Just a little assassin working for a Rainbow of people, pulling the strings behind the king.

A once great country known for its freedom and democracy has become a closed dictatorship, so Dr. Ava Washington has never had freedom of choice nor the right to vote.

Residents at the No.4 Xingshu Road were confused about the sudden appearance of the crowd.
Last time, Lu Shu's killing of the three human traffickers had left a profound impact on his neighborhood. Now, most of his neighbors knew that the innermost bungalow was occupied by a Daoyuan Class student, whose murderous vibe was so strong that no one dared to approach.
The residents soon learned that those white chrysanthemums were for Lu Shu. Perplexed, the onlookers discussed among themselves. "What happened? He's a martyr now?"
"Didn't you see the Golden Foundation forum? A student from our Luo City Daoyuan Class made an enemy abroad with some cultivation organization. Then, he was assassinated!"
"So scary?"
"Now he's called a national hero. But I don't think he can be considered one, can he?"
At this moment, a student walked past, his head was half bald and his eyes red with tears. Upon hearing the comment, he could not help but shouted, "Lu Shu IS a national hero! Whoever disagrees can find me, Liu Li, in Daoyuan Class!"
Residents, "???"
Why are you so triggered? You freaked us out…
Meanwhile, Lu Shu mumbled after the crowd had left, "I'm still alive but they all think I'm dead. I… I deserve a pay raise!"
He was well aware that Nie Ting must have some plans for him, which explained the fake death scheme. However, Zhong Yutang's quick action made him feel like… they could not wait to throw him out and that was why they jumped at the opportunity with no delay at all…
In order to keep things running smoothly, Lu Xiaoyu suddenly became a talented actress too. Sobbing miserably, she went to put away the white chrysanthemums and candles outside the door. Lu Shu watched everything with a straight face. Even he felt that he had died once.
Honestly speaking, he did not expect that so many people would come to "send him off" after his death and that even Cao Qingci would be willing to avenge him. He had rarely experienced the same feeling before.
In the past, with no interest in joining any parties, Lu Shu had always emphasized on personal freedom. But Liu Li's appearance at his doorstep still tugged at his heartstrings.
Then, his thought drifted to the girl thousands of miles away. She must be heartbroken upon hearing about his death, he thought.
Later in the day Lu Xiaoyu went to school as usual. She was very displeased, though, as she had missed yet another opportunity to be Lu Shu's classmate…
Not only this, she even had to cover for Lu Shu for "the greater good"!
The first thing to do after she arrived at school was the settlement of admission particulars. Due to the unique nature of her case, the procedures were comparatively much more complicated.
However, she crossed way with the Chinese teacher Lu Hong the moment she entered the staffroom. The teacher made a deep bow to Lu Xiaoyu first. "My apologies for mistaking you. Lu Shu is indeed a national hero and I should not have given your essay such a poor score. You are a grade skipper with high capabilities."
Lu Xiaoyu dismissed her with a wave. "Ignorance can be forgiven."
"From Lu Hong's distress, +299…"
How could a kid speak to her teacher in this manner? The atmosphere soon became awkward…
Shi Qingyan had a hunch that he might have a tough time being the form teacher this year…
...
When Lu Shu was watching Naruto at home, he was startled by a wave of energy underground. Instantly he was on his guard as only very few would break into his house during this sensitive period. It was possible that the visitor had come with hostility.
As a result, as soon as the earth-type Metahuman who had just brought Lu Shu home in the morning emerged from the floor with You Mingyu, they saw two glistening spears aimed directly at their heads…
"Eh, friendly forces!" the earth-type Metahuman immediately left after sending You Mingyu there.
When Lu Shu and You Mingyu were left alone in one room, Lu Shu was starting to get goose bumps. "Why are you here?"
"To check with you regarding your future identity. I suppose you've already known what you are going to do in the future, right… Put down your spear first…" You Mingyu said. 
Assured that he was quite normal under usual circumstances, Lu Shu felt relieved. "Yes. Pay raise."
"From You Mingyu's distress, +199!"
"Field agents enjoy excellent subsidies. You can rest assured about that. Besides, you'll get a huge sum of compensation if you are sacrificed…"
"Wait, wait. It's fine, we are only talking about subsidies and not compensation…" Lu Shu interrupted him. "So, where am I going? Who will I be? What should I do?"
"Be yourself. A high school student, orphan, often bullied… Put your spear down!" You Mingyu jolted.
Lu Shu's face darkened. "I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about me. What do you mean by 'often bullied'?!"
Then he realized that no distress points were produced as he pointed his spear at You Mingyu's head. Haha, no matter how much you denied it, your emotions were pretty honest.
You Mingyu reconsidered his choice of words. "Isolated, then…"
Lu Shu felt suspicious of the plan. "What's there to act as an ordinary high school student? What's the point of being a spy like this?"
"We are on the same team so can't you at least show some respect? What's your problem? I won't hurt you anyway so why do you keep pointing at me with your spear?!" You Mingyu snapped.
"Respect? Right…"
Then he went to his bedroom and came back with another spear. "In order to show my respect, which spear do you prefer me to use on you? Please suit yourself."
Now he had the freedom of choice. Was that not enough respect?
"From You Mingyu's distress, +666…"
"Do you have the right definition of respect?!" this time, You Mingyu was angry. "This high school student's identity has certain value. His parents were killed during the internal conflicts of the Collection of Gods, leaving behind an inheritance…"
"Inheritance? What inheritance?" that had finally caught Lu Shu's interest.
"Heavenly King Nie has said that in addition to the field-agent's allowances, this inheritance belongs to you too," replied You Mingyu.
"My goodness!" Lu Shu immediately put his spear away. "You see, haha, I'm really sorry about earlier. I was just kidding. Please don't take it too hard."
You Mingyu was suddenly reminded of Heavenly King Nie's advice. If you can't talk any sense into this kid, the inheritance will be your trump card…
"Actually, one of our people has long since been lurking around him. She's their maid, responsible for gathering their information. The initial plan was to instigate a rebellion against his parents but the jingoists of the Collection of Gods were even faster. As for this high school student, his parents were representatives of the Conservatives and also leaders of an inherited trade. Now, the Conservatives wants to use this student as a puppet against the jingoists of the Collection of Gods. In secret, of course."


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

On the goldfish, six o'clock in the morning! Judy: So are you sure you're here to save us?

You know, since you boarded this cruise ship, at least after I met you, what you did did not show signs that shred wanted to save us. Dog player Puppy: We first chose to say hello to you, told you that we are not enemies, and then we went to the kitchen to find a lot of food to replenish our strength, to know that we have been floating at sea for a long time, and to board this cruise ship, we took a lot of effort, that is, after we boarded this cruise ship

, we are already very hungry!

Pepe: Because you're hungry and tired, so you're looking for our real purpose is to want something to eat, and then take up our beds, make a whoop and snore, sleep?

Battle Dog Bulldogs: That's how we can regain our strength, and now I feel like we've recovered almost, but we're not in the fight yet, and we have to make an elaborate plan not to act recklessly, because the Chinese peacekeeping force's powerful War Dog Squadron has only four of us coming here.

Judy: Tell me, what are your plans, do you have any communication equipment with you, in fact, I should have asked you this question when I first met you at two o'clock in the morning, but at that time, I was not sure whether you were coming to our rescue.

Dog player Puppy: Originally you think of us as some prank robbers, it seems that in your life, must have appeared in front of you to engage in pranks, so that you are so fresh in memory. Pepe: When the two of us boarded this cruise ship, we first met two pranksters, so we had to think about it, and after you found us, and after confirming that a bunch of people had hijacked the cruise ship, you had no choice but to act immediately, but that was understandable, but

If you do not have the power to save us, why have you not sent a signal of help to the outside world? War Dog player Bulldog: so that makes you suspicious of us? I have to say that your alertness is really high, and I can understand you, so I'm going to tell you now why the four of us can't send a signal of help to the outside world because the wireless communications equipment we carry can be scanned by these robbers on this ship, and when they scan us,

Immediately fired a rocket launcher at the location where we were.

On the goldfish, 8 o'clock in the morning!

Orzy: There are 2.5 hours to go and we are about to enter Liberty Pier.

Ronnie: By that time, we must not be able to get through security!

Modall: We just have to get to Freedom Pier, and our mission is half done.

Hepburn: Because we don't need to go through security at all and get into the Freedom Pier, we can be in front of so many people!

Orzy: We are through the phone screen, computer screen, the big screen on the square, as well as the screen of the TV, and the screens of the major cinemas, to appear in front of many people, we are about to enjoy even the world's most popular movie actors can not enjoy the high-light moment!

Ronnie: And we will be remembered by many people around the world, but they will remember us because what we do impresses them, not what good things we do, at least until now, I still have self-knowledge, we are about to do a bad thing!

Modall: Look at your consciousness is not very high, although you are now in the Python organization, the status is higher than me, but I do not think we are about to do this thing is wrong, because I think the world for the wrong definition, there is a problem!

Hepburn: If you don't join the Python organization, I think you can be a philosopher, or you can be a thinker, because you're full of doubts about the world, and you want to redefine something in the world, but I'm not like that, so I agree with Ronnie that we do have to do a big bad thing!

On the goldfish, 9 o'clock in the morning!

Dog Player Bulldog: If we fail this operation, four of us may lose our lives, but you still have a chance to live, but that requires one of you to be able to step up!

Battle Dog player Bulldog: So who's going to be the brave?

War dog player Wolf: He's going to do something very dangerous, but if he can do it, even if we fail, a lot of people on this ship may be able to live, but if we succeed and he doesn't, then he won't be able to live. War Dog team Teddy Dog: I'm sure one of you will come forward with a brave man, because, who doesn't want to be a hero? As long as he comes forward and does what we tell him to do, then he will be a hero, so, is there a willingness to be a hero?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as the saying goes, there is no such shop after this village. Judy: Your words inspired me, so I decided to come forward and finish this task, and I believe that even if I were a girl, I would be able to accomplish this task, because I probably guessed what kind of task you would teach me, which was the need for a man to jump off this cruise ship,

Then, before the cruise ship reaches the Liberty Pier, pass on the news that the tanker was hijacked! Pepe: Actually we guessed it too, but we have to say, you are very brave! Of course, I also believe you can do it!

If I could swim, I would certainly come forward, but even if I wanted to stand up, my own conditions determined that I could not carry out the task.

Jefferson: If someone jumps off the boat at this point, it's bound to arouse suspicion, so if the robbers are unrelenting about the man who jumps off the boat, then we'll have to fight the robbers. Rinehart: Even if we are all ready to fight, even if we are not afraid of death, but those of us unarmed people who play with those with heavy machine guns in their hands are stone, so we'd better give up the idea of trying desperately with these robbers because it's a bad idea!

Now that someone has come forward, you might as well try, but the first thing to declare is that I really can't swim!

On the goldfish, 9:30 A.M.!

Judy: It took me a lot of time to find the face starter from the kitchen, I knew I would be able to find baking soda in the kitchen, because we needed to use baking soda to make the bread more fluffy! Pepe: This is the Phenolphthalein film you want! I also took a long time to find, said, you are afraid of yourself poured a few mouthfuls of water after the stomachache? So, when you're about to perform this mission, do you have to bring a phenolphthalein tablet that can treat diarrhea?

Chinese peacekeeping force War dog Squadron dived into the goldfish to rescue the United States to study Judy and other dry African students.

Bennett.

 "Bennett, it's time for you to settle down with someone."
 I glanced up from where I was resting on my VIG Chesterfield sofa, mid shift to keep from indenting the material, as I'd trained myself to do. At the foot of it stood my mother, who was giving me such a deep disapproving look that I almost, almost made a move to sit up properly. Her expression was the definition of disappointment. Slim nose upturned, devil red lips twitching. I already knew where this conversation was heading and I let my cheek fall onto the cool leather with a sigh.
 "This again?" I said.
 "You're almost thirty, Bennett," she said, folding her arms across her chest, the many bracelets lined with diamonds on her arms jingling as she moved. Her dark hair was tied in a tight bun on the top of her head, giving her an all-around stern aura.
 I raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm twenty-five. I don't really think that's close to thirty."
 "Your father and I married when we were twenty-two," she said matter-of-factly.  "It's time for you to stop fooling around and creating scandals and making our family look bad—"
 "I don't create scandals—"
 "—And it's time for you to start your own family so we can give a head start to the next successor of our business," she pressed on.
I pushed myself into a sitting position, making sure to smooth out my waistcoat, lest giving her something else to complain about. "So you expect me to meet someone today and fall in love with them, get married, and have children? It doesn't work like that. Well, maybe it does nowadays with all the dating apps going around, but I'm not like that."
 "There are plenty of young woman interested in you. Kennan's daughter has been asking for your hand in marriage since you two were five. She's very beautiful, too."
 I raised an eyebrow at her. "Arranged marriages aren't a thing in America anymore. It's 2015, not 1765."
 "You want a marriage made out of love?" she asked, her voice taking on a hard edge. "Rich families marry into other rich families to keep their wealth. It's what all our ancestors have done before us and what we will continue to do. That's how we keep our business alive."
 Arguing with her was fruitless. "I'm not interested in marriage right now, that's all."
 She closed the little distance between us, hovering above me intimidatingly. "I've given you twenty-five years of freedom. I've given you everything you've ever wanted. All I ask is for you to repay me with the promise of keeping our business alive."
 "And I will, just not right now," I responded firmly. Not to mention the business wouldn't be going anywhere in a long time. We were basically the new Hiltons.
 "You have no more choice in this matter. If you don't settle down, I will take your car and your house."
 "I own this house and my car. You can't threaten me with that."
 My mom smiled cruelly and I felt a chill run down my spine. "You think I can't find a way around that?"
 As much as I wished she were joking, I knew she wasn't. I scrambled off of the sofa, placing my hand over my pocket where the keys were. "Wait, wait."
 "Wait for what?"
 "Isn't this a little abrupt? I need time to think about it first. You can't just barge in here and expect me to go along with this."
 "It shouldn't come as a shock, Bennett. You can thank your brother for that."
 A surge of heat shot through my body. I bit my lip, clenching my hands so tight my fingernails bit into skin. Don't fall for it, I warned myself. She just wanted me to back down.
And she knew where it hurt the most. 
 "Your brother wouldn't give me this much of a hassle."
 "How can you use Lee against me?" I said tightly.
 "It's your choice, Bennett."
 "I'll… I'll find someone." It wasn't like I had a choice. I just had to think of a way out of it. Quickly.
 "Will you?"
 "Yes."
"Good."
"However, I want you to give me a year."
 Her eyes narrowed. "A year? For what, exactly?"
 "I would like to find someone on my own. Then when the year is up, I'll bring her to you and we will talk about marriage. You can't really expect me to just suddenly meet someone and marry her, can you? At least let me meet a few of the candidates first."
 The room was deathly silent as my mother contemplated my offer. I could feel sweat forming on the back of my neck. If only she would agree to my proposal, then I could have more time to figure out what to do about the ultimatum she'd given me. If she said no… what could I say against her when she used Lee as leverage? 
 "Six months," she finally said.
 "Six?"
 "You may have six months to court someone," she permitted. "Not a day more. When the time is up you must bring the girl you choose to me and I will decide if she will be allowed to marry into our family. If she fails, you'll marry someone I find for you."
 Of course there would be conditions. There were always conditions. "Fine," I agreed, with a plan already forming in my mind. Six months was still enough time.
 The wrinkles on her forehead relaxed and she smiled. "Good. You may keep your car. Make sure you come to work today. There's someone you need to fire."
 "I understand," I responded, watching as she turned on her heel and clicked away from me.
 As soon as she left, I collapsed back onto the sofa, feeling a headache coming on. Why was she so adamant about marriage? I was perfectly content with the way I was living my life— satisfactory and alone. I didn't feel a need for a girlfriend. And even if I did have any of those needs, I could find a willing partner from the local bar. 
 For now I had to find someone to at least trick my mother into thinking was my girlfriend. It wouldn't be too hard. It wasn't like I didn't have the physical appearance. I was on the cover of multiple business magazines. Paired with my conditioned polite and charming personality, I knew I was a good catch. And if that weren't enough, I'd just show them my bank account.
  If only money could buy me a girlfriend, I thought wistfully.
 That's when it hit me.
 The plan was simple. Find a girl, hire her to date me for six months, fake a break-up right before I brought her to meet my mother, and then claim I was too heartbroken to move on. That way I wouldn't be forced into a marriage with a stranger and I would be allowed to stay single for a little longer. Surely my mother would feel pity for her son going through his first heartbreak.
 I grinned to myself, adjusting my tie.
 Let the fun begin.

Xiao Ni didn't know how to respond to Wang Kai. She sharpens her gaze at Wang Kai, trying to understand the meaning behind his response.

He smiled, quite a wicked smile if Xiao Ni could recall. It was like he is underestimating her and her dream. She lowered her gaze, suddenly remember something she has forgotten.

Sitting beside her on the empty car, Wang Kai still looks as mighty as ever. She doesn't understand what happened in the company, but she knows he is a great man with a great mind. Every decision he made always right because he had great logic.

But can logic and love work in one line though?

"I want to ask you something." Xiao Ni's eyelashes lifted up, revealing her captivating eyes. It was still raining outside, Han Li and the driver still using an umbrella to protect them from the rain. "Forget it, I will ask you when we arrived."

Wang Kai also followed Xiao Ni's gaze from the first time, probably because her eyes were too captivating. He realized that she was worried about Han Li and the driver. Within a nod, he agreed to let postpone the conversation.

Maybe because it was raining so the atmospheres become even gloomier at the car. Wang Kai was immersed in his own thought. Xiao Ni wasn't sure what he was thinking about but it looks something important and complicated. That popping veins in his forehead tell her so.

"Why come if you're very busy." Xiao Ni asked lightly, she didn't understand how it works but after watching how patience he is toward her she didn't want to argue with him anymore.

Wang Kai tilted his head and look at Xiao Ni, he makes a tensed smile. "Didn't I say I need a suit?"

Xiao Ni smile wryly, did he still need a suit if he goes bankrupt?
But who are we to judge? Her? You? The reader? The author? No one~

"Sure~" Xiao Ni answer nonchalantly before she moves to another topic. "Hm, now that you aren't the president of Wang Corporation anymore, that meant you have no right in meddling with my carrier again right?"

Because of him, she didn't have many choices for the script. She once asked Fei-Jie why the hell she only has a little script when she has completely shaken the entertainment world with her acting. She really does think that many directors didn't trust her due to a lack of experience.

But what answer did she get?

"President Wang snatches my job to choose your script. He said that you get bored easily, so he must choose the most suitable script himself or you might change your profession again. When I asked him about endorsement and brand spoke person jobs, do you know what he said?"

"He said, you are from Guan family and future daughter-in-law of Wang family. People will say that you bully another actress if you still compete for endorsement. As for spoke person, she has a very limited choice since both of the companies mostly covers every field of business. Xiao Ni I really envy you! President Wang is really considerate when it comes to you."  

Xiao Ni wanted to clap her hand, how well that he knows her exactly? She only acted in one movie and one drama so far, dare she complains that she is bored?

However, at that time, they were in their honeymoon phase. She completely forgets that she wanted to strangle him to death the moment she sees him. Sigh, love is not only making people blind, apparently, it also makes you senile and forgetful.

Wang Kai, that hateful man look at Xiao Ni casually and type something on his iPad. Within a few clicks, he hands over the iPad and casually said: "You were contracted under my name not under the company name."

Xiao Ni looks at him disbelief and snatches his iPad, reread the familiar contract passage on the 12-inch screen. That won't be, right? If she was contracted under his name why the hell she must go through those long hierocracy procedures on the Wang Entertainment?  

Wang Kai has a victory look on his handsome face. This time Xiao Ni has to acknowledge his intelligence. The control freak on his genes was too bold that he didn't even want to let his ex-girlfriend go. How amusing.

 Xiao Ni suddenly doubting Wang Kai's definition of freedom. 

"Hahaha, you really planned to give me freedom aren't you?" Xiao Ni let out a dry laugh. No wonder he has been very excited handing the iPad to her. He wanted her to praise how smart he is?

Wang Kai smiles and nods his head, he calmly folds her hand into his chest. "Relaxed, I'm very professional." Xiao Ni replied with a forced smile as she rolls her eyes. Sure~ whatever he said, it also doesn't matter to her anymore.

Maybe he does really know her well because she didn't feel to act at the moment. Not after being dumped in front of everyone.

Han Li, sitting beside the driver has a hidden sour expression as he steals a glare at Wang Kai. Hmph! So the reason why Xiao Ni didn't have so many jobs and rarely appears on an event despite her status of raising star is that the great devil working very hard behind the scene.

Xiao Ni suddenly felt depressed and tired. She didn't have any energy much to argue with Wang Kai, thus she quietly opens her phone again. To her surprised, she got a 5 miss call from Bai Jing and 13 from Guan Xian and 1 from Xia Sha.

What happens on the earth while she was away?

Xiao Ni knew that Guan Xian probably creates another ruckus that even Xia Sha thicken her face to call her so she decided to call back Bai Jing first. However, glancing at the man beside her, it's not really convenient to call so she decided to text Bai Jing.

Xiao Ni : Hey, I'm sorry I can't answer your call right now
Xiao Ni : What happen?
Xiao Ni : I couldn't find you anymore after the last meeting, even my brother can't search you…

That doesn't sound right as Xiao Ni reread her sentence. Nobody will be happy if they knew someone hires a private investigator to find you. So she chooses to delete her last sentence.

Bai Jing : Xiao Ni, I heard that you will hold a charity, can you send me the invitation?
Xiao Ni : Sure! I've been planning to do so, but I can't find you.
Bai Jing : Thank you very much.
Xiao Ni frowned. This my friend, feels like being robbed in the daytime. She was too bold on using people, isn't she?

Xiao Ni sighs and looks at Wang Kai again, planning to ask him about the Bai family. But remember that they will fight every time they had a conversation, she gives up and decide to call her brother instead. 

The moment he picked up, Guan Xian excitedly greet her.

"What.." do you want, she wanted to ask but Guan Xian has state what did he need from her.

"Xiao Ni, do you know that your friend Ye Na, my ex, is back? By the way, if Xia Sha requested an invitation from you, reject her directly, okay?"

"…" her brother sound really excited that even Xiao Ni knew that he was up to something bad. However, she also needs something from her brother.

"hmm.. you owe me one." Xiao Ni said lazily as she stares at the outside.

"Yap, I owe you one, thank you, my beautiful sister. By the way, if Wang Kai is with you, tell him that I missed him, muahh! Oh, please don't makeup before I get my Xia Sha, bye!"

"…" Wang Kai and Xiao Ni stare at each other.

Guan Xian's voice was too loud that even the driver can hear him from such a distance, not to mention Wang Kai who seats beside Xiao Ni. Xiao Ni wants to complain to her father that Guan Xian is too idle at work!

***

Xiao Ni "Ah, as Excited as I am searching for my new love, I will be more excited if you read this novel only on webnovel and left a comment~"

"Brother Wang please be my boyfriend!"
"No!” 
“pleaseeee.”
“No.”
“Brother, I beg you.”
“No”
“Brother you don’t love me anymore? You dote on me the most.” NiNi show her ultimate comic-sparkling-eyes moves.
“hmm.. still no.” he smile stiffly at NiNi
“Why brother don’t want to help Xiao Ni, Xiao Ni is sad. Heung heung…” 
“Whatever, I’ll just said to aunty Wang that I want to be you wife.” 

He said he don't want to be my boyfriend, but then he said

“what fake boyfriend, I don’t like fake things. Either be boyfriend or not at all.”

It was late; past midnight, in fact. The peaceful city of Bella-Vel and its residents had fallen asleep…
"P-Please have mercy, sir! I don't know what you're talking about!" said a disheveled man in a ragged voice. He looked paler than a corpse as he begged on his knees to be spared.
Aside from a certain ghost.
"We'll see about that, won't we?" said the indescribable shadow as it stepped towards the kneeling man. It'd chased the man into an empty, abandoned alley far removed from sight.
The trembling man continued to beg for mercy as tried his damnedest to persuade the shadow into letting him leave. He'd give the monster anything it desired as long as it'd spare him.
"L-Let's talk this out, sir! I-I've got money — tens of millions of credits, all yours if you let me go! I can get you anything with my family's resources! Beautiful women and men,priceless artefacts, status and power — whatever you desire, I can get it for you, sir!"
…And if bribes would not work then he'd resort to threatening it, instead.
"D-Don't! Stop! I'm a member of the Dragoncrest family! Don't you get it?! My family owns this entire region! If you do anything to me, my family will hunt you down and flay you alive! My family's conquerors will make you wish for death once they catc—"
A scream echoed out of the dark alley, but it'd never reach anyone's ears. He'd been taken; spirited away into an artificial world of darkness created by the shadow.
His own subconscious. He'd been trapped… in his own mind — inside of a dream that Lu'um had constructed for Reed to use.
A false, nightmarish world where he could interrogate their targets for information without causing a disturbance in reality. They'd torture people in a way that'd never give away their identities or leave a trail.
It was an idea that Lu'um had proposed, much to Reed's surprise.
Dreams, by definition, are vague, ambiguous things in the first place and… everybody has a nightmare every once and while, right?
Most of the time, people forget their dreams after waking up, anyway.
Still, haunting people in their sleep like a bogeyman felt a bit unpleasant to Reed. He'd do it, but didn't want to get too accustomed to the act of doing it.
That was that last thing he wanted to happen — for it to become normal to him. He'd keep himself in check, remind himself why he was doing it in the first place.
Not to make people suffer. I just want answers, nothing more.
It'd be a cold day in hell before he'd needlessly abuse his powers to make others suffer without a justifiable reason. He'd rather die than let himself become a heartless tyrant, a power-tripping bastard.
He'd seen it happen all his life — how power corrupted people.
The slums had taught him everything he needed to know about people in power. How power brought out the very worst in weak, ignorant idiots. All his life, he'd been at the mercy of unworthy clowns who'd grown accustomed to the power they possessed.
From the rich to the poor, the law-abiding to the criminal. It didn't matter. They were all the same, no matter their station in life…
Reed sighed and said, "It seems that this one didn't know anything either, huh…" The man they had broken had been a contender and high-ranking family member of the Dragoncrest family that they'd tracked down over their hunt for information on Astrid and Sebastian.
He grabbed the broken, babbling contender and said, "Tell me what you know or I'll show you what I'm really capable of…"
The man sobbed and incoherently said, "Nooo!! P-Please… I can't tell you about it! I-If I do, they'll take me down there and never let me leave! I-I… I don't want to go down there!"
"Speak! Before I carve the truth out of you myself!" said Reed. He grabbed the man's head and extended one his hands, which he'd turned into a terrifying claw of rotting gore and sharpened bone.
He gently caressed the man's face with his mangled claw and then put one of his sharpened bone fingers in front of one of the man's eyes.
"A-AHHH! P-PLEASE, MERCY! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO XIBALBA!! I DON'T WANT TO GO DOWN THERE EVER AGAIN! I-I CAN'T TELL YOU ANYTHING!"
The man howled in desperation, sobbing incessantly in between his deranged pleas for forgiveness. Reed had finally broken the man to his core — he had completely lost his mind.
It was a terrible thing to witness and it sickened Reed deep inside. He did not want to do this, but he'd already sworn an oath. He couldn't back down from his own word, especially when he gave it to her.
He was a walking down a fine line and knew that one day, he'd have to make a choice. Naturally, he hoped that such a day would never come, but with his atrocious luck, it was all but guaranteed.
His morals and the oath he'd made were incompatible with one another and he knew that. Even so, he'd persisted to keep them both, the innocent, well-intentioned fool that he was.
One called for righteousness, fairness, and freedom — to uphold what had never been afforded to him back in his world.
The other called for him to abandon everything he held dear if it meant winning. Making sure to prioritize the safety of the people he cared about over his morals.
He continued to ponder what mattered more to him but couldn't find an answer to the question, and it frustrated him to hell and back.
"Ka'an, there's no point in keeping the dream up anymore, he's of no use to us anymore — we have what we need. I know where they're keeping them."
Reed sighed in relief and pulled his consciousness out of the dream-construct.
Thank god… I don't know if I could've handled watching that any longer than that.
He opened his eyes and saw that Lu'um had already opened up a spatial tear. Reed massaged his forehead and looked at the sleeping man who had a distressed expression on his face and grimaced, but said nothing.
Was hurting others, especially innocent people who'd nothing wrong, in order to protect what he cared about truly righteous?
Was it truly fair for him to abuse innocent people in such an underhanded, malicious way with his overwhelming power?
What was true freedom? Was it terrorizing, imprisoning, and breaking innocent people in a nightmarish, artificial prison?
Reed grit his teeth in frustration.
Was someone like that worth trusting?
Did someone like that even deserve the right to judge others about trust?
…Was it not hypocrisy at its finest?
He turned away from the sleeping man and pushed down his feelings. He had a job to do. That was all that mattered right now. He couldn't let himself get distracted anymore, not at the final stretch.
Reed walked into the spatial tear and closed it shut as soon as he entered the void. The faster he was gone, the better he felt...
Xibalba. It'd been a top-secret research facility during the height of the initial conflict against the Infested, millennia ago before the first Otherworlder had been summoned on Mulia.
The facility had been the center of a series of important projects that'd become critical later on in the Great War. The guiding pillars, the altar system, and the heavenly barriers had been created in Xibalba at some point in time.
It was a place that had accomplished much… at a price. Xilbalba had been given special freedoms. It had not been restrained by the morals, ethics, and laws of the Ancient Mulian dynasty.
Xibalba had been black site and had operated on its own terms.
The… questionable experiments that'd been conducted deep beneath the surface of the continent had given the Ancient Mulians some of the most advanced technology ever conceived.
They had fused that which should have been forbidden — taboo on all accounts…
Experimentation on the limits souls possessed…
Experimentation on extra-dimensional travel via Infested…
Experimentation on live Infested specimens for the use of…
Experimentation on paracausal manipulation of space-time via…
There were no limits in Xibalba — anything that'd push the envelop of what their research was fair game. With a nigh-infinite budget, the research facility charged headfirst into the pits of hell until...
An serious accident occurred.
After that, the research station was throughly purged, sealed, and forgotten. Everyone single person who'd been part of the clean-up mission had their memories erased.
By then, the Infested had already overrun a majority of universe, and the Ancient Mulians had been pushed back on their original homeworld…
The end had already come. In an act of desperation, the Ancient Mulians abandoned their final stronghold, the continent of Mulia, and retreated into a hidden pocket domain.
Xibalba had long since been forgotten after that until a fateful day when a couple of bumbling fools stumbled upon its entrance, looking for treasure. 
...After thousands of years, hell had been opened once again.


Reed, a young man that had spent his entire life in the slums wished for a miracle. He dreamt that one day he'd escape the ghetto he had been born in and travel across the world. He longed to embark on an adventure and truly begin living a real life.

Alas, it was not meant to be. The stars had other plans in mind for the young man.

On the night of his sixteenth birthday, he had his life flipped upside down. Caught in the midst of a confrontation between two rival gangs, Reed suffered a fatal injury.

As he laid on the street, Reed couldn't help but laugh at how unfair his life had been from beginning to end. 

Born poor? Sure. No parents? Okay. No opportunities in life? Fine. But his own miserable life, too? 

"What more can I be deprived of?" Reed muttered as he struggled to keep his eyes open. 

A soft voice chuckled and said, "Much, much more, boy. But you'll soon have the opportunity to have all your wishes fulfilled."

"...If you can earn the right to obtain them."

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This is 'NOT' a wish-fulfillment based story. 

Please do NOT come into this novel with the expectation that you will get some kind of fearless action hero. The MC is everything but that.

That he will be... this 'fearless, intrepid' person straight out of the FIRST chapter. A bold, charismatic hero with an unshakable resolve and iron will.   

Get that irritating preconception out of your head right now if you dare venture further into the story. 

I KNOW that's what you're expecting because that's the common setup with the stories on this site. 

I am writing a story about personal growth, above all else. Be forewarned about that. I'm serious.

That means that the character has to start from the bottom and work his way UP. Not in only in terms of power, but also in the strength of his character -- as in, maturing INTO someone who will become a hero. 

Not over the course of a SINGLE chapter like some stories do. Not in SINGLE arc, or volume, but over the course of the ENTIRE STORY.

My main character starts off as COWARDLY, INDECISIVE, and WHINY. He is by NO measure a heroic person, or EVEN a whole person. He is weak-willed and flawed because that is how I HAVE WRITTEN him to be, for good reason. 

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If you want an OP power-fantasy, then go find it elsewhere on the site. You do you. Don't let me or anyone stop you from reading what you want. 

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tl;dr: My main character isn't fucking He-Man and the Terminator's baby. He's a human being with all the ugly, pathetic parts you don't like seeing in your OP Reincarnation novels.

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 Why did this happen to me? Many people have tendency to ask such questions. And overwhelming majority never would have received a response. I was different. I got a response. Although one that I absolutely cannot accept. 

 To understand the situation, we must first, go back few years in time. I have just finished high school. And without false modesty my scores were great. So much that I even were given offer of a very high scholarship. My parents understandably were ecstatic. Of course that ecstasy only lasted until I rejected it. Afterwards not so much. That night was tough, to say the least. Argument with my parents escalated to the point that concerned neighbors called police on us. Well I say concerned now, though that was not adjective I used to address them back then. But I digress. The point is that after burning almost all bridges possible, I slammed the door on my furious father and left home. 

 From there I went to work for a friend. The guy didn't have much problems in life. He was the very definition of a young master with a filthy rich background. So when he decided to stop pursuing any higher education and instead open his own game development company, he received enough support to immediately skip tedious process of creating it from zero, instead receiving almost complete team ready to put his vision into a reality. And in some strange turn of events I became this team's leader. 
 
 Yup. My first real job ever and immediately I was the second most important person in this huge company, right after someone who might even be even more inexperienced than myself. As you can imagine it wasn't easy. In the short period afterwards I picked drinking, fired thirty percent of the staff, arguably veterans of the field, who refused to cooperate, and replaced them with people similar to us. With zero experience, yet with ton of talent and vision. Again, modesty is unnecessary.

 After this somewhat shaky start, we finally started our real work. And we refused to start small. We picked old, yet classic single player RPG game, bought it's license, and then fueled by enormous funding and even bigger ego publicly vowed to make it into greatest MMO of all times. 

 As a testament to our inexperience, we didn't try to limit our creativity in any way. In the same time as hundreds people followed our chaotic directives, for the sake of expanding already massive worldbuilding and hype, we contracted a bunch of people in other fields. Novels, remake of original game, animated series. We built franchise around the game we were making, and which majority of observing experts dubbed impossible to finish. And based on constant overstepping of budget and changing estimated release time they seemed to be right.

 Yet, six years after we started working on it - we did it. Maybe with two years of delay, and with numerous problems, but we did it. 'Secrets of the Origin' was shown to the world. It went viral. And we kept our word. There were experts who seemed to not have any better activity than picking faults with it, but still they had no choice but admit that it is simply a masterpiece.
 
 And we weren't done. All of the next updates only cemented this view and position of the game in hearts of the gaming community.

  But of course everything had to meet it's end. Eight years after the release I couldn't go any longer. I was one bottle from going into rehab, carried half of the pharmacy in my backpack, and when I heard game's opening song I was getting physically sick. So with a huge grin on my face which barely masked my overwhelming grief after leaving the team, I sold my share of the company and in good atmosphere, with good wishes both from community and colleagues left. Of course only after politely telling dozens of headhunters who were trying to destroy my newfound freedom to go fuck themselves. But it was only a minor matter. 

 The major matter was that after I left, a bunch of core members of the team followed my example. And people who came to replace us were getting into even more conflicts than I did at the beginning of my career. After all who publicly declares that they are the best and that their game would be better than anything ever produced before? Only morons could do that. My case doesn't count since I had absolute confidence in myself. 

 And as one might imagine the final product was a total crap. When the final update spearheaded by the new team came out, all hell broke loose. The game was full of bugs, plot was confusing and in direct conflict with everything that we did before, worldbuilding that until now was pride and joy of the game now was only skimmed through and worst of all: main protagonist of the original game - at this point practically an icon, and all time favorite, possessing numerous independent works only about himself - sacrifices himself in the opening animation without any prior foreshadowing at all. It was supposed to be a symbol of the end of the old era, and beginning of the new one, yet instead community made it into a symbol of the end of the franchise. Developers promised that it's not a case, and it will continue to work on reaching even greater heights than ever before - under yet another new team. But luckily it had nothing to do with me. I long since have left the country and started to pursue my long cherished dream of travelling the world. 

 Few days after this statement came out, this happened. One chilly morning I was walking out of the apartment of my new girlfriend when something impossible to explain happened. In the middle of the town, in a narrow alley no longer than two hundred meters a truck was driving down the road. At 211 km/h. I don't even know how I have information about it's speed. It just strangely popped into my head at the moment the track was passing through the place I originally stood. And even if I was already a little more than wet stain on the wall, somehow I still managed to perceive how immediately after, the truck mysteriously slowed down to normal speed without caring about the laws of physics at all and turned the corner as if nothing had happened.

 And all that brings us to the current moment. Me sitting at an old garden chair with a stupefied expression on my face, staring across the table at a bratty little girl who pointed her small finger at me with a clear accusation steaming out of her entire being. 

 Yes. A moment ago that she declared that she's a supreme goddess, and it is my fault that her favorite game 'Secrets of the Origin' has gone to shit.

One of the creators of the most popular MMO-RPG on the market, quit his job. After he did so, chain of events started leading to the closing of the development . Eventually he met very unreasonable fan of his, starting of events of this story.

 

 Sadly, there might be grammar problems, since english is my second language.

Liang Yunsheng was obsessed with her. When she woke up, she was still a little angry. She pouted her lips slightly and looked a little childish with her plain face.
However, Yin Qianchen's ugly face made her wake up immediately.
The pain in her arm was caused by Yin Qianchen's excessive strength when he tried to pull her up from her lying state.
Yin Qianchen tightened his hand and pulled her up, half sitting up.
"What, what... What happened? Did something happen? " Liang Yunsheng did not know why his expression suddenly changed, but he had a fierce look on his face ...
Yin Qianchen was still silent, like a piece of bone-chilling ice, or like a volcano that was about to erupt, sending out dust in advance. It was depressing.
Hearing Liang Yunsheng's voice, he did not speak. He just threw a piece of newspaper in his other hand at Liang Yunsheng.
Liang Yunsheng was slapped in the face by the sudden newspaper. It did not hurt much, but this embarrassing feeling made her shrink her shoulders involuntarily and turn her face to the side.
What was this?
"newspaper? "
Liang Yunsheng hurriedly picked up the newspaper that had fallen on the bed and opened it in a flurry. There wasn't a whole newspaper, only a few pieces of the finance and economics paper, so Liang Yunsheng could finish reading it very quickly.
Then she saw... ...
Although it was the so-called finance and economics page, the report was very gossipy.
The whole page was full of very eye-catching headlines, accompanied by a photo that seemed to be taken secretly, but was actually very high-definition.
The photo was... ...
It was her and Yin Junze... ... standing in his villa, there was actually nothing going on, but Yin Junze casually took off his coat and him .. From this point of view, it looked like he was hugging himself.
Such a group of photos, although it couldn't prove anything at all, perfectly used as an excuse to make the relationship between the two of them ambiguous and ambiguous, causing people to daydream, making it difficult for people not to think that the two of them were not related.
It was the day when she accidentally vomited on him... ... That she took this group of photos ...
The key was that there was a huge exclamation mark next to it, followed by some random guesses from the reporters.
[ the heir of the Yin family, Yin Junze's lovely wife, has been accidentally exposed! ! ! ! ]
"What's going on... i. . . Who is this... " Liang Yunsheng mumbled to herself, not knowing what to do. Her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't organize her thoughts smoothly.
"I should be the one asking you this, right? " Yin Qianchen directly picked it up, tore it into pieces, and threw it to the side. The expression on his face was extremely cold.
"I... " Liang Yunsheng shook her head and looked at Yin Qianchen, hoping that he would believe her.
"Liang Yunsheng, I said that I would give you absolute freedom, but! " Yin Qianchen paused for a moment and continued, "I remember that I also said that such freedom is within my control. I can only give you the freedom that I can! "
"No, it's not like that... " Liang Yunsheng could only say dryly, "I, I can explain, I can explain... "
"Moreover, we remember that we had at least a similar agreement. " Yin Qianchen's voice was devoid of any emotion. "although we didn't marry on the premise of loving each other, we had to at least guarantee our loyalty. "

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At the age of 18, she was forced to fall into his gentle trap.
"You have to know whose woman you are! " He pinched her delicate jaw and kissed her.
She, Liang Yunsheng, was the daughter of a commoner who had been carried wrongly. She returned to a wealthy family, but was despised by everyone. She was pushed into the arms of the evil young master Yin Qianchen, whom everyone feared.
She struggled and resisted, unwilling to become a pet that could be played with.
And this cold man only opened his arms for her. "I will let you look down on all living things and become my warmest little wife. "
[ this is the story of a little sparrow being spoiled like a Golden Phoenix. ]

Three days later, in Noriosse North Space Port, where countless travelers came and went, an ordinary space human female was slowly walking, carrying a backpack.
In fact, this was someone in disguise. In actuality, it was the target whom Han Xiao was looking for—Ames' teacher who had once adopted her in her childhood and guided her to awaken her Super talent.
His name was Aesop, and his power was foresight. However, as compared to his rare prophetic ability, his race was even rarer.
Aesop had been born before the Galaxy Calendar started. He was an Eternal, a being who lived for countless years.
Long before Han Xiao had contact with the Teleportation Mage, Aesop had already foreseen that Han Xiao and the others would refuse to participate in his 'game'. The prophecy itself was vague because the future was full of uncertainties and could change at any time. If the future could not be changed, the prophecy would be meaningless. Generally, prophecies with no goal usually only led to a fog. A theme was needed for the ability to be activated, which would be the 'trigger' that would limit the future possibilities.
The more experienced the Oracle was, the more factors they would set up to limit the future. The variety of clues and mischievous arrangements that Aesop had left were all plots that he used to limit the possibilities.
The future was in the superposition state, and the 'trigger' could make the future 'collapse'. In simple terms, when people are not hungry, they could do all sorts of things, and when they were hungry, there was one action that would become determined—they would eat. Aesop deliberately left the trail for this purpose so that people who searched for him would follow the clues that he had left. If a bead on the ground was rolling in all directions, when the bead fell into a groove, it would only move back and forth. This meant that the 'future' turned from a free answer question to a multiple-choice question with limited options. Only in that way would his prophecy be able to see the future.
Prophecies could not see too far into the future and had no combat capability. The ability itself was not powerful, so it all depended on the user. Being an Oracle required intelligence!
At this time, Aesop had already purchased a seat on a long-haul flight. Even if he did not use his prophecy ability, he had already seen through Han Xiao's goal. It was nothing more than to stall for time so that when Ames arrived on Noriosse, he would have nowhere to run.
"Too young." Aesop thought that it was funny. With such an obvious intention, only a fool would not be able to see it. They refused his request, yet they thought that he would be stupid enough to stay on the planet. Why would he?
Putting himself in Han Xiao's shoes, Aesop felt that he would lie about agreeing to find the Heart of Crystal Fire in order to stall time, which would be at least better than rejecting it directly. However, no matter what Han Xiao chose, the result would be the same—Aesop had actually never planned to stay there. Even if Han Xiao had lied and agreed, he would still have left.
"If he agreed to my request, my following arrangements would get them into trouble. They would be chased off this planet by the Noriosse financial group. Even if they reject my request and intend to delay me, after I leave, Ames will also be unable to find me. She will be angry at this group officers who quit halfway and 'missed the golden opportunity', which will also give them a hard time.
"From the moment you got the clue I left from the intel organization, the result was already determined."
Under the mask of disguise, Aesop smiled. "You used my name; I give you a little punishment. Fair and square."
"Is that so?"
Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind, and a hand tapped Aesop's shoulder and stayed there.
Aesop's face suddenly changed. He froze and slowly turned around.
A stranger stood behind him. This man tore off an extremely thin mask on his face, exposing Han Xiao's face.
"Mister Aesop Hurricane, damn good morning to you." Han Xiao smiled.
"How did you know I'm here?" Aesop was shocked. His eyes changed slightly and flashed with wonder.
He did not ask why Han Xiao was here; it needed no explanation. He figured it out instantly the moment that he saw Han Xiao. He was puzzled by another question at this moment.
There were five harbors on Noriosse. How did he accurately find the correct one?
He might have heard from Jenny that this Black Star seemed to be an Oracle as well.
"Good question, allow me to introduce." Han Xiao pulled a man from the side, took off the mask on the face of the person, revealing the face of Feidin. He smiled and said, "This is my mascot."
"… You mean by luck?"
Aesop's face stiffened, and then he looked relieved. Oracles as skilled as him were very clear on one thing—there would never be a perfect plan. No matter how good the plan was, it would often be disrupted by accidents. Although luck was something very uncertain, the simplest thing was usually the most inexplicable.
Han Xiao had the Destiny's Child card, so he understood the mindset of Oracles and the so-called trigger, but this time, he did not use the Destiny's Child card as there was no need to.
When he refused Aesop's request, to his understanding of Aesop, he knew that Aesop could easily see through his 'intention'. Hence, only one choice was placed in front of Aesop. In order to avoid Ames, who was going to arrive, he had to take a spaceship and leave Noriosse. Therefore, the possibilities were narrowed. He just had to spread out across five harbors and wait, as Aesop would definitely pass by one of them.
As a result, the person in the dilemma became Aesop. If he did not leave, he would definitely be found. If he left, he might be found.
Hence, even if Aesop had foreseen this possibility, he would have no choice but to fall into this trap. Not to mention the fact that Aesop did not use his power due to the lack of a trigger.
Those who delved into logic tended to fall into a paradox that they themselves could not see. Aesop wanted Han Xiao to act while complying with his rules of the game, but Han Xiao turned it around and made his interlocked plan into a fair environment for the both of them to compete in their luck. Then, Han Xiao used his rich experience to beat him. Feidin could solve any and all difficulties involving luck.
Aesop's lousy disguise was good enough for the identity check at the harbor but not disguise veteran Han Xiao.
According to the normal way of thinking, if Aesop left Noriosse long ago right after he made the arrangements, the plan would have had no solution, meaning that he would be in an invincible position. However, Han Xiao had one of the biggest advantages—he knew Aesop's personality from his previous life. This ancient man had experienced too many things, so his personality was strange and abnormal.
Power? Not interesting. He had once served as the vice president of a star-class civilization.
Wealth? There was no meaning. Resources did not have a real owner, so wealth was only a false definition.
Beauty? Tired of it long ago. The species that he had mated with could circle a Fixed Star several times.
Strength? Experienced before. He had once erased the entire planet from the map with a horrifying weapon.
Aesop was really tired of living, and this was not derogatory but literal. His life was left with a few fun things—freedom, curiosity, and excitement!
So, he had become a treasure hunter who travelled everywhere with unknown whereabouts. He could only experience the feeling of being alive at the edge of danger. Hence, when he plotted and planned, Aesop would absolutely never hide behind the scenes. He would create a fair situation and let the opponent have the opportunity to taste the fruit of victory. To him, it was a dangerous game.
If he won, he would feel empty.
If he lost, he would rejoice.
He had lived too long and really become incomprehensible to ordinary people.
Aesop also took off the disguise, revealing his old appearance, and heartily laughed. "It seems that my apprentice found a powerful partner."
Han Xiao smiled as well. He showed no flaw on the surface, but he had other thoughts in his mind.
He was thinking of killing Aesop.
Aesop was such a powerful Oracle. Even if he was not his enemy, who could guarantee that he would not be a threat to him in the future?
Han Xiao was very clear about Aesop's ability; his power was prophecy, so his combat capability was almost equal to zero. As long as he seized this Oracle, killing him would not be much harder than killing a chicken.
This was a good opportunity to get rid of hidden dangers. He just had to tell Ames that he did not find her teacher and let Aesop be forever 'missing'.
So…
Before Ames arrives, should I…
Kill him‽
Han Xiao eyes flickered.
In his eyes, there was not a single person that had to die no matter what, and there was not a single person he must not kill no matter what.


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

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