Penulis : Fuyuhara Patora
Ilustrator : Usatsuka Eiji
Penerjemah : Lumia
Editor : Lumia 
PDF : Lumia
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Spirit Curing Pet Clinic. 
Sun Xiaomeng was sitting alone in her office, contemplating with her chin rested on her hands. 
In front of her, the computer screen was displaying two documents: one was a PDF file in English about animal behaviorism, and the other one was a Word file where the cursor was blinking. It was the Chinese version of the PDF file which was translated by a translation software. 
On her right side, a pot of bracket plant on the windowsill was bathing in the soft autumn sunshine and growing healthily, bringing vigor to this quiet and simple office. 
Behind her was a customized bookshelf that almost covered the whole wall. The bookshelf was stuffed with all kinds of professional books. Voluminous books that were as thick as dictionaries were put on the bottom, regular academic books were placed on the top shelves where she could reach them by raising her hands, and in the prime position in the middle were the latest journals and magazines in Chinese and in English. If she was going to relocate her clinic in the future, it would take much effort to move this bookshelf alone. 
It was not accurate to say that she was in contemplation: she was absent-minded. Her brain was completely vacant, a status she enjoyed very much, because she could temporarily get away from her busy schedule in the clinic and her studies so that her brain could get a rest. 
Knock, knock! 
She was woken up from her vacant status by a knock on her office door. 
"Come in." She rubbed her palms and placed her warm palms on her cheeks so that her stiff face became softer. 
Wang Qian and Li Kun pushed the door open, but they didn't come in. They just stood at the door and said, "Sister Xiaomeng, we have cleaned everywhere else except your office. Would you like to check up our work?" 
Sun Xiaomeng didn't ask them to clean this office because her "patients’" medical records were placed on her desk, and she was afraid that they would mess them up. Besides, she was the only one who usually came in this office, so it was not dirty at all. 
"No, I won’t check. You can leave earlier if you have finished your work." She trusted them and was satisfied with their work. Cleaning for a clinic was heavy work, but they had done it really well. 
In the beginning, Sun Xiaomeng was really disgusted by their stupid talking, and for a time, she really wanted to tell them not to come to her clinic anymore. But later, she found that they were very responsible at work, and since they had experience working for a pet shop, they were also good at taking care of pets. Their stupid talking was dwarfed by their excellent work, so she gradually got used to their presence in her clinic. 
"Okay, we are leaving then." They said goodbye to Sun Xiaomeng and closed the door softly. 
They didn't leave the clinic right away. Instead, they went to the cashier and cozied up to Long Xian again. It was obvious that they quite liked the new nurse. Why? Probably because Long Xian was very patient and could tolerate their stupid talking, though in the eyes of Sun Xiaomeng, Long Xian was just being polite. 
After a while, their voices disappeared. They probably had left the clinic and went back  to the university for classes. 
Knock, knock! 
Someone was knocking at the door again. 
"Come in." 
Long Xian pushed open the door and stuck in her head, "Sister Xiaomeng, Wu Yue is here. I have brought her to the operating room." 
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute." 
Sun Xiaomeng checked the calendar on her computer, and pulled a medical records file from the cubbyholes on her desk. She put it under one arm, walked out of the office quickly, made a right turn and then arrived at the operating room. 
"Hello, Doctor, I’m here to trouble you again." 
In the operating room was a middle-aged woman holding a flight case. She was dressed up elegantly, wearing a beige woolen coat that fit her well and a pale blue scarf that suited her temperament. She seemed well-educated from her behaviors and the way she talked. 
"Madam Wu, you are punctual as always." Sun Xiaomeng smiled at her cordially. Wu Yue was her long-term client, and she had been visiting her clinic every day recently. 
"I am very sorry to trouble you every day," said Wu Yue very politely. 
"What are you talking about? I’m just doing my job." Sun Xiaomeng had a very good impression of Wu Yue, not only because of her temperament and the way she talked, but also because of her decision. 
Sun Xiaomeng looked out the window, "It's a nice day today, but according to the weather forecast, tomorrow will be windy with temperature drops. Please keep warm and don't catch a cold." 
"Really? Thanks for reminding me. I will put on more clothes tomorrow." Wu Yue smiled gently. 
"Also, please keep Little White warm," Sun Xiaomeng reminded her. 
"Yes, absolutely." Wu Yue put the flight case in her hands on the ground and opened the case. She held up a Pekingese dog from the case. 
The Pekingese dog gazed at Sun Xiaomeng with its black-and-white eyes open wide, sticking its tongue out fawningly towards Sun Xiaomeng. It seemed quite perky. 
"Hello, Little White, how are you?" Sun Xiaomeng rubbed its chin and it barked twice. Little White enjoyed when she got close to it. 
Little White was a normal Pekingese dog that was wearing a pair of special shorts for dogs on its butt—this was quite normal, because many dog owners would put such shorts on their pets for many different reasons. For example, when the dogs were on their menstrual periods, or when the owners didn’t want their dogs to be sterilized nor did they want their dogs to get pregnant, or when their dogs were sick... 
Sun Xiaomeng held up Little White to the operating table, and Wu Yue put her hands on its body and touched it softly to stop it from moving. Little White was lying with its stomach on the table without moving or barking. Little White was not like this the first time it was here - it tried to run away a couple of times after seeing all the strange-looking tools and the cold stainless-steel operative instruments. 
Sun Xiaomeng opened the file and looked at Little White’s case. Though she could almost recite what was in there, she read through the file seriously out of respect to Wu Yue. 
"Is Little White’s diet schedule and bowel movements normal?" She put on the disposable rubber gloves and started the regular inquiry as diagnosis. 
"Yes, I totally follow the diet standard made by you," answered Wu Yue earnestly. Sun Xiaomeng formulated nutritional meals with ingredients precise to the unit of gram according to Little White’s age and weight. Little White seemed to be in good spirits recently, and it was probably due to Sun Xiaomeng’s nutritional menu. 
"Good to know." Sun Xiaomeng took out a small flashlight from the pocket of her white gown, turned it on and observed closely Little White’s eyes, nose, and ear canals. She then pinched its chin to observe its tongue and throat. 
She nodded towards Wu Yue, indicating everything was normal. 
Sun Xiaomeng took off the dog shorts worn by Little White. There was medical cotton and medical gauze circling Little White’s stomach and the binding was stabilized by medical tape. The furs around its stomach were shaved so short that its pink skin was visible. A bit of transparent plastic tube was sticking out from beneath the cotton. 
Wu Yue turned away her head. She couldn't bear to see it like this. 
Sun Xiaomeng took out Vaseline from the medicine cabinet and applied it on the anal thermometer to test the body temperature of Little White. 
Since they had been meeting every day, Little White felt very close to Sun Xiaomeng and almost treated her as its second owner. Though it shuddered a bit, it lay on the operating table still and didn't struggle or run away. 
Two minutes later, Sun Xiaomeng pulled out the anal thermometer and looked at the temperature indicated on it. 
"How is it?" Wu Yue asked anxiously. 
Sun Xiaomeng nodded towards Wu Yue again and smiled, "Its body temperature is normal. Little White is in good condition." 
Wu Yue exhaled one long breath, and relaxed for the first time since they met.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

"What?" He shouted back. 

"Run!" Lizeth fired her rifle at the holes in that building. She fired the rifle worse this time due to the fact that the Focus ability was in cooldown. Lizeth ran to Abdul's direction in order to save him.

Abdul noticed Lizeth who was running in his direction with a rifle on her hands. He pulled a pistol out of his pocket and closed the laptop. The shout noticed the insurgents and they shouted something in Arabic as they started engaging Lizeth. Dozen of bullets started flying from the hole of the building.

"Aaaah," a bullet found its way to Lizeth's left hand. She used his focus ability again to slow down time. There was five insurgent on the building. She flipped the 3x zoom on her scope and made a precision fire on the enemy. 

Still, one of those guys decided to bring the big guns. A PK machine gun. It gave sudden shiver down Lizeth's spine. She quickly aimed down sights at the machine gunner and killed him. Abdul was running into the car and started the engine. 

Lizeth went for the passenger seat and she pulled the window down to shoot at the insurgent. The focus was on cooldown. One of the insurgents picked up the machine gun and started raining down bullets at her. 

The bullets were raining down. Not to the car, but to Lizeth. She got shot in the torso and in the left hand. Abdul managed to drive the car away from that city block of Fallujah. Lizeth, the foreigner, was more shocked than Abdul since she only knew that IS had been destroyed.

"You said that IS had been pushed away from Fallujah," Lizeth shouted to Abdul for the bad intel.

"Yes, IS, not insurgents," Abdul tried to make a good reason, "C'mon, at least we have good intel."

"Good intel your head," Lizeth opened his IFAK and raised the sleeves of her combat shirt to treat her wounds. He opened a bandage and wrapped it around the wounds on her hands. Lucky for her, thanks to the bullet damage reduction, the wound wasn't as painful as she thought it would be. "It's better be worth it Abdul," Lizeth said.

"Don't worry. It's a dead drop that is supposed to be sent for the insurgents," Abdul said. Lizbeth just smacked her hand on her forehead.

"It's not from INIS?" Lizbeth narrowed her eyes.

"Yes. It's supposed to be an intel that will be transported to a country. We intercepted it, I will send it to Langley," Abdul said as he handed down the laptop to Lizbeth, "Could you send it for me Lynx?"

"Yeah, but could you let me see the INIS files? I need some Intel on this village on the south of Al-Qaim," Lizeth said as she grabbed the laptop and sent that file to Langley. Lizeth opened the INIS server through Abdul's laptop. It was a server with multiple files.

"Hmm, Abdul, which one is the file on Al-Qaim?" She put her hands on the keyboard as the mouse was pointed to the search bar. 

"Intelligence On The Stolen Russian's WMD," Lizeth typed that words on the search bar, and a folder appeared. It was a folder containing pictures and a PDF document. Inside the PDF document, there was a detail on the Russian WMD. The Russian suitcase bomb. The bomb was constructed during the Soviet era.

[Amar Al-Jamari Ibn Somali]

This is the mastermind behind everything that happened on [REDACTED]. Amar Al-Jamari, more known as Blast Amar, has stolen more than 200 tons of potential IED material on the town of [REDACTED]. Based on the Intel gathered, his location was still unknown. Intel suggested that Amar has another plan. Intel said that Amar has stolen a nuke from Grozny during the Chechnya war. 

The nuke was a portable suitcase nuke bomb that has the ability to level the entire city. The state of the nuke was unstable due to the experimental state of the bomb itself. It is advised to find this bomb as soon as possible. 

The bomb was last seen in the southern region of Al-Qaim. The village was located far away from Al-Qaim. It is expected that the area itself is quite inhabited. Tread carefully, the villager used to be a staging base of IS.

[END OF REPORT]

The bomb was a silver suitcase. The suitcase wasn't that conspicuous at all. The problem was finding that silver suitcase in a place as big as an entire city. It could be anywhere. Hell. It could be under your bed if the terrorist wanted to place it there.

Lizeth wondered how a nation as big as the Russian federation could get their nuke stolen by Insurgents. Especially when the nuke was an experimental one. Everything seemed to be too unreal if she wasn't a contractor. She was too busy with her laptop and she didn't notice that they had arrived at their next destination. It was the city of Hit.

"Lynx, we have arrived," Abdul parked his car on a town that had the same name as a verb on English. Lizeth switched her loadout to casual one which was her shirt with a shemagh. She grabbed the bag from the back of the car and they walked.

"Hit? Is this really the name of the town?" Lizeth asked Abdul as they walked on the street of that small town. Different than Fallujah, this town was more civilized. The citizens were walking like an ordinary person. The buildings in that town weren't expressing that the city was in a war-torn country. She saw that Abdul was greeting several people on the street by calling them Habibi or habibti. The people just smiled at both of them.

The situation of the city made her wonder, 'Why the hell the things I see in the news is only woman in burka when the reality isn't?' she smiled at a woman in her veil. Abdul and Lizeth walked to a house near the river of that city. It was a safe house.

"I know you're very tired. Here's the key to your room," Abdul said as Lizeth took that key and walked to her room. Abdul left her because he wanted to walk around the town.

When she opened the room. She felt a cold breeze hitting her face. The room was a room with a simple bed, an air conditioner, and a bathroom. It was comfortable in comparison to sleeping in the middle of the car. She put her bag on the floor and put off her shoes. She put her body on the bed. Comfy. She then fell asleep.

CIA. FSB. How can I be involved in all of this?

How can anything happen so sudden?

Is everything has a secret meaning nowadays?

Does the government always hiding something from us?

Everything went from dealing with street thugs to dealing with a conflict between the CIA and FSB. 

The clock is ticking. Got to find that nuke fast.
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This book contains a lot of technical terms.

The greyish-blue Mercedez Benz stopped in front of the gates of Ringford High School. Students in white shirts with black plaited skirts and black pants lifted their eyes in awe to see the luxury car stop in front of the gate. Moreover, their tongues were wagging furiously.
"I wish a handsome hunk to descend from that luxury chariot!" a girl with a bob cut bang, clutched her hands on her chest, "I wish!"
"Shut up!" the guy beside her hissed and smacked her head, "An angel will descend, you see!"
"I guess it's the new girl the principal was talking about."
"Yeah... maybe."
The loud commotion of the students died down when the rear door of the car opened. Everyone held their breaths as a foot stepped down and the whole body appeared from behind the door. A girl with curly pixie with forehead bangs stepped out, wearing a similar school uniform. She was wearing a pair of white loafers to match the uniform requirements. She didn't glance at the gate and instead turned towards the car. The front door of either side opened and a man and a woman stepped out. The woman appeared to be in her late forties while the man was in his fifties.
"Are you ready?" The woman asked her as she placed her hands on her shoulders with a smile.
"Yes Ma," the girl smiled at her.
"I know you will do great," The man came and stood by her side and patted her head. 
"I will, Pa."
The girl was taller than her mother and slightly shorter than her father.
"All the best. I will send those, you know..." the woman raised her voice a bit as the girl started walking towards the gate.
"Thanks. And yes, don't worry," the girl replied hurriedly as she brushed the bangs from her forehead. But the bangs landed back on her forehead, covering it. She raised her left hand and glanced at the smartwatch on her wrist. She double-tapped it and glanced at the time.
She coolly walked ahead through the granite path as the students ogled her up and down. She kept brushing away the bangs on her forehead. She looked around with her dark eyes which were intensified by the use of kohl under her eyes.
"She must be the new girl, right?" the girl from earlier gave her a once over.
"Yeah, it seems so. I heard that she has been a top scorer at her previous school," another girl whispered carefully. The boy behind them narrowed his eyes with displeasure when he heard the girls speaking.
But this girl paid no attention to the gossips around her as she walked straight to the principal's office. She stopped in front of the door and calmly spoke, "Ma'am? May I come in?"
The principal, a middle-aged woman, wearing a pair of glasses, looked up. Her eyes widened with realization and she smiled.  
"Fiona Coulton?" she asked.
"Yes," the girl answered.
"Come in, please," the principal stood up from her chair and walked towards this girl called Fiona.
Fiona entered through the door and the principal paused in front of her.  
"Please sit down and wait for a while," the principal pointed at a couple of chairs placed in the plain-looking wall, "I will send for your class teacher as soon as the morning assembly ends."
Fiona nodded and sat down on one of the chairs. She let her black backpack slide down her back and placed it on her thighs. She was left alone in the principal's office. Out of habit, she brushed away the bangs from her forehead.    
With her calm eyes, she looked around at the office. At a corner, she could see the numerous shields and trophies placed on the top of the cardboard. One of the walls was decorated with photo frames.
Suddenly, the smartwatch on her wrist blinked with a red light. Fiona sighed and double-tapped it.
A message popped up on the screen, 'Momma_enchanted sent you a message.' She clicked on it. There was a message with a PDF attached. 
'Honey, Mission 25 will commence tonight. Boss wants you to install the tracker this time. The PDF below has a list of the persons we will be targeting tonight.'
With a sigh, Fiona downloaded the PDF file and scanned the list. She had to track down five of the fifteen people named in the list. She sighed again.
She was happy to be a seventeen-year-old secret agent. She was doing fine. What was she doing in this school, being an undercover agent? She stared at the screen of the smartwatch as the screen darkened. 
"Fiona Coulton?" an unfamiliar voice called her and she looked up. A young male teacher wearing a forget-me-not blue shirt paired with a pair of black jeans. He smiled mischievously.
Fiona narrowed her eyes, "Yes?"
"Well..." the teacher threaded his fingers through his hair, "I am Sinclair Matthew and I will be your class teacher. You will be officially introduced to the students now. Please, follow me." Fiona nodded solemnly and stood up to follow the teacher. She left the room after she took a final glance at the room.
She followed the teacher to the second floor while the teacher kept pointing at the various rooms and corners excitedly, describing the various histories related to them. Fiona sighed with boredom and kept brushing the bangs with frustration. Finally, the teacher stopped after what that felt like an eternity.
"Here is your class," he stepped in and gestured Fiona to enter. Then, he clapped his hands to get the attention of the various students sitting at their respective desks. 
"Attention, class," the teacher said with a polite grin to which the girls grunted bewitchingly, "This is Fiona Coulton. And she will be joining our class today."
The boys whistled while the girls sighed with disappointment, threatened by the appearance of a new rival. But, Fiona was unfazed as she put on a poker face and glanced around nonchalantly. 
"And yes, you will be happy to hear that she is the one that the principal has been talking about lately," the teacher continued with his cheeky grin.
A collective 'oh' resounded as the whole class turned behind to glance at a dark-eyed boy sitting at the last desk of the middle row. The desk beside him was empty. He was the boy from earlier who was displeased to know that Fiona was 'that' girl. His gaze met with Fiona's and a sneer crossed his face. Fiona calmly blinked and glanced ahead of him.

Fiona Coulton, our female lead, is the perfect daughter of her equally successfully parents. She loves to sketch and grabs the top position in her class the moment she lands into her new school. She has a secret identity that her parents successfully cover-up. But her perfect life is not so perfect. Because she has a problem that even her parents can't ignore. 
For a while, her adventures provide the distraction she needs. But, sooner or later, she has to face reality. Will she be able to do it? 

"Boss, why did you hug me?" she squirmed, "It's distracting as well as suffocating?"
"Suffocating, huh?" he said cheekily, "But, I am tired."
"..." she pressed her lips into a thin line, "But I am not your body pillow."
"Hmm, right," he loosened his hold, "You are my heart pillow."
"..."


Author's Note:
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  "Hello, assalamualaykum," I said in a small voice, holding my phone up to my left ear.

     "Walaykumsalam, please who is this?" I heard Zain's manly voice on the other side.

     "I'm Ruqayyah; your course mate, the same group on ARB101," I said timidly, twiddling with my hair nervously. 

        "Oh Ruqoyyah!, sorry I didn't check the caller before receiving it" he chuckled lightly and that made my stomach to flip. 

     "I need your help," I said and ó closed my eyes for a bit. 

    "What help?" he asked urgently as if sensing the hesitation in my voice.

     "Erm..you know..em," I stumbled with my words. It was embarrassing. 

      I mustered up my courage, "I was supposed to enrol for seven courses but I only enrolled for two courses. Please can you email me the remaining courses PDF files" I asked weakly, wishing he should say yes.

   "Okay send me your email address" he replied instantly without missing a bit. 

   "Thank you, thank you very much, I am very grateful" I chimed happily, bowing my head in gratitude as if he could see me.

Foolish girl

     I called Zaid too he also said I should send my email address. Within some hours, I received the mails from Zaid, exactly what I needed.

    I slumped down on the tattered couch in my messed up room and opened my WhatsApp to chat with Zain.

  I was someone who gave anyone or everyone she met nickname apart from their real names.

*Me* Hey baby boy☺

*Zain* Small girl

*Me* Abeg, who be small girl

*Zain* You na

*Me* Whatever, let's play twenty questions...

*Zain* Okay but dunno how to play it

*Me* I'm gonna ask you twenty questions and you gonna ask me. Vice versa

*Zain* Okay

  By the time we were through with the game, I'd learnt so much about him.

    He was in his early thirties, samosa was his favourite food. His parents were from Kogi but he was born and brought up in Kaduna. He studied mechanical engineering at Abu Zaria. His father married two wives; he was the fifth out of twenty from his father's children while he's the first out of twelve eight children from his mother.

   We talked about me too, I was in my late teen but behaved like a brat sometimes. 

  

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"It all started with a private text" 



They were two strangers

They met on WhatsApp group

He fell in love with her over time

She liked him but did not believe in love 

He would do anything for her happiness

She would be happy to be with him


But...

He was married and with a son

She was single but not wanted to mingle

He was in his early thirties

She was in her late teen

He was a Hausa

She was a Yoruba


Follow both strangers in their relationship from strangers to friends and from friends to lovers. In the midst of love, hatred, jealousy, obsession, betrayal, lies and diversities... 



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After Fang Ning read the news, he recognized more clearly the importance of the all-purpose bacteria. So, he immediately gave Ren Ruofeng a phone call to acquire the relevant information. 
"Oh, the Venerable One wants the instruction manual for the all-purpose bacteria? Okay, I'll have them send a copy over to you right away." Ren Ruofeng heard his request and agreed without any hesitation.　
"Aren't you being a little too hasty? This isn't like your usual manner of doing things at all… Whenever you encounter a problem, don't you try your very best to just stall the matter, even if it meant finding difficulties where there are none?" Sir System observed in surprise.
"What are you talking about?" For a moment, Fang Ning was at a loss for words. "Sages of the past have said that it's better for men to wait for their equipment than for the equipment to wait for men. Since this item is so well-received while the timing, geographical and social conditions are favorable to us, of course we should give this a bigger priority and make suitable preparation work. After all, this is an item that can greatly improve the production capacity of our arcane realm."　
"This is indeed a rare sight. Mr. Rich Boss, I'm starting to see you in a different light now," Sir System said honestly.　
"You flatter me," Fang Ning feigned indifference.　
Ren Ruofeng was very efficient, especially since he had received favors from him before, he was still using other people's land for beta-testing...　
Twenty minutes later, a copy of the "All-purpose Bacteria Programming Interface and Usage Precaution Manual" file was sent over via the internet.　
The document capacity was quite large, amounting up to a 3G network.　
When Fang Ning saw the size of the document, he knew that there would be video attachments inside. 　
As expected, after decompressing it, aside from a PDF file that contained tens of megabytes, the rest were all relevant video descriptions.　　
Fang Ning opened the PDF file and began to browse through it carefully.　
The first function was "Organic Synthesis".
The text description outlined the conditions required by the bacteria to carry out organic synthesis. 
At least the condition of low-level lighting, which was similar to moonlight or starlight, was needed for the bacteria to function.　
Under strong lighting, this bacteria would still be able to function as usual such as the midday direct sunlight or high-intensity artificial daylight.
The temperature range required for its survival was between 30 degrees below zero to 70 degrees above zero. However, the optimum temperature for its activity was at around 20 degrees.
Regarding its acidity and alkaline resistance, as long as the pH value was no higher than 12 and no lower than 3, it would be able to function as normal. The best pH value was naturally a neutral solution.　
After Fang Ning had roughly finished reading the text description, he quickly clicked on the related local video link.　
When the video began to play, a greenhouse appeared in the scene.　
A staff wearing full-body protection was holding a glass petri dish while standing in the greenhouse.　
Inside the petri dish, there was only a thin layer of water.
He took a test tube and injected a drop of blue-colored liquid into the petri dish.
At this moment, a video narration appeared. "This is the switch to activate the 'Organic Synthesis Function' of the all-purpose bacteria."　
A few minutes later, the entire petri dish started to turn green.　
Then, the staff proceeded to pour the liquid inside the petri dish onto the ground of the greenhouse.　
The interior of the greenhouse was illuminated by artificial daylight.　
Another few minutes had passed, and the ground that was originally dark brown in color had become a shade of green all over as if it was covered by a layer of green furry blanket. 　
"Now that the all-purpose bacteria has been cultivated, it will begin to transform into an organic matter. We can set a method for extracting the organic matter. It can be in the form of ordinary fruits that familiar to humans, or it can be in liquid form which will be more convenient for industrial extraction. This method of producing organic matter will completely change the agricultural production practices of humans that have been used for thousands of years," said the narrator.
At this point, Fang Ning habitually dragged the video to fast-forward it directly to its final 30 minutes. 
Sure enough, strawberry-shaped fruits began to appear on the green blanket on the ground. If it was not described as the product of a bacteria, consumers would probably see this as a naturally-grown, unpolluted organic food item.　
However, this should probably also count as an unpolluted organic food item. After all, no chemical fertilizers and pesticides had been used, so it should not contain any heavy metal residues...　
"In order to mass produce organic matters, as long as sufficient light energy, carbon dioxide and water are provided, with the bacteria's production rate, it could achieve up to a twenty percent conversion rate if placed under the best conditions. This means that in the synthesis formula for organic matter, every five portions of corresponding resources can be used to synthesize one portion of organic matter. This rate far surpasses the current conversion rates for all existing agricultural products, which was at least a hundred times above the latter and perhaps even more than a few thousandfolds," the narrator went on.　　
Fang Ning knew that this was not an exaggeration. He had seen the production process of wheat many times, from planting to harvest.　
Even if the weather is good, with no pests or diseases, the wheat harvested by the farmers would only contribute to a small part of the whole crop. 
That was why the selection of seeds became very important. Those wheat ears that were large and grain-bearing were considered as the good seeds because it could focus more on the organic matter in the fruit-bearing parts that humans could use.　
He continued to fast-forward the video file, finishing it in one go. Then, he realized that the functions of this all-purpose bacteria were indeed as all-encompassing as its name suggested.　　
It could treat most types of waste, absorb atmospheric pollutants, and solid pollutants. It could even be used in the production process of the mining industry to extract metals and minerals.　
"Its functions are too perfect. I keep getting the feeling that things will develop in the opposite direction when they become extreme…" Fang Ning started to worry the moment he had finished watching it.　
There were many lessons as such in human history. For example, the invention of penicillin, chemical fertilizers, DDT, freon… This list could go on forever.
Of course, one should not just choose not to eat for fear of choking. Instead, it should be used with certain limitations and not be abused.　
The functions and perfection level of this all-purpose bacteria were way beyond most technological inventions — this was what worried Fang Ning the most.　
Could there be defects and side effects to it at all?　
The manual did not address this, but it only pointed out some precautions for use.　
Even if this was a god's creation and an artifact, it could not be taken as something that was too perfect. 
One should remember that these gods themselves had managed to destroy the Upper Realm, and now they might harm the Earth and the universe...　
Fang Ning quickly raised this question to Ren Ruofeng.　
"Uh, I've directed this question to those IT personnel too. They said that this creation is indeed perfect without flaws. Even if there were any flaws, only a god can detect them, so they haven't been able to notice anything bad about it at all," Ren Ruofeng said helplessly.　
"Haven't you asked those two masters about this?" Fang Ning asked.　
"I have and they mentioned that there was a major flaw in it, but they've already remedied it. When I asked what flaw it was, they only said that the secrets of heaven must not be revealed and it cannot be known by others." Ren Ruofeng sounded like he wanted to punch someone very badly...　
Having heard such mysterious words to describe scientific research, if it was not for the fact that he was less powerful than those two monks, he would have beaten them to a pulp.
"Is that so? Then I guess there's no way of finding out." Since Fang Ning knew of Zhi Nan's background information, he could roughly understand why the person said something like this.　
It was because they had consumed their Heavenly Destiny to produce this item, and since it was not entirely a technological invention, it would make sense that some parts of it were inexplicable.　
Another question suddenly occurred to him. "Have you guys tested to see how this bacteria performed in an environment without vitality production?"　
Ren Ruofeng was impressed by this question. "The Venerable One has touched on the key point even though there wasn't any mention of this in the manual at all. The truth is that when this bacteria is activated, it needs to be in an environment that has vitality."　
"As expected, I knew it would turn out like this. Okay, send me some samples. I'll find someone to study it and find out what this major flaw actually is," Fang Ning instructed. 　
"Understood," Ren Ruofeng happily agreed. While it could be withheld from others, it should be given to this great god.　
…
An hour later, Zue Feng used his flying sword to deliver the sample of the all-purpose bacteria to the farm villa. 
Fang Ning exchanged a few pleasantries with him before sending him off before he turned around and went straight to Morality City.　
What he said about studying the major flaw was just an excuse for him to obtain the sample in advance.　
After finishing what he wanted to accomplish, he could then find the monk and ask him what that major flaw really was.　
Fang Ning believed that Monk Zhi Nan would tell him about it, even if he would not tell it to anyone else.
After all, Vigilante A was a true hero and a good person with a strong character...　
The Scientific Academy for Vitality at Morality City.　
In the director's office, Fang Ning took the all-purpose bacteria sample as well as all the information he had gone through earlier and handed them over to Yellow Dog.　
"Xue Ba, the focus of your next phase of work will be to study this all-purpose bacteria and discover all its functions in advance. You must be careful to isolate it and do not leak it. Before Ren Ruofeng and his people complete their beta-testing, don't use it on a large scale," Fang Ning repeatedly instructed him. 　
Yellow Dog looked through the information curiously and immediately guaranteed, "Yes, master, I'll complete this mission as soon as possible."　　
"Very well. Is there anything else you'd like to report?" Fang Ning asked casually.　
"There is one thing, master." Yellow Dog was clearly too involved in research work to that extent that his emotional intelligence was decreasing. He did not notice that his master was just asking out of politeness. Hence, he innocently replied, "After Black Robe's Red Queen Computational Center was moved away, the calculation service was discontinued. This has caused a lot of inconveniences when doing research…"
"Uh, right. I was just going to see them. I'll bring this up on your behalf as well," Fang Ning took a moment to reply, and then he nodded at him.　
"Thank you, master."　
Between a man and a dog, not many pleasantries could be exchanged. So, they simply went their separate their ways.　
"Since Black Robe has become a monk, that Red Queen Computational Center should be of no more use to him now. Might as well get him to sell it to us…" Sir System took the opportunity to suggest.　
"Now that you've mentioned it, I'm sensing something suspicious about this. Black Robe might've become a monk, but he has never mentioned anything about all the core assets he used to own. There must be something going on here," Fang Ning said grimly.　
"What can it be?"　　
"This guy must be trying to trick us!" Fang Ning concluded.　
"What kind of trickery could he be playing at?" Sir System asked anxiously.
"Achieving his aims by underhanded means, making concessions in order to gain advantages…" Fang Ning said coldly.　
If Yellow Dog did not remind him of it, this thought would never have occurred to him. When he thought about it now, there had to be some problem with this.　
Those two guys were definitely false monks...　


Procrastinator extraordinaire, Fang Ning, had lost his consciousness after banging his head on a night of celebration. He woke up to a realization that he no longer had control of his body, as a System had taken it over. Will he eventually regain control of his body or will he be trapped in his body forever? How does he maneuver this situation? What's in store for Fang Ning?

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My daydreaming gets cut short when the notification sound of a bell chime goes off on both my laptop and my phone. 

It's a new e-mail. It most likely contains the file I've requested from Jett earlier that has all the information on the male celebrity he's going to be in charge of from now on.

This reminds me; since Honey told me to focus on Jett for a week, I'll have to make sure I teach him the most important things first, ones that are of utmost priority. He will still need to adjust to so many things that I don't want to overwhelm him. I should keep the training sessions at a good pace. 

So the key for the first day is an overview of my system when I manage a celebrity for the first time. I'll be teaching him the things he'll need to establish a solid partnership with each person he's handling.

I sit on my computer chair and open my laptop wider. After typing on the keyboard, one final click of the mouse opens a PDF file that's now shown on the screen.

"Let's see..." I mumble to myself as I quickly go over his photos, resume, and basic info.

Huh. That's interesting. 

"Ren Hille. 20 years old. Blah, blah, blah..."

"Uh-huh..."

"Oh... he belongs to an idol group called '7Crowns'."

My eyes squint a little as I start to read faster and faster, "True to the group's name, means they have seven members in total. They only just debuted about six months ago, and because of their immense, almost mind-boggling popularity, they have already gained this much traction." 

I get up from my chair after taking note of all the other details.

I use my thumb and index fingers to rub along my lower jaw while I think. Doing all these aides my thinking process, so I continue to talk to myself as I pace around the room at the same time. 

"So I guess they're trying to breach into different departments now to take full advantage by using their popularity to ride out the wave. Of course, this includes movies, variety shows, advertising, interviews, tv-series, choreography, composing, lyrics, and even scriptwriting, to name a few." 

I reach the other end of my room, and I spin around to walk the opposite way. "This will depend on the idol and what their other talents are outside of what they usually do as a '7Crowns' member. Ren is the 2nd lead in the group and generally does well on a lot of things, but he excels the most in acting."

"From what I've read so far, he's honestly a great choice for Jett's first celeb. He'll prove to be a great enough challenge for a first-time manager. Honestly, he's so dang lucky to be guiding someone with already this much potential. Lucky bastard." My lips morph into a smirk. I shake my head and bury half of the face into one of my palms at an angle.

Of course, it's not like I want to see him fail or to have an awful time, but he won't have to go through what most managers with absolutely no backing do. While it may be a setback, you do learn some crucial things out of being patient and resourceful.

You also get to exercise and wrack your brain for ideas you'd never have been able to think of otherwise if there wasn't any urgency.

In any case, there are still a lot of positives. One of them is that he can shift his attention from the person he's handling and focus on learning the process with less stress. 

Luck, after all, is a significant part of everything in this world. Regardless of whatever type of career, power, or social standing, one has no one should ever look down on luck or use it to devalue someone else. 

Thankfully, he has nothing to worry about Ren at this point. Otherwise, it would have been too much of a distraction for someone just starting.

He can take his time and dedicate himself more to organizing, networking, polishing, promoting, and showcasing Ren as a package - an end product. I'll have to focus on that when I start tomorrow then.

With the rest of the evening, I end up preparing all the materials for our first day tomorrow. Some will be in digital form, and others will have to be printed out at the office tomorrow.

* * * * *

I arrive at the Intoxis Entertainment headquarters 30 minutes ahead of schedule. 

I use the time I have to print out the handouts I prepared last night. 

As a manager with seniority, I have my own private office. 

Since newbie managers don't have their own offices, I left a sticky note at Jett's cubicle, letting him know to come to my office as it'd be much easier to talk here.

Time went by quickly, and before I knew it, someone knocks on the door.

After I answer loudly, telling them to come in, the door slowly swings open, and a certain person's head pokes through the opening. Jett enters with some folders and a laptop nestling in his arm.

Therysia Raley is undergoing many life-altering changes within the span of a year. First, she got divorced, and now, she is moving across countries? On top of that, there are several men who seem to be interested in her upon her return.

A new life, a new job, and maybe...? 

Will this exceptionally headstrong woman be able to find true love?

Anya stayed in the car while Kenny went in to get her favourite ice cream. Meanwhile, she switched on the laptop to browse through the link that was sent to her phone number. It did not take much time for her to realize that it was the admit card issued for the upcoming exam. She downloaded the PDF version and saved it on her laptop as well as on her phone. By the time she had finished, Kenny returned with the double chocolate ice cream with extra whipped cream and sprinkles. That was Anya's favourite ice cream flavour. 
"Whatcha doing?" Kenny peeked through her open window as he handed the ice cream with a tissue paper.
"They had sent the link to download the admit card", Anya shrugged as she took a bite of the ice cream.
Kenny nodded and walked over to the other side. Then, he got in the car, "Do you want me to drive or shall we wait till you finish your dessert?"
"Why don't you get one for yourself?" Kenny shrugged. He was not in the mood since he saw Melinda at the district office. He was having a hard time wondering what she was planning in her nasty brain. After seeing her there, it did not take much time for him to decipher her intentions. But the question was, would she frame Anya again? If so, then how? Given his earlier interactions with Melinda, she had a knack of doing everything with a bang.
"Ken?" Anya nudged at his arm, bringing him back to senses.
"Yeah?" he looked at her with soft eyes.
"Let's go", she pursed her lips, "I want to study." He nodded and the engine revved to life.
…
When they reached home, the sky was already getting dark. Anya loved to stare at the evening sky as she sat on her bed, doing her stuff or just listening to the night calls. So, she hurried inside as soon as Kenny turned off the ignition. He sighed as he got down. About Melinda, he would not do anything about it right now. He would wait for her to make her move before he did something himself. He leaned against the car, deep in thought.
"Kenny!" Anya called from above him, "Come up here!" She was waving from the terrace. He looked at her before shaking his head.
"I have some stuff to take care of", he yelled back and got in the car. He threw the car in reverse before he drove out. Anya sighed as she saw the car disappear in the darkness. She went back to her room while rubbing the nape of her neck. Her stomach rumbled and she pursed her lips. She got a change of clothes. She wore a tank top and threw a shirt over it, to avoid being nagged at by her stepmom. Underneath, she wore a pair of black leggings. She quietly descended the stairs in her bare feet and made her way to the kitchen. She turned on the lights and took out the packet of elbow macaroni from the shelf above the microwave oven. She poured them in a mug and added some hot water from the thermos flask. Then, as quietly as possible, she grated some cheese and added it to the cup with a pinch of salt. Then, she placed the cup into the oven. She nestled herself on the kitchen counter and waited for her mac and cheese to cook. She tapped her fingers on the counter with impatience.
CHINK.
The timer went off and Anya slid down the counter to retrieve her mug of mac and cheese. She took a deep breath and the cheesy aroma wafted to her nose. Yummy! She grabbed a spoon from the holder and reclaimed her position on the counter. Her stomach rumbled and she dug into the mug. She froze when she heard a voice echo along the hallway. 
"Who is in the kitchen?" Her Stepmom barged into the kitchen, with an annoyed face. Anya squeezed her eyes shut, took a huge gulp and opened her eyes.
"Ann!" her stepmom, Mrs Stafford exclaimed, "You scared me, dear!" Then, she began to size her up from head to toe. The moment her eyes laid on her bare feet, Anya knew it was her time to die. And there, Mrs Stafford began her nagging session.
"How many times Ann?" she twisted her face and placed her hands on her hips, "Why are you not wearing your fluffy flip flops? Do you remember the last time you ran around the house in your bare feet? You caught a cold and stayed in bed for two weeks!"
"Mom!" Anya sagged her shoulders, "You are making a mountain out of a molehill!" 
"Behave, you little brat!" She jutted out her chin, "Do you know what will happen if your Dad knows about it?"  Anya sulked as she gagged herself with a spoonful of mac and cheese. She began chewing lazily. Seeing that, Mrs Stafford inched closer and took a look at her mug. 
"Yikes!" she crinkled her nose, "You are having this nasty thing again!"
"Mom!" Anya sighed with exasperation, "It's not nasty! It's tasty!"
"Whatever", she bent down to open the shelf under the kitchen, "You are not having that nasty stuff again!" She pulled out a box of bread loaves and continued, "Ken spoils you too much! You skip lunch and come back home to eat those rotten things!" Anya sighed again as she stuffed the last bits into her mouth. Then, she jumped down from the counter and went to sink to clean up.
"Go and get your fluffs", Mrs Stafford ordered, "Then, come back here to take your veg sandwich. I will add extra mayonnaise and baby corn, to your likings!" Anya smiled without looking at her. Though she nagged at her too much, she still cared about her.
"Little brat, where is Ken?" You went out together, right?" she continued.
"I don't know", Anya shrugged worriedly, "He dropped me at the gate and drove away somewhere."
"Where?" 
"I don't know", Anya echoed as she left the kitchen to get her flip flops.

Anya Stafford, the main character, has a secret to keep and a dream to achieve. But, an incident shattered her dream and changed it into humiliation. But her secret helped her to survive. And sheltering her secret while fueling her dream, is her sweet old step-brother, Kenny Stafford. But Anya has a problem of her own and it collides with her secret and her dream, alike.
Will she overcome her problem while protecting her secret and achieving her dream?

"DRIP DRIP!" Pumatak ang ulan sa kanilang mga payong na para bang mga lumilipad na langgam.
Hinawakan ni Luo Feng ang kanyang payong habang naglalakad sa tabi ng wargod na si Yang Hui. Matapos ang ilang sandali ay nakarating na sila sa isang building complex matapos tumawid sa isang manmade bridge. Itinuro ito ni Yang Hui na hindi kalayuan sa kanila, "Ito ay ang Jiang-Nan Pagoda Luo Feng. Mayroon na itong dalawang estudyante sa kasalukuyan. Kaya ikaw ang magiging pangatlong estudyante ng pagodang ito."
"Ang Jiang-Nan Pagoda?" Kumabog ang dibdib ni Luo Feng at hindi napigilang magtanong ng, "Instructor, paano po ito nagkaroon ng kaparehong pangalan sa Jiang-Nan headquarter city?"
Isa na si Yang Hui sa mga ituturing niyang instructors dito ngayong isa na rin siyang opisyal na estudyante ng elite training camp.
Kaya natural lang na tawagin niya si Yang Hui ngayon bilang instructor.
"Hahaha, ang lahat ng mga ito ay nakabase sa pangalan ng headquarter cities. Mayroong dalawang estudyante na nakatira sa Jiang-Nan pagoda ngayon. Pareho silang nagmula sa Jiang-Nan headquarter city. Nauna rin silang makapasok dito sa elite training camp kaysa sa iyo." Agad na ibinaba ni Yang Hui ang kanyang ulo at misteryosong sinabi kay Luo Feng na, "May sasabihin ako sa iyo Luo Feng. Ang isa sa mga estudyanteng nakatira sa Jiang-Nan Pagoda ngayon ay nagngangalang Shi Jiang! Napakalakas ng batang iyon kaya hindi ko siguro siya kayang talunin sa oras na maglaban kami ng harapan kaya makipagkaibigan ka sa kanya sa oras na magkakilala kayo. Matutulungan ka niya ng husto rito."
"Wala ka man lang pong tiwala sa inyong sarili na matalo ang estudyante pong iyon?" manghang-mangha na tanong ni Luo Feng.
Si Yang Hui ay isa nang intermediate level wargod!
"Oo," tango ni Yang Hui, "Ang Shi Jiang na ito ay nasa top five sa ranking ng elite training camp. Ang karamihan ng mga estudyante rito ay matagal nang mayroong lakas ng isang wargod pero hindi pa nila tinatanggap ang titulo nito para maipagpatuloy ang kanilang pagsasanay at masulit ang limang taon na kanilang pamamalagi sa loob ng elite training camp! Sa totoo lang Luo Feng, ang lahat ng top 30 students ng training camp na ito ay mayroon nang lakas at pangangatawang katumbas ng isang wargod."
Napakurap si Luo Feng nang marinig niya ito. Ang lahat ng estudyanteng nasa top 30 ay mayroon nang lakas na katumbas ng isang wargod?
Grabe.
Tinatago lang nilang lahat ang tunay nilang lakas. Mas pinili pa rin ng mga itong manatili sa training camp at tapusin ang kanilang five years kaysa sa gumraduate rito sa lalong madaling panahon.
"Halimaw kung maituturing ang top 5 students ng training camp na ito!" malalim na sinabi ni Yang Hui, "Talagang napakacompetitive ng mga henyong pumapasok dito galing sa iba't ibang panig ng mundo kaya ang mga estudyanteng nakatungtong at nanatili sa top 5 sa ranking ng training camp….. Siguradong makakatanggap ang Shi Jiang na ito ng mataas na respeto mula sa kahit sino saan man siya magpunta sa oras na makagraduate siya sa training camp na ito!"
"Halimbawa, puwede siyang maging chairman ng Dojo of Limits sa Jiang-Nan City kung kailan man niya gustuhin," sabi ni Yang Hui.
Nahinto si Luo Feng nang marinig niya ito.
Ang chairman ng Dojo of Limits sa Jiang-Nan City? Ito ang head ng Big Four ng Jiang-Nan City!
"Hindi na imposible sa kanya na maging isang examiner ng ating Dojo of Limits dahil magpapatuloy pa ang kanyang paglakas sa loob ng ilan pang taon," buntong-hininga ni Yang Hui. Kahit na hindi gaanong magkalayo ang kanilang lakas, si Yang Hui ay mayroon na ngayong edad na 50 years old habang si Shi Jiang naman ay mayroon lang edad na 20 years old! Kaya mayroong napakagandang kinabukasan ang batang iyon sa oras na gumraduate ito sa elite training camp.
Habang manghang-mangha pa rin, narating nila Luo Feng ang Jiang-Nan Pagoda.
Ang courtyard ng Jiang-Nan Pagoda ay mayroon lang laki na ilang dosenang m2. Mayroon din itong mga pader na kulay puti at mga tiles na kulay itim. Mayroon din isang nakaukit na imahe ng isang dragon sa pader nito.
Matapos buksan ang gate.
Ay makikita ang tatlong building sa loob ng Jiang-Nan Pagoda. Tahimik na tahimik ang lugar na ito habang lumalakad papasok sa courtyard nito sina Luo Feng at Yang Hui. Ilang saglit pa ay sumigaw si Yang Hui ng, "Shi Jiang, Zhao Ruo!"
Isang babae na may maikling buhok at nakasuot ng isang maluwag na pantulog ang nakatayo sa balkonahe sa 2nd floor ng building sa kanilang kaliwa. Isang anino naman ang direktang tumalon pababa mula sa isang building papunta sa kanilang harapan. Mukha itong isang batang nakablack dojo uniform at may hawak na isang payong sa kanyang kamay.
Tiningnan ni Luo Feng ng maigi ang binatang ito na buong pusong pinuri ni Yang Hui kanina.
Ang binatang ito ay makikitang mas matangkad kaysa kay Luo Feng ng kaunti; ang tangkad niya ay umaabot sa 1.7 meters. Makikita mo ang pagkamaskulado ng buong katawan nito na para bang isang bakal na bagong hulma kahit na mayroon itong kaliitan sa tangkad. Wala kang makikitang espesyal sa mga mata nito, pero once na tumingin siya sa iyo ay mapapanginig ka sa takot.
"Siya si Shi Jiang," tahimik na sinabi ni Luo Feng sa kanyang sarili.
"Isang bagong estudyante na naman ang nakapasok?" tanong ng isang napakasayang tao mula sa itaas. Hinawakan ni Zhao Ruo ang kanyang payong habang tuwang-tuwa nitong tinitingnan ang bagong pasok na si Luo Feng.
Tiningnan ni Luo Feng ang kanyang senior. Ang kanyang senior na si Zhao Ruo ay mayroong maikling buhok at may kaliitan. Ang tanging nakapagpapangit lang sa kanya ay ang pagiging itim ng kanyang kutis at pagkakaroon ng mga maliliit na mata.
"Ang pangalan niya ay Luo Feng. Mula ngayon ay maninirahan siya kasama niyo rito sa Jiang-Nan Pagoda," sabi ni Yang Hui, "Shi Jiang, Zhao Ruo, kayong dalawa ay ituturing na niya bilang kanyang mga seniors mula ngayon. Kararating pa lang ni Luo Feng dito kaya alagaan niyo siya ng maigi."
"Huwag po kayong mag-alala, ako na ang bahala sa kanya," buong tiwala sa sariling hampas ni Zhao Ruo sa kanyang dibdib. "Wala siyang magiging problema rito hangga't kasama niya ako."
"Magaling, kung ganoon ay mauuna na ako," tawa ni Yang Hui habang tinatapik ang balikat ni Luo Feng. Matapos nito ay agad siyang naglakad palabas ng pagoda.
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Mayroong tatlong buildings na makikita sa loob ng Jiang-Nan pagoda. Nakatira si Shi Jiang sa building sa gitna nito at si Zhao Ruo naman ay nakatira sa building na nasa kaliwang bahagi ng pagoda kaya natural na maninirahan si Luo Feng sa building na nakatayo sa kanang bahagi ng pagoda.
"Maupo ka Luo Feng, upo ka," napakataos-pusong sabi ni Zhao Ruo. Silang tatlo ay nakaupo sa lobby ng pagoda sa mga oras na ito.
"Pumasok ako rito noong year 55 habang si senior Shi Jiang naman ay pumasok dito noong year 53 kaya talagang napakalayo ng agwat ng pagpasok namin dito sa iyo," ngiti ni Zhao Ruo.
Ngumiti rin si Shi Jiang sa isang tabi at sinabing, "Oy, 53, 55 at 57. Dalawang taon ang pagitan sa pagpasok ng bawat isa sa atin. At pare-pareho rin tayong nagmula sa Jiang-Nan city! Mukhang fated 'to ah!"
Noong nagsasalita si Shi Jiang ay naramdaman ni Luo Feng na napakabigat pala ng boses ng napakakalmadong taong ito.
"Mula ako sa Su City ng Jiang-Nan City habang si senior Shi Jiang naman ay nagmula sa main city sector. Saan ka naman nanggaling Luo Feng?" tanong ni Zhao Ruo.
"Mula ako sa Yang Zhou City." sabi ni Luo Feng.
Natawa sa sobrang pagkasurpresa si Shi Jiang at sinabing, "Nagmula rin ang aking lolo sa Yang Zhou city!"
Silang tatlo ay nagmula sa Jiang-Nan City. Pero ang isa sa dalawang senior niya na sina Shi Jiang at Zhao Ruo ay nagmula sa basics training camp bago pumasok sa elite training camp habang ang isa naman ay nagmula sa army ng gobyerno bago ipadala rito para magsanay. Tanging si Luo Feng lang ang napili at nanggaling mula sa pagiging isang pangkaraniwang fighter sa kanilang tatlo.
"Buksan mo mamaya pagdating mo sa iyong kuwarto mamaya ang notebook na sinupply sa iyo ng training camp," paalala ni Shi Jiang, "Makikita mo sa loob ng notebook na ito ang isang Student Notice PDF. Basahin mo iyon ng maigi."
"Oo nga, napakaimportante nga ng bagay na iyon," dagdag ni Zhao Ruo.
"Ang pinakaimportanteng bagay sa lahat ng estudyante rito ay ang iyong score!" paalala ni Zhao Ruo, "Napakaimportante ng iyong ranking sa loob ng training camp na ito! Nakita mo na siguro ang statue ng black dragon pagpasok mo ng training camp na ito tama?"
"Nakita ko nga iyon," tango ni Luo Feng.
Mukhang mayroon lang isang Chinese sa top three ng ranking na iyon.
"Habang pataas ng pataas ang iyong score ay pataas din ng pataas ang magiging ranking mo sa statue ng black dragon na iyon! Mayroon kang pagkakataon na pataasin ang iyong score para sa ranking mula sa ikaunang araw hanggang sa ika 28th na araw ng bawat buwan. Ang ika 29th na araw naman ng bawat buwan ay nakalaan sa pagrereorganize ng ranking ng mga estudyante sa elite training camp! Ang score ng lahat ng mga estudyante ay babalik sa zero pagsapit ng kasunod na buwan kaya ang bawat isa ay magsusumikap muli para pataasin ang kani-kanilang score." paliwanag ni Zhao Ruo.
Namangha si Luo Feng sa kanyang narinig.
Ang kanilang ranking ay nagrereset kada buwan!
"Mga seniors, saan naman po nagmumula ang score na ito?" tanong ni Luo Feng.
"Ang mga points ay nanggagaling mula sa battle points na minultiply sa battle ability amplifier," paliwanag ni Zhao Ruo, "Halimbawa, magsisimula kang magpataas ng iyong score ngayong April hindi ba? Kung ang total battle points mo mula April 1 hanggang April 28 ay 2,000 at ang iyong battle ability amplifier mo naman ay 1.8, ang magiging total score mo ngayong buwan ay 2,000 x 1.8 na equal sa 3,600! Matapos nito ay ioorganize nila ang ating ranking base sa mga nakuha nating mga battle score sa buwan na iyon."
Habang pinapakinggan sila ni Luo Feng ay mas lalo itong nacoconfuse sa iba't ibang bagay tungkol dito.
Ano ang mga battle points na ito at ang battle ability amplifier?
"Nakukuha mo ang battle points sa panghuhuli ng mga halimaw! Malalaman mo ang buong detalye nito sa oras na mabasa mo ang Student Notice PDF mamaya Luo Feng," paliwanag ni Zhao Ruo, "Ang battle ability amplifier mo naman ay makukuha mo mula sa virtual space. Makikita mo rin at malalaman ang buong detalye nito kapag nabasa mo na ang student notice mamaya.
Hindi maiwasang mapakurap si Luo Feng sa sobrang pagkalito sa mga bagay na ito.
Kailangan niyang malaman ang lahat ng tungkol dito sa student notice….
"Luo Feng!" Pagtawag sa kanya sa wakas ni Shi Jiang.
"Senior," lingon ni Luo Feng kay Shi Jiang.
"Lagi mong tatandaan na kailangan mong pataasin ang iyong rank sa bawat buwan para mas mabilis na lumakas ang iyong katawan. Mas maigi kung mas mataas ang magiging ranking mo," seryosong sinabi ni Shi Jiang, "Nakabase sa ranking na ito kung gaano karaming kagamitan ang matatanggap mo buwan-buwan. Maging ang mga wargod ay inggit na inggit sa mga kagamitang ito kaya maraming mga estudyante ang pinipili pa ring manatili rito kahit mayroon na silang mga lakas na katumbas ng isang wargod."
Nakangiting sinabi ni Zhao Ruo sa isang tabi na, "Halimbawa, ang ating senior na si Shi Jiang."
Hindi na nakapagsalita pa si Shi Jiang nang marinig niya ito.
Natawa si Zhao Ruo matapos nito habang natawa rin ang junior nilang si Luo Feng.
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Sa kuwarto ni Luo Feng sa Jiang-Nan Pagoda.
Ilang sandali pa matapos niyang buksan ang kanyang notebook ay umupo si Luo Feng sa kanyang upuan habang maingat na binabasa ang Student Notice PDF na nakasave sa kanyang notebook PC.
"Training room? Provoking room? Gravity room? Ang lahat ng training rooms na ito ay gawa mula sa mga nadiskubreng bagay mula sa mga archaeological ruins sa iba't ibang sulok ng mundo."
Dito nadiskubre ni Luo Feng ang iba't ibang bagay tungkol sa elite training camp. Mayroon itong napakaraming state of the art na kagamitang puwedeng magamit ng kahit na sinong estudyante. Ang pinakamahalaga sa lahat ng ito ay ang mga kagamitan mula sa mga archaeological ruins.
At ang pinakamahalagang bagay sa loob ng training camp ay ang score ranking! Malaki ang epekto nito sa pagsasanay ng bawat estudyante. Halimbawa, ang 'gravity room' na gawa mula sa mga nadiskubreng bagay mula sa mga archaeological ruins ay mas epektibo kaysa sa mga replica ng gravity room na ito sa buong mundo. Pero…. Mayroong nagiisang training room sa buong training camp na ito ang may ganitong klase. Sino ang maaaring gumamit nito? Nakadepende ito sa magiging ranking ng isang estudyante.
Habang pataas ng pataas ang iyong rank ay tatagal ng tatagal ang oras ng paggamit mo sa training room na ito! Isa lang ito sa napakaraming benepisyo ng nangungunang estudyante sa elite training camp!
"Kung magagawa mo namang makatungtong sa 1st place ng siyam na beses ay makakatanggap ka ng isang portion ng dragon blood na nagkakahalaga ng 80 billion at pumili ng tatlong complete instruction manuals. Maaari ka rin na maging isang direktang estudyante ni Hong o ni Thunder God."
"Kung magagawa mo namang makatungtong sa 1st place ng anim na beses, makakatanggap ka naman ng isang drop ng chrysoprase na nagkakahalaga ng 30 billion at pumili ng isang complete instruction manual. Makakatanggap ka rin ng isang private lesson mula kay Hong o kay Thunder God."
Natigilan si Luo Feng sa sobrang pagkamangha sa mga bagay na nabasa niya sa loob ng Student Notice PDF file na iyon.
Ang Dragon blood? Maging estudyante ni Hong o ni Thunder God? At may kakayanan ang estudyanteng ito na mamili kung sino sa kanilang dalawa ang gusto niyang maging guro?
Tatlong kahit anong complete instruction manuals?
Alam naman natin na napakamahal ng presyo ng isang ultimate instruction manual sa pamilihan.
"Ang tindi, napakatindi. Pero ang lahat ng mga premyong ito ay para sa taong nakatungtong ng 1st place ng ilang beses," patuloy sa pagbasa si Luo Feng sa PDF.
"Magkakaroon ka ng karapatang makakuha ng isang portion ng dragon blood na nagkakahalaga ng 80 billion, isang SS battle uniform set, isang full weapon set…. Sa oras na makatungtong ang iyong fist strength level sa level 6."
"Ang mga estudyanteng may fist strength level 5 naman ay makakatanggap ng….."
Patuloy na namangha si Luo Feng habang binabasa ang mga premyo ng elite training camp.
"Magkakaroon ka ng karapatang makatanggap ng titulong investigator sa Dojo of Limits, isang portion ng dragon blood na nagkakahalaga ng 80 billion, isang SS battle uniform set, isang full weapon set, tatlong kahit anong complete instruction manuals at isang set ng Black God mula sa archaeological ruins sa oras na maabot mo ang 5th floor ng tower of trials."
Malinaw na mas mataas ang mga premyong makukuha mo sa tower of trials.
Investigator! Ang tawag sa mga fighter na nakalampas sa pagiging isang wargod. At isang set ng Black God mula sa archaeological ruins? Ano naman iyon?
Hindi maiwasan ng puso ni Luo Feng na tumibok ng mas mabilis sa sobrang pagkasabik. Pero mas tumindi ang pressure na nararamdaman niya sa kanyang sarili noong maalala niya ang eksenang naranasan niya sa kanyang B grade exam kani-kanina lang.
Kumuha lang siya ng isang pagsusulit sa 1st floor pero kinailangan na niyang pumatay ng 100 na low level commander level raging bulls! At mukhang hindi pa iyon ang pinakamahirap na challenge sa 1st floor ng tower of trials.
Nasa taas nito ang second, third, fourth…. floors.
Maging ang wargod na si Yang Hui na mayroong napakaraming experience sa pakikipaglaban ay kaya lang umakyat sa 3rd floor ng tower of trials! At maging ang pinakamalakas na fighter na si Hong ay kaya lang makaakyat sa 6th floor nito! Madali niyang naisip kung gaano nga ba talaga kahirap marating ang 5th floor ng tower of trials.
Kaya walang duda na napakarami at napakaganda ng mga premyong inaalok nito sa mga estudyante ng elite training camp.


Taong 2056, sa loob ng isang siyudad na makikita sa Su Jin Area makikita ang isang teenager na nakasuot ng combat vest, pangsundalong pangibaba at battle boots na gawa sa alloy na nakaupo sa tuktok ng isang sira sirang six story residential apartment. Makikita sa kaniyang likuran ang isang hexagonal shield at ang kaniyang hawak hawak na blood-shadow battle knife. Tahimik siyang nakaupo sa dulo ng rooftop. Makikita sa mga oras na ito ang kumikinang na kalangitan at mararamdaman ang napakapreskong hangin na kasalukuyang umiihip patungo sa kaniya. Pero tanging katahimikan lamang ang maririnig sa sira sira at abandonadong siyudad na ito at kung minsan ay mayroong paisa isang pagalulong ang maririnig na magbibigay takot sa sinumang makarinig nito.

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