring these documents to the Zhai's residence when I finish translating them."
"Sure." Zhai Sheng did not manage to speak much to Qiao Nan. She ran off with the documents in her arms.
"Alright, you're here. Then, I will go back and come again tomorrow." When Qiao Nan reached the ward, Qiao Zijin immediately stood up and left. She only said a quick bye to Qiao Dongliang.
"Nan Nan, you are warm and sweaty. Go to the restroom to wash and wipe your face with a towel first." Qiao Dongliang's heart went out to his younger daughter when he saw that she had been rushing everywhere.
Why didn't he discover that Nan Nan was so much more filial than Zijin in the past? She was so obedient and sensible. Indeed, those who complain the loudest get the most attention.
"Okay." Qiao Nan put down the documents carefully. She took the towel and ran to the female restroom to wipe away the sweat on her face and body.
"Nan Nan, what did you bring over?" After Qiao Nan came back, she started to stare at a pile of papers and seemed to be writing something with the pen in her hand. This was unlike the Qiao Dongliang who kept his silence when Qiao Zijin was around. He was now extremely concerned about Qiao Nan's situation.
"It's some original documents. Brother Zhai asked me to help with them," Qiao Nan said as she translated the documents.
True enough, Qiao Nan was unable to recall some words that she had not been using for a long time. She only managed to clarify them after a careful search of her memories.
Having done so much translation work, Qiao Nan had, in fact, long understood that it was much simpler to translate Chinese words into English.
For Chinese to English translation, although there might be occasional errors in the grammar or sentence structure, the contents could still be understood and would not deviate much from the original. On the contrary, English to Chinese translation was more difficult. A wrong sentence structure would result in a vastly different meaning.
Therefore, when Qiao Nan accepted translation jobs, initially, she would only take on Chinese to English translation. It was only until she was more familiar and confident would she dare to take on the English to Chinese ones.
Unfortunately, the assignment she accepted was a highly difficult one that required translation from English to Chinese. Qiao Nan could not help feeling nervous about it.
"My goodness, there are so many small tadpoles-like characters. Is this a foreign language?" Curious, the ward mate stretched his neck to glance over. His eyesight was good and actually spotted some of the contents.
Looking at the words on the papers, it was a pity that the words knew him, but he did not know them.
"I say, buddy, isn't your younger daughter too awesome? She can even understand the tadpole-like language. Didn't you mention that she is just about to enter high school? I reckon even the college students may not understand those tadpole-like words." The ward mate was amazed. What talent! It was no wonder Qiao Dongliang had been telling him that his younger daughter's grades were good, and she was the scholar of the provincial middle school examination. At one glance, he knew that she was someone with substance!
"I… I am not quite sure either." Not only the ward mate, but Qiao Dongliang was also shocked when he saw the bunch of tadpole-like words which made his eyes sore. "Maybe… maybe the content is actually not that difficult?"
"Alright buddy, don't be modest. Your younger daughter is obviously not an ordinary person. She will make it big in the future. You will be able to enjoy life one day."
In comparison to the elder daughter who would rather sit there, idling and dozing off, the younger daughter was diligent to the bones and so enthusiastic in learning.
"There is only half the day left, and your younger daughter is still keen to learn. She is very clear-minded. Given her attitude, she will be able to truly learn, unlike most children. If they are forced to study, they may receive a borderline diploma in the end but with a laissez-faire learning attitude."


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

"Good morning class, my name is Kurata Seiji and from today onwards I will be your English teacher. You can call me Kurata-sensei."

This is a sentence I said at the beginning of every school year. I've said it for almost ten years. The students would bow and for the rest of the year they'd call me Kurata-sensei.

Students come and go. Some stay, some move. Every year I get a few new students. Maybe a new class. Some students I'll remember for the rest of my life. Some I'll forget.

But I'm sure I'll remember every single student in THIS class.

Because this class was made up of elves.

Recap: An elf by the name of Elisa summoned/kidnapped me because she and some other elves wanted to learn English. Why? Because they opened a portal to my world, stole someone's laptop and got hooked on Netflicks using Starbux Wi-Fi.

Basically these elves committed burglary and now aspired to become NEETs.

Word spread that Elisa had successfully summoned an English teacher and the elves hastily set up a classroom in a meadow. A few desks and chairs. A blackboard. Around twenty students.

Actually I never agreed to teach them. But I never said no either. Elisa just took my hand and led to the meadow and I just went with it.

So now I stood in front of around twenty elves. All pointy ears and weird clothes. Looking at me.

Among them was Elisa. The one who summoned me.

She raised her hand.

I pointed at her. "What is it?"

"Kurata-SENSEI? What does the word 'sensei' mean?"

"It means 'teacher' in Japanese."

"But you're an English teacher."

"I am. But I am a Japanese English teacher."

"??"

"Anyways, I'll explain more later. For now just call me Kurata-sensei."

There was one thing I wanted to know though.

"Elisa."

"Yes!"

"Right now...err, I'm talking in Japanese. But just now you clearly couldn't understand a Japanese specific term. How can you understand me at all?"

An elf girl in purple robes and a monocle raised her hand. Her hair was long and black.

She said, "Kurata-sensei. Look at your chest."

I did. I was wearing some kind of amulet around my neck. A red ruby pulsing in the middle.

She said, "Elisa cast a translation spell on it. This way, any words that the magic doesn't identify as something you want to teach us, it'll translate it into our language."

"Then why don't you cast a translation spell on that laptop?"

"Translation spells only work on organic beings."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Anastasia."

"Alright, Anastasia. Thank you."

OK... There are a ton of questions I want to ask. Like how can I go home? Where am I even going to live in this world? What do I eat? But for now I'll teach the first class.

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Class One

The following is a record of what I taught the elves in my first class.

HELLO, MY NAME IS…SEIJI/ELISA/ANATASIA

HELLO is the English word used for a greeting.

HELLO has curious origins. Before the word HELLO was invented, English speaking people used phrases like GOOD DAY or HOW DO YOU DO.

The word HELLO came into existence when Thomas Edison invented the telephone. He coined the term during a misunderstanding while testing his telephone.

What is a telephone? It's a device you use to talk with someone who is far away. Kind of like magic. I'll explain how it works in another lesson.

No, Elisa, Thomas Edison is dead. Since a long time ago. And no, Elisa, I don't know if he died a virgin. Maybe he did. Maybe he didn't. I think he had children, so he couldn't have been a virgin. No, I don't think his wife was sleeping with another man. I seriously doubt it. And no, I don't know for sure. I just seriously doubt it.

OK, I'll continue with the second part.

MY NAME IS...

NAME is simple the word we use to identify what others call you.

MY is what we call a possessive determiner. MY is a words that shows that something belongs to me.

IS is an auxiliary verb. It means that it is a word that indicates something is happening. But IS doesn't really do anything on its own. Not like JUMP or EAT. Auxiliary verbs help something to happen. 

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Elisa raised her hand.

I said, "Yes? What is it?"

"Kurata-sensei, I think I came up with my own example."

"Go on."

"Kurata-sensei is MY future husband."

"Wrong! I mean right, but still wrong!"

"Hnghhhh… how is that wrong?"

…Wait a minute

"Elisa, how do you even the words 'future' and 'husband' in English?"

"I watched an award-winning Netflicks show called Stranger Thingies where they used those words."

I said, "Elisa, see me after class. There are some things I want to ask you."

"OK~"

*My only regret is that I have but one lifetime to give to video games.*

Kurata Seiji is an English teacher. He has taught many students. But he has never taught elves. Until now. 

Kurata-sensei is summoned (read: kidnapped) to another world by Elisa. Why? Because she and other elves want to learn English. Why? Because they discovered a magical thing called Netflicks. 

He is tasked with teaching a class of elves. And he discovers that every elf has become hopelessly addicted to the Internet, Netflicks and video games. These elves need much more than just an A in their exams. They need some basic life lessons. 

Can Kurata-sensei go above and beyond the call of duty?

Good afternoon everyone!

My friend sent my book back to me so i can finally do a complete translation with no drop out like last time. I am sorry if any of you read through to chapter 12 and was disappointed that i suddenly took down all chapters as it was not complete and jumble mess. All credits go to Youth Publishing Company in Cambodia that published this story long ago around 2009/2010 which mean this story is 11-12 years old but the story is amazing that i want to share. As it is not mine i only do the translating work. I hope you guys enjoy. The title is the same as the original book just that everything is in Khmer (Cambodian spoken language).

PS: As English is not my first language and i am suck at grammar and spelling (also i do everything alone) so if there is any mistake or error please bear with it. I know i might not do a good job at interpreting the emotions or the correct translation for some religious words. You guys could comment on where you don't understand and i'll try to change the word for you to understand better.

Lastly, hope you guys enjoy it as much as i do. And i love to see comments and such. Feel free to dish me if i don't do a proper job at translating.

Accident lead to an un imaginable new life...an unprecented plot turn out to be something else..

Is ghost real? Is it true that there’s a thing call Karma?

Can she live this life? Can she love? Will the her in this body be able to find true love?

Can she change people opinion of the original body?

Will she be able to pull it off as a good girl at the end?

Will this be a tragedy or a blessing in disguise?

Will people even trust her? With all that is in her past?

You’ll find out in this story.

English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes I made and I will make in the future, for language errors and other errors, please give advice, and I use Google translation for this.

A lone Otaku who was struck by lighting and died was given a new opportunity! What kind of adventure will he go through in the world of Douluo Dalu 2?



PS: I looked for the cover on the internet

Hello readers, welcome!
This book is not mine. I am merely translating from Portuguese to English.
If the author contacts me and tells me to take him down, I will do it immediately, and I am just posting so that his incredible work will be disseminated to other platforms and languages.
I hope you all like the story and my translation :D
PS: I am also doing this to develop more English language experience!

Sometimes things fall apart around us, but we need to be strong, people need us.

Sometimes we need time away from everything.

But a king cannot afford to trust.

When Cami dies, Klaus needs that time, luckily Hayley had not left him alone.

By:  Learahalp

It took them great effort to finally understand Anthony's awkward phrasing, as the translation produced by mobile software were grammatically incorrect…
In the sewers, they exchanged a startled look. It was their first time hearing that CTALI was applicable in underground transport as well… Are you dead broke? You must be, right?!
Deep sea white sand was nothing ordinary, and every earth-type Metahuman would die to obtain it. But why had it become a caption tool in this pro's hands…
Usually, the various organizations would treat each other with courtesy, as the top survival strategy in this era was to have fewer enemies and focus more on strengthening one's own power. But now, they had run into an unreasonable yet invincible rival. Who could they find for help?
At first, Lu Xiaoyu was annoyed that someone wanted to peek on them inside their safe house. But he thoughts had changed. Now she only wanted to rob them…
Although Lu Shu had given her enough pocket money and even his debit card was with her, she felt guilty for spending Lu Shu's hard-earned cash. When they went shopping, she would still pick cheaper products.
Lu Shu labored arduously day after day, so how could she squander it away? Lu Xiaoyu had decided that she would earn money herself!
Moreover, she had always wanted to treat Lu Shu to a meal and had cast her eyes on a supreme buffet in Luo City priced at 300 yuan each.
However, how could she treat him with his money? Unwilling to do so, she had started to make money on her own…
While Anthony was counting the money, Lu Xiaoyu was elated in her room. No wonder Lu Shu was so fond of making money, as the happiness attached was so profound… 
With so many different currencies, she had to get them exchanged at the bank. But Lu Xiaoyu was not in a rush.
The line of Metahumans were beginning to have doubts about their lives when the pro began counting money like a kid. It was probably the Class B with the most unique personality that they had ever met…
Just how poor are you?!
The expert's mysterious image had fallen flat in their mind…
Despite coming from various countries, English was a universally understood language for most Practitioners. After all, unlike Lu Xiaoyu who had spent most of her time in China, proficiency in English was a necessary skill for those risking their lives on the international arena.
Meanwhile, the deep sea white sand had rearranged into another line of software-translation-styled English. "I will give you something in exchange." 
Instantly, everyone held their breaths in surprise. Was the pro suddenly being generous and intended on teaching them some earth-type secret skills? Or was it a recipe to Class B?
If not, it would be good to simply leave a positive impression so that the pro might provide some protection in the remains. In that case, they would be much safer, as there were a total of only eleven Class B experts in all of Pattaya.
Everyone looked at Anthony expectantly, but the latter remained still for a long moment. After pondering for up to two minutes and one minute for the translation tool to finish its job, another line appeared. "Since you are entering the remains soon…"
Everyone lit up, as expected, the pro was about to…
But before they could jump in joy, the sand had rearranged. "then i will grant you 365 wishes."
What bloody 365 wishes?! They felt insulted intellectually…
The thing was, how many days would they spend in the remains? 365 wishes were totally more than enough…
At the same time, Lu Shu was still looking closely at his background panel in an attempt to make some deductions about the real-time situations based on the fluctuation in distress points. Just when there was a hint at calming down, another surge appeared, which brought Lu Shu into reflection again…
Then, he finally realized something was off. Turning to Lu Xiaoyu's room, he demanded, "Where is Anthony? Did you let him out for a fight?!"
Lu Xiaoyu's smiling eyes squeezed into two little crescents, "Don't worry. Everything is under control!"
Lu Shu, "…"
An awful hunch reminded Lu Shu that the entire city went into upheaval the last time Lu Xiaoyu said so…
At this moment, Anthony rose from the surface, with a handful of change in his hands, including Korean Won, Japanese Yen, US Dollars and Euros…
Lu Shu drew a startled breath, "How many people did you rob? What are you up to!?"
"To treat you to a meal," Lu Xiaoyu said as though it was only natural, "I heard there's a new buffet restaurant with high ratings. This is my own money!"
Lu Shu mused for a long while, suddenly understanding Lu Xiaoyu's intentions. Meanwhile, he never cared about where the money was from…
He smiled, "Then we must have something superlative."
"Of course!" Lu Xiaoyu was happy to finally have the ability to earn money on her own. Although she did not do it lawfully, it was her private savings after all.
Ever since they embarked on the journey of revenge, both of them had experienced certain changes in their personality. To put it more accurately, it was more of a liberation than change.
...
In the end, Li Yixiao could not sell all their magical stones. Not because of the language barrier, though, but he was unhappy about the local price range. In China, the market price for a stone would be stabilized at around 120,000 yuan. But here, taking currency exchange rates into consideration, it was only 80,000 yuan each. Thus, Li Yixiao decided to hold onto his stones after selling only one.
Instead of returning to the market, Lu Shu immediately phoned the old man. After careful consideration, he made up his mind to resell his stones and the eleven petals through the Golden Foundation. Although particularly valuable, they were useless in his hands.
Thus, Lu Shu would rather exchange it for practical combat effectiveness.
The old man did not question him about the origin of his resources, nor his plan. Lu Shu only asked to trade his twenty-five magical stones and eleven petals for forty-five ragged magical weapons, as food for his divine water.
Thoroughly disappointed in his purple golden gourd, Lu Shu had no alternatives but to redirect his attention to the golden divine water. After a day's research, he realized the item might possibly be one of the three legendary divine waters.
Nonetheless, the golden divine water in history only fed on flesh and bones and was never recorded to have means to grow. But Lu Shu's water was like sulfuric acid with the ability to devour magical weapons. Maybe we should call it divine water for now.
Lu Shu had tried to touch the water himself. Interestingly, he would not be corroded, which meant more functions were available.
Despite the supreme attacking power of Corpsedog and Concealed Arrow among Class C flying daggers, Lu Shu was in need of presentable defense tools. Though powerful, his celestial cloak was never meant to be shown.
Then, a question struck him. At a time when other Class C's made use of their elemental armor and Anthony with his condensed armor made of deep sea white sand, he could use some help from his divine water!
With the golden divine water outside, coating the celestial cloak inside, his defense abilities would be greatly boosted!
Truth be told, Lu Shu was indeed envious of Li Yixiao's tough-skinned and unkillable Tiger Fist…
As the saying went, everything comes to he who has money…


Magical energy has come to this world; Lu Shu could only stare as one powerhouse after another appear.

Looking at his own peculiar ability, he exhaled a breath of cold air.

Dog balls!

...

This is a story of how Lu Shu used poisonous chicken soup to become the Demon King

Translator Synopsis:

This is the story of an orphan, Lu Shu. He is not any regular orphan, but a metahuman experiencing the changes in himself, his country and the world during the dawn of the magical era. Watch as Lu Shu embarks on a journey to hone his peculiar abilities together with his sister, the adorable and charismatic Lu Xiaoyu. Along the way, they’ll encounter supernatural events, obstacles and even the most powerful people in their country. How will Lu Shu make the best of his abilities and oust his never-ending list of rivals and opponents?

After getting rid of the python, Chen Fan ducked into the capsule, ready to go out and make a phone call. At present, his identity was not clear, and he had to find a way to make two identification documents. Otherwise, he would always be in the blacklist, which made it inconvenient to go anywhere.
If he wanted to get identity documents, he would ask the pirates to help. Because, in Somalia, their will was equal to the will of the government. When the electric eel returns, it could take it back from there.
Mr. Abadi's translator, when he got a call from Chen Fan, estimated that he was sleeping, and that he had been speaking in gibberish for half a day, before he realized that he should change into speaking Chinese.
"Help me to make contact with Somalia, and to obtain the identity of two countries nearby, with a passport, I will pay you $50,000 for one."
He certainly wouldn't turn down such a big amount of money, and Somalia doesn't need a dime. Even if he got an ID with Obama's picture on it, it would not be a problem. As they all looked similar, in his mind. As for the other two countries, they only needed to pay the middleman, and even then, only just a little workman money for the amount.
"What about Ethiopia and Kenya? The two countries are close to us," the translator said warmly. "We have close business dealings with each other. We don't have to worry about what's wrong with our documents, and we could fill in the details simply."
"No problem. I'll send you the photo. Age is 23 years old, the name and place of residence, you can settle for yourself." When Chen Fan wrote down the email, he said, "Can these things be done in two days? I'll have a boat passing by then, and I'll take it."
"The Somalia side would be done in a day. I'll contact them when I receive the photos. It should be ok in two days."
"Done!" After hanging up, Chen Fan hurried back to the cave, sent him the electronic photos of his last fake ID, and then controlled the electric eel to go to Libya.
Libya is about nine thousand miles from the Zhongyun, so he would reach it in two days at the current pace. In a blink of an eye, two days of a boring sea trip passed by. The electric eel made his way through the strait of Gibraltar and reached the Mediterranean in about an hour, arriving at 11:05 a.m. local time.
The Mediterranean Sea, with its rich oil and natural gas reserves, has mostly contracted to developers around the world, charging large amounts of mining fees. And just fifty-three nautical miles north of Libya, in the Graff area, is a collection of offshore drilling platforms from six countries and seventeen different companies. Among them are the famous Shell Oil and Sinopec. The annual cost of mining alone gives the Libyan government more than $10 billion in revenue.
When the sun was tilted to a 45-degree angle in the sky, the electric eel finally reached the location of the seven offshore drilling platforms that were introduced by the company. This was a large drilling rig, which was painted with bright yellow paint and had a white background with a red sun flag on top. At the side was painted the "Ida Maru assignment three" logo, which was consistent to the introduction on the website.
Seven oil wells stood in the 50-square-kilometer exclusive sea area, four of which were working, leaving the remaining three in a flameout state. After a few laps of uncertainty, Chen Fan made sure that he still controlled the electric eel, then turned around and left.
"Let's make you happy for a while, since there's no place to cry!"
By this time, the pirates had finished their identifications, and Chen Fan let them wrap it up with something waterproof and throw it into the sea. The money didn't come with it, and the pirates didn't want to transfer the money to the bank. So, after he got the money, Chen Fan sent him an email, saying that the money would be brought to him next time.
"Dear Sir, there is no need to charge for this little thing." The translator thought that the other party was not going to pay, so he had to admit his bad luck and say a few words to show his magnanimity.
When he saw this message, Chen Fan laughed, as this guy, in only 15 words, wrote wrong six of those words!
It took another two days to return to the cave, which was four and a half days since they'd left, and two and a half days before the oil bid. There were three identification cards now, all of which were small, like ID cards. The passports were two blue books, and one brown book, and the name was not known.
Luckily, the translator listed a piece of paper written in Chinese characters. It explained that the one in Mali was called Lance Camden, the one in Kenya was Kate Rozanne, and the one in Ethiopia was Nadine Aviv. The background was all fabricated, depicting Chinese descendants living in big cities.
With legal documents, the only thing left was to go to Japan and attend the bidding meeting. The absence of a visa for Japan's entry and exit administration was not a reason for him to travel to Japan, and if the police found him, he would not be admitted and repatriate.
This trip to Japan would certainly not be able to take the deep-sea submersible, otherwise, he would be suffocated in about half an hour, so he only could ride the 30-meter long luxury submarine. Thinking of waiting two and a half days was torture, as Chen Fan was ready to start tomorrow. Yet to get there, he needed to find a translator to find out the details of the bid.
If he wanted to look for a translation, he could contact the translation company from the domestic business English translation company, and let them contact the translators or overseas students from Japan. There was a translation company in Zhongyun, but Chen Fan, for the sake of caution, still went to the nearby coastal city to make contact.
..................
The next morning, at ten o'clock, in Tokyo, Japan, at a temple street near the beach, Chen Fan, who had just been wearing a diving suit, as he had just landed from the middle of the sea, after finding a big tree to hide, rapidly changed his clothes.
Tokyo is the largest city in Asia and the second largest city in the world, with most of its interior coastline being covered by artificial buildings. With that in mind, the electric eel was here for a long time, in order to find a suitable landing site.
After changing, he casually threw the diving suit to the side, then took out a GPS locator from his Armani handbag that was wrapped in plastic bag. He now had to travel three kilometers, before he arrived at a place called the public shrine primary school, to meet the business translator.
The translator was contacted by Chen Fan through the translation company, when he had gone to Tianhai yesterday. The professional business translation time was too tight, so the translation company helped to introduce him to a foreign student at the University of Tokyo, who held a certificate of Japanese grade eight and would have no problem in translating the language plagiarized from Chinese characters.
Chen Fan had now walked for an hour or so with the GPS. Arriving where he thought it should be, he looked around for the translator. As it turns out, the translation company had given him the information of a 24-year-old female graduate student, with a pair of glasses, which looked polite.
Japan is a fast-paced society. Most of the people on the road were in a hurry, so it was easy to find someone that was stationary, waiting for someone else. He was only halfway around the school gate, when he found the target, he didn't even need to make a phone call.
"Hello, are you Dai Yu?" Comparing the two materials, Chen Fan went to the girl with the ponytail, who was dressed in a white collar shirt and a silver-grey women's woolen suit.
"Yes, and you are Mr. Chen?" Dai Yu looked at him and asked in a friendly manner.
She looked not bad, much better than the picture, only her breasts were a little bit smaller. Chen Fan thought these things in his mind, then nodded and handed her the agreement.
"How long will Mr. Chen be staying in Japan?" Dai Yu smiled, then tilted her head, with a soft and weak look.
"Two or three days, as I will go to Shinjuku to settle something." Chen Fan looked at the time. "Is there a Swiss international bank nearby? If so, can you take me there now?"
"They might have one in Ginza! It's about an hour's ride from here, and Shinjuku is close to Ginza, which is more than 20 minutes away from the subway," Dai Yu said, as she stopped a cab.
"The subway?" Chen Fan repeatedly shook his head, as in his impression, the Japanese subway was a synonym for "terror". It's not that there were monsters in it, but that it was more crowded than a can of sardines.
Along the way, the two people chatted, as she told Chen Fan that she specializes in a psychology discipline. She was from Yangzhou, Jiangsu province, and signed a contract with three translation companies in China, which were responsible for some delegation business, tours, and so on, all translation work from her hometown.
A master in psychology? Chen Fan could not help but admiring, thinking how nice it was to meet such a high-level professional, and one who was working for him as a translator. He really did have a sense of achievement today!
"Do you know how to hypnotize, Miss Dai?" Sitting in the back seat of the cab, Chen Fan asked curiously. "As far as I know, the general skills of a psychology master are hypnosis, and hypnosis is a kind of psychology."
"Hypnosis is mostly used for a psychological doctor's treatment in patients with a certain mental disease. It is not as magical as described in films and television literaries. With such, the patients need to open their heart to cooperate, in order to really succeed." Dai Yu smiled and didn't answer his question directly. "If you call a person into a quiet environment, and cause them to be psychosomatically relaxed for five minutes, then hint at him to open his heart to cooperate with your words, then you whisper in his ear: 'Your arms can't lift, your arms can't lift…' then his arms would feel really heavy. But, if you tell him to strangle himself, his subconscious would immediately resist, and he might beat you up!"
"Then can you try to hypnotize me?" Chen Fan tilted his head to the window and said casually.
"Sure! You are a woman. You are a woman..." she said, shaking her finger in front of his head with a smile.
"Wow, there's an Ultraman out there!" All of a sudden, Chen Fan made a dramatic gesture and pointed to the window.
Both of them were about the same age, and they didn't lack a common language, so they kept chatting and laughing all the way. When the cab reached Ginza, Chen Fan realized that the time had passed quickly, for more than an hour!
"Ha Pui!" When he came out of the cab, he spat on the clean grey tile, not because there were too many travelers, but because he wanted to find a building upon which to leave an aggressive message. So, he was getting a tough image ready to go.
"Would you like me to take you to buy spray paint and give it a shot?" Dai Yu stood on the side and said in a casual manner, without any expression of disdain.
"No, it's not fun to be caught!" Chen Fan shook his head and rejected the tempting offer.
They spent money like water here, so of course, buildings like Citi bank, Switzerland bank, Fuji bank, and a mess a lot of banks, had an architectural style that was more and more exaggerating, as if only to reveal their deep pockets. Walking into a gray, white-tipped building, which was a Swiss bank with three silver keys in the doorway, Chen Fan took out his black bank card.
When he just wanted to go the VIP room, a sharp-eyed man in a black suit, came forward in enthusiasm, and bowed ninety degrees, saying, "Dear guests, what can I do for you?"
The expression of Dai Yu was a bit surprised, to think that Chen Fan could let a manager be so attentive, just proved that the card in his hand was not simple. In less than twenty seconds, the manager bowed 90 degrees, then took Chen Fan to the second floor VIP room.
Opening the scarlet hand-carved doors, and stepping on the German branded thick carpet, Chen Fan handed his card over, saying, "Help me prepare ten thousand Yen in cash, then register a Japanese bank card, and transfer ten million Yen inside."
There was no need of translation from Dai Yu, as there were many present, who were all proficient in the language of professional financial translation. Even on the top floor, there were different styles of rooms for distinguished guests of different nationalities.
"Oh, ya!" Chen Fan seemed to recall something, while sipping green tea, and said, "The last time I got more information from the bank on the net, it said I can change to an A card, so what is that?"
"Ah!" The hand of the female staff, who was working on the computer, suddenly shook, and then her eyes looked at him with some amorous expression, where even the foundation of her makeup could not hide her blushing feeling of favor toward him. "This is a credit card that we make specifically for customers with deposits over billions of dollars in the Swiss bank. Holding this card, you can enjoy maximum convenience provided for you, and we not only can summon a professional financial personnel to help you at any time, but we also can supply a professional bodyguard from the bank to anywhere, to provide security for you."
The A membership card that Chen Fan spoke of, when it was heard being discussed, it was like a bombshell released into the water. Not only did all the female employees now have their eyes flirting at him, but even the golden haired, big nosed key customer manager held his laptop and ran personally to Chen Fan like a fawning sycophant.
What was worth mentioning is that Chen Fan's B class membership card was a black color, and was printed with three silver safety deposit box keys. The big client manager from Switzerland told him that he now could choose any color and pattern he liked, to make the A-level membership card distinct.
Also, the card was made of a zero-magnetic wear-resistant metal, so one would not have to worry about the metal's magnetic impact on the chip. This card could not be bulletproof, or explosion-proof, but anyway, it was indeed very strong, and very durable. It was obviously made by professional manufacturing equipment in Switzerland, so one needed to wait three days, before the card was ready, and sent by air express mail. The pattern style Chen Fan still chose was black, then he added a few white auspicious cloud patterns, so it still looked good.
"By the way, do you have a hotel? I came in a hurry, and did not even make a hotel reservation." Chen Fan, sitting on a white calf leather sofa, was playing with his new Japanese bank card, and asked this question of the key customer manager next to him.
"I'm sorry, we don't have a holding hotel, but we do have a partnership with Intercontinental, Accor, Shangri-la, Hilton, and so on. We can order ahead for you and provide a prefabricated consumption mechanism. If you are staying in a hotel that does not support the international bank card, we can pay for you first, then you can only go to UBS Swiss bank website, and then you can pay it."
"What a very considerable method!" Chen Fan smiled and said, "Please help me book the Shangri-la! What about applying for private security? How do I do that?"
"This is a service that was launched two years ago, and is made for guests who are constantly traveling to different countries." The blue-eyed key customer manager tapped his laptop to switch to another document, pointing to the fierce-faced, abnormal muscled uplifted black and white man and said, "All of these bodyguards participated in the six months of rigorous training at a private security firm named Blackwater in the USA. Thus, they are proficient in driving, fighting, shooting and so on. And, many of them are recruiting veterans, generally responsible for the security and escort work of the bank, so if there is a customer in need, they can be called on. In privacy and credibility, we could ensure it in the name of the Swiss Bank. You just need to pay them 500 USD each per day, and you can get the most professional private security for your exclusive use."
"Then find me four black men, the strong ones." Chen Fan touched his chin, thinking about the $500 a day, which was several times more expensive than a domestic private bodyguard. But now, in a foreign country, there were four professional and safe black bodyguards for him, which could be used as a token to make him appear much more glamorous!
After choosing a few photos of the bodyguards, he was satisfied, and Chen Fan turned to Dai Yu and said, "Do you know English? The black men probably couldn't speak Mandarin."
Dai Yu for a long time did not say a word, thinking that using "enigmatic" or "unpredictable" would be suitable words to describe this man. She was lost in thought, wondering about this mysterious foreigner.
"Hello, hello, wake up!" Chen Fan touched her with his arm, waking her from her daydream state.
"Ah, normal communication is fine, but I might not be able to translate, if it's a technical term." In retrospect, Dai Yu looked at him with a look that seemed to say: "I have underestimated you".
"Private security here can speak Japanese, English, and the language of their hometowns!" a translator standing next to the customer manager smiled and said.


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

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