Laide is a very kind and ordinary girl who currently works at Pancho's Cafe near the School campus. She's working tons of part time jobs to feed herself and to have a lot of extra income to pay her tuition fee. 

One day, A guy named Cole entered the cafe and Laide felt that this person had a lot of hard times this past few days. Without hesitating, she slowly sat in front of him and gave him a tape and left quickly. The guys seems surprise of what she did and hold the tape, he looks for her but she's already gone.

-August 1 1972
Diagon alley was quiet aside from several people who were doing their shopping in tight groups. That was when the Potters arrived, with the older couple Lord Fleamont and Lady Euphemia Potter, With their older Son Heir apparent James Fleamont Potter and their daughter Heir secondary Mairin Euphemia Potter, who had the traditional potter looks, aside from here eye coloring of violet. The group was quick in getting the school supplies for James and Mairin, only stopping to exchange a few greetings with their close friends who also were shopping about. James seeing his sister's nervousness put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed her arm comfortingly. FInally they arrived at Ollivanders. As they entered Mairin sneezed as the smell of the musty interior revealed itself to her unprepared scenes. 
"Ah… Lord and Lady Potter," Came the voice of Ollivander as he walked out from the shelves, startling the young girl as Her parents greeted the older man.
"Ahh Fleamont, Elm unicorn hair, 11 1/2 inches, unyielding, a fine wand it was." Ollivander said and Fleamont nodded, a small smile on his face as Ollivander turned to Euphemia, "Euphemia Rowan, Phoenix feather, 12 inches and rather whippy, I trust it still serves you well?"
"Indeed it does Mr. Ollivander," Came her kind reply, and James sat down lazily as Mairin stepped forward nervously.
"We have come here to acquire our daughter a wand Mr Ollivander," Fleamont said, and Ollivanders tape measures came flying out.
"Which is your wand arm?" The elder man asked, to which Mairin lifts her left hand shyly.
"Hold out your arm. That's it. " He measured her from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance, Ms. Potter. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand. "
"That is true, but it will work if your in a pinch," Fleamont said, a slight grin on his face, as Ollivander shot him a mock glance with raised eyebrows, as he left, with the tape measure still making measurements. Mairin giggled as the tape measure began measuring in between her nostrils.
"That will do," he said, and the tape measure crumpled into a heap on the floor. "Right then, Ms. Potter. Try this one. Oak and Phoenix feather. Nine inches. Nice and flexible. just take it and give it a wave. "
Mairin raised the wand, but Ollivander snatched it from her hand, "No that will not do Maple and unicorn hair. Seven inches. Quite whippy. Try–"
As Mairin picked up the wand Ollivander took it from her, leaving her quite confused as her family watched with small smiles.
"Hmmm, I wonder, you seem like you'll need something different," Ollivander said, and disappeared into the back of the columns, he came back with a box that had a blossom on it.
"This type of wand is very popular in Japan, where having such a wand grants some form of prestige, Cherry wood, Dragon Heart string, 11 ¾ inch rather flexible."
Mairin reached forward and immediately as her fingers touched the wand warmth filled her fingers, and she waved it in front of her, and multicolored sparks burst from the end of the light red wand.
"Cherry wood, I thought that kind of wood was only ornamental?" James asked as he sat up in his seat, and Mairin's eyes flashed in worry.
"You should dispel that notion from your head young Mr. Potter," Ollivander said, almost sharply, "Wands made from cherry wood are among the strongest types of wands one could acquire, when paired with dragon heart string, it is a truly formidable combination." 
James looked rather chastised as his parents paid the ten galleons for the wand, and the three headed back to Potter manor, where little Mairin went back to her room and read several of her family's books on Runes.
-1 month later
The Potter's flooed onto Platform 9 ¾ and they said their goodbyes to one another. As soon as the two were on the train James looked at her, then said, "Well, I am going to put you in this Compartment, then I am going to go and meet my friends."
Mairin looked at him confused as he lifted her trunk up on the luggage rack, then ruffled her hair, "See you later Mair."
Mairin watched him leave forlornly, then tried to reach her trunk so she could get some money for the trolley later and a one of her books for the ride, but she was just a bit too short to reach it. The door to her compartment opened and she jumped nearly falling off her seat as she did so. Standing there was an older girl with fiery red hair and emerald eyes, and an older boy with black hair and eyes.
"Oh, I'm sorry I startled you," The girl said kindly, "But were were wondering if we could sit with you on the ride?"
Mairin nodded and the two dragged their trunks into the compartment and put them on the racks. Mairin stood on the seat this time to grab her book and money while the other two began talking to each other. As she sat down, the train began moving, and the other girl extended her hand and said, "I'm Lily, Lily Evans, and this is Severus Snape my best friend."
Marin took the extended hand, and shyly said, "I'm Mairin, Mairin Potter."
Both of their faces filled with shock, and they looked at each other, this quiet little girl was related to the loud and obnoxious James Potter.
"Is your brother here?" Lily asked, to which Mairin shook her head, and quietly said, "No, he left me here to be with his friends."
Lily bristled and Severus looked shocked, both asked in sync "he just left you here alone?"
Mairin nodded, to which Lily began muttering under her breath about what she would do when she got her hands on James. The effect of that was causing Mairin to smile a bit.
"So what house do you think you'll be in?" Severus asked, being conversational as Lily continued her miny rant.
"Well," Mairin said, louder than before, causing Lily to stop her rant, "They all seem like their interesting, all of them have produced their own crop of wizards, Slytherin brought us Merlin and Morgana, Hufflepuff brought us Bridget Wenlock and Newt Scamander, Ravenclaw Ignatia Wildsmith and Mr. Ollivander, Gryffindor brought us Professor Dumbledore. So they all have wizards who do them proud."
"But which one do you want to go in?" Lily asked, happy that the girl was talking to them.
"Can you keep a secret from my brother?" Mairin's whisper, to which the two nodded, "I don't want to be in Gryffindor."
"So you're saying any house but Gryffindor?" Severus asked confused.
Mairin nodded, to which Lily nodded, "It's not as awesome as it seems, but it is still nice, even if you get put there."
"How do you get sorted?" Mairin asked, "Because James told me it hurts, alot."
The two looked at each other, and each was laughing softly, "They are going to put a hat on your head and it will sort you into your house."
Mairin glared darkly, "Ohh, wait till I get James back, he was going on about fighting a dragon, one of these days he's going to wake up and find himself tied up naked to the ceiling covered in glitter."
That brought laughter from the other two and after a few second Mairin joined in the laughter. After they stopped, Mairin asked, "So Severus, what house are you in?"
"Call me Sev, and I'm in Slytherin." He said, and Mairin nodded.
They continued talking about classes and the best way around the castle, until the trolly arrived, and Mairin bought all of them food from it. While they were eating, Lily asked, "So what is that book you have there?"
"Oh, it's a book on Ancient Runes, I know we won't be able to take it till third year, but It is just so cool!" She said, and Lily looked very interested at the book while Sev face had a bit of interest, before a small smile broke across his face.
"Berty Box challenge?' He asked and the two others smiled as they began eating the different flavored beans.
-Several Hours later
The great hall was silent as the First years were brought in, The sorting hat was sitting on its stool. The hall watched on as the Sorting Hat opened its mouth, and began to sing.
In times of old, when I was new,
And Hogwarts barely started,
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted.

United by a common goal,
They had the selfsame yearning
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.

"Together we will build and teach"
The four good friends decided.
And never did they dream that they
Might some day be divided.

For were there such friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Gryffindor?
Unless it was the second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,

So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why, I was there, so I can tell
The whole sad, sorry tale. 

Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry's purest."
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose
Intelligence is surest."

Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those
With brave deeds to their name."
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot
And treat them just the same."

These differences caused little strife
When first they came to light.
For each of the four founders had
A house in which they might

Take only those they wanted, so,
For instance, Slytherin
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning just like him.

And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by Ravenclaw
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring Gryffindor.

Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest
and taught them all she knew,
Thus, the houses and their founders
Maintained friendships firm and true.

So Hogwarts worked in harmony
For several happy years,
But then discord crept among us
Feeding on our faults and fears.

The Houses that, like pillars four
Had once held up our school
Now turned upon each other and
Divided, sought to rule.

And for a while it seemed the school
Must meet an early end.
What with duelling and with fighting
And the clash of friend on friend.

And at last there came a morning
When old Slytherin departed
And though the fighting then died out
He left us quite downhearted.

And never since the founders four
Were whittled down to three
Have the Houses been united
As they once were meant to be.

And now the Sorting Hat is here
And you all know the score:
I sort you into Houses
Because that is what I'm for.

But this year I'll go further,
Listen closely to my song:
Though condemned I am to split you
Still I worry that it's wrong,

Though I must fulfil my duty
And must quarter every year
Still I wonder whether sorting
May not bring the end I fear.

Oh, know the perils, read the signs,
The warning history shows,
For our Hogwarts is in danger
From external, deadly foes.


And we must unite inside her
Or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you...
Let the Sorting now begin.
The hall applauded and Professor McGonagall began calling out names of the students and the sorting hat sent them to their different houses, until finally she called out, "Potter, Mairin."
Mairin walked up the steps nervously and sat down on the seat, and nearly jumped when the sorting hat's voice started speaking in her head.
"Hmm, another Potter, hmm, no Gryffindor would not be a good house for you, they're to loud and bolsterous for you to be around, and unlike most of them, you look before you leap. Hufflepuff is also out, you are kind and loyal, but there is a vindictiveness in you that wouldn't suit a Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw and Slytherin would be fine choices for you, hmm, I Know."
"SLYTHERIN," The hat shouted, and applause came from the slytherin table and Mairin took off the hat and handed it to McGonagall, then walked over to the Slytherin table. On the way she saw her brother's look of pure and utter shock, and she smiled at him as she sat down with Sev. 
"Welcome to Slytherin Heiress Potter," Came a voice from besides Sev and she leaned forward to see a boy with long blond hair, who extended his hand to her "I am Heir Apparent Lucius Malfoy."
"A pleasure Heir Malfoy," Came her quiet response as she shook his hand.
"Please call my Lucius," He replied, a small smile on his face.
"If I can call you Lucius, I insist you call me Mairin," Came Mairin's more confident response.
Lucius turned to Sev with a smile gracing his face, "She is certainly more polite than her brother."
Sev nodded and Mairin groaned, "Don't tell me, did he almost start a blood feud."
"Oh nothing of the sort, he just didn't respond as kindly as you did." Was his reply as the sorting concluded.
"There are a few words I would like to say before we begin our feast," Dumbledore said as he stood from his seat, "and they are, Niagara, Norwich, enamel, and tweak."
Mairin's eyebrow shot up, and she looked at the rest of her housemates incredulously.
"Is he truly mad?" She asked, to which Sev stopped grabbing food to put on his plate.
"We have conflicting theories about that." Was Sev's response to which Mairin shrugged and began to dig into her food.
-Time Skip
Mairin walked into the dorm for the Slytherin girls, who were all still chattering among themselves on one of their beds. One was off not talking to the others, and just so happened to be next to Mairin's bed, which Mairin noticed, and extended her hand.
"Hello, I'm Mairin, Mairin Potter, of House Potter" She said kindly.
"I- I'm Terra, Terra Licadia, of House Licadia" She said introducing herself.
"Terra, would you like to sit with me tomorrow at breakfast," Mairin asked to which Terra nodded, "Excellent, but as of right now I am exhausted."
Mairin then flopped onto her bed and fell asleep as soon as her head it the pillow.

James Potter has a younger sister, one who is a year younger than him. But on the night of James and Lily's deaths, she was ambushed and left in a coma. When she wakes up in the few months before the Tri Wizard Tournament, there's going to be hell to pay. I do not own Harry Potter

Chapter 27 Fractured Memories part 6
Weeks pass. Things are peaceful. Since the night, I proclaimed aloud "I have seen the Mark" the mark has made very few appearances. No more nightmares, no more noises or monsters hiding in the dark that only I can see. But still, it is burned into my mind. I have cut the symbol into the palm of my left hand to make sure I never forget what it looks like. 
     The next time a strange note appeared in my bed the quotation it asked was more of in order depending on the way you look at it. This time the letter reads "Love me" no period, no question. Just a statement "Love me".
     Things smooth over with Samur fast enough. She seems to understand that I was not trying to be off-putting with her, I am no lie, childishly unaware of the shape of a dog's body. Until Samur explained it, I didn't even understand that hyenas are not wolves. Looking at them head on they look pretty much alike after all. But no. Hyenas and wolves are related, but they are more like cosines then siblings, not any closer related then cats and dogs. Sounds like hyenas might also be cosines to skunks rabbits and even cats through some sideways logic and genetic gymnastics.
     I spend days walking around the vineyard, I spend some time talking to a young girl, between the two of us we start to learn each-others languages. We have fun together. Wall Samur spends her days at work I spend more than a handful of them with this hyena child running through the fields and struggling to understand one-another. She is cute, she is funny, it would be nice to have a child like her. I still haven't figured out how to pronounce her name right to me it sounds like Isis. 
     Six weeks into my vacation. Still nothing else strange. 
     Late at night Samur shows up in my bedroom. I can taste her pheromones in the air. I have taken to sleeping in the nude and am more than surprised to see her open the door and waltz in. Samur's hair is a mess, her eyes glazed over with physical need. Samur drops her dress off her body and for the first time I see her body in its full glory.
     Samur is covered head to toe in almost perfectly symmetrical white, tanned, and black spots. I see firsthand for the first time her naked breast, she has three sets of tits, all a glossy black, and then my eyes find her clitoris, five and a quarter inches long, the head of it oozing thick white jelly.
     The shape of a hyena's vulva is like no other animal's that I know. The vulva of a hyena is attached to the end of their clitoris and comes out of the front of their pelvic girdle instead of off the bottom like with a cat or wolf (from what I understand). Samur climbs onto the bed, she crawls over me. Samur doesn't talk, she forces my muzzle into her mouth. One hand slides under the covers and Samur throws the blanket off of me. Samur's legs find my hips, she tickles my chest with one hand, her other hand grips her clit and starts tugging on it till it becomes stiffened.
     Samur's honey drips from her clit onto my manhood, I can't believe how quickly the hot juice smearing arouses me. I grunt, my hands hind her rump squeezing it greedily. Instinctually I pull up on Samur's hips to try to find her lips treating her like a cat. Samur lays forward correcting me, one hand still on her swollen clitoris she wiggles her unit against mine till finely the head of my penis slides into the hole at the tip of her clit.
     Samur squeals feeling the ruffe hooks on the underside of my foreskin. It takes a moment for both of us to get comfortable. Samur exhales slowly, her weight rest atop me, the jelly-sleeve that is her vulva wraps around me balling up around my testicles. After I am as deep in her as I can get Samur starts to raise then drop her hips. Her vulva loosens as she lowers her weight then tightens as she pulls back, this creates a strange vacuuming feeling, her tension quickly shifts from well-experienced partner to childishly tight. Even my first time I wasn't with a girl that can squeeze to firmly, and my first time I was 13, and so was my partner.
     Samur is such an exotic feeling, there is nothing quite like a whet hyena sitting on top you. She keeps rested forward, kissing lustfully. Samur gets progressively faster in her thrusting, her body seals in moister, I can't help by start sweating after only a few short moments of her on my lap. I can't stop myself, after what couldn't be more than three or four minutes I find myself spraying into her sheath.  Samur is not entirely satisfied she places her hand on my chest and even after I finish she keeps thrusting on me. It takes another fifteen minutes before she is happy and allows me to fall out of her shaft. I pass out.
     The following few days Samur pays me a visit early in the morning to 'play' with me, she then goes to work, and at night we eat together and talk. Another few weeks' pass, Samur sees me back to the train station and doubles the pay she had already given me. I part ways with my friend, our relationship has gone farther than I had ever hoped. I will miss my friend. I can only hope we see each other again soon. 
     After getting home I take up a new hobby, I start writing. I find a magazine that specializes in suspense stories. I start sending in regular letters, short stories, and within 10 months I have a full manuscript ready to be reviewed. 
     I still find myself looking around, searching for the Mark. One day I see it. In my mailbox, a box about 18"/9"/12" it is from Samur, there it is on the top of the box painted in golden lipstick it seems. The phrase "I found the Mark." Written beneath it.
     I open the box to find a hand full of things in it: A C.D., a VHS tape and player. A letter folded up and sealed with wax, a rubber stingray painted pink with crab claws and a monkey like tail glued to it, and a book entitled "Mind's Eye: the Darkest Depths." It is a modern looking book like the kind you have seen in gaming stores that explain the rules for complex tabletop games.  I think I had seen it in Samur's dungeon, but unable to speak the Hyena tongue I would never have known.  
     I set the VHS player first and watch the tape. I fear I know what it is. Samur appears on the screen, she is in the dungeon the film quality is shockingly good. She is dressed in a loose-fitting white gown, obviously pregnant.  Samur waves innocently with a broad smile. She picks up a peace of paper form the table in front of her. It is the contract.
     Samur speaks "Lovecraft, I was playing with you. I feel the need to explain everything. First, the Mark: it is a holy symbol, yes, but a fake one, it is from the game 'Mind's Eye Theater,' the mirror with the Mark on it and the book in my library are both forgeries I made as part of a large-scale game I was setting up. But as the game was going on, I could see that I was hurting you, so I stopped. The ghostly voices, that was nothing more than an atmosphere tape playing over some loudspeakers, and the monster in the kitchen, that was a chew toy and some makeup nothing more. Also, the ghost in our bedroom was Vidal, we set some fans under your bed and a fog machine outside your window to give her a mysterious look. Griswold also had the grate idea to expose you to a neurotoxin, Succinylcholine, that should have paralyzed you and cussed minor hallucinations. "
     "Lastly there is this." Samur unfolds the letter she is holding "I, Samur Ashcroft, am going to try to scare you, the undersigned, as part of a live theater event. You will be brought to a secluded location populated by actors hired by the above signed. Over the cores of this performance, we may choose to utilize: makeup, prosthetics, light manipulation, radio and camera equipment, costumes and mind-altering chemicals strictly within limits described by the surgeon general. We will shock and thrill you, but the other actors and I are all under order not to do any form of physical harm." She folds the letter up again setting it before her.
     "the document was written in lemon-based ink, it was invisible until the paper was heated. You really were nice to me Lovecraft, and I hope you would be so kind as to come to see me again. Next time I will have an all-new game for us to play." Samur kisses her hand then blows on it, she waves and turns off the recording.
     A game, was it a game? I think hard for a moment. Maybe I do want to go around one more time. I start writing a letter back to Samur, I want to make sure I have a blank notebook on hand. I can't wait to see what she comes up with for my next visit.
***
     Hetatsubachi sits atop the train as it is pulling into the next station. He watches the birds fly, the lake flashing in the distance, the sun cresting the sky. The air is warm, the world is calm. This is a place Hetatsubachi would like to spend more time in but time is something that seems to be running out. The wolf jumps from the train and walks down a dirt road finding his way to a wine bottler. He looks up and down the rows of grapes. He sniffs at some of them. The smell is repulsive. 
     "How strange." Tatsu whispers to himself. "why would the people on this planet hunger for such a bitter fruit?"
     A voice from the past comes to call. Loki, she has taken her elf shape, the loins maim, the spiked yellow hair, bright skin, and mismatched eyes "the people here live short lives, one of the greatest pleasures they have is exiting this world under their own terms." She is wrapped in a cloak woven out of owl feathers.
     "Loki." Tastu walks over to his friend, his lips curled into a smile, his ears down demonstrating his calm. "tell me you aren't looking for me."
     Loki lowers her head and widens her eyes in a sexual display "I would say I have found you." She kneels down to grab Tatsu by the sides of the face holding him. "how has your immortality been treating you?"
     "I am still chasing fate it seems." He brings his head up to kiss Loki "have you seen Jessica the Weaver lately?"
     The two share a short kiss, Loki pulls away with a disappointed sneer "then you are still on the hunt?  It seems there is no talking you out of chasing your whale." She has a soft sigh then nods "it just so happens that I do know where Jessica is. I bumped into her when I was on Nimh, she was bunkered down at Dagger Pass." Loki rolls her eyes up thinking.

Award-winning author Dustin Feyder is back with the fifth book in the Red Twilight saga, where monsters can be beautiful.The Cosmos are in tatters, Heaven has been torn apart, world after world falls to the God of Hunger. The rules of time-space become unbalanced.

Hetatsubachi Una races across the endless ocean of ice, filled with hunger and lust, the Demon of the Flowers ask one simple question “Is the hunt still on?”  Joined by Jessica the Weaver, Hetatsubachi will jump from world to world hunting the servants of Cravixs in hopes to slow his attack on reality as the days before the end of the all things tick down to their final hours.

“this is the point on which history turns. This is the path Loki had set you on. If you decline this honor, I will not hold you to blame, but if you chose to fight I trust you understand what that means for all of us. Irrespective, tonight the war ends for you.”

-Jessica the Weaver-
“you think this is me? You think anything that happens to this body means anything to me? this is just a puppet that I have placed before you to act as a mouthpiece. You cannot hope to bask in my beauty, I speak worlds into being, my breath set time in motion, light burn to the beating of my heart. I am the foragemaster that tempers the fires of the real. I am the living dream that gives shape to life. You are weak, your ideas small, your actions meaningless.”
-Cravixs-

Shaheer was startled. He never thought he would see stats of someone in real life. This was a normal occurrence in a game but seeing stats in real life is a broken thing. This means there abilities are numbered down. Shaheer then remembered a notification from past. He now realized that why it was written that his Qi could not be numbered. It meant that most of his abilities are also numbered down. He have stats too. Now that Shaheer have realized that, he have stats too, he need to find out how to see them. 
'This ability is unfolding to be more and more like a game, so much that it scares me.' Shaheer thought as if he becomes used to this and he starts to live his life as if he is playing a game then he worries that he will forget what it is to live normally, as he will not be getting a second chance or restart in his life. He clearly knows now that one life is all he have unlike a save point from where he can start again. With a dangerous path ahead Shaheer made a resolve to not casually walk on a thread with his life.
The time Maheen completed the book a similar enlightened look was seen once again but now in her eyes. She unconsciously closes her eyes collecting all the information, Shaheer though she was having a similar moment like him when it felt that the whole book revised in front of him. 
"Fascinating" that was all that could escape from her mouth while her eyes were still closed. Shaheer waited for her to connect back to earth. After her eyes opened, she immediately looked at Shaheer.
"Where did you find this book?! Are there any more volumes of this? Can I have them?" She had a spark in her eyes while asking questions.
"For that I would be asking you a question first. Are there any cameras around this shelf?" Shaheer said while pointing at the encyclopedia section.
"Are you saying that you picked it up from over there?" she had as surprised look on her face.
"Yes, but looking at your reaction, my hunch just got verified. This book does not belong to this library, does it?" Shaheer said with a carefree expression.
"Of course not, how could a no author named book just skim through under my radar? Moreover there are no books that goes on the shelf without me reading it, and I'm confident I haven't read this book till just now." She said with a stern voice.
"Oh, you are quite the keen eye." Shaheer said with a faint smirk on his face.
Maheen could feel the blood coming to her face after taking the compliment head on, she regretted the way she took a stern tone while bragging about herself. 
"Why would you like to know who placed the book there?" a timid voice sounded out again. She had completely lost her confidence that she built up after reading the book and gone back to the low voiced girl she was.
"The same reason as yours, I presume." Shaheer said with a carefree expression neglecting the change of sudden tone.
"I see, then please follow me to the control room. I would better not have a favor of yours on me. Maheen said as Shaheer had let her read a book, which has helped her in understanding something she would not get even in a million years.
Shaheer followed her at the back of the library where he could see a hidden door with no handle, almost like the wall. It would not fool Shaheer, he had figured out that it was a door when he first came here but he was not someone to meddle with other affairs unless it directly connect to him. 
Maheen knocked two times paused and then knocked again. The door opened from inside as two guards carrying a pistol came in view. They put their fists on their chest without saying anything; it almost felt like some sort of salute.
She walked pass the guards as Shaheer followed her. They walked through the aisle and another door greeted them with two guards who saluted in their weird way again. Maheen looked a little red dealing with all this as she turned back to Shaheer saying,
"Sorry for this, my father is what they call a cautious man."
"I understand" Shaheer backed her up seeing that she was having it tough.
They finally went into a room as she ordered the guards inside the room to wait outside.
'A secret base' Shaheer thought as the room was filled with huge screens and they all show every space in library with no blind spots. These must be the recordings of those cameras Shaheer spotted but it seems like he could not catch them all as from the looks of it there were at least seventy-two cameras and Shaheer only spotted 32 of them, which should be more than enough.
They picked out the camera responsible to look after that particular shelf and rewind it to the place where the book was no longer there as they fast forward the till the time they could see it again.
When they were fast-forwarding the video while concentrating on the spot where the book comes in. a name flash by Shaheer's eyes as the book suddenly appeared there.
Although Shaheer saw a name, there was no actual body beneath it. It was as if the name was floating on thin air. Maheen tried to re-watch the tape in slow motion but the results were the same for her. She just saw the book appearing there out of thin air while on the other hand Shaheer could clearly see a name above 'nothing' but the flying name came close to the spot to place the book and left easily. This just brings out one explanation. The person under that name was invisible, however for some strange reasons Shaheer abilities could still perceive the person showing him the names and levels above their head like it always do.
SHAYAN THARANI (Lv.??)
???
'Now who would this angel be?' Shaheer had a carefree smile reading the name of a potential ally in future or possibly an enemy in disguise.

A monstrous talent got a mysterious gift. An ability? Any skill? What is it? Read to find out more.
OBVIOUSLY inspired by 'The Gamer' from webtoon. If you haven't read it yet then I highly recommend it.

A woman with blonde hair in a ponytail: "State your name and why you're here" She turns on the tape recorder.

The girl across from her smiles big. Her hair was a dark orange. It laid on her shoulders.

The girl: "Fuck you.." She laughs.

The woman: She takes off her glasses. "Just do as I ask" She puts them back on.

The girl: She leans in, putting herself closer to the tape recorder. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The woman: She sighs. "Take her away.." She swings her arms to the two men standing behind the girl.

The girl: "FUCK YOU!" She laughs uncontrollably. 

The two men pick her up as she kicks and screams. 

The girl: "WAIT!" 

The woman: "Yes?" She looks up at her.

The girl: She pretends to cry. "I don't want to die...not here"

The woman: "If you tell me everything than we can-"

The girl: She laughs again. "You are so fucking gullible!" 

The woman: She shakes her head. "Fuck you. You insane freak!" She looks at her closely. "Take her to solitary!" She smiles. "Maybe than you'll be able to talk"

The girl: She smiles big. "Maybe.." 

The two men take her out of the room and into a hall way. 

The girl: She looks ahead. She smiles as they walk. Her hair dangling in her face. 

"Hi...my names Hayami.....Hayami Fukui. Though you may be wondering what the hell is going on? Well let me explain everything. But to do so...I have to start from the very beginning...to the day...I was BORN"

*20 years ago*

A woman is giving birth. She screams in pain. Her hair was a dark orange. 

The woman: "DAMN IT!" She screams louder. 

Another woman is holding her hand. She had brown short hair. 

Brown haired woman: "Honey, it's okay." She tries to calm the other one down.

The woman: She looks at her angrily. "FUUCK YOU! I'm the one giving birth to my kid! So fuck you Dai!" 

The doctor: He sits between the woman's legs. "Just one more push" 

The woman: She yells as she pushes one last time. "AHHH!" She lets out a sigh of relief.

Dai: She smiles. "You did good" She kisses the woman's head. She laughs as tears roll down her cheeks. "We did it Akiko.." She kisses Vanessa's hand.

Akiko: "We did.." She smiles. 

The doctor: "Congratulations" He holds up the baby for them to see. "It's a girl" 

Dai: "My little girl!" She cries with joy.

"That's when I was born but lets skip a few years to when I was born born...you'll see what I mean.."

*8 years later*

Little Hayami: She sat at her table, playing with her ayatori. 

Akiko: She walks in. "There you are!" She places her hands on both of her hips. "I've been calling for you for an hour now."

Hayami: She ignores her mother an continues to play. 

Akiko: "Give me that!" She snatches it from her hands. 

Hayami: She jumps up angry. "Give that back!"

Akiko: "No! You will listen to me! I am your mother!" She grabs her hand. "Now lets go before your dinner gets cold." She begins to drag her to the kitchen when Hayami kicks the back of her leg. "Hayami!" She turns to face her. "Don't you ever do that again!" She slaps her hard.

Hayami: She holds her cheek as tears run down her face. She looks up at her mother. "I hate you!"

Akiko: She slaps her again. "How dare you!" She turns around. "If you don't want to listen.." She walks into the kitchen.

Hayami: She rubs her cheek, wondering what her mother was doing. 

Akiko: She comes back with a knife. "I'm going to make sure you never misbehave again!" She grabs Hayami's arm as she pulls the knife to her.

Hayami: She feels hotness coming from the knife. "NOOO!" She cries as she tries to run away.

Akiko: She places the knife onto her skin. 

Hayami: She screams in pain as the hot blade burns her skin. Smoke comes from her arm.

Akiko: She lets go of her an smiles. "Now you'll learn." She places the knife on the table. "Now I'll be right back. I'm going to go get some cold water for that burn" She walks back to the kitchen.

Hayami: Tears run down her face as she looks at her arm. It had a burnt look to it. 

Akiko: She comes back with some ice in a bag. She gets down on her knees, next to Hayami. "Now let me help you" She goes to grab her arm but Hayami pulls away. "Let me help you!" She forcibly grabs it, digging her nails into the burned skin. "See if you didn't refuse than this wouldn't have happened!" 

Hayami: She screams in pain as blood runs out of her arm. "MOMMY STOP! PLEASE!"

Akiko: She shakes her head. "No! You will listen!" She digs more into her skin. "I will not let you boss me around!"

Hayami: "Okay! Okay! Please stop! I'll listen!" She cries in pain.

Akiko: She smiles as she stops. "Good" She places the ice bag on her skin. "Now was that-" Suddenly Hayami stabs her mother in the stomach. 

Hayami: She looks up at her mom. "I'm sorry.." She runs away, scared. She stops at the fridge, looking around the corner at her mom.

Akiko: She spits out blood as she falls on her back. She looks up at the ceiling. 

Hayami: Her eyes widen. Her heart was racing. She touches her eyes. 'Why am I not crying?' She wondered. She suddenly froze as she saw her reflection in the fridge. She was smiling, but she had no feeling of it. She shook her head and looked back. She wasn't smiling anymore.

"See..that day...something awoke in me. It helped me see the world differently. My mother was a awful woman that deserved what she got. Honestly I wish I could do it all over again...because I would. I called my aunt Dai that same day and told her my mother had a bad accident. She rushed over and called the ambulance. My mother died and I wasn't questioned because I was so young...if only they knew. But after that day I started to live with my aunt. My aunt Dai Hoshino was different from my mother. She was kind. She also cared for me, rather than my real mother. Dai wasn't my real aunt. She and my mom were best of friend in high school. But I lived with her and her son. Kaito Hoshino. He was two years older than me. He is looked like his father. Which wasn't around, we had that only in common. Other than that we didn't get along. He knew something was wrong with me from the beginning. He wasn't wrong. Honestly I was surprised when he knew. He doesn't know I killed my mom but he does know something is off about me...

*Present Day(8 years later)*

I sat at my desk in my room. It was dark. I had no lights on nor did I want them on. I was searching the web...the dark web...I was in group chat with two other people. One was talking about stalking their neighbor as the other was talking about how he loved his sister. 'Real creepy. But this was how I would find my prey. I knew if I got rid of normal people that some cared about I would be noticed...but if I went out after ones that no body liked and wanted dead already...well I could get away with it...last night was my fifth kill. It was nice to kill that woman. Though I do miss her rants about how we are all going to hell....'

*Last Night*

A woman laid down in her bed, beside a dumpster. She curled up like a ball for warmth.

I stood above her, holding my lucky knife. It was one of a kind. I smile as I pull up my face mask. I kick her. "Hey.."

She looks up at me. Before she could scream I cover her mouth as I ram my knife into her stomach. 

I feel relief as I watch her color leave her face. 'Her soul was now gone.' I pull out my knife as I stand. 'It was done...no longer will she rant and torture little kids.'

*End of Flashback*

I smile.'I didn't kill that woman for no reason. She hurt a couple of the kids around my neighborhood. See I am somewhat human...'

Suddenly a knock on the door startles me.

Dai: "Hey its me! You ready for school?"

I hurry an put my laptop up. I put it on the top shelf in my closet. 'I wasn't allowed to have my own laptop'. I open my blinds to let sun light in. I rush to my bed, grabbing a random book an lay on my bed.

The door opens. Dai walks in smiling.

Dai: "Hey"

I smile. "Sorry I was just enjoying this book." I read the cover of it. "Shadows by day Hunters by night. So good!" I smile big. 'I hated acting nice. I didn't hate Dai but I hated acting like I like her too though'

Dai: "Well Kaito is waiting for you in the car" She turns to leave.

"Wait!" I sit up. "You aren't taking me?" 

Dai: She turns to me. "Sorry hon. I have to get to work early today." She smiles an leaves me.

I sigh. "Great...now I have to sit in a car with a smelly guy.." I grab my bag and walk to the door. I head down stairs. 'Kaito was the kind of guy that was handsome at first. He had it all. The looks, the style THE HAIR! As most girls say but after you get to know him all he is is a-'

Kaito: "Asshole!" He slams his phone down on the couch.

'Took the words right out of my mouth..' I roll my eyes. 

Kaito: He sighs. He notices me. "Lets go.." he grabs his phone an walks past me.

'Wow no insult...now something is wrong' I follow him.

*In the car*

I watched the houses past by. 

The radio turned off the music to talk about a murder. 

"Last night was another murder by the murder that people are calling White Mask. This is the fifth time this week"

'Week?' I look at the radio. 'Who else was killing? I only killed the woman last night...who else is out there?' 

Kaito: "Man if I could reward the person doing this I would" He turns off the radio. 

I laugh. 'If only you knew...'

We pull up to the school parking lot. A couple girls smile as they see Kaito. 

I look over at him. 'He was Mr. Hotshot.' I roll my eyes. 'Though he doesn't date anyone. He never has. Which is surprising.' 

We park in a parking spot. 

"Thanks.." I open the door. As I do I hear him opening his door. I shut the door to see girls all over him. He pulls them off. 

Kaito: "Please stop." He pulls one off of him. He shuts his door. He looks at me. 

I roll my eyes. 'Good luck with that..' I turn to face the school. 'Yay another day at hell...' I begin to walk towards it. 'It was a new school year. It was my sophomore year and it was Kaito's senior year. So this year is going to be even more awful...just because I have to deal with more people..' I sigh as I enter the school.....

Short Stories that I don't know if will make good books. Enjoy them all! If they do well and a lot of people want them into books than I will make them into books.

The match ended by our win, even though I didn't even kicked a single ball so, I'm feeling really useless right now.

I washed my face in a tape water I took a towel and wiped my face than someone approach me from front.

"Yo junior~ looking so gloomy oh~yeah! you are always gloomy hahahaha!"

It was Rahul his behavior completely changed now when we were playing football he was so harsh towards me. I wonder why his character change when play football the current Rahul is better err...no I don't like this guy.

"Why are you here? are you trying to making fun of me?" I said

"Ah~ no no I just came here to cheer you"

"The hell you are not even my friend nor my girlfriend, tell me what is your real intention"

"Hahahaha you are no fun Akash this is the reason why you are so unpopular your attitude is just like that girl ah what was her? ah um....oh yeah! Abina!"

He is referring about that girl from my classroom who is unpopular like me.
"Don't put me with that girl!"

"Ahahaha~ but I think you two will make a good coup-"
Before finishing his sentence I give. him a flying kick but he dodged my attack of course I knew that he'll avoid my attack after all he is the strongest student of this school.

"Oops that was close"
"You really like to tease me right?"

"Ahahaha~ so you found out, yes I like to tease you everyday because you show the best reaction there is no other students who show me a reaction like yours not even among my 100 friends" 

Reaction? and on my face? nevertheless this guy mentioned about his 100 friends for no reason how annoying.

"How annoying"

"Haha well I'll tease you later see yeah"

He smiled at me like a girl and his teeth were shining. seeing his figure no longer here I mutter.

"Is he gay? No no there's no way that he is interested on me"


it's lunch period I was hungry so i went to the school canteen but there was already numerous hungry student making a long line for foods. seeing that so many hungry monkeys I gave up on eating from canteen.

"Haaa what should I do now?"

suddenly a library popped up in my mind, I only stepped inside the library three time.

I entered inside the library there was so many books but the only 
book interested me was a very heavy and fat book.

"Oh isn't this book very popular I read so many review about this book on the Internet but never tried it"

I took the book from shelf and found a bench near the window, I sat on a bench and started reading the book.

"It's interesting! Oops I shouldn't have shouted"

I take a look at my surrounding to apologise if anyone gets annoyed by my exciting shout but there was no one in the library it was very quit of course there will be no one in this library because this library is unpopular like me.

furthermore, it's lunch period so everyone is in canteen.

while reading the book I felt someone gaze at me from behind. it was uncomfortable to being glare by someone I can't even focus on my reading so tried to complain to that person.

But that person started to approach me from behind.

I body started to tremble. is he trying to kill me?

The footstep were getting closer so i took the book that I was reading on my hands to smash his head.

She is right behind me. I can feel his hands reaching towards me, my heart began to race I raise my above to smash his head but...

"Ah um...do you like this book?"

"Huh?"

it was a girl no it was Abina the unpopular student from my class.

Akash debbarma a high school student who is very unpopular and hate football,found a girl in a library and she's also unpopular, hated by everyone. that's how their love begin.

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Elise came up with an excuse that sounded good enough to not hurt Rubica's feelings. She knew that Rubica was going to give her a few more dresses, but she was going to do as her mother said. She was going to refuse luxurious dresses and ask for a couple of dresses for everyday use.
She had thought about refusing even that, but it would be turning down Rubica's goodwill too much, so she decided to take that and only that.
"Oh."
Rubica looked disappointed. Contrary to Elise's intention, Rubica felt she hadn't been considerate enough as she had given the girl only one dress.
Elise wasn't capable of spending money on her freely. Maybe she was about to spend her first wage for her brother training at the capital.
'She isn't the type of girl who will listen to me if I tell her to take care of herself first.'
Rubica knew that well because she was also that type of person. There were people who found those they had to protect burdening, but there were also people who found joy in life when protecting their loved ones.
'I will give her as many dresses I can give.'
She found energy again when having something to do. As Elise was the family's lady-in-waiting, she thought it would be good for the family's reputation to do that much for her. If there was not enough budget, she could just have fewer dresses made for herself.
"Madam Khanna is here."
Khanna arrived at the mansion earlier than promised. According to Rubica's usual schedule, she was supposed to wait for about an hour. But today, that schedule hadn't been kept at all.
Maybe it was okay to have such days sometimes. She was an actress playing the duchess, but she didn't have to do her duty diligently. It would be a trouble for her if she played her part so well and Edgar decided it was better to keep her with him.
'Maybe what happened yesterday made him think I'm not fit to be his duchess.'
To look at it that way, it wasn't something to be so sad and disappointed about. They were not even that close. They were just pretending to be husband and wife.
It was quite funny that she had expected Edgar to listen to her and sympathize with her. Why did she have such an expectation?
"Your Grace, should I have Madam Khanna wait for a little?"
Rubica turned a little sad and Ann noticed it faster than anyone.
"No, no. It's fine. I rather want to meet her quickly."
Rubica quickly hid her bad mood and replied kindly. She was standing on the edge of unstable calmness.

***

"Khanna, I summoned you because I want you to make dresses for Elise here."
Rubica introduced Elise to Khanna. As Elise had been transformed by Rubica and her maids, Khanna soon realized the beauty she was been born with.
She was a beautiful girl who might seize every men's attention during the next society season.
However, the problem was that she was wearing a dress that was too plain. The simple blue-grey dress looked modest, but it couldn't bring out her beauty at all.
"As it is springtime, I think dresses with bright colors would be good."
Khanna took out a measuring tape first.
"But before that, measure her size first."
That made the maids all approach Elise, and the girl was surprised. She hadn't known Khanna would ask to measure her size first.
"I, I can write down my size for you."
"No. Judging from the dress you are wearing, there's a need to measure your size again."
"Excuse me?"
"Doesn't your chest often feel tight?"
"… it does, sometimes."
Elise just instinctively answered Khanna's sudden question.
"Doesn't the armhole parts of your dress feel tight?"
"Yes, it's just my body is in a strange shape, and…"
However, Khanna continued to speak firmly.
"There's nothing wrong with your body. What's wrong is your undergarments."
"What?"
"I must take your exact size and make you new undergarments"
That was the signal. The maids started to move fast, not even giving the girl time to blink.
They were good at managing shy girls who didn't want to have their size measured.
"Stay still. It's impossible to measure properly if you keep squirming like that."
"Don't be shy."
While they measured the girl's size, Khanna offered a design book to Rubica who was sitting on the sofa.
"I prepared this for you. I wasn't good enough last time… so I did more research on designs and embroideries in fashion."
Khanna was excited, so Rubica was a little sorry to say no to her.
"No, I don't want any more dresses for me."
"Oh, but…"
I can make better dresses than the one I made before. Khanna had to swallow that. Her boutique had managed to escape the financial crisis thanks to Rubica's order.
As long as she had the duchess as her customer, it looked like she wouldn't have any problem with running her boutique. So, she had found the courage to contact her former pattern maker.
The man was currently receiving a high salary she couldn't afford, but he was pretty glad to hear Khanna's boutique was reviving. He even said he would come back if she gave him even half of what he was currently getting.
However, Khanna couldn't even afford that much yet. Instead, he had promised to check Khanna's patterns after his work.
"I already have enough dresses, so please, make dresses for Elise."
Then, Rubica started to go through the fabrics laid in front of her.
"This will match her skin color, and this one's good because it's similar to her eye color. Oh, and this one has a pretty pattern."
She picked about a dozen kind of fabrics in no time. All of them were the best. She was never wrong about that stuff. Then, she started to put them one by one on Elise.
"Look. It matches her, right?"
"Yes, a lot."
"Make a dress for everyday use with this one."
She kept putting a fabric on the girl and tossing it to a maid next to her. She ordered five dresses in less than a second.
"And this one has splendid embroidery, so we should make a dress for balls with it."
Then, she picked the most splendid chest decoration in the design book in front of her.
"Use lots of diamonds and rubies. Oh, and Khanna, about the dress I just chose, add jewels to it without caring about money if you have any matching ones. Claymore will pay for all that, so don't worry."
The maids gulped in envy, but Elise couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "No!"
Rubica turned pale in surprise at seeing she wasn't delighted at all.
"… but why?"
"Such splendid things are not right for me."
"Not right for you? You look much better in splendid dresses than in plain ones. I want to see you in pretty dresses."
Rubica really meant it. It was quite fun to see the girl who used to look ordinary, if not ugly to the others, being transformed by her. Guard knights who had never given her a look were now glancing at her, and Rubica was a little proud of that. Elise was her pride.
"No, no."
Elise felt like a mouse in a corner. She didn't know how to escape the situation wisely, so she just came up with what she had heard often.
"Excessive extravagance is a crime."
"But this much is…"
"It's an extravagance. No!"
Elise was firm, so it made Rubica shut her mouth. Elise just didn't know how to stop that great order and said what her mother had always told her. However, that was the answer. The word extravagance was something that had to be avoided as much as possible in the kingdom. Even the king couldn't do anything about it.
"Okay. If you think so, I will use jewels to the bare minimum."
"And, um, I don't want such luxurious fabrics, either."
Dresses were supposed to please the wearer. No matter how Elise looked good with splendid dresses and jewels, there was nothing Rubica could do about it. The girl just didn't want it.
"… okay. If that's what you want."
Rubica was disappointed. She had started to feel a little better, but now her mood was dropped to the ground again. It wasn't like she was spending money for herself, it was for Claymore's lady-in-waiting. Because of that, she had ordered to her heart content without feeling guilty, saying to herself it was all for Claymore.
But now, Elise was saying it wasn't right. What matched her were chest ornament sparkling with jewels and expensive smooth silk…
Now the only joy she had at the mansion was gone.

***

"Her Grace has skipped breakfast."
"… what?"
Edgar thought he knew what it felt like to be worried sick, but it turned out he had been wrong. What he had felt till now was nothing.
When Carl told him that, he wanted to jump to his feet and run to Rubica.
He wanted to plead to her and feed her soup himself.

How much money must I spent for you to divorce me!?

Rubika dies in a war without being able to confess her love for Arman but is instead sent back in time.

A new life, she will not live in vain

But what are these new obstacles?

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© Jeonryeongga 2018 / D&C MEDIA 

The amazingly handsome, rich and powerful Duke Claymore wants to marry her!?

Name: Zhong Yihan

Sex: Male

Strength: 7.67

Agility: 6.91

Physique: 7.08

Spirit: 7.85

Comprehensive vitality: 7.37

Skills:
Continuous Arrow (Intermediate): 1322/25000
Thunder Knife Method (Intermediate): 1784/25000
Small moving step (intermediate): 1032/25000
Tiger Claw (Elementary): 2843/5000
Small Destruction Knife Method (Elementary): 271/5000
Blood-fighting style (Elementary): 137/10000

Constitution:
Qualification +3; Recovery +3; King Kong +9; pulp washing +9; eagle eye +15; listening +15.
Flame +15; Ice +15; Thunderbolt +15; Toxic +15; Darkness +15; Light +15.

Remaining system points: 3872

Before going to bed, Zhong Yihan glanced at his system panel, which showed that his current vitality had reached a value of 7.37.

This is also the reason why Zhong Yihan did not give Shi Yayun a face.

7.37, even Yun Feilu, now ranked No. 1, is afraid that he may not have such a high vitality now.
Of course, vitality is not the same as combat power. The Shi Yayun is very mysterious, but Zhong Yihan's strength is not bad, and he is not fear.

The Thunder Knife method, even the Continuous Arrow and the small moving step has reached the intermediate level, and the power has increased a bit, and most importantly, the road in front of us is bright.

As for the intermediate skill book, it was naturally bought from the system. Although the system has not been upgraded, since he has completed the primary skills before, the intermediate skill book has appeared in the mall.

But it's very expensive, 5000 systems order one.

However, the two skills of Destruction Knife and blood-fighting style, two skills learned from Pang Weiping, also appeared on the system panel, which made Zhong Yihan a little puzzled.

But he is too lazy to think, anyway, these two skills appear on the panel, which is a good thing for him and helps him have a clear understanding of his strength.

Therefore, Zhong Yihan's strength is much higher than that of the previous college entrance examination.

Regarding Wu Sikong, within thirty or fifty strokes, he can easily solve it.

Therefore, Zhong Yihan is not afraid of offending people.

As for the troubles that may follow ...
Haha, this matter also depends on how to deal with it.

Some things are handled well, that may not be trouble but will become a benefit.

...

...

The next morning was a class of knowledge.

Different World knowledge classes are compulsory majors in the liberal arts, covering many types, including the geographic environment of the Different World, mineral distribution, herb identification, and historical deduction.

Students can choose corresponding courses such as herbs, formation, and ore according to their own preferences.

Zhong Yihan likes this class very much because he can gain a lot of knowledge.

Because of the restrictions on confidentiality, many fighters are not allowed to disclose too much information from Different World to the public, and only a specific group of people can know, the purpose is to avoid causing riots.

They have now entered the Top Four, which naturally belong to a special class, and they have access to a lot of confidential information, but this is the meaning of the circle. A small thing that the professors casually said maybe long-term folk speculation, but there is no basis for "rumors".

In the last class, the professor said that the area currently detected in this Different World is already two or three times the size of the earth. According to their calculations, the area of the entire Different World may be multiplied by ten, or even dozens.

Scientists have given several names to Different World, such as "Taichung Continent", "Mu Continent", "Purple Moon Continent", and "Demon Star" lights, but they have not achieved a unified statement.

At present, the word "Taichu Continent" is the most used in the country.

The Different World has sufficient energy and vast territory, so the resources are much more abundant than on the earth, so how to develop the Different World is also a knowledge.

However, judging from the current situation, there is still a long way to go to copy human technology to Different World.

The lecturer was an associate professor, surnamed Sun, middle-aged man. He was very easy-mouthed. He cited the scriptures and continued to diverge, so his courses were very interesting and lively, and students loved to listen.

Probably the only drawback is that Professor Sun's speech is too fast. If he can talk about one class in high school, the teacher will have to spend nearly three classes.

But it doesn't matter. Students who can be admitted to Shuimu still have some acceptance ability.
That is, you must not be distracted during class. Otherwise, if one accidentally walks away, YOU may be confused and may not understand.

In response to this situation, some students will buy a very heavy tape recorder, use tape to record the teacher's lessons, and listen to them when they practice on weekdays, just like listening to music.
Unexpectedly, the effect was not bad. Many people asked him to burn the tape, and he made a small amount of money.

"Today we are going to say that it is a piece of news that the masses are temporarily blocked, and it is also the speculation of many people."

Professor Sun's sentence immediately mobilized the interest of the students. After all, gossip is a human instinct, and everyone will be more interested in some "inside information".

"Today we are talking about Different World civilization."

There was a commotion in the large classroom immediately, but it was quiet again.

Professor Sun stood on the podium and continued: "Some people may think that I want to talk about those barbarians, but not. The life habits of those barbarians are not a complete civilization. 

And I want to talk about the Different World civilization. It is a higher civilization that has existed on this continent for a long time but has long since disappeared. "

The students suddenly murmured again, but many people were not surprised.

Including Zhong Yihan.

Because, with the discovery of various relics, many people are speculating whether there is a highly developed civilized society long before this Different World.

There are many online discussions about this point, but the officials of various countries have expressed their silence on this.

The more silent the official is, the more guilty it is, so the saying that there was a civilization in Different World and is popular on the Internet.

So for Professor Sun's words, everyone just feels real, not very surprised.

Professor Sun continued: "Perhaps you all know that many of the relics found in Different World are exposed on the Internet, and there are all kinds of news. Are there any students who understand it better? You can stand up and answer."

A girl immediately raised her hand and was named by Professor Sun.

The girl stood up and talked happily: "According to some information on the Internet, it is said that there is indeed an ancient civilization in the Different World, but it is a stone civilization because according to the remains unearthed, the objects are basically made of stone Manufactured, including pots and pans, as well as various weapons such as swords, halberds, etc., often become gray when touched. "

"Um, then?"

"There is also news that the ancient civilization in Different World is very developed because there are many murals and even text in the remains. But the strangest thing is ..."

The girl spread her hands and said: "No metal has been found, maybe it is a stone civilization. How advanced can it be, where can it be? So, these ruins are basically of no value."

Professor Sun laughed: "Is it?"

He glanced at the audience and said: "But if I say that this Different World actually existed tens of thousands of years ago, there was a highly developed civilization, and this civilization has seriously affected our current earth civilization to some extent. How do you feel? "

Heaven and Earth Change, Energy Revival
The purple moon is in the sky, the two worlds merge
This is an era when only those who learn Kung Fu can stand on the top
Zhong Yihan obtained the "Supermall System", and with his own hard work, he became stronger step by step in this era.
Finally...
Kung Fu Beyond the World!

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