At a spot near the Vathrian castle where construction hasn't begun yet, a young man with glasses could be seen sitting under a tree while drawing on the book he placed on his thigh. It could be seen that the book contained sketches of clothing and pertained drawings of fashion. He seemed content and happy while he magnificently moved his pencil around the canvas of his book. He was currently drawing some sort of men's clothing. 

A group of young knights was in the middle of a patrol when they passed by the tree and noticed the young man sitting under it. 

"It's that kid again. He's been sitting here every day...Not even working." A knight said to his colleagues. 

"I know that guy. His name is Morgan. Used to be the son of a famous fashion designer back in Dathria." Another knight replied. 

The third knight called out "Hey! Morgan was it? Enlist yourself at the army or the construction force! We have no need for a fashion designer at this time!" 

Morgan did not look up from his sketchbook and continued drawing. Seeing this, the knight who called him out got angry. "That little shit..." The knight muttered and started to walk to the kid.

"Hey! He's just a kid, let him be." A knight tried to stop the approaching knight. 

"He is of age to work. We can't have any inefficient factor of production not being used right now." The knight turned back to reply and walked ahead towards the tree again. The knight arrived in front of the sitting Morgan. 

"Did you not hear me? Get to work and not waste our food!" The knight said sternly. 

Morgan looked up at the knight and made a confused face. 

"I said your expertise is unfortunately not needed at the moment. Get to work!" The knight said again. 

Morgan just looked up to the man blankly. He then looked down again and continued sketching. 

"This little..." The knight was now really angry. He kicked the sketchbook away from Morgan's hand. Morgan was surprised and jolted up; he looked at the knight with a combination of sadness and anger. 

Another knight then grabbed the angry knight's shoulder to stop him. "I just remember now! The fashion designer's son was deaf. This kid is deaf! C'mon. We don't have time for this—" When the knight was saying that, another group of knight arrived on the scene. This new group of knights was different as they were wearing black armors with pulsing lights. The patrolling knights were only wearing standard silver armors.

"Attention!" The three patrolling knights did a salute at the sight of the royal knights. 

"At ease. What is happening here?" One of the royal knights asked. 

"I apologize. It was my fault. I was reprimanding this kid for not working." The previously angry knight answered. 

"King Adrian has summoned Morgan Randolph to the castle for a special task. Men, escort him to the castle." The royal knight ordered his men and they started to escort Morgan out of the scene. Morgan picked up his notebook and took a glance at the previously angry knight. He did not seem angry as he could figure out what was going on.

After they left, the royal knight was about to leave as well. 

"You three, give me your ID numbers. I'll have your superiors know you're slacking off on patrol. Don't ever do that again, understand?" The royal knight reprimanded. 

"Yes, sir! We apologize!" The three knights did a salute again and the royal knight left the scene. 

"This is all your fault." A knight said to the knight who made a scene. 

The previously angry knight just drooped down in regret. 

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Morgan Randolph was now in front of the King's study room. Unlike before, he was now dressed up by the castle's maids in formal clothing. He looked down to see his clothing in dissatisfaction as he was not fond of the design. His formal clothing coupled with his glasses were reminiscent of a librarian. 

Two butlers then opened the big door of the study room open to reveal that the King was already sitting at his desk. Morgan then entered the room and did a salute. The King pointed to a seat in front of him to motioned Morgan to sit down and he sat down. 

There was an awkward silence as Morgan was deaf and could not speak and King Adrian was just studying Morgan. Suddenly, King Adrian did something unexpected to Morgan. 

"Coming here/you/thank you for/" The King did not speak but instead engaged in Vathrian's sign language with its unique grammar structure. 

Morgan was surprised. In fact, he was deeply touched that the King himself was capable of conversing with him in sign language. Throughout his life, only his parents, siblings, and teachers were capable of sign language. Naturally, this meant that he couldn't communicate with other children which led to a very lonely childhood and teenagehood. 

"Very honored/me/being here/come here/ what for/" Morgan also replied with sign language. He was also smiling, something that happens very rarely. 

"Rei Randolph/The son of/you/I know/designer/very famous/my father/designed for" King Adrian mentioned the name of Morgan's mother, who was a fashion designer popular in the capital city. 

"Yes/died/capital/she" Morgan's sign language here was a bit sloppy as he was a bit sadden by his mother's death. 

"Condolences/from me/but/right now/Important/for/I need you" King Adrian stood up and led Morgan to one corner of his study room. 

"I will/certainly/condolences/thank you/" Morgan replied smiling. 

They arrived in the designated area where another table was placed. On top of the table, there was a bucket full of odd dark materials. 

"Know this/what is," King Adrian said this as a form of a question to Morgan. 

Morgan did not reply with sign language but just a head shake right to left. 

"Tae/it is called/city roads/material for/elves/introduced by/touch it" King Adrian dipped his hand on the bucket. He motioned Morgan to do the same. 

Morgan was hesitating at first but he did so since it was the order of the King. He initially thought that the material would be hard since the king said it was the materials for the new city roads but as it turns out, it was gooey and flexible. 

"Sun/under it/dries/however/I believe/flexible permanent/it could be," King Adrian said to Morgan. 

"Use for/what is/understand/I don't" Morgan replied with a confused face. 

"all conditions/resistant to/cold/heat/any weather" King Adrian responded. 

Morgan still had a confused look to his face. King Adrian smiled and continued. 

"Clothes/make with this/I want you" King Adrian ordered. 

Morgan was surprised to see King Adrian's proposition. 

"Not sure/do that/could" Morgan replied.

"Don't worry/right away/I do not expect/research team/mages and manufacturers/assign to you/try your best" King Adrian said to Morgan. 

Morgan started thinking in his head. He thought this could be the perfect chance to not only re-establish the Randolph name in this new world but also be the leading fashion designer in Vathria in this new world. 

"Do it/I will" Morgan replied. 

"Excellent." King Adrian said as he smiled on Morgan's decision. "One more thing." King Adrian opened up his notebook and showed it to Morgan. The notebook contained King Adrian's own sketches for clothing. 

"Similar to this/make/I want you," King Adrian said. 

Morgan grabbed the notebook and was stupefied as he was examining the drawing. He was amazed at such dignified and classy look the clothing exuded. 

"This/what is" Morgan signed extremely fast as he was excited to see such excellent design. 

King Adrian knew the word did not exist yet in sign language so he grabbed his notebook again to write something. He then showed it to Morgan. 

"I designed this a long time ago. 'Suits' I named them" King Adrian said in writing.

Hear ye hear ye.

There existed a Kingdom named Vathria, the last stand of good against the evil forces. The capital Dathria was breached and the kingdom was lost. With a heavy heart, the young king who just took the mantle decided to abandon his kingdom with some of his people to another world where he can rebuild yet again. 

But the young king knew that the evil forces will soon follow them to this new world. The king must prepare a mighty force before the enemy's arrival. Follow him on his journey to build a new empire, one that would dwarf his previous kingdom and able to withstand the evil forces. 


Disclaimer: Bored college student here, this is sort of a kingdom-building novel. I'm quite busy so most chapters might not be proofread very well.  (I'd rather work on my school papers).

Cover: All rights of the cover image goes to the original artist. It's a placeholder before I have my own cover (someday).

There had been no pause as he used the crystal pen, as if he didn't need to ponder over anything.
After restoring the array, Lin Yun took out the Book of Mantras, and a raging flame came from it.
Lin Yun's hand pierced through the flames and grabbed an ancient scepter, and the ball of flames attached itself at the end of the scepter, with countless runes revolving within.
This was the other shape of the Book of Ten Thousand Mantras: the Raging Flame Scepter!
Lin Yun held the Raging Flame Scepter and inserted it into the center of the array.
The weather instantly changed as endless clouds swirled in the sky and a huge vortex appeared. A pillar of light could be seen falling down from the mouth of the vortex into the center of the array, which activated it completely.
The light beam slowly focused and distorted as it turned into a large circular gate. The gate of light then rapidly expanded, and after a few seconds, it was more than fifty meters tall. Around the gate, there was a huge circle of light over forty meters in height that formed a deep membrane emitting wisps of spatial power.
That huge Teleportation Gate stood there and kept emitting spatial ripples.
This was one of the reasons that the Sunset Fort was so important: This major fort contained a large-scale Teleportation Gate that connected the entire Raging Flame Plane. 
Once it was activated, any place in the Raging Flame Plane could build a Teleportation Gate leading to the Sunset Fort, provided they had the coordinates.
This also meant that the entrance of the Raging Flame Beastmen's hinterlands had been thrown wide open. The Andlusa army could arrive there in very little time, and from there, they could kill their way through the Raging Flame Beastmen, giving them no hope of retaking the Sunset Fort.
And the important key to activating this array was the Raging Flame Scepter shape of the Book of Mantras. This was something the Raging Flame Emperor had set up early on.
The Raging Flame Scepter was not only the key to activating the large-scale Teleportation Gate, but it was also the most important part of the Teleportation Gate itself. If there was no Raging Flame Scepter, not even a Saint Alchemist would be able to activate it.
As the large-scale Teleportation Gate activated, the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower were impatient to send their armies to advance.
Lin Yun also brought out the mage army, Reina, Xiuban, and the others from the Demiplane, and they were soon followed by the puppet army.
These three major forces would separate, fighting their way towards the center of the Raging Flame Beastmen's hinterlands. Behind them, the other forces of the Andlusa Kingdom would come one after another to the Sunset Fort before joining in on the attack.
This time, whoever took the lead would get far more opportunities than before.
Lin Yun led his army to charge forward without taking a break. Whenever they met Raging Flame Beastmen, he wouldn't even need his mage army to make a move, as his puppet army would just burst out with terrifying power.
Although some of the puppets had been damaged in the previous battle, there were still close to eight hundred remaining.
These puppets were all mass-produced from the standard designs of Bill George's base, and their combat power was equivalent to someone of the same rank.
But if the puppets fought by themselves, they would find it very difficult to defeat a mage of the same rank. After all, puppets used fighting sequences and were a lot less flexible than mages. In a duel, most of the puppets wouldn't be worthy opponents for a mage of a similar level, especially those kinds of mass-produced puppets.
But once there were several hundred of such puppets, they would become a very frightening tide of puppets. They coordinated with each other perfectly and had no weak points. As long as an injury didn't affect their battle performance, it could completely be disregarded.
A few hundred sword puppets would transform into a terrifying tide of metal that swept across the battlefield. And there simply weren't any Beastmen that could resist it.
And while those puppets fought up close, the remaining casting puppets were overpowering their opponents with spells. Their frantic waves of spells used a completely skill-less way of cleansing through their obstacles.
After sweeping through a few Raging Flame Beastmen, Lin Yun's points crazily rose. He was gaining a few times more points than before.
After all, this was the center of the Raging Flame Plane controlled by the Beastmen. The power of the forts here wasn't something those forts on the outskirts could compare to.
The Raging Flame Beastmen within the hinterlands could be thought of as citizens living in a city, while the Sunset Fort was the city gate, while the Beastmen living outside the area were living in the suburbs.
The Radiant Fort was a good example. It was the most remote place from the city.
Attacking a fort in the suburbs was naturally different than attacking a part of the city. With regards to the military campaign, the meaning behind it was completely different, which caused the number of points to increase significantly.
After attacking for ten days in a row, Lin Yun's points had already risen from bottom of the pack to the top ten.
As for the ranks shown in the crystal ball, they also changed.
In the top ten, seven of the forces were from the Odin Kingdom, while only three were from the Andlusa Kingdom, including Lin Yun.
The Cloud Tower was 3rd, the Black Tower was 5th, and Lin Yun's points had recently reached the 10th spot.
The score showed that the Cloud Tower's reinforcements had been somewhat better than the Black Tower's.
Particularly the Heaven Rank of the Cloud Tower, Butler. He might be better than Dubois, at least in terms of points.
But seven of the top ten were from the Odin Kingdom!
The 1st and 2nd spots were both from the Odin Kingdom, while the gap between the Quicksand Tower and the Cloud Tower, which were respectively the 4th and 3rd spots, was negligible. But it could be said that the top three forces were all from the Odin Kingdom!
And the first name was unexpectedly not the Burning Tower, but Sky City.
The points of the Cloud Tower were now at 3 million, while the points of Sky City were already past 7 million!
They had more than twice as many as the Cloud Tower. This gap was simply despair-inducing. It was like the other side had twice the power of the Cloud Tower. If this continued, overtaking them would simply be impossible, as the gap would keep on growing.
Through the constant influx of news, Lin Yun also knew that floating air teams had been dispatched by Sky City. The miniature war fortresses floated in the air and used tyrannical power to flatten anything in their way.
Most of the forts they breached were directly destroyed, and their floating fortresses didn't even stop. They didn't want the forts and didn't need to defend them, so they were just attacking endlessly.
The air battles kept on carrying forward, while their ground troops, which could already compare to the Black Tower or the Cloud Tower, could only sweep the battlefield, clean up the loot, and excavate natural resources.
It was said that as they moved forward, Sky City had already released a large floating fortress that was several hundred meters in size. There was no suspense in their battles. The only thing holding them back was that their aerial forces couldn't teleport. Otherwise, half of the Raging Flame Plane might have already been swept under their hands.
The second name was the Burning Tower, and they had over 5 million points!
Their mage army was like a ball of fire. Wherever they went, only ashes would be left. They had over a thousand mages in their army, and they also had a huge army of swordsmen and a logistic corps. Everything they went through became the territory of the Burning Tower, and everything, including the ruins, resources, and loot, would be plundered.
And there was mention that the Heaven Rank powerhouse of the Burning Tower had reached a high comprehension of his Burning Law, a bit better than some higher-ranking Heaven Mages.
An army of over 10,000 Beastmen with two High Priests and an Ancestor Soul attacked, but the land within several kilometers turned into a hellish ocean of flames, burning them all alive. Moreover, the two respected High Priests and Ancestors were also incinerated.
When the flames stopped burning, the land looked like hell's scorched earth. The ground had been burnt black and seemed to have sunk down.
The Quicksand Tower only had around 3,000,000 points, and they were having trouble breaking away from the Cloud Tower in points. The gap between them and the two frontrunners was huge, but that was because of the direction they chose to attack. The terrain had been very unfavorable.
The path they attacked was covered in lush vegetation and vigorous water, which greatly suppressed their fighting power. It was likely that they were fighting at not even half of their peak potential.
It was also because of this that the foolish Raging Flame Beastmen felt that they had a chance to bully the Quicksand Tower and let them go through two rivers and a lake before ambushing them.
Close to twenty thousand Raging Flame Beastmen, with an accompanying army of powerhouses, ambushed the Quicksand Tower's thousand people.
If they could only display half of their full power in such a place, they would surely be in for a bitter struggle, and they might even suffer terrible losses.
But at that time, the Heaven Rank of the Quicksand Tower, who rarely appeared, used his own power to divert the river and make the silt at the riverbeds rise up to form land!
Then, a one-sided slaughter ensued...
In the most unfavorable environment, they first drew out a large number of Raging Flame Beastmen, and then the Quicksand Tower exposed their hidden fangs, creating tidal waves of sand.
After the battle, almost twenty thousand Raging Flame Beastmen had disappeared, not even leaving corpses behind. The lake and the forests had disappeared, while the river had been forcibly diverted.
Only a desert was left behind, where all their enemies had been buried.
And now, since the Quicksand Tower had already made it through the area with heavy humidity and dense vegetation, they wouldn't meet such an environment again for the rest of their route. The deeper in they went, the more suitable the environment was for the Quicksand Tower.


The world that gave birth to the peak of magic civilization is about to be destroyed.
The last survivor returned countless years in the past, that time was the birth of the magic civilization, countless mages were fumbling their ways on that thorny path.
He, who came from the end of the era, was treading toward the Supreme Throne 

In the middle of the Divinity Square, there were four practice fields since fire mages were the most common for the first two-hour practice session for both offensive and defensive magic, three of the fields would be used for magic, while the fourth would be used for water mages.

In the second two hour session, Wood, Air, Earth, and Metal mages would practice. There were no light or dark mages enrolled in the first year outer door, as these mages were extremely rare.

Three of the fields had hard dirt as a ground cover, which made sense as any ground covered in grass would have soon been destroyed by the fire mages. Dotted around the field were numerous practice dummies, Jayde could faintly make out that these dummies had a ward around them.

The last field closest to the northern wing was covered in grass and also had dummies with a ward protecting the practice dummies. Most of the fields had students standing in small groups chatting to each other, it was pretty obvious to see cliques had already developed among the student. 

Once Jayde's group arrived at the practice fields Syra and Atia left the group to join the water mages, who were all standing on the grass practice field while Camelia sat on the sidelines as she was a wood mage, the rest of the group joined the fire mages on the practice field.

Five teachers stood in a group chatting on the sidelines, Jayde was surprised to see Elder Citro among the teachers.  As Jayde walked on to the field Elder Citro called her over.

Surprised to see the elder waiting for her, Jayde strolled over to him.

"Elder Citro a pleasure to see you again," said Jayde, saluting him.

Smiling at the young girl in front of him, Elder Citro replied, "Young Jayde, good to see you. Please come with me."

Turning he then strode off, without any choice, Jayde followed Elder Citro off the field. Elder Citro led Jayde through a small passageway in the north wing until the came to a secluded garden.

Once they arrived, Jayde could see a couple of practice dummies had been set up. Turning to Jayde Elder Citro said, "Jayde you will be training here, I have received permission from Headmaster Albanus to mentor you personally."

Giving the old mage a genuine smile, Jayde bowed slightly, "Thank you, Master Citro."

Elder Citro felt his cheeks warm up as Jayde called him master. Waving off Jayde thanks, Elder Citro said gruffly, "Oh girl, let see what you got." 

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5 hours later

Master Citro was a hard taskmaster, he made Jayde run through all her spells so that he would evaluate her skills, he had been shocked when Jayde summoned her fire shadowbeast. Summoning was a high-rank spell, and because it fell under rune magic most mages didn't even try to create their own rune summoning beasts.

While he was really proud of his young disciple, he cautioned Jayde to be very careful in using her summoning spell, the Mages Guild was clamping down hard on mages who created their own rune magic, and it was unheard of for a fifteen-year-old mage❶ to have already created such a powerful rune magic spell, the Mages Guild would do everything in their power to gain control of such a powerful young mage.

Master Citro decided to have a private talk with Sora Tadia Trifer, if Jayde could combine her earth and fire magic and summon a beast, her summoned beast would be overpowering, he thought gleefully.

Master Citro taught Jayde a new fire spell «Blades of Fire», this was a casting spell, so Jayde would not need to write to rune to create the spell, she could create multiple blades made of out fire which she could then direct with her mind, currently Jayde could only summon a single blade, but as she became more proficient she would be able to summon more blade.

While Master Citro wasn't an earth mage, he did give Jayde two scrolls, the first one contained an earth spell «Earthbolt» which he instructed Jayde to practice. «Earthbolt» was also a casting spell that could create a blast of seismic force that causes earth, rock, and sand to fly into the air, striking anything along its path.

The second earth spell was a transmutation spell «Fist of Stone», while most transmutation spells where gold level spells that only a high-level mage could weave, «Fist of Stone» was the only earth transmutation spell that any earth mage could use.

«Fists of Stone» was a rune magic spell, where the mage would write a rune upon the fist that they wanted to transmute, after invoking the rune, the mage's first would then change into a mighty fist of stone, gaining tremendous strength. The mage's fist undergoes no change in size or form, remaining as flexible and responsive as it would normally be while under the spell's effect.

The two earth spells given to Jayde had been bestowed upon Master Citro by his own master, and Master Citro had treasured them, waiting for the day when he found someone worthy to inherit them.

Jayde was exhausted by the time Master Citro finally called it a day and dismissed her, he had drained every drop of her magic, making her weave one spell after another, while dogging his own spells. Master Citro might look ancient, but he was as nimble and sprightly as a teenager, Jayde grumbled as she walked to the eastern wing for her healing class.

He hadn't even allowed her to join the rest of the students for lunch but had arranged for two trays to be delivered. Even during lunch he had lectured her on her shortfalls and where she needed improving.

Jayde healing class teacher was Stor Baebio Senna, surprisingly he was a handsome young man in his late twenties. His class was popular, Jayde figured it was more due to his looks than healing as most of his students were female.

What irritated Jayde the most was the hour was filled with the female student asking personal questions about Stor Senna's personal life rather than medical questions. Stor Senna seemed used to the attention and was quite adept at avoiding the questions and turning the conversation back to healing.

Since the first couple of months of healing would be studying human anatomy and not healing magic which was the only thing that Jayde was interested in, Jayde spent the hour reading through her healing textbook ignoring her fellow students. 

Jayde had paged through the anatomy part of her textbook, as had already picked up that the people of Doha knowledge on human anatomy was primitive at best. The had little understanding beyond bones and organs, nevermind viruses and bacteria.

While Jayde had her head buried in her textbook, she didn't realize that Sora Senna had already taken note of her studious actions, besides Jayde, there were only another two students who were taking his class seriously.

Every year was the same for the poor man, initially, his class would be filled with students, most of them females, but they would soon grow bored and ask to transfer leaving him with only a couple of serious students. His wife found it hilarious and would continuously tease him about. 

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Notes

❶ Just in case any of you are wondering why Jayde is fifteen years old when it has only been a couple of months since she "arrived" in Doha, remember that she still ages when she spends time in the Protoss Artifact, and she underwent one year training to stabilize her foundation after she absorbed the fire spirit.

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JAYDE
Jayde is a genetically engineered super soldier, after decades of being forced by her human creators to fight their dirty wars, Jayde rebelled. During a desperate battle for the ultimate survival of her people, she is betrayed and dies.

Instead of it being the end, this is only the beginning of Jayde's journey, as she awakens on a strange new world, in the tortured body of a young girl.

Forget technology, this new world doesn't have spaceships, replicators or blasters, it has something better — Magic!

With her contract to an ancient artifact, Jayde has to navigate her way through this new world filled with magic, powerful mages, strange creatures, and monsters.

REN
Ren, the fierce demon king, must fight to save his race from the brink of extinction and once again stop the evil Zartonesh from invading the realms. The key to his success lies in the Lower Realm, where the Devil Wars began, and with a young woman whose soul is steeped in darkness, whose presence awakens the primal fury within his soul, and whose vast power can either save or destroy him and his people.

EXCITING NEW ADVENTURE
Follow Jayde’s journey as she replaces her blaster for a sword. Alone with only her guide, she has to navigate her way around this strange new universe, learning magic, traveling to different dimensions as she makes new friends and enemies.

Will the darkness in her soul allow her to find her true-mate? Will she ultimately save this world or will she destroy it?

WARNING: Please note that this story is a slow-moving romance.

TAGS: Female Protagonist, Adventure, Transmigration, Pets, Strong FL, Late Romance, Revenge, Inter-Dimensional Travel, System, Sword and Magic, Weak to Strong

Novel Started: 18 Jan 2019.

NB: Please note that I am busy writing and editing at the same time, so there are still quite a few chapters that have spelling and grammar mistakes, so please bear with me as I get to them to fix those errors.

RELEASE SCHEDULE
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Wendell was a Lightseeker. He could also be the last Lightseeker. As a man searching for the remnants of light among the Nine Worlds, he was too old for the task. His body was weak and his mind was flagging. Every part of his body was constantly reminding him that he was no longer fit to take part in the expedition, and his insistence would only lead him to death.
Nevertheless, he resolutely left the warm and comfortable Twilight Capital and embarked on the journey, which he had little chance of returning.
This was his second time.
Wendell once challenged the journey of light searching. He was traveling with 28 partners at the time. Half of them died of the deadly disease of magical energy erosion shortly after crossing the first Bifröst while the rest of them died one after another in the deadly poisonous fog of the Niflheim. In the end, Wendell and the only remaining teammate dragged themselves back to the Twilight Capital, and the only teammate died tragically in nightmares and suffocation on the third day of his return.
But Wendell survived and lived healthily to this day.
Since the collapse of the world and the light had gone, the world had been shrouded in scorching darkness to this day. Thousands of Lightseekers had embarked on the journey in the long night. They sneaked into the darkness, searching for the remnant lights in the remains of the devastated world, yet no one had ever brought back great news. Most of the Lightseekers, like friends of Wendell, had become rotten bones in the waste soil. Few of them were lucky enough to survive. They fled back to their home before the darkness engulfed them thoroughly, and for the rest of their short lives, they told others about the Doomshade in the darkness and the excruciatingly painful radiation of magical energy. No one would laugh at the Lightseekers who were too scared to continue and fled back because it took a great deal of courage just to step out of the Twilight Capital. And for those who could go through the adventure in the long night and come back alive, their survival was already a commendable feat.
Of all these Lightseekers, Wendell was the only one who returned alive from the darkness and set out on the journey again.
Some said that he was crazy, and some praised his courage, thinking that his near-irrational spirit of confronting a challenge was comparable to the Einherjar of the ancient times. But Wendell scorned all these evaluations. There was only one reason why he set foot on the journey, which was, to fulfill his promise to his wife when he was young: to find the remnants of glimmering light in the long night.
So when he realized that he had only one chance to challenge for the rest of his life and that there might never be a new team of Lightseekers in Twilight Capital, he volunteered to join the last expedition. In the eyes of others who saw him as a crazy man, he set off with the blessed talisman.
The last team started off from the Twilight Capital with only twelve members, the smallest ever Lightseeker expedition. Following the route left by their predecessors, they traveled among the remains of the Nine Worlds and did everything possible to search for life and to look for signs that the long night was about to recede.
No matter where they go, however, all they can find is the rotten, twisted earth and the air that filled with magical energies. The remnant branches of Yggdrasil grew in this terrible world, but the spring water of elves no longer flowed from these branches. As the Doomsday Book said, the branches of Yggdrasil was dying, the Nine Worlds collapsed, the whole universe had long since extinguished, and the men lingered on with their last breath of life could not turn their fate around.
The teammates fell down one by one. Bonem, the most robust one among them, was radiated to death because he accidentally lost his talisman. The brave Andrew fell into the depths of the earth's cracks. Helena was dead, too. She disappeared in the gate as she crossed the Bifröst of Jotunheim, but never appeared at the other end of the gate: the space storm engulfed her. In the end, only Wendell and Tanarossa were left in the team, but Tanarossa did not live to this day either.
 "Maybe I can't get through it." Wendell curled up in his small camp, and his old body was wrapped in leather. He felt that his heart was being roasted by the flames, but his skin was chilled with cold. This was a sign that magical energy had invaded the nervous system. He found it a bit ironic: he was the last man in the team. Those who were younger, more flexible, and stronger than him, died before him.
Maybe it was the experience of the light-seeking trip and the adaptability to magical energy that made him live longer, but that's it.
Another cold spread over his body and Wendell wrapped the leather around him tight. He looked at his threaded cane and the compass on it. The pointer on the compass was spinning wildly, and the threaded cane was full of cracks. He knew he was lost, not long after he buried Tanarossa. It made him a little sorry: had it not been for this last bit of obstruction, maybe he would have arrived in Asgard. Although he was certain that he would die of radiation disease in a short period even if he arrived at Asgard, he could at least see the legendary country with his own eyes to confirm the fact that had supported him all the way here:
Did Asgard survive?
Wendell struggled to remove the blackened piece of parchment from his arms. There was only a sentence scribbled on the parchment:
"… There's light… in Asgard."
The paper was found by his team as they crossed Svartalfheim, secured in the chest of a Lightseeker's corpse. Tanarossa believed that the Lightseeker was a member of the failed expedition a hundred years ago: the group of Lightseekers who set out a hundred years ago was considered to be the most likely to succeed in searching all kingdoms in history. The Twilight Capital almost put all the last hope on them, but none of them survived in the end, which indirectly led to the end of the 'Lightseekers'.
According to the note, Tanarossa speculated that the Lightseekers who disappeared a hundred years ago had successfully arrived at Asgard, the last remnant of the Nine Worlds, and found the evidence of survival there. However, the team failed to bring the good news back to the Twilight Capital.
It was the content on this note that allowed Wendell to hold on to this moment. He no longer expected to return to the Twilight Capital. He only hoped to see Asgard, even if he had to crawl there.
However, it seemed that regrets would eventually become regrets.
Another cold struck from all directions. Wendell felt that his sanity was gradually sinking into the bottomless abyss. He tried again to wrap the leather around his body, but this time he could not even control his fingers. As his eyelids were getting heavier, he felt as if he were back in the Twilight Capital, the narrow city that covered with a yellow light film, filled with the smell of oil and gas, and full of steam and soot. His little workshop appeared again in front of him and his dear Sasha came alive, too. She stood at the door of the workshop, wearing an old apron, and looked at him sadly.
He struggled to reach out, but he felt that his vision was narrowing and darkening. Eventually, everything was far away.
However, in the last seconds, before he completely fell into darkness, a glimmering light appeared in the distance.
A detection probe found the lost man. Hao Ren finally arrived before it was too late.
They found the humble little camp in the wilderness, which was hundreds of kilometers from the Bifröst. There was only one old man in the small camp, wrapped in ragged leather, lying bent and weak. The old man was having a high fever. His skin was glowing with an abnormal green and white luster, and his breathing was so weak that it was about to stop at any moment, and Anthony immediately judged that it was a serious symptom of the erosion of magical energy.
"He's dying," Anthony said as he set up a barrier around the camp to keep away magical energy. "But he's not dead yet. Give me some time and I can pull him back from the death line."
When the barrier against magical energy was set up, the weak and unconscious old man's condition immediately stabilized. Though far from improving, he was at least temporarily out of the threat of death. While the old mage was busy arranging various purification enchantments, Vivian went forward and examined the old man's condition, and she was surprised to find that he was a human.
Although somewhat different from today's humans on Earth, which might be the result of long-term living in a mutant environment, the old man was indeed a human.
"How did he survive in this environment?" Vivian found it unbelievable.
Galazur searched around the old man and found something that emitted magic waves. "Probably the efficacy of this talisman. I just sensed that this thing formed a barrier to continuously filter the magical energy and poison gas in the air. But its effectiveness seems to be almost over, and the filtering effect is bad."
Hao Ren took the talisman and said, "It seems that he is the 'Lightseeker'."
And at this moment, with Anthony's help, the dying old man gradually recovered, and slowly opened his eyes.


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!

"What? You can already split your consciousness into two? Even if you did, it's still hard to multitask." Wuying asked shocked.
"Uhm, I guess?" He said dumbfounded and asked Ling in panic 'Is it that hard to split your mind and multitask?'
'Well, it is hard, but I can teach you later. For now, I will do that for you. We have so many artefacts in my space, that I would have to do it anyway to sustain them.' Ling explained.
Princess Shan and Wuying looked at him as if he was a monster. The basic step, in Spirit Gathering, was to split your mind into two, so you can enter your Spirit and cultivate. But during cultivation, you have to focus on feeling the Spirit Essence in the air, absorbing it and refining it.
It's a whole different stage if you want to walk, talk and cultivate at the same time. You would have to have an extremely flexible mind to do that.
To check if he was telling the truth, Wuying activated her Spirit Eyes Art. Her pupils shone with light and the invisible Spirit Essence in the air became visible.
She could see strings of Essence gathered around him and disappear inside his body as if his body was a vacuum.
"He wasn't lying… How did you learn so much in just one day?" Her eyes returned to normal and she asked suspiciously.
"I mean, it just came naturally for me…" He lied, faking a shy expression.
"Really…" Both ladies were left jealous. They still couldn't do it after so many years, but he did after one day.
"How about we eat something before we start training? There is still a lot of time left today." Xuefeng tried to fix the situation.
"Actually, I already asked the kitchen to send dinner today. They should deliver it soon. Before we do, let's visit the Spirit Arts Tower." Wuying said and glanced at the Princess.
"Oh, I forgot about these. Can Princess Shan go with us?" Xuefeng noticed her gaze and asked.
"No, that's why we passed by our courtyard. She can wait for us here." She said with a smile.
"Well, I don't mind. I still need to change my clothes. You can go." Princess Shan didn't mind and went into her room. She couldn't show herself with dirty clothes outside.
"Okay, we will be right back," Xuefeng told her and she waved them off without saying anything further.
"Let's go." Wuying grabbed him by the hand and lead the way.
"How many Spirit Arts can I learn?" Xuefeng asked as he let her take him by the hand.
"Normally, there is a limit to the floors you can enter, but you have special access to all floors." She explained while dragging him out of the courtyard.
"Oh, how many floors are there?" He asked curiously.
"There's five. From rank 1 to 5, each rank has its own floor. The fifth floor is only open to people with the Clan Leader's permission." People were staring at them as they walked, but Wuying didn't care anymore. If she doesn't establish her dominance, she might lose him someday.
Xuefeng watched her determined face and decided against saying anything. He would also feel threatened if some guy tried to flirt with Tianshi, so he understood her.
It didn't take them a long time to arrive at Spirit Arts Tower. Even from afar he could see the 5-story tower with a diameter of at least 50 meters. It was entirely made out of some type of blue limestone. It was really eye-catching as it was the only building made of this stone.
"It's made of Blue Fire Stone filled with many formations. Even if you replicate your earlier attack, you wouldn't even scratch it." Wuying explained when she saw him gazing at the tower.
"Let's go inside." Xuefeng led the way to the entrance. This time it was he who grabbed her hand and pushed her forward. She tried to walk with a calm face, but she still had some blush on her cheeks.
It was easier for her when she was the one who took the initiative.
To enter the tower, you had to show your token to the Guards. Every member of the Liu Clan had his own token. The token reacted only when the person holding it was its owner. It was useless in the hands of others so stealing was not an option.
Xuefeng was also given a token years ago. He pulled it out and showed to the Guards. Even if he was the Liu Clan's Young master, he had to abide by the rules.
"Young master, you can go inside. Enjoy your time." The Guard recognized him and checked the token before letting him pass.
The entrance to the Spirit Art Tower was not a normal door either. After the token check, you had to pass another barrier which was scanning you for any ill intent. If you thought about destroying anything inside, you would be instantly denied entry. This showed how serious a clan was in protecting their Spirit Arts collection.
Wuying also entered seconds later after him. What he saw after entry was just a normal library. There were bookcases everywhere, with tons of manuals and Spirit Arts books.
'Is it just a normal library?' He thought as he approached a bookcase.
He picked a random book and read the title. "Rank 1 Tiger Fist."
Intrigued, he opened it, but he didn't see anything inside. Just blank pages.
"Is there something wrong here?" He asked Wuying who was standing behind him.
"Just pour a little of Spirit Qi inside and you will see." She advised.
He did as she said, and his vision suddenly blurred. In his mind, he could see a shadow of a man, gathering Spirit Qi in his fist and destroying a tree after releasing it with a cool move.
When the scene ended, his mind returned back to reality. He looked at the book in surprise, and he saw text appear on the blank pages, explaining the move in detail.
"Wow so cool." He exclaimed loudly. The other people looked at him strangely, but when they recognized him, they smirked secretly. They were also excited like that when they read Spirit Manuals for the first time, but they were 10 at that time.
'Young master, you are 16 years old now, keep your cool.' Everyone thought. The people staying on the first floor were mostly Spirit masters with weak talent, so they didn't voice their opinion out loud.
"Let's go to the upper floors. These rank 1 Spirit Arts are weak." Wuying commented and walked towards the stairs.
Xuefeng put down the manual and followed her excitedly.
The clansmen on the first floor cried internally when they heard her.
'They are not weak, okay… you are just too strong…' They lamented.
They skipped the second and third floor and entered directly into the fourth one.
The amount of Spirit Arts on this floor was much less compared to the others. There were only about 100 manuals placed on 4 bookcases. There were also only 4 cultivators reading the manuals.
Seeing someone enter they glanced at the newcomers but soon went back into reading. The time they could spend inside the tower was limited. They were not like Xuefeng with unlimited entry.
"Take a look at the manuals and check if something catches your eyes. Some Spirit Arts might suit you, and others don't. If you can't see anything after sending your Spirit Qi inside, it means it doesn't fit you." Wuying explained before picking a book and started to read it.
Xuefeng looked at the manual in her hands, it was called "Rank 4 Blood Daggers." He guessed that she was a daggers user. He decided to use a sword, so he didn't need to look at this one.
He approached the bookcase on the very left side and picked up the first manual. The title was called "Rank 4 Shadow Clone".
He poured Spirit Qi inside and this time, he had to use much more than when he checked the Tiger Fist manual.
After using one-tenth of his total amount of Spirit Qi, a vision finally appeared in his mind.
A shadow of a man ran through the forest, being chased by someone. Suddenly, he emitted a huge amount of Spirit Qi and his shadow transformed into an identical clone of himself. They split, running in two different directions. The enemy mistook the clone for his opponent and followed it.
The vision ended at that moment.
Xuefeng was really impressed. 'That Spirit Art would be quite useful in the future.'
He looked into the description and his face fell. It had almost 50 pages, each packed with detail.
"Can I take them away to read at home?" He whispered to Wuying as he read the first page. It would take him a lot of time to read the whole thing, so he might as well take it back with him.
"No. You can only read them here. If everyone could take manuals home for a read, there would be nothing left for others." She explained without lifting her head. She looked really focused on reading the manual.
'Then it will take me forever to read all of these. I thought it would be easy, but I guess I was wrong.' He contemplated trying to think of a solution. After a moment he finally thought of something.
'Ling, can you copy the books, so I can view them later?' He asked shamelessly in his mind.


Liu Xuefeng was a normal boy who had it all planned: get to the same university as his best friend Tianshi and win her love, spending the rest of his life with her. 

Too bad, even though she liked him too, her rich parents opposed their relationship.

The school trip to the mountains was supposed to deepen their relationship, but...

An accident broke them apart. 

He saved her from falling down the cliff but ended up falling to his death himself and ended up reincarnating into a Cultivation World, full of dangers and mysteries. 

He didn't know though that Tianshi died as well and followed after him, entering the same world. 

Will the two meet again and share their love without any restrictions?

Or will he succumb to the world's temptations, thinking he will never meet her again?
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Lu Zhiyu went to the Divine Kingdom of Gaia and sorted out its internal data. Gaia, in Lu Zhiyu's view, played a similar role to a game console, and the priests and Holy Knights were similar to the game's players.
However, in order to play the game, the player must hold strong beliefs. To obtain access, they need to sacrifice their souls and their futures, their reward being extraordinary power.
Players sent requests to Gaia, either by practicing divine incantations or by the strength of their own skills. Then, the Divine Kingdom of Gaia analyzed their requests and gave them feedback.
This time, Lu Zhiyu had returned to the Silver Moon and adjusted Gaia's sub-brain. As a result, many new divine incantations appeared in the system.
Lu Zhiyu also installed an additional plug-in, which encouraged priests to develop divine incantations themselves. When they uploaded new divine incantations to Gaia, they would receive rewards.
Why has it kind of turned into a bad version of online game?
Do I need to develop a new system that allows players to exchange divine incarnations for something? But, this will make the internal system become less flexible...
OK, I'll just have to save this for later...
After pondering this predicament for awhile, Lu Zhiyu decided not to pay any more attention to the development of the Church of Light on the mainland. After all, the influence of the Church of Light was of little significance to him. As long as the extraordinary power continued to grow and the priests and Holy Knights continued to expand, that would be enough.
At this moment, in the large divine palaces and churches of the Church of Light and the Faith of the Sun, numerous god statues shone fiercely. The divine seeds in the bodies of all of the people were updated simultaneously. The divine system that had originally been controlled by Gaia was thoroughly systematized.
Saga City, Kingdom of the Church of Light
When the noon bell chimed, the Temple of Light glowed with an intense light. The second-generation pope, Arthur, who was the former archbishop, rushed inside the Temple of Light and watched the light shuttling across it, while many people within the temple area exclaimed...
"Is this an oracle coming down?"
"And what will the gods want to tell us?"
"How can it be? Gods have not given an oracle for many years!"
All of people in the temple were shocked. Likewise, all of the priests gathered in the palaces at the same time, their faces revealing the emotions of ecstasy, devotion, fear and panic.
Dong!
There was a sound like a bell from heaven. After Lu Zhiyu updated Gaia, all of the priests and Temple Knights on the Alan Continent had a large number of divine incantation imprinted in their minds...
Blessing, Healing, Judgment Ray, Light Shield, Light Sword, Contact Curse, Lie Detection, Great Power, Blood Activation, Saint Baptism...
Group Healing, Prayer, Mind Chaos, Fear, True Words...
Advent, Summon the Unicorns, Redemption...
Even level seven divine incantations, like Call from Heaven, Seraphim Falls, Oracle, Resurrection and so on were included in the lists. However, divine incantations of this level were all in imprinted in gray, as they could only be activated with artifacts, ichor, or by special authority. Therefore, at present, they could only be seen by cardinals, popes, and the patriarch of the Faith of the Sun.
Divine incantations from level one to level six were all sorted out in one long list. Everyone could only see their own corresponding divine incantations, as well as those of the next level up. For example, level one priests and Holy Knights could see level one and level two divine incantations.
This was shocking and amazing. This was because, with this power, a priest who could master two or three divine incantations was able to guard one region and become the backbone of the church!
"God! It's really a gift! Resurrection and Call from Heaven! Can this be true?" one onlooker couldn't stop crying.
Anyone who saw this list of powerful divine incantations felt instantly overwhelmed, as these divine incantations could only be mastered through self-study and the gods' bestowals. For self-study, a person could learn a few dozen divine incantations in a lifetime, but still wouldn't be highly gifted.
In fact, everything had not changed much, it was just that Lu Zhiyu had finally revealed the originally hidden divine incantations, thus promoting the rapid development of the divine system. Now, every divine incantation had its corresponding requirement, and being disciples and Saints were really the bottom line and same fundamental factor.
Lu Zhiyu used this update to encourage all players to become disciples and Saints, as well as to integrate the system into the Divine Kingdom of Gaia. In this way, Lu Zhiyu was preparing for the future development of Gaia and Maria's World.
However, this might not take place for quite some time, as after the tragedies of Li Weisi, Adenos, and the King of the Dead, wizards had suffered great rejection from the mainland. However, they had also attracted countless people to come and want to learn witchcraft at the wizard academy.
In this way, numerous Blood Wizards and Dream Wizards were hiding in the dark, while the presence of Ghost Wizards continued to grow on the mainland. The power of the divine system kept increasing, while the changes in and progress of wizards became more rapid.
Twenty years ago, the war cost the wizard tower and the Colosseum Academy a lot, but the sting was only felt among the high-level wizards. In contrast, the wizards at the bottom levels had been growing steadily over the past two decades.
In that time, this group of wizards, which had originally only had a few hundred thousand members, had expanded to an extent that no one could even have imagined before. As such, these apprentices and low-ranking wizards had a great impact on the Alan Continent.
The wizards who were hiding in the dark in cities, as well as young priests and Temple Knights had also begun to spread their footprints throughout the continent. At the same time, a new generation of dragons began to enter their youth, magical beasts began to multiply, and countless magical beasts were frolicking amid the seas. The extraordinary power of all of these creations really covered most of the Alan Continent, and the battle among the extraordinary powers officially started at this moment.
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Meanwhile, at the floating castle…
When Lu Zhiyu returned to a small building at the top of the castle, he heard a sudden cry outside. When Lu Zhiyu looked out, Eva came running up to him, holding Delmedi in her arms. Following behind Eva, Verthandi was pouting angrily, a scowl on her pretty little face.
Delmedi, who was being held in Eva's arms, burst into tears. Her pitiful cry could penetrate the castle and the clouds.
Looking at Delmedi's red eyes, Lu Zhiyu asked, "What's wrong?"
Lu Zhiyu took Delmedi and held her in his arms. Delmedi sobbed, pointed to her sister, and said, "She hit me!"
Verthandi glared at Delmedi. "She dropped the book, causing it to fly out of the castle!"
Lu Zhiyu asked, "What book?"
Delmedi wiped away her tears, pointed to the table, and said, "The one on that table..."
Lu Zhiyu suddenly remembered that it was the book called The Book of the Devil, the Devil's picture book! He frowned. This book was not an ordinary book, and the loss of it could cause a great deal of trouble.
Seeing Lu Zhiyu's frown, Delmedi cried even more passionately. "Dad is unhappy with me! My sister doesn't like me, and my father doesn't like me now either." 
Lu Zhiyu rubbed Delmedi's head softly. "You naughty rascal. Don't worry about the book. Let's go to dinner!"
Although he said these words to soothe her, Lu Zhiyu was really worried about the loss of this book.


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


"This shows that you are better than Qiao Nan!" Qian Yanyan smiled. That was right. How could a high school student be better than a college student?
Qiu Chenxi was too unsure of herself that she insisted Qian Yanyan to get Qiao Nan's lesson plans for her. If Qian Yanyan was her, she would not be afraid of Qiao Nan at all.
Qiu Chenxi bit her lip, feeling insulted. "What do you know?"
The reason why the lesson plans did not flow smoothly was a deliberate act by Qiao Nan. It was not that she did not think it through. In fact, she left gaps so that she could be flexible and make changes according to the circumstances. Like her, Qiao Nan was capable of improving the flow and making it coherent.
That was why she said that the lesson plans that Qiao Nan prepared had a lot of flexibility.
It could be said that although Qiao Nan had prepared the lesson plans, she could make changes based on that day's circumstances right on the spot. For instance, she could teach the content that was meant for several days later today.
Others might have thought that Qiao Nan did not plan in advance, but in fact, this was brilliant of her to be able to make flexible changes and adjustments on the spot. 
Qiu Chenxi began to doubt whether Qiao Nan was studying as a student or working as a teacher at Ping Cheng High School. Her lesson plans were very detailed and well-thought-out. 
Qiu Chenxi would never say all these to Qian Yanyan. She had to maintain her dignity. "Alright, no matter what, thank you for this. You can have that skirt. It's my way to express my gratitude." Qiu Chenxi knew that Qian Yanyan had long been eyeing her new skirt. She was not stingy with her.
Actually, Qiu Chenxi did not like the new skirt. Otherwise, she would not have brought it to the army camp. 
Qiu Chenxi's original plan was to bring it to the army camp and wear it for a few days. If it could not be cleaned thoroughly, she would throw it away. 
She never expected that Qian Yanyan would like the skirt and would be eyeing it for such a long time.
Anyway, if she would throw the skirt in a few days, she might as well use it to buy over Qian Yanyan.
"Qiu Chenxi, you are so good to me. I won't reject your good intention. We are so close with each other." Qian Yanyan was so exhilarated that she did not realize Qiu Chenxi was looking at her with disdain and distaste.
Qian Yanyan took the skirt and looked into the mirror to see if it fitted her. "Qiu Chenxi, do you think that I look particularly beautiful in this skirt? Isn't it very suitable for me?"
"Of course. If it is not suitable for you, I will not give it to you. By the way, Qian Yanyan, the clothes that I changed out of yesterday…"
"I understand. Just leave them there. I will wash them for you. Anyway, you will not stay for long in the army camp and this is not the first time that I washed them for you. You can count on me for these few days."
"Qian Yanyan, you are indeed my good friend."
"Of course."
"Qian Yanyan, I have to prepare for the class tonight. Why don't you go back first?" Qiu Chenxi looked at the door. "Also, regarding what happened today?"
"What happened today?" Qian Yanyan arched her eyebrows and laughed, cracking herself up.
"Very good, you can make a move back first." There were times when Qian Yanyan was smart, but there were also times when she knew how to act foolishly when needed to. It was very interesting to make friends with such people.
After dinner, Qiao Nan went back to the dormitory to look for her lesson plans, but no matter where she looked, she could not find it. "Hmm, where did it go? I remember I placed it on the table." Could she have lost her memory that she did not remember where she had placed it?
"Teacher Xiao Qiao, what's wrong?" The female counselor came back and saw that Qiao Nan seemed to be looking for something. "What is missing? Can I help you to look for it?"
"It's my lesson plans. Before I went for dinner, I remembered placing it here, but I can't find it now."
"How can that be? You have worked on that for the whole day. You can't afford to lose it. I will help you look for it." The female counselor was anxious. She knew how much effort Qiao Nan had put in while preparing the lesson plans. "It's impossible. Although we are in the mountains and there are mosquitoes and a few mice, I have never seen such a big mouse that likes books."
When the female counselor brought Qiao Nan to have dinner with her, she remembered seeing Qiao Nan leave the book on the table. She did not place it elsewhere. 
After a while, the female counselor stopped searching for the book. "Teacher Xiao Qiao, this won't do. I feel that you have not misplaced the book. Could it be that…" Was it taken away by others?
Anyway, it was definitely not taken away by the mouse!
"Teacher Xiao Qiao, why not I inform my superiors and ask around to find out who took your book and get the person to hand it back? It's strange. The book is only useful to you alone, and nobody else has any use for it. Not many people in the army can understand English. Who will take your book? It is…"
Qiao Nan grabbed the female counselor. "Forget it."
"Forget it? How can we do that?" The lesson plans were gone. Teacher Xiao Qiao had worked hard for a day. That was a waste of her effort. "If the lesson plans are gone, how are you going to conduct your class?"
"It's easy. Since the lesson plans were written by me, I know them inside out. It's all in here." Qiao Nan pointed at her head. "Besides, that's just an ordinary notebook. It will only cost fifty cents to buy another new notebook. Is it suitable to mobilize everyone just for this book?"
If Chief Zhai knew about it, he would think that she was being unreasonable.
She wanted to search for it, but the solution that the female counselor came up with was unsuitable.
Was it necessary for her to create a fuss in the army camp and for the leading cadres to interrogate every soldier as if they were prisoners just for the sake of a notebook that only cost fifty cents?
"Then, that's it?" The female counselor was upset. She was unhappy that what was missing was as common as a notebook. 
The people in the army should be the best of the best. How could there be any petty thief among them?
What about the fifty cents? As what Chairman Mao had said in the Three Main Rules of Discipline and the Eight Points for Attention, one should never take a single needle or thread from the public, let alone a book that cost fifty cents!
The most important thing was not how much this book was worth, but what was written inside. It was all knowledge and wisdom!
When she was reminded that someone in her army was light-fingered, the female counselor felt very upset.
"Let's just let it be. Maybe someone pulled a prank on me. It doesn't matter. I will just write it again. This time, I will not be in a hurry. I will only prepare for the upcoming lesson. I was in a hurry earlier today as I wanted to come up with an overall teaching outline. Now that I have come up with the outline, everything will be alright." Qiao Nan smiled bitterly. There was nothing else that she could do. 
She did not expect that this would happen in the sacred and disciplined army camp. 
She could not possibly say that when she was studying at Ping Cheng High School, she did not even lose her eraser, let alone her notebook.


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!"

The aliens that built the crystal ruins always fascinated Ves. Through his continued proximity to the crystal city, he imagined an increasingly detailed picture of their race.

The crystal builders very likely evolved from a terrestrial planet not too divergent from the terran standard. This meant they likely looked like organisms from the terran animal kingdom. Throughout the galaxy, nature often led to the same solutions to the same problems. That was also why humanoid-looking aliens were remarkably common in the galaxy.

Some radical scientists even believed that some outside force had artificially inflated the prevalence of sexually dimorphic humanoids with two arms, two legs and a head. Of course, no one believed them. The most predominant theory was that the shift from walking on four limbs to walking on two limbs freed up the forelimbs for the usage of tools, which subsequently led to the birth of civilization.

These kinds of humanoid aliens made up a substantial amount of species in the galaxy.

The crystal builders happened to be a variant of the standard humanoid form. As Ves peered over the remarkably preserved corpse through the portal, he noted that it was as small as he imagined.

The tiny corpse possessed a weird face with cavities all around its uneven ball-like shape. Ves couldn't figure out which senses corresponded with any of the cavities. One hole might turn out to be the mouth while the other could be an ear.

Its torso possessed a natural hunch, which meant the alien likely walked around while holding a naturally bent posture akin to primates. Nevertheless, their arms were remarkably short and stubby even for their stature, as if they had atrophied through long generations of neglect. Their legs looked lean and normal, with much wider soles and more bend into them in order to stabilize their hunched posture.

"They look like little puppets."

Another amusing thought sprang into his mind. He imagined a kid playing around with living crystal builders. The kid grabbed two of them with each hand and smashed them against each other, not caring at all how much he hurt the aliens.

Ves shook his head. He couldn't help but belittle these tiny aliens despite their impressive technological achievements. It was human instinct to treat any creature smaller than themselves as toys or pets.

Such assumptions could be dangerously negligent, as some species of small aliens possessed a lot of might.

"Lucky, don't eat the corpse. Bring it back to me!"

Fortunately, Lucky appeared to obey him without any fudging this time. As a gem cat, his favorite food consisted of mundane and exotic minerals. Actual flesh and blood hardly whetted his appetite. Lucky carefully grasped the corpse with his maw and flew back through the portal before depositing it onto his outstretched gauntlet.

"Curious."

Ves had no idea how much time had passed since the alien had died, but it must have been millions of years at the very least. Why hadn't it decomposed?

Ves whipped up his trusty Vulcaneye and meticulously scanned the alien.

He quickly found out why the corpse hadn't broken down all these years. The alien had actually replaced his flesh with a flexible crystal substance. Certain cavities within the body must have hosted the brains and other vitally important organs. They had long been broken down into dust, leaving only an empty shell behind.

"Even for the crystal builders, this must be an extravagant procedure."

He imagined this alien once held a very high status among his race. He might even be the master of the crystal garden.

While Ves would never in a million years wish to replace his body with a mechanical equivalent, he still found this corpse to be of utmost importance. It was a potential treasure in the eyes of those who pursued immortality through mechanising their bodily functions.

The supple, flexible crystals that bent when he lightly squeezed them with his gauntlet also held a lot of value. If Ves could derive its composition and reproduce it in his labs, he might be able to invent a new substance that would be ideal in armoring the joints and other parts of a mech that needed a of flexibility.

"It's likely to be extraordinarily expensive."

From what Ves could gather from the readings of his Vulcaneye, the exotics used in the flexible crystal exceeded the ones used in the solid crystal ruins. Thus, any attempt to derive some value out of the flexible crystal could only be put off until his career had advanced.

Ves put away the crystal builder's corpse and ordered Lucky to dig up the crystal garden for any other treasures.

The portal opened and closed several times. For safety's sake, Ves always called back Lucky to his side of the portal before it closed. Although the crystal city's portal generator worked fine so far, Ves would be a fool to assume that ancient alien technology worked flawlessly after countless eons of neglect.

The crystal garden suffered a very different outcome from the crystal city and the crystal palace. The aliens abandoned the latter two, but the former still held a single powerful occupant. Perhaps a retinue of servants and bodyguards had accompanied the crystal cyborg to their deaths, but nothing of their existence remained in the ruined garden.

As Lucky dug out the uneven crystal structures in the garden, Ves studied the sample of the plantmeat that Lucky had also brought back. The Vulcaneye read out a bunch of data that only exobiologists would understand.

All he knew for certain was that it was actually still alive and that it possessed both plant-like and flesh-like traits. Considering that it had grown over the crystal garden and survived for who knew how long, Ves suspected that it might be some kind of bioweapon.

"A clash between two different alien civilizations perhaps?"

Besides the sample of plantmeat, Ves hadn't found any traces of the threat the crystal builders faced. All of their history was lost to time, and only their most enduring creations remained to prove their existence. So many races rose and fell in the galaxy that Ves hardly shed a tear to the passing of another race.

Humanity was a practical race. They only cared about the benefits. Most of the time, that meant exterminating any aliens they came across and loot the best parts of their technology for humanity's own use.

Ves merely thought of himself as someone who followed that trend as he instructed Lucky to crack open the crystal structures, which held a lot of cultural significance.

The crystal structures of the garden contained a lot more furniture, but none of them interested Ves. It wasn't until Lucky dug into the basement levels of the largest crystal structure that he managed to come across something remarkable.

It was a circular plate the size of his palm. To the aliens, it must have been a large table or piece of art. To Ves, its shape hardly roused his interest. Instead, he focused on the tiny crystals embedded onto its surface.

"Is that the galaxy?"

The embedded crystals on the table depicted the Milky Way Galaxy in a very accurate depiction. It hardly differed from the modern appearance of the galaxy. Ves could actually use the differences between the two to date the table's construction, though he wasn't particularly interested in doing so.

What Ves focused on instead was that the map highlighted a couple of stars with crystals of different colors. They were so small that Ves had to magnify his helmet's visor in order to see them clearly. He realized that the outermost one corresponded to the location of the Komodo Star Sector.

"That should stand for this planet or where the Joe System."

The other miniscule gems spread out over the rest of the Milky Way Galaxy, though most of the colored gems had been affixed in roughly the same 'slice' of the galaxy. This likely meant that the crystal builder's civilization had stretched from the galactic center to the galactic rim!

"Had they once been the dominant race of the galaxy as well?"

The significance of these ruins went up if that happened to be true. Had those portals stretched over thousands of light-years? Was the crystal garden actually located in the galactic center?

That would be a mind-blowing fact if that was true!

Sweat started to trickle down his back as Ves realized the implications of his discoveries. Perhaps he misinterpreted the map, or perhaps the crystal builders liked to exaggerate their accomplishments, but Ves became more determined than ever to keep this secret to himself. He ordered Lucky to retrieve the table.

The crystal garden hadn't turned up any other treasures. Lucky dug up a lot of furniture, but in his eyes it might as well be junk. Still, the table potentially held a lot of value, because when Ves scanned it with the Vulcaneye, he found out that it held a dense amount of circuits.

He intended to decipher their contents later once his abilities progressed.

"Well, that's two ruins down. Hopefully, there's more."

The galaxy map fostered some hope in Ves. It contained a score of colored gems, and Ves hoped that they corresponded to all of the destinations of the portal generator. As long as he played the lottery long enough, he should eventually be able to open a portal to all of those locations.

"Sadly, I'm running out of time." He sighed.

Much of the value derived from these ruins consisted of things that weren't immediately useful to him. He would have to improve his knowledge base by a substantial amount and put in a lot of research before he could profit from his gains.

A potentially massive payoff twenty or so years from now wasn't very useful compared to what he could earn when he went back to designing mechs.

"I'm a mech designer. I design mechs. Researching alien remnants is only useful if it helps me build better mechs."

It only made sense for him to moonlight as a treasure hunter so long as it benefited his designs. If he could readily decipher the crystal builder's technology, then he didn't mind being stranded here for years, although he would likely be forced to subside on clawed worm meat.

His face crinkled into a disgusted expression. "No thanks."

Over the next two days, Ves resumed his endless lottery draw. He continued to shoot the alien rune monuments like a monkey banging at a keyboard.

If the monkey continued to type a random mash of letters, he'd eventually be able to reproduce an exact copy of Old Earth's classics.

Ves indeed felt like a monkey as he continued to persist in this monotonous task with hardly any rest. He forcibly kept himself awake as sleep would eat a precious amount of time that he could have used to gamble for another successful combination.

His luck turned out to be awful as Ves failed to hit a successful combination in the remaining amount of time. Every single time he hit a different combination of fifteen runes, the crystal spires would shoot out their light beams at him without fail.

"Seems like I won't be gaining anymore harvests this time." He sighed at the end of his time limit.

His mind had practically become fossilized at the excruciatingly boring routine. Even Lucky hadn't bothered to do anything but sleep at the same spot. Even if a light beam passed through his intangible body, the disturbance wasn't enough to wake him out of his rest.

Ves was ready to go home.

He retrieved the alloy key monument and wondered why the crystal builders had used metals instead of crystals. He also wondered why they made it relatively easy to open a portal to the location of this monument.

"Will it actually be able to bring me back home, or is it some kind of trap?"

No matter the truth, Ves owed it to himself to try the combination. He had already fixated on the runes in question and began to shoot at them in the order depicted by the keys. He chose to read out the runes from left to right and top to bottom.

A bunch of light beams hit him right through the head.

"Okay then. These aliens aren't a fan of reading from left to right."

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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Lee Fei opened his eyes suddenly, his body arched panting and he sat on the bed. He was breathing hard, trying to keep some air in his lungs, everything around him was in the gloom, but he could not see anything right. He was sweating and shaking his body was aching, he felt his throat dry and his head was throbbing, then again he closed his eyes briefly and tried to calm his breathing, but he felt sick and in pain.

 Suddenly his throbbing head got worse and he grabbed his head with both hands and fainted again, images and memories that were not there before appeared in his mind as a long movie in which he can't pause, Lee Fei felt as if he were having his head split in two. After a few long minutes of suffering, he finally calms down, but he still remains unconscious, inwardly he was analyzing his new memories.

 When Lee Fei woke up again, he sat up slowly in his bed and took a deep breath, his body still sore and his head was throbbing, but he calmed down and was no longer agitated. His bed is very comfortable, there was a pillow made of goose feathers, the sheet that covers your bed is made of high-quality fabric, the blanket that was covering it was made of the best quality wool is soft and warm. 

 His room was quite spacious, there was a glossy wooden desk with several sheets of paper, of course, bad quality sheets, at least Lee Fei thought while he looked at the yellowed sheets, but his "new" memories reminded him that this was a very luxurious material for this world. Next to the papers was an inkwell and a long and elegant feather, Lee Fei didn't know which animal that feather belonged, but it was so bright that he could see even a layer of gold speckles in the white part.

 The chair, which fit the desk, had a luxurious red-colored upholstery, an armchair near the fireplace, and a small table with two elegant chairs by the window. The whole room is made of stone, the floor was covered with a soft and well-crafted rug, beside the bed was a piece of furniture that had a jug of water, next to it was a glass of hardwood, a refined ceramic vase to washing his face and a cotton cloth used to wipe it, under the bed were two basins of copper to make basic necessities. 

 There was a folding screen on the diagonal side of the room, it was a wooden folding screen used when one needed to bathe in a large tub, next to the wooden folding screen there is a small wooden bench, which is used by a servant or novice who would help bathe somebody. Near the wooden door was a sleek, elegant chest, which must have his clothes and things, the chests were often used to store things, there wasn't the ease of the closets or wardrobes, not in a place like that. 

 After his vision adjusted to semi-darkness, Lee Fei groped by the bedside table and got something like a lighter, but it was actually a magical wooden tool that pressed the button to create a small flame. He pressed the button of the magic tool and lit the candlestick beside his bed, lightening the room in the dim light. Lee Fei was a bit stunned by this magical lighter, but he was too tired to cheer himself up with magic in this place, he wanted to look for a mirror and a book, the first to see his figure and the second to get a sense of this world.

 With the flickering lighting of the candles, he managed to observe the decor that has a bit of luxury, but generally showed a simplicity when compared to some rooms of nobles, which he saw in photos and paintings in his past life. There were three large windows in the north wall that were covered with heavy velvet cloths of wine, but even so, it was possible that the sun partially brightened the atmosphere, but the cold breeze of that autumn didn't pass through the velvet curtains.

 Looking at all of this, Lee Fei knew he wasn't in China in the twenty-first century, he wasn't even in China in any century, he doubted whether he was on planet Earth!

 The last thing that Lee Fei remembers is to have gone to work that autumn morning and in his interval read a book that he bought a few days ago, then everything went black in his vision and he passed out. That simple! He couldn't stop his lips from forming a sarcastic smile, this was very ironic, he never thought he would die like this without warning, without a buzzer from a bus, truck or car, just sitting at his desk and holding up a book ... That didn't make much sense!

PUF! He died and reincarnate somewhere so far away from China that it could be very well on a different planet!

 Lee Fei got up and went to the trunk, his steps were half hesitant and his body was begging to go back to bed, it seemed that he had been beaten, his body ached everywhere.

 His movements weren't very natural as if he were adjusting to his new body, which was medium-sized, slender and supple, very different from his tall, toned body of his past life, he felt a lack of strength in that body. The clothes he was wearing didn't help his movements, it was a long sweater that reached his feet that were very white and even small and delicate, but they weren't beautiful enough to be women's feet. However, these feet showed that he wasn't in a body of someone who worked hard, the delicacy of his new feet said that this body was a noble or someone from a very rich family.

 Opening the chest, Lee Fei searched quietly between the layers of clothing, which were generally baggy trousers, loose tunics, and even clerical garments, which were wide dark-colored robes with elaborate embroidery of the world's dominant religion. He paused for a few seconds contemplating the Western clergy's clothes, his gaze was calm and he showed no agitation in his face, so quietly he rummaged through the chest for a few minutes until he found a silver mirror, of course, it wasn't like cheap mirrors and more of the modern world.

 The small mirror was in a frame rich with details and some precious jewels, the frame was gold and the smooth surface of the mirror was all silver. Then he went to the window and opened the curtains letting the sunlight penetrate into the gloomy room, so he can finally see his reflection in the mirror. There he saw his reflection, which was a reflection of a stranger in his eyes, but that didn't shake him, after all, he had already recovered all his new memories and found that he had died suddenly in his past life, now he was reincarnated into a new body.

 On the silver surface was the image of a young man with short red hair, a very old-fashioned cuticle-shaped hairstyle, beautiful blue eyes that were as shimmering and somber as the night sky, his pink lips looked like two petals of fresh flowers, his face seemed gently carved like an angel and his teeth were clear and straight. Clearly, this wasn't the image that Lee Fei had until a few hours ago when he was reading his new book, there was no longer the golden tone on his skin, nor his black hair and his oriental features, which he greatly appreciated. 

 His reflection in the mirror only confirmed what he already knew, he had passed away very young and reincarnated in another body, of course, it could also be that he only recovered the memories of his previous life and had been dead for years.

 "I even reincarnated as an extra character in the novel I was reading?" Lee Fei thought with a little resentment in his heart, after all, he had died, that at least he was the MC of this world!

 Of course, Lee Fei wasn't dissatisfied with his new appearance, which was similar to an angel, although he thought he had some rather childish and slightly feminine traits, especially the plump cheeks and small, delicate nose. He was a little proud because of his face that was as handsome as an angel, at the same time he felt regret because his face in the past life wasn't bad, the worst was his new body that was soft and flexible because his previous body was well worked and agile.

 However, the biggest surprise for Lee Fei was to feel peculiar energy circling gently in his body, he paused for a moment and thought of something, then snapped his fingers and at the tip of his fingers light and colorful energy glowed delicately. The young boy had a smile on his face as he watched this magical energy in his fingers, but soon the smile disappeared, because the situation wasn't very good, after all, Lee Fei reincarnated in the novel he was reading before he died, he remembered The situation in this world wasn't very well, especially, for young handsome men with angels faces and flexible bodies.

 Lee Fei clearly recalled that this novel was rather profound and interesting, addressing some issues such as acceptance of male homosexuality, **** among men (which shouldn't be ignored and shouldn't be ashamed to have suffered such abuse, but to face the reality of being a victim and to fight to never go through it again), about overcoming these traumas and how to move forward without having to take revenge. Summarizing it was a very good book with great teachings if you erase the parts of violence, rapes, demonic possessions, witchcraft, theft of children's souls, abortions, among other barbarities, which in the book carries deep meaning, but reincarnating in a world like this ... It really does look like some kind of nightmare! 

 Yes, Lee Fei reincarnated in a BL dark book, where sex was very pornographic and exciting, on the other hand, there was something sadistic about many of the characters in this book, it wasn't a good world to reincarnate. Human rights? Doesn't exist! Compassion ... It's just a dream! Good people ... as rare as the feather of a phoenix amid the feathers of the chickens! Fair laws? As illusory as a rainbow!
Lee Fei lowered the mirror and looked out of the window, where he could see a large courtyard and a little further afield he could see other buildings that looked like some kind of inn or dorm, but there was a nice building in the middle of all those buildings, there were to a fine road made of a cobblestone street, where bright green shrubs and trees, which were with their red leaves due to autumn, bordered this path. The most striking and beautiful building was the Temple of Matteo, which is also where the BL dark novel begins. 

"At least I'm not the villain of this world," though Lee Fei, consoling himself mentally, as he sighed in resignation for accepting the fact that he had reincarnated as an insignificant character in this BL dark novel. 

The villains of these darks books were the worst, being people without salvation, something like rapists, pedophiles ... Anyway, people who couldn't be forgiven or reformed! If Lee Fei had reincarnated as a villain in this story and had already done the barbarities with the MC, there would only be death and regret without end in this life, because as a villain like this could live in the same world of MC, even if he fled to the mountains the plot would kill him miserably in the future!

He looked at the item above the fireplace, there were sun and moon attached to a double ring, that was the symbol of the god of light, who is the god of the Enlightenment Religion of the Rising Sun Church, which is the predominant religion in the whole continent. 

"Besides being an unimportant character in history, I'm still a bishop ..." Lee Fei muttered a little resentfully. He wasn't religious in his past life since his parents died when he was only 15, he stopped believing in a divine entity. However, observing the symbol of the church he can't help but feel a shiver all over his body, it was now undeniable that Lee Fei had some fear and belief in the divine.

"But ... to be a bishop ... Isn't that too much?" Thought Lee Fei a little dejected, after all, to believe in the divine and to be part of the clergy of a church were very different things!

This novel is on the Scribble website now and in the user account Take_the_Moon on Qidian, the novel is under another title. Thanks for following up here.

Lee Fei has a photographic memory and was a librarian who loves reading all sorts of content, reading from bridge building books to adult content books (BL) to classic literature. Yes, this 27-year-old has no prejudice when it comes to books and knowledge.

One day, after buying a very suspicious but very interesting book, in an antique shop which was quite dark and had a mystical air, he hears a laugh in his mind and everything goes dark. When he opens his eyes again, he is in a completely different and very old world - similar to Feudal Europe - unfortunately, he was in the world of the book he was reading before "dying."

The book is titled Song of Darkness is a BL dark book that tells the story of a young novice who has been abused and who by an accident ends up trapped in an ancient and powerful demon. The young man is expelled and presumed dead by the church, with nowhere to go he and the devil begin their adventure.

Eventually, the demon falls in love with this former novice, of course, that in the end, the young boy has his revenge on the one who committed the greatest abuse in his past. Unfortunately, or fortunately, Lee Fei was not born as the MC of this book, but as a mafia character, or an extra character, he was born as Emery Darcy of Grand Duke Leon's powerful aristocratic family, who had connections with the royal family of Aurora.

As is a tradition in the medieval age, the first son is the heir, the second son will be a warrior and the third son goes to church, the other children are for marriage arrangements. Lee Fei was reborn as the third son and now found himself in the body of a young bishop following the exorcist's path, yes, this world had not only demons, there were also witches, wizards, mages, people with telekinetic powers, royal healers, exorcists, and summoners…

Emery Darcy had everything to be a successful exorcist, but the envy of many people causes Emery to fall into a trap and be expelled from the church and reneged by his family, and a few years later his family fell into ruin because of a “disease” that kills most men only by leaving children. So mean people steal everything from the Darcy Family, Emery, who though banished, was the only blood descendant who could take over the family, so these villains chased him until he sold him to a brothel to be a sex toy!

In this world that is similar to the dark ages except that supernatural things are really true, Lee Fei will try to escape the human traps, the seduction of demons and the dominant fallen angel who insists on following Lee Fei wherever he goes.
However the MC who was supposed to be a little lamb at the beginning of the novel starts acting strange and full of honey schemes for the young virgin Lee Fei, the demon who was supposed to be a jealous narcissist was now a Tsundere! And the fallen angel…

Lee Fei: Wait! There was no fallen angel in the original novel!

Fallen Angel: I just came to watch the show! Go on… I'm hoping you and MC get together and do that!*obscene gestures* But if the demon also participates, I'll want a part too! That tight part of you… *obscene gestures*

Lee Fei: Get out!

Fallen Angel: If no one wants you, I can sacrifice myself to do that! *obscene gestures* Hahahaha

Lee Fei: I just wanted a peaceful life! Where are these supernatural beings coming from who just want to throw my life into chaos ?!

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