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          A strange creature is floating in the colorless space. This creature has the appearance of an eyeball, but its similarity with an eyeball stops here. Most of the creature's metallic black surface is covered by glowing circuitry lines that merge into its neon blue iris, and the color of this creature's iris is the same as the color of those circuitry lines. This creature has a light yellow pupil in the center of its iris, which is blinking in a steady interval.
          At first glance, this creature seems like a nightmarish creature that comes out of a sci-fi movie, but this creature is actually the supreme being in [Fictional Realm]. This creature is called [Administrator] and its purpose is to manage the circulation of [resource] that keeps the [Fictional Realm] stable and existing indefinitely.
          [Fictional Realm] is the name of a metaphysical realm made from mankind's collective subconscious thoughts and their beliefs about fiction. It is both illusory and reality, existing as both matter and dream.
          As the manager of the [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] dwells in the centermost of this imaginary universe. Although it never left its dwelling, [Administrator] always knows what happens in [Fictional Realm] because it is omniscient. And with [Administrator]'s authority in this imaginary universe, [Administrator] is also omnipotent. Of course, [Administrator]'s power is limited to this imaginary universe alone.
          With that, [Administrator] is an existence akin to God. No... [Administrator] is the God of this imaginary universe. It is the absolute supreme being above all overpowered fictional characters that were ever being created by mankind's ideas. And despite [Administrator]'s power is absolute, it doesn't mean [Administrator] is without an equal, and truth be told, there exists a threat against its existence…
          The natural counter of [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] — created by the jaded thought and realistic outlook of mankind who was disillusioned by their harsh reality, an existence called [Oblivion] is the natural counter of [Fictional Realm]. Although they were made from the collective subconscious of mankind, which means they share a similar origin, [Oblivion] has an advantage against [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] because of its conceptual nature — [Oblivion] exists only to erase the [Fictional Realm], a nature that presented a gross disadvantage for [Administrator] and its imaginary universe that wants to preserve their existence.
          [Administrator] has tried countless attempts to fight off the advance of [Oblivion], and yet all [Administrator]'s attempts met with utter failure. [Administrator] has sent off the strongest characters — heroes, antiheroes, and villains — from each fictional world within [Fictional Realm], but those characters ended up as insignificant nuisances against the [Oblivion], which devoured them in the blink of an eye.
          Like throwing countless eggs on the boulder's hard surface, those eggs cannot harm the boulder. Maybe, the more apt metaphor is, like throwing pebbles into an ocean. And it was nothing but a waste of resources that could be used for better things.
          Although those characters were powerful, they lacked something that could affect the [Oblivion]. And that something is the [Will of Mankind] from [Reality].
          Coming to that conclusion, [Administrator] had an idea: "What if I summon someone from [Reality]?"
          Since [Fictional Realm] and [Oblivion] were made from humanity's collective subconscious, a person from [Reality] is surely the answer for [Administrator]'s dilemma. But summoning someone from [Reality] is something easier said than done! Although [Administrator] is peerless in the scope of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] is only peerless in this imaginary universe and cannot summon a person from [Reality] through conventional means that often happened in Portal Fantasy stories. As an aside, [Administrator] intimately knows the concept of Hero Summoning from many worlds within this imaginary universe. After all, all fictional ideas that were thought out by mankind existed in this imaginary universe. And 'Portal Fantasy' is a well-known genre of fiction. There are countless worlds wherein that kind of phenomenon happened.
          Be that as it may, [Administrator] can still summon someone from [Reality], but not through the conventional means that normally happened in those 'Portal Fantasy'-based worlds. Because of the nature of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] cannot summon this person's physical body. Only this person's ego can be summoned to [Fictional Realm].
          Furthermore, summoning the ego of a person from [Reality] is an arduous and costly endeavor. [Administrator] needs to sacrifice an exorbitant amount of the [resources] generated by mankind's subconscious thoughts and beliefs. And lately, this [resource] is very scarce and enough to maintain the continuity of the [Fictional Realm] while slowing down the progress of [Oblivion].
          It is clear that [Fictional Realm] is currently in a precarious situation.
          The reason behind this [resource] deficiency is, as time progressed in [Reality], mankind collectively become stagnant and lazy because of the convenience of the modern era. They have stopped producing substantial ideas and beliefs, lacking inspiration and imagination, which are important to generate enough [resource] to sustain the [Fictional Realm]. And so, [Administrator] experienced [resource] deficiency. Still, with the mechanical precision in management, [Administrator] was able to save up the extra [resource] for an emergency. It is unclear if its savings are enough to fuel the summoning. [Administrator] has never done this, after all. There is a chance it doesn't have enough energy.
          "Regardless, I shall do it!" The desperate [Administrator] decided.
          And so, [Administrator] consumed its saved [resource] and opened a connection to the collective subconscious of mankind. And just by doing that alone has taken almost the entirety of [Administrator]'s savings, but [Administrator] soon discovers its saved [resource] isn't enough to pull someone's ego from [Reality] to the [Fictional Realm].
          "Should the energy for keeping my realm stable be used for this?" [Administrator] asked and started weighing its decision.
          If [Administrator] uses up its stored energy that must be circulated in [Fictional Realm], countless worlds will cease to exist at once. And without those worlds to slow down [Oblivion], that conceptual calamity will quickly and easily get closer to [Administrator]'s location in the centermost of the [Fictional Realm]. However, if its plan succeeds, it can stop the advance of its archenemy indefinitely.
          It is a dangerous gamble. [Oblivion] will claim it if [Administrator] makes a mistake, but it can also prolong [Fictional Realm] existence if it succeeds!
          After finding its resolve, [Administrator] discovers another problem, it can't just take anyone from [Reality]! It can't summon someone charismatic that can sway the masses, which is the kind of person [Administrator] needs the most! A person with the power to move the masses has an important connection with the collective subconscious of mankind. Someone like that has overabundant resources to fight off the [Oblivion], as well as maintaining the expenditure of [Fictional Realm]. However, that kind of person is very important in the [Reality], and [Administrator] cannot take that kind of person away from [Reality]...
          Well, truth be told, [Administrator] can summon someone like that, but it will cease to exist because of converting its existence into the required [resource] to summon such a person. In the end, [Administrator] narrowed down the list of candidates it could summon without endangering its existence...
          Somehow, all the candidates it can summon are Otaku or Weeaboo that aren't significant in [Reality]. And truth be told, [Administrator] doesn't mind that kind of people because they suit its needs. Being mindful of its expendable [resource], [Administrator] selects the candidates with the cheapest [resource] to summon them.
          From here, the candidates are Otaku and Weeaboo who don't mind getting summoned to another world — people who are delusional and dreamer — they know that being summoned to another world is something that only happens in fiction but they still wish to get the opportunity to experience that. They are people without family or significant others to tie them down in [Reality]. And they consider their life is too difficult, and they yearn to have a superpower to make their life more easy and convenient. These kinds of people are surprisingly many. And so, [Administrator] summons one randomly.
          After pulling the ego of this person, [Administrator] discovers that its connection to the subconscious of mankind has been cut off. Perhaps, it is the instinct of mankind's subconscious to protect themselves. That aside, this happening presents a bigger problem for [Administrator]. Since [Fictional Realm] was cut off from the [Reality], it wouldn't receive the [resource] to maintain the existence of [Fictional Realm]. 
          [Administrator]'s regret is bottomless, but it can do nothing about it. At least, [Administrator] has someone from [Reality] that can become a constant resource generator for [Fictional Realm]. Well, [Administrator] only grasped a lifeline here. Nevertheless, [Administrator] achieved what it sought out even though [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] is in a pinch now.
          Putting aside its regret and other irrelevant thoughts, [Administrator] begins experimenting with this person. After some time, [Administrator]'s experiments met mixed results. [Administrator] could turn this person into the generator of [resource] to replace its cut off supply from the collective subconscious of mankind. However, the resources it gained was very limited, even below the standard of a single person's worth of resource it could gain from the collective subconscious of mankind.
          However, it couldn't be helped since this person is only a mediocre person, and this person was under outside influence to stimulate his willpower. No matter, what is important is [Administrator] has realized it could cultivate this person to produce more [resource] for [Fictional Realm].
          Other than that, [Administrator] discovered that the 'something' it needs to fight off [Oblivion] can be produced by this person. However, [Administrator] cannot reproduce this 'something' because the production of this 'something' is according to this person's desire and willpower.
          Because of that, [Administrator] is helpless. It cannot just force this person to generate this... All right, let's call this 'something' as a 'vaccine' to fight off [Oblivion]. Although it has absolute omnipotence and omniscience, its power only affects this imaginary universe, and since this person came from [Reality], he is beyond [Administrator] capability to directly exploit him.
          "Was that Mankind's Free Will? Mankind is an amazing creature." Although [Administrator] cannot directly exploit this person's will, it is still feeling amazed by this human.
          After some moments, [Administrator] puts aside its amazement to this human and focuses on the more important thing, "The best method to cultivate this person's willpower is the reward and punishment method. It can also make him cooperative, I suppose. All right, I shall prepare the tool to help this person's cultivation. First, I shall prepare a system that will help cultivate his willpower and make him cooperative to my cause..."
          There are many fictional worlds within [Fictional Realm] with the protagonist — also called the World's Chosen One or Fate's Chew Toy  —  possessing a system. Using one of those systems as the template is an easy thing to do. After tailoring a system, it is the time to pick out a world to transmigrate the ego of this person, and [Administrator] picks out a world it thinks this person will like to be in. Then, it sends the ego of this person to inhabits its new body.
          Afterward, [Administrator] only needs to wait for this person's development...

Reincarnated in the world of anime, acquiring a system, having no responsibility other than thinning out the ever-present 'monsters', getting the opportunity to become powerful and travel to other fictional worlds, and can do anything you wish... even if you want to make all pretty woman yours, conquer or destroy worlds, and other crazy stuff...

Are those things worthy of being a slave in all but name for a higher being for eternity?

Well, let's find the protagonist's thoughts about it in this story!

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In the Beginning, Darkness was over the surface of the Deep. In that deep was a transparent soul floating aimlessly on that boundless void. That soul looked like a bright star, which illuminates the void. That shining soul was in a deep slumber not knowing where it is. Then another light that comes to that void out of nowhere, and start morphing into a humanoid shape. An hourglass figure with graceful features. She has long golden hair, a light green eyes and a golden halo that float behind her. There is one thing that will come to anyone who would see her «GODDESS». 
She looked at the soul who should be extinguished in this void of nothingness, but kept moving without anything happened to her with a gentle look on her face.
"It is truly amusing for a soul to keep existing in void realm. Normally anything here will be shredded until nothing remain, but this kind soul is still intact. It seems it did great deeds in its life. Nevertheless, it quit surprising to be here without anything happened to it."
With that said she extended her hand toward that soul, garb it in her hand and leaved the void.
>\/<
"As you see you are dead Toujou Tatsuya-san." said the goddess to a golden haired boy with deep red eyes in front of her.
"I see!!! However, recalling what happened, I guess I don't regret what I did back there. If I the same happened once again I will sacrifice myself to save the others. Although I did not make it to the finals but that doesn't matter now. So what is gonna happen? Heaven? Hell? Or I will be reincarnated to my world?" He said while looking her.
"Unfortunately, you can't reincarnated to your world, I am really sorry. However, I can reincarnate you to one of those fictional worlds you know about. In addition, I can guarantee you any wishes you want as long as it is reasonable one, but in exchange, I will take your Karma. Alternatively, you can choose to enter the Samsara Cycle and be reincarnated in a random world. So what is your choice? Take your time and think carefully about your own decision."
Our young protagonist start pounding over the choices he was given. Certainly, he was tempted by her offer to be sent to another world; after all, he read many of those Isekai Light Novels and Fanfictions. He read so many of those novels to the point he wished to be sent there. Moreover, he was a professional gamer especially in VRMMO games. He was once hailed as the BATTLE GOD in the PRO CIRCLE. So he was thinking about which world he want be reincarnated in. While he was recalling those fictional works he read before he stumped at specific work, it was one of his favorite. He was dreaming to be there fighting those fictional beings inside this work, just the thought of that would make him get an adrenaline rush. Thus, before he participate in any game event he would read a volume so he can lay waste on his opponents. He liked it to the point that when he won one of those event, he was given the right to create any special tool he want. Therefore, he created what would be known later as the ultimate tool that destroy gods and demons based on the tools in this work. The name of the work is High School DxD written by Ishibumi Ichiei. 
"I made my mind. I want to reincarnate in DxD world 19 years before the plot starts. So how many wishes I can get with my Karma" Finally, he made his choice so he looked at the Goddess and stated his choice.
"You know you have a huge amount of Karma, so with that taken you got 7 to 10 wishes."
"Alright! First thing first, I want a Perpetual Mana Generator like that in A Commonplace Story of Overpowered Sorcerer Fanfic novel. Second, I want the ultimate skill Creation Lord Ahura Mazda & the origin skill Information King Akashic Records from That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime Light Novel. Third, I want the Boosted Gear. Fourth, I want to have a tool I created in my Computer. Fifth, I want a Physique that allows me to handle any type of energy and adaptable to any changes I experience. Sixth, I want S-Cells of ancient Saiyan, as those cells would make anyone's fighting potential limitless. And Finally, I want my own dimension bounded to me" He released a sigh finally finishing his list of wishes and waiting for her response.
"You sure are greedy & cunning one young Tatsuya!" the Goddess replied looking at the young boy.
"What can I say. I was tempted by you offer so I decide to go full drive on my wishes. So are those acceptable or there should be some changes?" 
"Actually your wishes burned all your Karma points especially the second and fifth wishes burned more than half of them. So your wishes has been fulfilled and for your fifth wish, I will give you the Origin Physique; this one is the beginning of every physiques so it will suit you better. Now that you have got what asked for it is time to send you there." As she said that, a portal opened behind his back and sucked him.
"Enjoy your new life young boy" she said as she also disappeared from there.

Follow the journey of young boy named Toujou Tatsuya crossing the worlds and fighting many foes across the multiverses with his Allies.

This work is inspired by : God succession system by Mr.Harry_Dresden, How to survive in the World DxD with Fragment Memories by CompleteNoob-san


DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING IN THIS FANFIC EXCEPT MY OWN STORY AND CHARACTERS.

The Lunar Colony Ground Command enter was bustling.
Today was a historic day. The nuclear fusion generator placed on the surface of the Moon would officially be powered on. It not only meant that the shortage of electricity in the Lunar Colony would no longer be a problem, it also signaled that the excess power could be sent to Celestial City through long-distance power transmission and then to Earth.
"Ready?"
"Of course."
"Let's get started." Jiang Chen nodded and gestured to Kelvin that he could start.
The entire command center was like clockwork. Everyone all put ten times and twenty times their usual effort and fought in their positions. The parameters on the big screen in the center were flashing, and the nuclear fusion generator a few hundred thousand kilometers away was monitored here.
"The magnetic confinement device has been activated and helium-3 fuel has been loaded into the reaction chamber!"
"The magnetic confinement device is operating normally."
"The super fluid thermal cycler is activated... operation is stable."
"Deuterium fuel is loaded!"
"..."
"Ignition!"
All the lights turned green, and Kevlin immediately pressed the red button. In the holographic screen, the progress bars were instantaneously filled, and the power output instantly reached an astounding 5,000MW. In the spherical reaction chamber dozens of kilometers away, the magnetic confinement device already turned into a blinding ball of light, and its internal reaction temperature reached an extraordinary ten million degrees!
It was no exaggeration to say it was a small Sun.
If the violently reacting atoms broke through the magnetic confinement, its power would be no less than the detonation of a million TNT-equivalent hydrogen bombs. If it were placed on the Earth, it would be enough to erase a metropolitan from the map.
However, everyone had full confidence in the device.
As early as the completion of Penglai City, Celestial Trade already secretly put the nuclear fusion generator into operation. It was also not their first time initializing a nuclear fusion generator set, the difference was that the nuclear fusion generator was manufactured by Future Heavy Industries and located hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
5,000MW was far from the limit of this nuclear fusion generator set. As the fuel tank continued to be filled, the output power of the electric energy climbed higher. The reaction temperature also exceeded 15 million degrees, and after a slight fall, it stabilized at 14 million degrees.
Kevlin sighed in relief and a smile finally landed on his face. He picked up the intercom on his shoulder and announced to everyone.
"No. 01 nuclear fusion generator is successfully in operation!"
There was a burst of cheers in the command center, and the staff members walked down from their positions, cheering and celebrating.
Jiang Chen was also delighted.
Unlike most nuclear power plants, Celestial Trade abandoned the inefficient steam turbine power generation design after absorbing the apocyalpse's technology. Now, they used a more advanced thermal ion reactor.
To put it simply, the cathode and anode poles were connected by wires, the cathode was heated to release the electron beam, and the anode absorbed electrons to form a circulating circuit. However, the whole set of equipment was certainly not as simple as its description. Just like a simple nuclear power station generated electricity by boiling water, the technical expertise involved was far more than just boiling water.
How to solve the power generation limitation, how to recycle the heat absorbed by the anode and use for power generation... These were the problems that needed to be solved by the modern world. If the world didn't go on a tangent, then in another thirty to fifty years, controlled nuclear fusion technology would also be born here, and most would still be using steam turbines to generate electricity. Just because neutrons could easily be absorbed by light materials, a second-loop heat exchanger could be eliminated compared to nuclear fission.
At the same time, the same cheers also happened on the Lunar Colony hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
A steady stream of electricity was transferred from the nuclear fusion generator to various parts of the colony, replacing solar generators that had to rest for two weeks after four weeks. The reaction temperature reached its limit and the fusion reaction could continue as long as the supply of fuel in the reaction chamber was maintained.
Although the tens of millions of degrees of high temperature was startling, this generator was far safer than the generator set of any nuclear power plant in the world. The thermonuclear reaction between helium-3 and deunterium only generated protons without radioactivity, so the use of helium-3 as an energy source didn't produce radiation, and even if an accident occured, the cost of rescue would be low.
In the worst case, due to the lack of oxygen on the Moon, and even if the reactor experienced a catstrohpic explosion, there would be no shock wave. The killing effect of nuclear weapons in a vacuum environment is extremely limited, far less intimidating than its TNT-equivalency.
"Congratulations." Jiang Chen smiled and shook Kelvin's hand. "Excellent execution."
"Thanks to for your confidence." Kelvin accepted the praise humbly.
After a pause, Jiang Chen continued.
"I intend to reorganize some of the business units of Celestial Trade."
Kevlin looked at Jiang Chen, puzzled. He didn't understand why he was telling him this. The Space Launch Center he managed was only a part of Celestial Trade and although it almost had no budget constraints, it was still owned by Celestial Trade.
Jiang Chen did not explain, but went on.
"The restructuring is mainly in the aerospace business. The rankings of the Space Launch Center will be cancelled and replaced by the newly established space department. The department is responsible for the Colonization Program and all projects in the group that involve the development of outer space resources."
"And I hope that you can serve the manager of the space department,"
Kelvin took a moment to digest his word before he was overwhelmed by joy.
"Thank you for your trust, I will not let you down!"
Jiang Chen smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"I believe you won't let me down."
...
In mid-February, Celestial Trade spent 2 billion XND to acquire Pannu Power Company, which supplied power to all of Pannu Islands, and changed its name to Global Power Company, integrating its power generation companies and power grid units in Xin.
At the same time, the engineering ship of Celestial Trade once again sailed to the equator and started construction under the base station of the space elevator. It was ambitiously preparing to build a submarine cable extending from the equator line to Ange Island and merge it into the national grid of Xin.
Everything was paving the way for long-distance power transmission for the lunar nuclear power plant.
Jiang Chen apparently was not satisfied with just the domestic electricity market. At the same time as the construction of the submarine cable, he engaged in negotiations with the governments of Moro and Country F to open up their own electricity market.
With almost no hurdles, Jiang Chen easily convinced these two countries. Both Country F and Moro had agreed to cooperate with Xin to build transnational submarine cables and integrate them into the national grid. The electricity cost of Country F was the highest in the world, and was the definition of the poor getting poorer. Of course, they couldn't refuse Celestial Trade that could lower their electricity bill.
What's more, they didn't have the confidence to reject. The force of Celestial Trade had yet to complete its withdraw from City M.
As for Moro, Santos simply recognized himself as a younger brother, why would he refuse the request of the sovereign state? What's more, the recent rise in oil prices meant that the oil import nation was facing an imminent energy crisis, how could he reject his savior Jiang Chen?
After wooing Country F and Moro, Jiang Chen then began discussions with Malayasia...


After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse.
If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation.
But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven.
Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere.
What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day.
iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom?
Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat.
Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time... 


As a foot-long baby fish, the maximum liquor Lil Pea could withstand was between one to two drops. The basement in Becky's house once stacked at least 10 tons of spirits, and even though the vats had been removed, there was a still a strong smell of wine. Lil Pea became woozy in no time. When she finally left the basement, she was still groggy for a long while. She conjured a pair of sacred flames and giggled, offering the flames to anyone she saw. In the end, Nangong Wuyue found herself out of options. She summoned an aqua sphere and put the little one inside of it.
Seeing Lil Pea making flames with her hands, Becky found it incredible. "Mr. Landlord, looks like your daughter's learned many things, eh? Sanba taught her?"
Hao Ren forced a smile and looked around Becky's living room. The last time he was there was more than a month ago. However, due to their busy schedule and a series of major incidents, it seemed as though time crawled. He felt at home when he finally saw the familiar Hollettan style surroundings and the mercenary girl. There were some changes in Becky's house; the most eye-catching one was the addition of a 42-inch LCD TV in the center of her living room, and a laptop on the writing desk next to the TV. When these two things sat among a pile of exotic furniture, the contrast was nothing short of artistic…
Meanwhile, Becky had already informed Ophra about the arrival of "reinforcements" through a dedicated magic communication device. She then turned to greet them, "Everyone, please take a seat while we wait for Marshal Ophra to arrive. It's a big deal this time. Let's lay out our plans before we do anything."
Everyone was seated and the maid brought refreshments to everyone. The maroon-haired maid had probably come to work at Becky's home recently. She was an unfamiliar face and seemed to be very curious about the strange guests who emerged out of the basement. From time to time, she quietly observed these people from the corner of her eyes as they chatted jovially with the "Legendary Mercenary". Hao Ren gave the maid a friendly smile. He then pointed to the TV and computer in the living room. "You have a very rich life here. Have you gotten used to using them?"
"Yeah, now my life depends on them." Becky smiled. "Thank you for sending these things over. The life of a noble here's totally horrible… There are feasts and cocktail parties all the time, sometimes the King would summon me to discuss some really serious business that I can't understand. It's not as fun as going to the ruins and risking our lives in the past."
"Who was the one bursting with excitement about being a noble back then?" Lily teased. "And, boasting for hours in banquets all the time, without needing to drink a single drop of water."
Becky twisted the corner of her lips. "The excitement has worn off. Now I'd rather watch cartoons than go to those parties."
Y'zaks was studying Becky's TV and computer curiously. He noticed that they were placed on modified traditional Hollettan furniture, but to accommodate cabling and parts, they were carefully modified so that cables could be routed from the underside of the furniture to a sparkling alchemy device nearby. Y'zaks was full of curiosity. "You didn't use the generator that we gave you? Why did you change the equipment?"
"The generator was too noisy and it experienced a little problem. The dark elven technicians haven't been able to fix it even after fiddling with it for days. So, I got myself something more innovative," said Becky proudly. "This thing's linked to a magic circle behind the house. I asked the vice president of the Mage Association to make it, modify the magic formula of the lightning trap, and improve the energy cycle as well as the supply mechanism. That way, it could produce a stable current output. Then, using druse to produce the voltage regulator and transformer, coupled with an alchemical AC-DC converter... the power supply problem was solved."
Hao Ren was dumbfounded. He did not understand how that magic worked, but he could somehow see that Becky had seemingly done an incredible thing!
Just as he expected, Becky continued, "We also have many awesome alchemy technologies here. They're applied in things like long-distance communication, public lighting, ventilation ducts and the drainage pumps used in mines. However, their applications aren't that common. Nevertheless, some scholars call this energy conversion system that the vice president and I made a… Control on Energy Standards. The King's going to allocate funds to study this thing… Why are you people staring at me?"
Lily sized up Becky, saying, "Finally someone's done what traverser should do. So apparently you're the protagonist?"
Becky was confused. 
Meanwhile, Hao Ren lamented quietly. He had been going around worlds with his bunch of weirdoes, traveling to countless alien planets. By that standard of traversing, they were already at the apex of the definition, yet they had not done a single thing a traverser would have supposedly done—build alien infrastructure, conquer the world, hold alien exercises, even spread paper-and glass-making as well as metallurgy. Hao Ren had always thought that his was the true style of a traverser; little did he expect to see the real template of a traverser to actually be Becky herself. He could not help but recall the moment Becky arrived at his home; she said she would like to start an inter-world trade and build up her influence...
"You're on the wrong boat." Hao Ren sighed as he patted Becky on the shoulder, lamenting, "You'd at least be a protagonist in any other team, and live to the end of the script."
Becky still could not make head or tail of it. 
Bored, Nangong Wuyue went to fiddle with Becky's laptop. She was curious to know what website a person in the Otherworld would surf. After scrolling a few pages, she shouted, "What are you doing browsing Taobao in this world?"
Becky plastered a smile on her face. "Just for fun… Can you bring over some food factories the next time you come?"
"Let's not talk about that now. Shall we focus on the matter of the Cult of Origination?" Hao Ren smiled and motioned Becky to be more serious. "Haven't you heard anything on your side? Any progress?"
Speaking of the Cult of Origination, Becky turned serious. She sat up straight and winked at the servants in the living room. The servants immediately closed the door and left. Only then did Becky say, "Let me start from the beginning. After you left, the whole continent started a campaign to hunt the Cult of Origination and other similar cults. Holletta was not the only one at it. The Northern Empire and the surrounding tribal countries were doing the same."
"That's quite a scale." Vivian was a bit surprised. "Wasn't it supposed to be confined to Holletta?"
"That's because two major events attracted the attention of all the people in the world. The first event was the two 'miracles' you did, i.e. lifting the Volcano of Dusk and the Giant Tree of Life into the sky. The Disciples of Glory took that opportunity to spread the news, saying that the power of the goddess had returned to the world and began to punish the heretics; they took this opportunity to launch a crusade against the Cult of Origination. The second event was the Royal City assassination incident. The post-narrative of this incident was that the goddess had intervened directly with her divine power to protect the Pope, thwarting the spell of the cult instantly. However, this incident still shocked the countries in this world. As you know, the Disciples of Glory is the only recognized Orthodox Church in this world. The Pope is deemed the pope of the whole world. His attempted assassination shocked the believers all over. Whether they like it or not, all countries in this world started to hunt the Cult of Origination," said Becky, revealing a smile. "The incident has transpired in a way that's a little beyond our expectation, but overall, it's in the right direction. The Cult of Origination has developed their influence outside the Kingdom of Holletta. They remain mainly active in Holletta because most of the relics of the goddess are in the kingdom, but they've also established a number of strongholds outside..."
Speaking of this, Becky took out a large map from under the table and laid the map open. There were many small dots on the map. Becky pointed at the marks. "The Northern Empire has discovered that a spinoff of the Cult of Origination, the Holy Church of Origins, has spread to the Darzin Province. There are secret altars and activities of the Holy Church of Origin in the werewolf tribal nation, the dark elven enclaves, and Eventide, the city of the Blood Clan. To tell you the truth, even the Pope was shocked. Marshal Ophra has also lamented that the Cult of Origination is becoming scarier than ever, that they're like a thousand-year-old thorn (a plant native to Holletta); the part above the ground may not be very obvious, but underground is an endless web of roots. But fortunately, people all over the world are joining efforts; they're almost done digging up the roots."
Lily looked at the map and said, "Becky, after not seeing you in such a long time, you suddenly look like an expert with the map."
Becky scratched her hair and smirked. "With this prop in hand, it's easier to get close to her when she's here."
Hao Ren had expected this. He could not help but sigh. "You're really persistent, eh? I think you two should just become lezzies."
Becky blushed. "Marshal Ophra is an ancient species and she's highly drug-resistant. It's not easy to drug her…"
Everyone was shocked beyond words.


As a person who is down-to-earth as well as a good Samaritan, Hao Ren desires to live the rest of his life as a benevolent landlord. Stumbling into a curious yet mysterious lady, he began his journey of “collecting” abnormal and supernatural tenants. 
His life only became more chaotic when he receives a labor contract from “God”. Discover the many races, myths and worlds that lie beyond what humans define as normal! This bizzare fantasy full of fun is sure to bring you on a crazy rollercoaster of emotions!

Joshua smiled with satisfaction as he leaned back in his piloting chair inside his personal simulator pod. After months of grinding up the ranks, he finally broke past the Bronze League and entered the Silver League. For a teenager of his age, reaching such a height was impressive. Only the top 3% of the potentates in his grade matched or surpassed this result.

"Aw man, you've finally promoted. Looks like we won't be playing together for a while." Triceratopsss whined over the comm.

Joshua, or TheSeventhSnake in the game, smiled back at his friend. "Hey, at least you won't be taking too long to follow me up. You've been showing plenty of improvement."

"I got more time to hop in the game now that summer break is here. I mean, the mech classes are fine and all, but a real match always beats a dry lecture."

While Joshua didn't entirely agree, he kept his opinions mum. "I'm going to go pick out a new mech to play with the big boys. Are you interested in helping me choose?"

"Nah. I got to go eat dinner soon. See ya later, pal."

As both of them went their separate ways, Joshua entered the market district of the game. He approached a familiar holographic panel and set the category of the items from 1-star junk to 2-star mechs.

The machines that appeared in front of him roused his interests. The mechs all looked bigger, leaner or more ferocious than their more primitive counterparts. He long dreamed of piloting a more powerful machine than his favorite Seraphim. While the flier was a great machine, he came to grow frustrated at the mech's extensive limitations. Joshua longed to free himself from those chains.

As he browsed through the many light fliers the catalog held, a recommendation attracted his eyes. The market interface pointed out a new 2-star mech to him. One designed by a familiar name.

"Chasing Clouds? So that's what you've been up to. No wonder I haven't seen any 1-star designs from your account."

Joshua regretted not piloting anything new from the upstart designer. Though his products were never the best performers in their categories, they all possessed plenty of character. It also helped they both came from the same planet.

He looked at the latest product the fellow Cloudsman released. When his view was filled with the shiny chrome exterior of the variant called Mist Prowler, Joshua was blown aback.

"It's just like the Seraphim."

He did not refer to technical aspects when he compared their designs. The Seraphim was a light flier that mainly relied on a marksman rifle to harass enemies from afar. He only got in close to melee range if he needed to change his strategy.

This Mist Prowler on the other hand lacked any flight capabilities. Not only was it a weight class heavier, it also packed more power in its limbs, allowing it to run fairly fast for a medium and dodge about with almost unprecedented response time. It largely mimicked the nimbleness of light mechs while possessing the power of a medium mech. This helps with adding strength to its melee attacks, which this urban combat mech primarily relied upon.

No, despite their differences, they emanate a similar presence despite their different playstyles. Joshua was probably the most intimate Seraphim in the game, so he had a nose for these kinds of things. The Mist Prowler was just as aggressive as the Seraphim, only in a different flavor. Whereas the Seraphim sought to seek and destroy the enemy in the most direct fashion possible, the Mist Prowler was content to drag out the hunt and slowly envelop their opponents.

"Hm, that's strange. What's with the stealth option?"

Adding a particle ejector to a hunter or ambush type mech wasn't unusual. But Joshua couldn't figure out why the designer added it to a mech with such a bright and shiny chrome finish.

Then he noted the designer incorporated his practically trademark Cloud Festive Generator right next to the ejector. "Ah, so that's why."

Joshua had a lot of fun playing around with the Cloud Generator. It made him the envy of his friends whenever they teamed up. Though it served no practical purpose and often attracted the enemy to him, he liked to arrive on the battlefield in a bombastic fashion. He loved using it to play games with his opponent's minds.

The mech was different from anything he played before, so he considered whether it was useful to purchase this mech. As his first 2-star mech, he wanted to pilot something familiar so he could leverage his best skills immediately. If he picked the wrong mech to start his career in the Silver League, he might lose too many matches, causing his hard-earned rank to demote. That would be a disaster.

"It's from Chasing Clouds. I don't think he'd release something crappy."

He trusted the designer. He sometimes felt there was a connection between them, an intimacy many pilots had for their favorite designers. Sometimes they became so enthusiastic they resembled fanboys and fangirls. Joshua liked to think he wasn't so blind, so he took the time to scour over the specs and look over the simulations of the variant before making his purchase.

"Ah what the heck, who am I kidding. I'm totally going to buy this mech anyway."

Though the hefty credit price was a step up from the dirt-cheap 1-star mechs, Joshua never paid attention to even eye-popping prices. With a quick credit transfer, Joshua now owned the first handmade Mist Prowler.

As Joshua returned to his private area and entered the mech stables, he could feel the presence of the Mist Prowler. It demanded attention even as it wanted to stay unnoticed. The dichotomy easily caused confusion, but Joshua only felt more intimate towards his new mech. He understood the designer's philosophy, having mastered the Seraphim. No matter how much the designer tried to make a subtle mech, he just couldn't resist showing off. Why else did he include cloud generators and bright colors?

After a brief time of familiarizing himself with the new mech's controls, he threw himself into matchmaking. As he wanted to put his mech to its paces, he chose to enter the gigantic Wartorn Instances mode. Even the smallest 50v50 map possessed plenty of space for him to work his magic without bumping into too many people.

The game finished matching enough players together, causing them all to enter their team's lobby. Joshua took a look around. This was his first match in Silver and he knew that he wasn't playing with people from Cloudy Curtain anymore. Once a player graduated from Bronze, the entire galaxy opened up to them allowing them to play with people tens of thousands of light-years away.

A big and bulky spider mech stood in the center of the room. The small crown hovering over its head demanded everyone's attention.

"Alright guys, I'm NotchedHalberd, and I'll be your captain for this match." A young man's voice spoke out from the team channel. "As we're all playing in the Silver League, I won't bore you with complicated plans. I know only 10% of you will even listen to me. Instead, I just want you to keep one thing in mind: don't all rush forward when the hatch opens up. We artillery mechs need some help fending off the enemy scouts."

Whether much of their team followed this advice, Joshua wasn't hopeful. In fact, he planned to ditch his teammates and find an empty zone to hunt for prey. He could only really stretch his new mech's capabilities by fighting without distractions.

The map eventually loaded and caused the bay doors to open. The map revealed itself to be a hot desert canyon like map. Groans issued out from most of the mech pilots, especially those that relied heavily on energy weapons.

"Fuck! It's Scorched Canyon!"

"Goddammit, it's so hot you can cook an egg on a rock. Who the fuck thought of this stupid scenario? There's nothing here that's worth fighting for!"

"90% of my loadout is based on lasers. I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to sit here and afk for a while."

Hot environments impacted energy-dependent mechs disproportionately. In the real universe, mech outfits tailored their mechs to the local environment in advance. Unfortunately, Iron Spirit's matchmaking kept the map the players had to contest over a secret until the match finally started. This always caused some mech pilots to wallow in misfortune while others danced with glee.

Joshua also plastered a smile on his face. While the Mist Prowler was not set up to fight in deserts, it nevertheless held a slight advantage. His mech's offensive power only consisted of a few melee weapons. The lack of any wrist or shoulder-mounted weapons limited Joshua's offensive options, but honed his mech's strengths in a couple of categories that could be fully exploited in the coming match.

"Don't let the enemy bastards take over all of the top ridges!"

The Scorched Canyon map featured an unusual layout with many winding cliffs and canyons. The final objective of this map was to conquer and hold an ancient alien ruin situated in a deep valley in the middle of a lot of cliffs. Holding the nearby high ground was essential in either sieging the valley or preventing the enemy from taking advantage of them. However, the top plateaus were inaccessible to all but flight mechs. Their presence was essential in taking over the map.

Joshua raced forward and grew more in tune with his mech as he did so. His first movements looked awkward, but he quickly got used to the unusual balance of his agile mech. By the time he traversed halfway to the valley, he could easily dodge pass rocks and other obstacles in his way.

A couple of mechs that traveled in the same direction as him veered off as they entered a narrower route that brought them to the flanks of the valley. Unlike many others, Joshua continued to head straight towards the center.

"Hey noob! It's dangerous if you go into the ruins!"

"He's dead already."

"The fucking loser probably doesn't know how this map works at all."

The risks were exceedingly high if he entered the valley too early, but Joshua could rely on his mech to pull through. The Mist Prowler crossed the wide open space with a sprint that neared the speed of the fastest medium mechs.

Unfortunately, its shiny exterior easily reflected the bright sun in the sky, drawing all sorts of unsavory eyes at him. The scouts that have already reached the nearby ridges grew red, and those with ranged weapons started to fire potshots at him. At this range, the chances of getting hit was minimal, but Joshua didn't enjoy the experience.

Incredibly, he managed to dodge all but a couple of glancing blows. The pressure of incoming fire was a powerful motivator to mastering the Mist Prowler's quirks. His mech practically danced through the hazards with only a few scuffs marks from accurate laser fire. Even the onlookers from his own team popped out their eyes.

Once Joshua reached the midst of the ruins, he was able to use the tall stone structures to break line of sight. Though the enemy could keep raining down fire, damaging the ruins penalized their team's final score. Only by employing scouts and spotters to feed accurate coordinates would teams be able to bombard an enemy occupant without causing excessive collateral damage.

"The first part is over." Joshua sighed as he came down from the high. Though he only piloted his new mech for a short while, he already felt it moved like his own body, but even better. The mech's amazing mix of speed, agility and strength made this mech a great close combat mech. Now that he cast the bait, he only needed to wait until an enemy approached.

Joshua got his first customer. A three-man team of light scouts hastily entered the ruins from the other side. His own team tried to punish their brazen approach and succeeded in scratching their paint at the very least. One mech even suffered a malfunction in his rifle when it got blown apart by a lucky shell.

Ordinarily, a speed-based medium mech preferred not to tangle with light mechs. They moved faster than them while possessing similar amounts of offensive power. The disparity in armor could be negated entirely if the light mechs could use their speed advantage to stay out of reach. This disparity widened the medium mech possessed no ranged weapons.

The Mist Prowler unfortunately lacked even a pistol.

"No matter. These ruins will be my best friend."

The ancient and extensive alien ruins represented the closest urban combat environment in the map. While he could also play around in rock-littered canyons, the spaces there were just a little too small. While the Mist Prowler excelled in complex environments, they needed a certain amount of room to maneuver, which most narrow canyons lacked.

As the three scuffed light mechs crossed over to the other side of the ruins, Joshua prepared for their arrival. He held no hope in hiding his mech from their superior sensors. Instead, he walked his mech around and chose a suitable area to make his stand.

The Mist Prowler was not a mech that enjoyed letting his enemies come to him. By choosing to set up at busy street, he could use the plentiful structures to block the enemy's field of view and force them to come closer. Like a spider sitting in the middle of his web, Joshua waited for the mechs to fall into his range.

When the first of the light mechs stepped into the narrower street, Joshua initiated his plan. He activated his particle ejector, which instantly blasted an entire canister's worth of sensor-blocking junk in the air. The cloud generator also did its work by pumping out a generous amount of psychedelic vapor.

The modules expended their payloads rapidly, causing a couple of blocks of streets to be obscured from optical as well as many other types of sensors. This not only blinded the light mechs, it also prevented onlookers from above or below to interfere with Joshua's hunt.

He grinned as he felt his anticipation grow. Having mapped the surrounding streets before, Joshua slowly piloted his mech forward. The mech's footsteps weren't exactly subtle, but the panicking light mechs allowed him to get in close.

The mech with the damaged laser rifle showed up in front of Joshua first. The Mist Prowler came out far too sudden for the enemy mech to respond in time. Its shiny exterior reflected all kinds of bright and crazy colors due to the rays passing through the colorful vapor. In fact, the effect worked even better than traditional camouflage.

"Death!" Joshua yelled as he urged his nimble mech to thrust forward with its spear.

The force behind his approach was incredible, but the light mech was no slouch either. The enemy pilot bent his mech to the side, causing the spearhead to penetrate the edge of its waist but no deeper.

"That's not all I got!"

Usually, a mech that put most of its forward momentum in a weapon thrust left itself open to retaliation. Joshua merely pushed his Mist Prowler to jump sideways with the enemy and allow the spear to slash the light mech again.

The force behind the second blow wasn't too much, but Joshua was able to control his strike to hit the damaged section again. Few other mechs could achieve such acrobatics.

The spearhead carved through the light mech's armor like a hot knife through butter. The fatal hit allowed the spearhead to wreck a couple of components near its engine. Not enough to take it out entirely, but enough to slow down the light mech's mobility.

"He's here! Come and save me!" The enemy pilot yelled out in the open as he was unable to connect with his teammates with all the interference in the air.

"You'll be dead before they come!"

The light mech tried to turn the tables on the Mist Prowler by diving forwards within the spear's reach. However, Joshua skillfully spun the spear with remarkable dexterity and knocked the light mech's stride off-track with a smack. With another spin he slashed his spear at the enemy's arm, but the lack of power and momentum behind the hasty blow only caused the armor to get cut.

Joshua was a little frustrated with the spear. It worked great if he could build up his speed and stab forward with the incredible weight of his mech behind the blow. Close in like this and it felt more like an unnecessary burden. Therefore he simply dropped it and pulled out the Mist Prowler's heated knives from their holster.

With a pair of hot blades in its hands, the medium mech surged forward in pursuit. The light mech scrambled to parry one knife, only to let the other make a shallow stab in its chest. Before the light mech could pull out, Joshua kept up his barrage and pressed his opponent relentlessly.

One of his knives finally dug past the chest armor and tore a deep gash in the light mech's power reactor.

"Urgh! Fuck! He got me!"

With its mobility impaired and a faltering power reactor, the light mech was practically dead in the water. A couple of follow ups finished off the poor mech.

"First kill." Joshua licked his lips. He started to like this new playstyle. Though the thick mist of particles and colors made it difficult for him to seek out his opponents, they also had a hard time bumping into him.

He realized that using the particle generator on an unsuspecting group negated their numerical advantage. As long as they weren't too close, his mech could take all the time in the world to defeat them one by one.

With only instincts and luck guiding him to his next prey, Joshua led his Mist Prowler deeper into the hazy fog. He had two more mechs to hunt down before the particles sank down onto the earth.

"Heh. What Silver League?" He mocked. "Within my mist, they're dead men walking."

Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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"Yes, when you see the area of influence that someone creates there are certain laws that are created at the same time. Before a field is created you first have to decide how you want the area to function. For you, this has been a subconscious matter based on what you needed, but for a skilled user, they can actively set how it will function. This allows the ability to defy the natural laws because our powers project a field that can overwrite any hardcoded law that exists. This can allow for the creation of anything including your fantasies that you read. However, it is important to remember that once the field is created you can't change the laws. You have to shut down the field and rebuild it to change the laws. So if you did not remember to allow for the air density to be altered so you can walk in the air, it won't be possible."
Yuki's head was starting to spin around making him wobble with his eyes losing focus. He was hearing so many words and explanations that they were going in and out of his mind too quickly to understand. 
"Air density… Law… Fields… Subconscious…" 
Yuki did not realize how complex a power the Kasou-ryoku truly was and now that he was getting a taste of it being able to control it seemed even further out of reach for him.
Ayumi gave an aspirated sighed to Yuki's reactions and took pause to rethink her approach. 
"In simpler terms, each field has rules you make that allow for the powers you want to have in a given situation, but you can't break the rules or change them. So if you want new rules you have to start over. So plan ahead." 
She stared at Yuki with an almost demanding look of expectation. 
"Understand?"
He raised his hand up to his head-scratching and rubbing through his hair as he was trying to process it all. 
"I guess so. So you're saying that if I have magic, but want to do energy attacks I can't unless I restart? That seems pretty lame. Why can't it be flexible?"
"The fields we create go against nature itself, changing its properties is not that simple. It's not possible to maintain a stable field with changing laws, it'll collapse." 
The entire idea was very abstract and she knew it, but if Yuki was going to improve or grow he would need to understand what his power can do. This was all about control and focus which was not necessary at the beginning. 
However, Ayumi was running out of time and the assassins would be coming for Yuki at an even greater rate now that they knew where to find him. She did not have the luxury to wait until he could fully summon his field reliably before progressing on. All of this normally followed an order, but it was screwed up due to their situation.
Ayumi looked over towards Yuki to know where he was at in taking all of the information in. 
"There is one more thing I should tell you now when speaking about making laws. It's about yourself."
Yuki had been looking at the ground finally understanding at some level what Ayumi had been getting at with her long explanation. When he thought about it the whole thing made a lot more sense than just being a random generator of fictional things. However, he tilted his head over to Ayumi seeing a very serious expression in her eyes. 
"Me? What do you mean?"
"Our powers can't be used to change ourselves. We can't make ourselves stronger, heal faster or immortal."
"Huh? But how is that so since it is I seen you use energy attacks and it's possible to use magic and such. Doesn't that change us?"
"We are a normal human being even during that. It is all external and not internal. The powers are created from the will of our minds. But that is not what I wanted to remind you about. We are normal human beings with only our physical abilities to protect us. So it is important to always protect yourself from the enemy because even a normal human with a gun could kill you if you don't have defenses."
The mortality of his own life had already been called several times for him, but he had never thought about how he changed with his field being active. 
"So even with the Kino…" 
He pulled up his hands staring at them trying to take it in and thinking about every time that Ayumi had fought. Each time she went into a battle she was risking her life as an average girl. 
"…Ayumi…" 
Yuki's mind went to something that Ayumi just mentioned. 
"But if that is the case then we—"
Ayumi knew what he was thinking before he needed to finish. 
"It's not possible. On weaker opponent's maybe, but someone of equal or greater mental strength it won't work. The bullet would just be neutralized against their field and they'd have a bruise at best. You would have to be at point-blank range for it to have a chance and it is easier to damping a small bullet than a large object. That's why much of this is done in melee combat." 
She knew that his idea was not the first time someone thought of it, but they had found it to be unreliable from experience. It would have to be real to have any chance and a good opponent would have lightning reflexes for defense. 
"I told so that you would understand the reality. Your head is too wrapped in fantasy to see clearly. This is the real world."
"I know! I know! I… know…" 
Yuki turned away walking until his leg's shaking made it impossible for him to move. It was something that he always forgot about. Nothing seemed to be real. This world of his was nothing like the real world. It was closer to a fantasy than being real, but it was a reality for him. Ayumi kept yelling at him about facing it, but he would brush it aside so easily. 
'I thought that… if I just got better everything would work out… I don't know if I thought it would make me invincible or something, but I never considered…'
Outside of Ayumi's house standing at the top of a tree blanketed by the darkness of night and only a silhouette from the moon to outline was a figure of a man. A deep voice lowly echoed in the air to themselves. 
"They're together… This will be a problem. They must be separated first…" 
Once their position had been confirmed the figure leaped from the tree to the roof of the nearby house and disappeared into the night.

What do you do when you lead a mundane daily life and one day someone comes to kill you?
You who just used to be bullied now has to fight for his life.
Just a simple boy forced to accept new powers hidden inside of him.
To draw his sword and fight.
He must make a choice, to fight and protect those he loves or give up and lose his family.
Yuki must claim what is rightfully his and lead those that follow him
Watch as Yuki changes himself from a timid, weak willed man to the confident domineering that can face the hordes of enemies that stand between him and his rightful throne
Join Yuki in his journey as he fights to protect those he love.

"Morning, Miss Yan!" Jonah said as he walked over. 
"Morning." 
"Oh… does the weaponry shop sell needles?" Jonah asked. 
"There are very few things they don't sell. I think they do." Yan found it weird but answered. 
Jonah nodded. He then made breakfast and ate before walking out. He knew Leo would also cultivate today so he decided to hunt again. Even though he no longer has the quest to give him upgrade points, he can still level up and gain them. 
At first, Jonah wanted to use bullets instead of needles. However, he then decided to go for the needles. He didn't know if the bullets had a better durability or not, but bullets were more visible. Jonah wanted to use the needles so that the opponent would find them hard to spot. 
Luckily, Jonah did find some needles! Furthermore, they can penetrate a Sixth Level Energy Condensing Stage monster! 
Jonah has already done some testing at home. He realized that he can control as many objects as long as the total weight was less than the limit!
With his current skill level, he can control up to five needles. Thus, he only bought five. The five of them cost him 50 credit points. Apparently, each needle was durable but small. That's why it had a low price even though it can kill a sixth level monster. Thus, Jonah now had 61 credit points.
'Well, I can hunt more today.' Jonah thought as he ordered a vehicle. 
5 minutes later, Jonah reached the forest. He was astonished at his speed! Furthermore, he didn't even sweat! The results of his power up were obvious.
He took his spear out of its bag. This bag was given with the spear and Jonah can just carry it around. Jonah held up the spear ready for another day of hunting. However, the system notification came. 
[Ding! New Side-Quests.]
[Side-Quest: Save the elf child from the spider's nest. Reward: Elf Language skill. Due: Three hours. Difficulty: Medium. Penalty: Stats decrease upon failure.] 
[Side-Quest: Send the elf child home. Reward: Rare item. Due: 3 days. Difficulty: Medium. Penalty: Stats decrease upon failure.] 
'Elf?' Jonah remembered those fictional species when he heard this. However, he realized that it wasn't fiction, but a depiction of reality! Somehow, a cultivator writer introduced the elves as fictional species in his world. However, who would have thought that the elves would be real!
Even if Jonah knew it would be dangerous to go, he still needs to go! Now that he knew a child was being attacked, how can he stand idly? Furthermore, the system would give him a penalty by decreasing his stats! 
Jonah felt that it was weird that the system would give penalties all of sudden. But when he remembered his earlier quests, they didn't involve someone's life! The beggar would only be hurt at best, the lab would only heavily injure someone, and the monster can be killed by someone else! 
If Jonah was someone who would walk away from saving others, how can he be worthy of the system?
However, even if the penalty didn't exist, he would still go and save him! 
"System, can you show me the way?" Jonah asked. 
[Yes. Distance: 4900 meters. Direction: 9 O'clock.] 
With this, Jonah sprinted! He realized that the spider nest wasn't in the trainee forest. This means that the spider is most likely a Second Level Energy Condensing Stage or higher!
After running for 8 minutes, Jonah looked at the panel. He was only 100 meters away. He looked around and saw a mountain. He walked toward the mountain and started to circle it. He concluded that the spider nest is inside the mountain when he saw the distance remained around 100 meters. 
"System, show me a map!" Jonah realized that the system has a full observation of the surrounding 5 km. 
[Map function has been generated.]
A panel appeared in front of Jonah. It had a thick shape that looked like a (>). Jonah realized that the starting point was Zoras city. Then, the map showed his way to the Trainee Forest. At last, it showed his current location. The system actually records the places he's been to! 
Jonah could see a grey object near him. It was probably the mountain. He can see himself in the middle of the circle when he tried to zoom in. He could see that he was represented by a blue dot. And there were two dots in the mountain! 
One of the dots was dark green. And the other was bright red! Jonah realized that the child must be unconscious.
Using the map, he headed toward a cave in the mountain. When he reached there, Jonah could smell a foul stench coming out of the cave.
Jonah started to make his way into the cave. He can barely see anything in the cave. Luckily, he always had a flashlight in his survival bag. He took out the flashlight and continued advancing. 
After walking for three minutes, the cave finally widened. Jonah could barely see. He glanced at the map and the two dots were just ahead. 
Jonah spread his Spiritual Sense to detect the spider's location. Jonah could feel a small body lying on the ground not far away. And above it, there was a gigantic spider! The spider was doing something to the small body! 
However, when the spider noticed the foreign energy, it ceased its actions and turned around. Then, it madly sprinted toward Jonah! 
'Holy shit! What the fuck is this?' Jonah almost panicked when he saw the spider. It was definitely a spider, but it had so many legs and arms! He estimated them to be around a hundred at least! 
Jonah threw the flashlight to the side and spread his spiritual energy. With the dim light coming from the flashlight and his energy, he can fight with no problems! 
The spider was already in front of Jonah and it attacked with six of its arms! Luckily, Evade showed its ability and Jonah was barely able to dodge! Jonah rolled over and stood up immediately. 
When the spider attacked earlier, it used its spiritual energy to kill Jonah. Thus, Jonah figured out its cultivation! 
'Third Level Energy Condensing Stage…' Jonah took a deep breath. Even though it was only one level, but it was huge! 
Jonah only broke through. Thus, his body was still weaker than an average cultivator at his level. Jonah knew he was in for a difficult fight. However, he can still manage! The system wouldn't have given him the quest if he didn't have a good chance!
The reason for this was quite simple. His rare level skill! Jonah surfaced through the Life Network Forum after he received this skill. He realized that this skill wasn't easy to get! 
Only people who were at the peak of the Energy Condensing Stage can slightly affect objects around them. People like Jonah who were only at the Second Level Energy Condensing Stage and got this skill were ultra-rare! 
However, people can still train their spiritual energy to get it. But it would take a lot of time. This was a Spirit Skill that not anyone can obtain. 
Jonah used his energy and the needles floated next to him. He didn't let the spider take the initiative and held his spear and dashed. The needles also followed along and surrounded Jonah. 
Before the spider can react, Jonah thrust his spear and pierced the spider's hard shell. The spider gave a high pitched cry and started to madly attack Jonah. 
Using Spiritual Sense and Evade, Jonah could barely manage to dodge the attacks. However, a shallow wound would appear on his body every time he dodged. 
Jonah knew he can't last for long. Thus, he halted his steps and held his spear in both hands in front of him. The spider attacked again and Jonah blocked it with his spear. Jonah was sent flying and crashed into the cave's walls. 
The spider seemed overjoyed that it got another meal. It decided to also cover it with its threads and wait for the body to decompose. It ran quickly to the unconscious Jonah. 
The spider was right over Jonah and threads started appearing from two of its arms. It was ready to cover Jonah with it.
Whooooooshh Pang!!!
Five needles penetrated the spider's skull from the back and started digging their way through! The spider went on a rampage and was about to attack Jonah. 
However, a spear pierced through its mouth. The spider tried to struggle but the needles have already penetrated deeply into his brain. Then, it fell. Dead! 
"Damn that hurts…" Jonah said as he rubbed his back. He tried to fool the spider into letting his guard down so that he can attack. He couldn't attack its head without getting closer than 3 meters to it. However, the spider wouldn't let its guard down if Jonah wasn't unconscious.
[Ding! Monster is killed. +8 experience points.] 
[Ding! Since the user has killed a higher cultivation monster, the user received a reward. The reward is a skill from the monster. Would you like to receive it?"]
[Ding! Quest completed. Elf Language skill has been rewarded.]

Almost getting murdered, Jonah receives a system saving his life. The Hero System, a spiritual artifact from the future, tells him that he needs to save the world. 

[Ding! You've reached the first stage of cultivation.] 

Follow Jonah, as he learns about what lies behind the scenes of the modern world. 

However, he couldn't have imagined that there wasn't just one world... but two.
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