Right after Gun-Ho got off the phone with Jae-Sik Moon, he received another call from President Jeong-Sook Shin.
"Sir, this is Jeong-Sook Shin. I've heard that President Min-Hyeok Kim is having a wedding in Korea soon."
"That's right. What about it?"
"So, his father-in-law and mother-in-law will come to Korea to attend the wedding, right?"
"Of course. Why don't you come to the wedding too?"
"Absolutely. I will be there. I just want to talk to his father-in-law who is a painter."
"Mr. Ding Feng? Why do you want to see him?"
"I am thinking of having his solo art exhibition in Korea. I am talking about the art exhibition of the master of northern school literati paintings—Mr. Ding Feng with GH Media's name."
"His solo art exhibition? That could make money?"
"I believe so, and that's why I am suggesting this to you, sir. Mr. Ding Feng's paintings are so great that people will like them a lot. You paid 550,000 won for his painting yourself too. We can have his solo art exhibition in Korea, and we sell his painting about the same size for 1,500,000 won. That could be a very lucrative business. I believe we can at least cover the rent for the venue and the fees we charge."
"I was told that the oriental paintings are not so popular these days. Do you really think people will pay that much for his paintings?"
"It is true that we will have to take some risk. But that's how we make money in business, isn't it?"
"Haha. You sound more businessman than I am who is currently running an actual business. Well, I will support you on this. Do what you have to do."
"Thank you, sir. I think it's better that you talk to President Min-Hyeok Kim about this first. So he is aware that I want to have his father-in-law's art exhibition in Korea."
"No problem. I will do that."
After getting off the phone with President Shin, Gun-Ho grumbled about President Shin's art exhibition idea.
"I doubt it will be lucrative at all. She is trying to do all those work for small money. Say, we bring his paintings, about 30 of them, and we sell each for 1,500,000 won. Assuming we could sell all of the 30 paintings, we would make only 45 million won. We will have to give half of the sales revenue to the painter, and we are bearing the rent for the exhibition venue and marketing cost. We won't be left with much in the end. Hmm. It's a waste of our labor and time. Let me think about how I can turn this into a lucrative business… Maybe I can make some connection with Seukang Li."
 
Gun-Ho made a phone call to Min-Hyeok Kim first.
"Hey, President Shin of GH Media wants to meet with your father-in-law after your wedding."
"President Jeong-Sook Shin? For what?"
"She wants to have Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition in Korea with his oriental paintings."
"Really? I will talk to my father-in-law."
"Can we tell him that Seukang Li recommended this to us?"
"Well, why not? By the way, the international book exhibition in Shanghai is a success. I read a newspaper article about it and it says that so many young people came to the book exhibition to get the pamphlet for the performance to be held at the sports complex."
"Really? That's good to know."
"Young people are so crazy about the Korean top star—Seol-Bing—and Chinese top star—Ye Long. They both will do the performance there. The news about the performance is everywhere on the Internet."
"If it's a sports complex, it can accommodate a vast number of people, right?"
"I believe they can accommodate more than 10,000 people. The ticket for that kind of performance is very expensive too. If they could get 10,000 people, how much money would they make? Wow. Moreover, it's not a one-day performance, right? They will do it for a few days."
"Hmmm. The entertainment business can be highly lucrative."
 
"Oh, and there is a news article about President Jeong-Sook Shin in the Shanghai newspaper. I made a newspaper clipping."
"Really? What does it say about her?"
"Let me read this for you."
"Yeah. Read it to me."
"Shanghai's international book exhibition had a grand opening at the People's Park exhibition hall. Twenty-six national and international publishing companies participated in it. The book exhibition had drawn a lot of attention from people even before it opened its door to the public. The book exhibition was successful even from the opening day by making sales contracts. The French publishing company—Nantes purchased publication right of a children's storybook, and the Italian publishing company—Verona purchased a novel. Additionally, a Korean publishing company—GH Media made a contract for its publishing right of history books.
GH Media's president—Ms. Jeong-Sook Shin stated that she was certain that the Chinese history books will be very popular in Korea because of the close historical relationship between the two countries: China and Korea. GH Media purchased three Chinese history books."
"Haha. As far as I know, President Shin didn't even talk to any journalist while we were in Shanghai. I can't believe they just made up things like that and put it in the newspaper."
"Do you want me to go on reading it further?"
"Nah. That's enough."
"Well, then, I will talk to my father-in-law about his art exhibition and will let you know."
 
Gun-Ho then made a call to Seukang Li.
"Hey, I heard so many people came to the book exhibition."
"That's right. I was so worried that we wouldn't have enough traffic there. But you can say it was a success. I do appreciate you, President Goo. Distributing the performance pamphlet at the book exhibition was an excellent idea."
 
"You're very welcome, friend. It's actually a return of your hard work."
"So many young people came. I didn't know Korean celebrities are so popular among Chinese youths. It helped our sales too. Chinese cartoon books and romance books were sold substantially."
"Those books' publishing companies must be very happy."
"Of course."
"Oh, you know what? After visiting the book exhibition, we went to see Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition that was being held around the same area. He was having an art exhibition with his oriental paintings."
"Oh, he did? I do like his paintings. My father knows him personally. I believe I have his painting at home. Oh, isn't he President Min-Hyeok's father-in-law?"
"That's right. You must have seen him at Min-Hyeok's wedding. By the way, President Shin of GH Media really likes his paintings, and she wants to have his solo art exhibition in Korea."
"Really?"
"We could get connected with the painter this way because of you, Seukang Li. If it wasn't for your book exhibition, I wouldn't have visited his art exhibition."
"If Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition succeeds in Korea, can you let me know? Since I am in charge of the art field in Shanghai, I'd really like to know how it goes."
"Sure, will do."
"If his art exhibition is successful, I want to try an art exhibition of Chinese young painters with their modern paintings."
"Really? That sounds really good too."
"And also, if Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition is confirmed to be held in Korea, please let me know. I will inform the press here that the famous Korean publishing company which participated in our international book exhibition will hold a solo art exhibition in Korea with the Chinese painter—Mr. Ding Feng. And also saying that they discovered Mr. Ding Feng's fascinating paintings when they visited his exhibition in Shanghai after visiting our book exhibition."
"Sounds good. I will let you know."
 
After getting off the phone with Seukang Li, Gun-Ho was thinking,
'If we do an art exhibition with Chinese young painters' modern paintings, that can turn into a lucrative business in Korea. Is President Jeong-Sook Shin aiming it? Because she knows that I have a personal and close relationship with Director Li of the bureau of cultural affairs and arts in Shanghai. If so, she is a very smart businesswoman. Oh, that's right. I was told that she worked as a curator in an art museum when she was in her 30s."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

After Hans's comment, the crowd outside all wore furious looks. One of them angrily said, "Matt, don't block me, I'm going to beat this son of a b*tch up!"
On the other hand, Hans didn't seem to care at all about their threats, and instead carefully placed the stamps in a new book before shouting, "I'm telling you the truth. Do you know what I actually have here? You probably won't even have thought of it in your wildest dreams!"
Not even Li Du knew what those stamps were, so he questioned, "Where are these stamps from?"
As Hans dodged Ah Meow's claws, he excitedly explained, "These stamps were issued in 2000 for the millennial celebration. More specifically, the sports addition."
At this, the guy outside only let out a cold smirk. "Ha! Is that the treasure that you think you've got? It's only the millennial remembrance stamps, who knows how many were…. Oh sh*t!"
He suddenly stopped and let out a look of shock as if he suddenly remembered something.
"You remembered, didn't you buddy?" laughed Hans. "At least your memory is still quite good. Li, what does this stamp say?"
As he looked at the picture of Ali, Li Du read the printed words, "Joe Montana, quarterback of…"
"And this one," Hans said and showed him another one, this time of a football athlete.
"Michael Jordan, the god of basketball, who wore jersey number 23... that doesn't seem quite right."
"And this one?" Hans pointed to a stamp showing Jordan dunking a basketball.
"Muhammad Ali, the eternal god of boxing…" As Li Du read the words, he realized what was wrong. "The name and description here don't seem to match that of the picture."
"That's right! Buddy, this is the error edition of the millennium sports stamps!" shouted Hans.
"That's impossible, you can't have such good luck," exclaimed someone in the crowd.
"Unlike you worthless pig, we are God's most devoted followers, what do you know?!" laughed Hans.
Meanwhile, others seemed to descend into denial and self-comfort.
"These two are trying to put up an act; I bet they won't show us so we can see if they are telling the truth or not."
At this, Hans shot a photo before handing it over to the other hunters. Seeing this, no one said anything else.
"Today, everything is thanks to Ah Meow!" Li Du smiled as he picked the ocelot up.
"That's right—if Jordan can be considered the god of basketball, then Ah Meow is the god of treasure hunting!" Hans excitedly replied.
With that, he immediately picked Ah Meow up and kissed it on the head. However, Ah Meow didn't seem to enjoy this, and immediately retaliated with a swipe of its claws.
"Are these stamps worth much?" asked Li Du.
"Of course!"
There wasn't much stuff this time; only the two book cases and a bunch of books, so they soon cleared the storage unit out.
As they prepared to leave, many others came over and asked, "Is it true? That a cat found a group of error stamps of the millennial sports edition from a dollar unit?"
Giving the buffy black guy who won unit 75 the middle finger, Hans replied, "We bought six error stamps for only a dollar. What did you get for 3,000 dollars?"
The buffy black guy immediately threw a cup in their direction and cursed, "I really hope that you guys die from a car accident on the way back!"
"How much can we sell them for?" asked Li Du on the way back.
With this question, Hans's excited attitude returned. "Around two years ago, Los Angeles hosted a Christie's auction, and when a full set of this appeared it was sold for over 20,000 dollars!"
"Twenty thousand? F*ck my life!" Li Du couldn't help but curse. This really was a very large sum.
"Don't get too excited—they were selling an entire set of around 25 pieces. We only have six, so we won't be able to get that kind of price. However, the price won't be too bad."
In the world of collection, there were a lot of Americans who enjoyed stamp collection as a hobby.
In this field where the rarer an item was, the more priceless it became. The collector value for an error stamp was, without a doubt, one of the most precious, despite its defective nature.
When Li Du searched online, he found that there were a lot of stamps in that edition that had been sold, numbering in the millions.
However, the number of error stamps that were sold was less than a hundred. When those stamps were placed on the shelves, their mistakes were immediately spotted and the postal service had them recalled and destroyed.
When they returned to Flagstaff, Hans directly went to the downtown area. That was the area where Flagstaff's wealthy people lived. If the houses there were not mansions, then they were high-end condos. Even the trees on the side of the streets gave off a noble presence.
The buyer that Hans contacted on the road was a guy called Russel Lynch.
From this, one could tell the great use of the Association, as the contact information of those kind of potential buyers were categorized on its database.
By the time they arrived in Flagstaff, the day had already darkened. Russel Lynch had also gotten off work at that time and was waiting for them.
They agreed to meet at a restaurant that Hans chose, the Golden Aquitaine, Flagstaff's most high-end restaurant.
Russel Lynch was a middle-aged man with a pair of frameless glasses, blond hair, green eyes, a well-maintained body, and a very strong voice. "Hello. Mr. Hans? Mr. Li?"
"Yes, that's us. Hello to you as well, Russel. Please sit, there's no need to stand up," Hans causally said, trying to bring the two of them closer.
"You said on the phone that you had a couple of stamps that you wanted me to examine," Lynch lightly smiled.
At this, Hans quickly showed him the booklet with the stamps. Lynch brought out some tools and began to closely examine them under a magnifying glass and ultra-violet rays of light.
He remained emotionless during the process, but after finishing his work, his let out a light smile. "Very nice items. They are all authentic error stamps of the millennium sports edition."
"There's not a doubt that they are authentic. We are from the Association. Here's my ID."
The power of the Association once again showed its value. Lynch put away his tools and said, "Of course, I fully trust your association."
"Can you teach us what you looked for in these collections? I'm not too familiar with this, so I might have missed some great stuff," Hans said.
"Of course, I would love to," Lynch said. "How about we order something and talk as we eat?"
"That's absolutely awesome," Li Du said with a look of hunger.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

It was a sunny day in the city of Asten in the east of the Ashul Empire. The streets were bustling with activities as a sea of people was moving back and forth each person towards his destination. Some people could be seen going in some buildings on the side of the road while some people were coming out from them. Men and women, late teens, middle aged and old, tall and short, wide and slim could be seen in this lively city. Tall buildings and towers could be seen everywhere. This is Asten, one of the Ashul Empire biggest and richest cities. There are over ten millions of people living in this city of about fifty thousand kilometers square. This city holds the headquarters of three of the continent's biggest academies namely the Rainbow Academy which has existed since the founding of the Ashul Empire at the East, the Green World Academy which mainly accepts females at the West and the most prestigious and most recent of the lot, the Ashul Military Academy which has groomed countless experts in both the martial and medical areas in the North. Besides these three academies exist some smaller academies which are not to be neglected like the Asten Institute of Science and the School of Engineering.

 Rainbow Academy,
The Rainbow Academy is one of the most ancient schools in the Alandria Continent. It is said that it already existed before the great beast tide a few thousand years ago when mankind was for the first time confronted to the mutated beast. That battle shook the continent and mankind lost more than half of its population during that war. At the time, the Rainbow Academy was one of the first academies to find ways to fight mutated beast. They found that just as the beasts had evolved, thus had mankind. That's how martial arts which had been relegated to mere sports regained its long lost prestige. Alongside the martial arts, mankind discovered the way to make magic weapons, miracle medicines and mystic music. After decades of battle, both the human and the mutated beast which had already become demonic beasts made a truce. And the Rainbow academy was one of the main forces of mankind during that era which is why even after the years, even though the academy is dying, no one dares to offend its teachers and students as long as they are part of it.
Although the Rainbow Academy isn't what it used to be, one could still see by its sceneries its prestige. The surface occupied by the Rainbow Academy is as big as a city in one of those smaller countries thousands of years ago. Its gate was enormous with the words 'RAINBOW ACADEMY' cared on it in gold. Its roads were really broad, about forty meters wide. On the side of the road stood tall and large buildings. But if looked from above, one would find out that the grounds of the academy were full of trees and grasses.
In classroom in the Rainbow Academy, middle aged man was doing the raw call after ending his lesson.
"Jeremy Lin"
"Here!"
"Serge Skar"
"Here sir!"
"Raphael Lance"
"He is not in class sir" said a girl who is 13-14 years old with a black silver hair in a pigtail cut. She has a small and pretty face and her figure denoted and unveiled growth potential.
"where has he gone to again?" asked the teacher.
"Don't know. Probably the library" replied the girl looking at an empty seat beside her.
"That guy, if he has such time to spend in the library eh should focus on his training. With his potential I don't believe that he would still be at the Martial Disciple 9thlevel after four years…" said the teacher disappointingly. 
The man in question was actually busy reading a book. He was so focused that someone could easily come and still his purse on the table that he would not realize. On the tables and the floor around him were totally full of books, each thicker than the others. There was actually ten of such books on the floor and one could see that they had just been read by someone.
At that time, a group of students that was passing by noticed the engrossed Raphael a few steps away. Seeing how focused he was and the pile of books by his side, they were stunned. One of the students asked "Who is that guy? What a poser"
"yep! A real poser!" Replied one of his mates.
"is it a new way to hit on girls?" added another one.
"Silence! This is a Library!" asked a cold voice from behind them.
When the guys turned around to see who was asking, they were stunned. The one appearing behind them was a beautiful woman. She was brown skinned young woman seemingly in her late teens. She had black hair that rested in her slender shoulders. On her curvaceous body she was wearing a black female suit with high-heels shoes. The lot put together with her icy cold air on her face made her seems simply enchanting; if not for the plate of meals she was caring. Behind her were five other students, three boys and two girls holding a few dishes.
"Miss Michelle" said the students almost at the same time when they identified who the person was.
Michelle Aiden, the granddaughter of the Rainbow Academy's Dean Gordon Park, and a great genius. She is ranked in the top 10 experts below 30 in the Ashul Empire with a cultivation base at the 2ndlevel of the Martial Prince
Without a word she walked pass them followed by her crew. One of the boys behind her said while walking pass the crowd: "He is Raphael Lance" 
Hearing the name, all the students thought about someone. A legend which had shaken the whole city to the point that to everybody it was a myth: The Legendary bookworm. 
The group was shocked. They have heard about this legendary figure in the academy, just that they never believed those rumors to be true. 
Raphael Lance, a boy with the abilities to become a peerless genius in the martial way as he was born with great physical abilities and talent for the martial arts. It is said that when he was brought over by the Dean from the Dark demon Forest, he was seven years old and level 9 Martial Disciple already with a great battle power able of fighting opponents two-three levels higher than him. One has to know that most people only started training in the martial way at eight. While Raphael at that time was merely seven years old, yet had already trained to the peak of the first realm.  Although in the greater empires they wasn't a lack of geniuses who had cultivated to the peak of the Martial Disciple in a little bit more than a year, those geniuses usually came from those big families and were thus trained with the best resources, in the best environment by the best teachers. 
Compared to them, Raphael was definitely a commoner, at least before he was adopted by the Rainbow Academy's dean Gordon. But even then his talent was such that even with all those advantages, all those young geniuses from the great families were inferior to him at the same level. What was more shocking was that he had beat the crap out of a second layer Martial Master who had trained in high mortal grade martial arts in just three moves without any martial art.  
 But he became so engrossed in books that he forgot his training for four years. At the beginning the Dean thought that he was merely fooling around so he decided to probe him. Result, the Dean was scared off by the guy's deep theoretical foundation and exempted him from taking part in classes. He is such a bookworm that he often enters the library only to leave a few months later to go out to the forest for a month or two before going back straight to the library.
Now, it is said that only the Dean, Vice-Deans and some elders in the academy can match him in theoretical knowledge. Of course he still can't compare to the teachers because of his lack of experience. Rumour has it that he has already read hundreds if not thousands of books. All these had brought him the nickname 'Legendary Bookworm'.
A few meters away from them, Michelle was putting the plate on the table next to Raphael, who didn't seem to notice her. She stood for a while, looking at the young boy who was focused on the thick book opened before him. She then started collecting the books he had already read and put them back each in its place.
 

The story of Raphael Lance, an extremely talented and gifted young boy whose entire family's had been destroyed and who was raised by his mother. One day while he was playing in the woods, his spirit fused with a part of the Heaven's Library which holds the records of every single events that happened since the birth of the creation of the universe. Well, il held as it was destroyed during a war between angels and demons. The library fused in the form of a system which allows the already greatly talented to have deeper and better trainings. The only catch is that while other people have bottlenecks due to talent, ressources, or weak foundations, Raphael's "bottlenecks" are due to lack of knowledge. 
"What do you mean lack of knowledge? I'm already more knowledgeable than my grandfather who is a 558 years old Saint and famed as the 2nd man with the richest knowledge in the world" (Raphael)
"Compared to the universe and the knwoledge it holds what host knows can't even compare to a speck of dust" (system)
"I've already read all the books in all the libraries in this world" (Raphael)
"There's no greater and better book than the world itself. Host must observe the world around him, compile them into books. There's always great joy in giving than receiving" (system)

At the small entrance of a small orphanage a young woman could be seen holding a child in her arms. It was cold that night as it was late November. The young woman carefully stroke the child's head before knocking on the door and waiting, all the while crying silent tears and holding the child close to her chest.

A short but agonising amount of time later an older lady opened the door. As if she expected to see no-one but a child left abandoned she jumped a little, recovering quickly the older woman invited the woman and child inside. As they walked inside the older lady said "I am the caretaker of this orphanage, if you wouldn't mind telling, why are you here?"

The younger woman was clearly better off than most mothers who gave up their children, but still she was there. The young woman's voice cracked as she said "I am hunted by evil people, please take my child and teach him well."

The old caretaker nodded and said "How long do you have before they find you?"

The young woman cried for a short time before saying "Only an hour at best, probably half of that."

The old caretaker held out her arms and said "Though I might have been educated I am by no means caught up with current knowledge. Send books if you can but I will teach him to the best of my abilities."

The young mother cried harder for a moment still not wishing to give up her child. Slowly she handed the old caretaker the child and said "I will, I will send you books and money when I can, keep him safe."

Before the old caretaker could respond the woman ran out the door and into the cold November night air. As the door closed the caretaker could swear she saw the woman suddenly. accelerate to an impossible degree and disappear from sight.

The old caretaker sighed and thought 'My imagination is wild.' before her thoughts could go farther a soft crying could be heard as the child awoke. Quickly walking further into the orphanage the old caretaker grabbed a bottle of milk and sat by the fireplace. For a short time she simply cared for the child not bothering to think of the days happenings any further.

------------------------------------------------------------------------

As the years passed a young boy grew. His rate of learning was impressive to say the least and the days passed in silence as he read books that he was told where from his mother. He never truly believed they where from his mother but any time he had voiced this he had been told off.

Other than his impressive learning abilities his body was weirdly strong compared to the other children and never got sick not to mention his affinity for sports. This boys name was Daniel and he was an orphan of the Great European Orphanage. An orphanage for all nationalities and as of recent years a heaven for orphans.

A young mortal found a hint into a secret world, follow him on his journey into the land of cultivators as a seemingly normal mortal.

The class leadership positions were chosen the same as what I knew, Liu Kexing was the class rep, Zhao Yanyan was the group secretary, Xie Wei was the study commissary. The sports commissary was a sports specialty student called Li Dahu, his academic lessons were terrible, and we were always the last few in grades.

After announcing the class leadership positions, Ye Xiaoxiao got the male leaders to go to the staff office to carry books. Watching Liu Kesheng and co. walk out of the classroom full of pride, I found it rather humorous, they really are a bunch of kids, thinking that they became some sort of important official, in reality they were just a long term work that would work for the teacher without payment.

I flipped the textbook with the fragrance of ink, a nostalgic feeling emerged in my mind. Perhaps it is only a smell that people that have been students would remember, after working, I had to read a lot of books everyday, but never smelled this ink fragrance again.

Zhao Yanyan looked at my actions of smelling every single textbook in confusion, she also opened the textbook and smelled it, and asked confusingly, "Liu Lei, what are you smelling?"

I was lost in a daydream and so I answered without much thought, "Ink fragrance, after some years have past, you'll understand after you've grown up."

Zhao Yanyan looked at me as if I was an alien, "You're so weird, acting as if you're a lot older than me."

I freaked out and immediately laughed dryly, "Not really, I just heard it from a gege."

"Oh!" Zhao Yanyan nodded.

After seeing everyone receiving the books, Ye Xiaoxiao said to us, "Wrap up the books tonight with either kraft or calendar paper, no patterns on the wrapper. It'll be checked in class tomorrow!"

I was a bit speechless, isn't it just a textbook? Why put so much emphasis on it? We're in high school already, and yet we're treated like we're in primary school, but seeing no objections, I didn't say anything either. After all, the school was still the world of the teachers, who would dare to oppose them? Even though I was dissatisfied, I could only follow instructions.
The morning passed by quickly, and Guo Qing, who was sitting in front of me, asked me to have lunch with him. It seems like even though I had been reborn, history hadn't changed, we became great friends after Guo Qing and I had lunch. An unhappy thought emerged in my head, if history didn't change, then Zhao Yanyan still wouldn't become my girlfriend.

"What happened to you?" Guo Qing asked kindly after thinking I was sick due to seeing my face become stark white.

I shook my head, I'll think about those things in the future later. At least I got Guo Qing, who's a great friend, I couldn't help but admit that he extremely loyal. When we were in the second year, someone from Class D called Yu Wenrui bullied me, Guo Qing, who was usually cowardly, took up a chair and fought with him, but was beaten badly by Yu Wenrui causing him to unable to school for a week. However, he told me afterwards that if he had a chance to choose again, he would still rush in without thinking.

"Bro, you're good, the class beauty is now your desk mate!" seeing I was fine, Guo Qing started to chat with me again.

"Of course! I did tell you that she'll become my desk mate before!" I proclaimed shamelessly.

"Che, keep boasting. You got lucky, but let me tell you, if you actually have an interest in her, you have to make your move as soon as possible!" In my previous life, Guo Qing was the only person in high school that knew that I like Zhao Yanyan, he often liked to help me come up with plans when I was free, but I never dared to do anything.

Thinking to this point, I started laughing dryly, Guo Qing was deserving to have become my best friend, he noticed that I like Zhao Yanyan after knowing me for less than a day. However, what I said during seating arrangements was already so obvious that only idiots wouldn't understand.

Seeing that I didn't reply, Guo Qing anxiously said, "Don't tell me you have no interest, let me tell you, there are a lot of people in our class interested in her. In the morning I heard several boys in front of me talking about your desk mate! Our class rep also seems interested in her, since he kept looking over to your side when they were handing out books.
I opened my eyes wide and stared at Guo Qing in wonder. You managed to figure that out. Guo Qing isn't just a bit talented. But I knew, this kid was the same as me, he had a bunch of plans in private, yet would chicken out when it comes to taking action. In my previous life, we often discussed in private about how to become the center of attention, but we were still nobodies when we graduated from high school.

We discussed topics we were both interested in when we ate, although my personality changed greatly from my previous life, in my subconscious, Guo Qing was my best friend. After a meal, we already became buddies that could talk about everything. Of course, this everything was limited to Guo Qing, if I told him everything I would scare this teen so much that he would have mental issues.

When I returned to the classroom, I found Liu Kesheng sitting on my my chair, and was talking delightedly to my wife I decided on. Zhao Yanyan was clearly uninterested in what he was saying, and was flipping the textbook that was handed out today, only occasionally nodding to Liu Kesheng.

This guy really took actions quickly, and sat on my spot when I wasn't here. I walked by my seat and tapped the desk twice, and coldly said, "Excuse me."

Liu Kesheng was in the middle of speaking, and seeing my disruption, he said impatiently, "I'm discussing about the future of the class with the group secretary, wait a bit!"

I replied expressionlessly, "It's lunch time, you have no right in interfering with my stuff. If you want to talk about work, then please change a location!"

Liu Kesheng didn't think I would say that, and stood up unhappily. It should be known that he was also the class representative in middle school and people didn't dare to oppose his words, since just saying a bad thing about you to the class tutor was terrible.

Liu Kesheng snorted, and left. He didn't forget to stare at me, who dared to challenge his authority, in the eye.

Seeing Liu Kesheng leave, Zhao Yanyan said to me quietly, "Why did you talk to him like that, aren't you scared of him complaining about you to Ye laoshi?"

I laughed with disdain, "Then let him!"

Zhao Yanyan thought I was angry from my expression, and immediately explained, "Liu Lei, don't misunderstand, I'm not reprimanding you, I'm just scared that——"
Before she finished, I spoke to her with s smile, "Of course I misunderstood, I thought that fellow was disturbing my beautiful desk mate, so I chased him away."

"You!" Zhao Yanyan didn't think my expression would change that fast, nor I would be so straightforward. In truth, Zhao Yanyan already understood why Liu Kesheng was talking to her, she was already the target of admiration for many boys, so she understood Liu Kesheng's goal just after a few words. She just didn't think I would see through it, causing her to blush and turned her head away, "I'm not going to care about you anymore!"

I pretended to not care, and started humming a pop song that I hard in my previous life. I peaked at Zhao Yanyan, who was pretending to read, and I cold tell from her expression that she was clearly listening to my song.

A teen was still too soft in my eyes, there was no way on competing against me, an old fox that was used to reading emotions in the business industry. As I expected, Zhao Yanyan finally couldn't resist turning and asked, "Liu Lei, what song are you singing? How did I never heard of it?"

"Yi Sheng You Ni. You haven't heard it?" I asked casually. No, of course she hasn't heard it before, this song was only popularized after 2003. It is an old song to me, but it was a song that didn't exist in this era for Zhao Yanyan.

Yi Sheng You Ni? Zhao Yanyan blushed, she wasn't sure if Liu Lei said it deliberately or if there really is such a song. What was Yi Sheng You Ni, isn't this way too blunt? But seeing my attitude, she didn't retort.

"No," Zhao Yanyan shook her head. "But it is pretty good, who is it sung by?"

"This —— This, I also forgot about it!" I was also a bit unsure of what to say, I couldn't tell her that it is by Shiu Mu Nian Hua right, in this era, Shiu Mu Nian Hua was probably in high school like me.

"Oh! I wanted to buy a tape with it," Zhao Yanyan nodded her head in disappointment.

"But ——" I said replied seriously, "If you give me the money for a tape, I can sing it for you anytime."

Seeing my seriousness, Zhao Yanyan didn't think I would say that, she glanced a me a bit, but didn't say anything, then she looked down and stopped talking to me while pretending to study.
After this pointless chatter, my relationship with Zhao Yanyan also improved quite a bit. I was already very hapy with this effect, I have spoken more to her in this one day than the three years of high school in my previous life.

I didn't plan to build any kind of relationship with her in one day, although I was very confident, since getting a girl simple and easy, but getting too hasty with anything would only have the opposite effect. I did know this.

He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.

PS

I do not own this novel

I just want to save this novel from oblivion since I always saw the "So Pure, So Flirtatious" but no VPAA novel associated with, because this novel is its Prequel.

Leaving to go back in the yard I go quickly to my room at this moment is when I hate it on the second floor but it will be the first and last time I think that.

Maybe they will be wondering what I want to do good is simple I'm going to get all my books, be it manga novels or school books all. This has an explanation to do this is because I'm going to create the [GREAT WISE] skill for it I think it's better to look for information but since I do not have the slightest idea of ​​the skill so I will use all my books as materials to create the skill but I have very few books so much will be the school and some sleeves then all the rest are on my PC ... I think it will work if they are in a USB because they also contain information ... I do not know if it works or we will try anyway.

I go to my PC I turn it on, I'm looking for a USB with more space that I have, I do not think it matters what kind of input it is.

I never thought that the day of using it would come. In my hands I have a memory card for PC of 1 terabytes, if the space is very large but I do not care I will copy everything.

Once I connect the memory card to the PC, I wait for the PC to read the memory card once it reads it and connects it to the PC I go inside the frame PC, local disk C, local disk D, vido, imajenes, library, even desktop the frame then I copy all wing card and as if it were a miracle. Relamente begins to copy everything that marks incredible. Not the most incredible is that it will take too much just 1%.

I'd better leave it there and keep looking for my books, I search in every corner in the bookshelf on my desk in my bed in my closet and finally under my bed although there are some that other magazines that you already know, well this all here…..

What gives me more sadness is that there is not much as soon as the fourth larte enters my backpack. I'll take it all in a bag.

I go down the stairs of my room to the first floor and go directly to the kitchen I look for a bag big enough to carry all my books but ... there is not a big one here ....

Oh I found a cardboard box this will do. With the box in hand I return to my room to put all the books there. Upon entering I look at the computer apparently already going to 10% go, too late.

I start to put the books in the cardboard box from the biggest to the smallest I order them inside so there will be more space. After finishing putting the books inside the box in order I changed clothes to a more casual one. A green sports shirt and sports pants so I will have more movements I wear a pair of shoes after I finish dressing and put all the books inside the box I move to the computer is already at 38% go if it is leento

I'll see how the integration of the planets is going to ours. By post this is through the menu.


-Menu
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-Name: Lucas [WORLDS]
-Level 4
-Ocupation: Study
-STATISTICS: 8
HP: 150/150
MP: 150/150
-Str: 15
-Agi: 15
-Mag: 15
-Int: 15
-Luck: 15
 -ki: 15
-SKILLS:
[Creation]
[Destruction]
[Repair]
[Automatic combination]
[Appreciation LV 1]
[Copy]
[Gamer Mind]
[Body Gamer]
[Bullet]
-TITLES
[otaku of heart]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Then I gave him [WORLDS] option because another option could be to be able to find information about what is happening ...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[PROGRESSIVE MATERIALIZATION] [SEARCH]

[NARUTO ....... ... .. 0.0000000000001%]
[RESIDENT EVIL .... 0.00000001%]
[THE FALL OF THE WHITE HOUSE..0.00001%]
............

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

OOOH !!! It is different now, it shows how it is loading the worlds and a very long list is shown, it could be said that it would take at least an hour to lower it down but without looking at any name.

 This is not the time to be seeing that aver there are some who have a lot of zeros aside. Especially, Naruto, resident evil has less than Naruto, but the White House has much less for what?

Aver thinks he has in common. Naruto is very long shows many parts animations powers, redisent evil has many zombies and only 5 movies I think, the white house is just a movie so qu ......

I see already I see so it is that the longer is the palicula, anime, game more time will take to materialize so we have to finish with those who are closer to materialize also discovered that we can not go to any that is not finished by example if there is a novel of 1 volume and a half we can only access the first volume and the other half can not.

That means that we still have time and we can save this world or we can let the worlds flow so that the world is bigger but also bring the other things that wait on the other side and maybe a king of monio, a rotten country, a rotten church, etc.

All kinds of things can happen but nothing can be done so we have to end up as the closest and the closest to this world and maybe it could be dangerous for 2 things that exist at the same time to go off and cause a supernatural phenomenon but I'm not the one to say this since it is only a guess, in short I also realized why the bullet ability did not appear when I used it against the ant queen, I do not believe the magic, since it was unstable.

Let's leave all this better we see how the USB goes since it has been a long time .......

OH I'm done, well I unplug it from the computer and put it in the box, it's a bit heavy but not at all.

While I was carrying the box, I walked towards the door of my house, they will be asking where I'm going, to the library, luckily the internet still works and I found a library in the city where I live, I'll go there for the books that I hope it's great for the skills I'm going to create.

.......

Fuuu ~ is far away even though I'm driving
my bisicleta for at least half an hour is already around the corner so I can quietly create my

Fuck this big! I always thought it was a kind of state department! But this is a damn library, the entrance has a height of about 5 meters at least, the door is in a normal size and no one is entering but says open that good ~.

Well let's leave this for another occasion, also my box and I enter the door just have to push that's all, so it was not a problem.

When you enter inside it is big, it has the size of a half block and it is 2 floors !! This is good luck for my good, let's start the creation of the skill.

No no, first let's see if there are people, goodon the manager is not and I do not see any, well I do not see any here and if there are people the world can go to shit at any time! Let's go to the center there it will be easier.

Once I get there I start the creation of the skill but before we look at the state to see if there is enough mana in fact it does not take much mana if you have the materials and the correct image of the way to create the skill but you always have to be sure .


-Menu
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-Name: Lucas [WORLDS]
-Level 4
-Ocupation: Study
-STATISTICS:
HP: 150/150
MP: 150/150
-Str: 15
-Agi: 15
-Mag: 15
-Int: 18
-Luck: 15
 -ki: 15
-SKILLS:
[Creation]
[Destruction]
[Repair]
[Automatic combination]
[Appreciation LV 1]
[Copy]
[Gamer Mind]
[Body Gamer]
[Bullet]
-TITLES
[otaku of heart]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Everything is full well. Oh, I did not tell you why one is level and the other is not, because I do not have enough information or enough control.

- Activate skill [Creation] skill creation [Great sage]. (Lucas)

While I was doing this, I imagined that all the books, including the ones I have or the USB, were used as material, the skill had the voice of a very soft woman, who has her own conscience but who always helps me with whatever she wants and her name will be ...

-Your name will be [Mitsuki]. (Lucas)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-THE DETAILS AND DETAILS HAVE BEEN DETECTED
MATERIALS FOR THE CREATION OF
ABILITY...…

-INTAINING CREATION OF SKILL
[GREAT WISE] ......

-AGREGATING MATERIALS ... .. COMPLETE

-CREATING CONSCIOUSNESS ....... FULL

-AGREGATING PERSONALITY ... COMPLETE

-CREATING BODY ......... .. HOW NOT TO BE
I FIND A BODY WILL BE ADDED TO
THE USER'S BODY AS A
SECOND BRAIN ... .. COMPLETE

- A NAME HAS BEEN ADDED
[MITSUKI] ... FULL

I KNOW THE SKILL POSES SO MUCH
CONSCIOUSNESS AS A PERSONALITY AND
A NAME IS LIFE THROUGH IT
THIS HAS LIFE

- ABILITY ADDED BY DEFECT
[EVOLUTION] ... COMPLETE

-THE SKILL [EVOLUTION] IS ALWAYS
ACTIVATE AND SEE THROUGH YOUR EYES FOR
TO BE ABLE TO LEARN, YOU ALSO HAVE
THEIR MEMORIES…..

-HABILITY CREATED [GREAT WISE]
(MITSUKI).

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

-Oh go ... it's better than expected, mmmmm let's see .... mitsuki? (lucas)

'' Yes ​​''. (Mitsuki)

-Let's see ... .. since you and I have the same memories so our personalities should be almost the same because you speak monotonously ?? (Lucas)

''that because?. Because it's great! ''. (Mitsuki)

-Well, it's true, anyway, I hope you help me from now on. (Lucas)

"I do not have another, also I can not spawn you." (Mitsuki)

-In fact, if you can, it's just that you do not have a body so you only have consciousness in yourself, besides you are a girl with memories of a boy, or you can be a boy when we get a body but that is impossible now since you are like my second brain ... (lucas)

"Do not say something like this is scary, it's like a worm is inside me and it's disgusting" (mitsuki)

-You do not treat me like a parasito haa ... .. Anyway, you're already up to date, it's not like that, find a way that we can make you stronger. (Lucas)

"But if it's easy it's like you said, the system itself helps to overcome the limits of the human race but when the world comes to evolve if you train your body and mind you can overcome them without having to raise the level clear that will be slower and the higher the statistics the more difficult it will be to increase them, and certainly this information comes from the system itself is a bonus because it is the first creation with its own conscience, although it is tied ati "(mitsuki)

-I see, I see good, we go home when we get there, we'll see what I do afterwards, because as you know, I'm very lazy. (Lucas)

"That's nothing new" (mitsuki)

While we talked like this and left the library to go home right in front of the library, a guy passed by, well, they'll be confused about why I'm talking about the good guy ... .. it bothers me, he's handsome, he has a good body and I do not mean a trained person. that he is not fat or skinny besides an ideal height but I do not know what he will be chee.

Well jeje let's hit him and push him to the side

"Well, I thought you're envious of him because he's handsome, I can be a woman, but unfortunately that guy is not my taste if it's possible, he hits the very strong one" (mitsuki)

Oh I did not think I'd have the approval of her since she's a woman and this guy is handsome I thought I'd say close to him, just when I was thinking that a circle with strange staves and other letters ... .. maybe lyrics will appear below of the.

- What the hell! (Lucas)

-Hey!?.(???)

What the hell! ... Wait looks much like the invocations of heroes and those things from the novels and manga do not have to waste time !!!!!!

At that moment I grabbed the boy's arm and pulled him out of the circle and I entered him.

"That ruthless, imbecile, idiotic, shameless but smart" (mitsuki)

I do not know if it was a compliment and an isult I think it was both but I do not care and I'll go back because I have the ability to create a bridge between both worlds with whatever is there or my magic itself hahahaha.

While I was thinking about that, everything went blank and I do not mean my head, if not the world itself, or rather, everything that I saw.

I am new if you have any idea, maybe I'll respond and I'll put it in the story

post: I'm Spanish not English

Dyon walked along a moving floor, heading back to the same pillar he had met Libro in – Patia-Neva Pillar. Looking down at the white card in his hand, he sighed. 
'After all that, it seems like I'll be stuck with books on just the first level,' he smirked, 'Delia's never going to fall for me if I have to ask her for help at every turn'. 
Thinking back to Meiying, Dyon chuckled, 'she's definitely not simple either. I felt like I was almost being used, but what complaints would I ever have about such a pretty little lady needing my services?'
Dyon's eyes flashed with seriousness. He knew he needed an action plan. 
For one, the currency system in this martial world was entirely different. Dyon was so poor here that he couldn't even afford a ride on the silver yacht. Secondly, there's the matter of access. Being restricted to just the first level wasn't a big deal for now, but considering Dyon's speed reading ability, he knew he'd finish the entire first level in about 2 months at the most, and that was if he read things useless to him. And that wasn't accounting for the increase his speed would undergo as he further familiarized himself with the technique. 
Dyon shook his head, 'these people are so petty. By my performance, I definitely deserve higher floor access. But considering their anger, being frozen out might be the best possible outcome. I'll have to publicize my future accomplishments so that they have no choice but to follow the rules in the future.' 
Dyon's eyes glazed over in thought. In truth he had many ideas, but they needed time to be implemented. With just 1 week before classes started, Dyon didn't have much time before his freedom was cut down by almost half. 
'This money thing is going to be an issue…'
Although Dyon had his wrist bands to preserve the food he brought from home, considering how much he ate, that would last another 2 weeks at the most. After that, he'd need money to eat. And that's not even speaking on how he would protect himself. 
Currently, the school had hundreds of factions. But there were about 5 main ones. Dyon had no doubt in his mind that those chosen would create their own factions or join already prestigious ones. This meant that soon, Dyon wouldn't have just them to worry about, he'd have however many hundreds decided to throw their pride away to kowtow to those annoying family names to worry about as well. 
'I'll need to make a name for myself before even considering forming a faction, but there are other things I can do.'
Dyon had been pleasantly surprised to find out that, in addition to student lead factions, there were also pillar factions that kept the school running. These acted almost as a profession for students. The library was considered one. But, Dyon immediately crossed it off his list. Unfortunately, he didn't do this willingly. According the faction rules, only those of the Sapientia family could become members. Also, it required having knowledge of the first 600 levels to be admitted. Unlike the student formed factions, that were more free-form, pillar factions had strict rules and guidelines to be met, as well as their own internal ranking systems that provided higher tier members with extra benefits. Of course, that isn't to say that student run factions don't have their own admittance tests. But that was mostly held to just the 5 or so main factions. 
Dyon had been especially interested because of the increased possibility of accessing the inner library, but he was also realistic. It just wasn't possible for him right now. 
There were also sports factions. But, as you might imagine, Dyon had never heard of these sports before. If it was a simple matter of reading the rules, he would have considered it. However, Dyon knew that these sports factions required understanding of the martial world he simply didn't have right now. 
Despite his lack of true understanding of the martial world, Dyon knew that the key to being great in anything was great fundamentals. But, the issue was that he had no access to the best fundamental techniques. In fact, he wasn't sure if anyone in Focus Academy had access to such a thing. 
'The problem of money and cultivation techniques both require the same action plan. I just need to make significant enough contributions. But, the latter will take significantly more time to deal with. So, aside from cultivating, I need another way to increase my strength while I take my time to research the best methods of cultivation for myself'.
This was, of course, easier said than done. Dyon had narrowed down the possibilities of pillar factions down, but it was still difficult to choose with his lack of knowledge. 
'There's the Array Alchemy faction, the forging faction, the creature breeding faction, and the philosophy debate faction. Of those 4 that I've narrowed down, it's probably best to go with Alchemy.'
Although the idea of what creatures the martial world might raise piqued Dyon's interest, he had no way of knowing how long it would take to make significant contributions to a faction that required raising animals. For all he knew, it could take decades to raise a decent creature. And even then, he would have to give it away for him to garner any of the basic benefits he was looking for. At first, he had thought of the possibility of using beasts as a proxy for his strength, but the time needed was again a barrier.
As for the philosophy debate faction, Dyon once again had to push the idea away because he simply didn't know enough. It was clear that a faction of philosophy was important to a world based in understanding the wills of things, but without a clear understanding himself, even marginally contributing would be difficult. And the crux of the matter was that if he wanted to profit from joining, it would again take time to build up a reputation, so others would be willing to pay to listen to his lectures. 
The forging faction was quite a good choice, but it required high cultivation levels to improve at a steady pace. Without appropriate strength, it would be impossible to forge the materials of the martial world, or even handle the environment needed to mold said materials. 
That left the Array Alchemy faction. According to the book Libro had given him, Dyon understood that this faction might be his only real chance at improving his prestige and pockets. 
Having made his choice, Dyon spun on his heels. He could look for his room later, but now, it was more important to do more research. So, he headed back towards the library. 
When Dyon had initially seen the name of the faction, he had been intrigued. Had the faction represented just one or the other, either Arrays or Alchemy, Dyon might have understood. But, to be both, really gave Dyon a rare moment of confusion. 
Dyon walked into the library to find it to be in the same state he left it in. It must have been almost midnight by now, but it seemed like the students hadn't noticed. 
'Maybe there's some technique that also reduces the amount of sleep you need?'
Dyon had previously thought that this might be a possibility, but since he was on a time crunch, he hadn't asked Libro. 
Standing in front of the grandiose desk, Dyon waved at the monitor.
It flickered to life to reveal Libro shaking his head, "you're really reckless you know. Had you misread the situation even a bit, you would be dead." 
Dyon smiled a devious smile, "so you have cameras in more areas than just the libraries? Interesting." 
A wry smile spread across Libro's lips, "don't get any funny ideas now. I am completely neutral."
"For now," Dyon said tilting his head in a knowing smile before continuing, "I'm thinking of joining the Array Alchemy faction, so I need whatever books this first level card you gave me can get on them and their area of expertise."
Libro's eyes flashed with something that looked like disappointment, "you know, I could put in a good word for you and help you join the Library and Research faction."
"Thank you Libro," Dyon said sincerely, "But I don't think I'd like to join the Sapientia family."
Libro sighed, "I understand. If you ever change your mind in the future, we're always looking for intelligent lads like you." 
Libro really was disappointed. He had just watched Dyon learn a speed reading technique that only the top percentage of the Sapientia family knew. He had only given it to Dyon to help Delia fulfill her favor and because he never thought he'd be able to learn it. Now an elite technique of the Sapientia family was out in the world and the person who had it wasn't willing to join them. 
"But Dyon, there are other factions you could join. The Array Alchemy faction is dead in the water. Not to even mention the fact that since you only have access to the first floor, any of their advanced techniques aren't available to you. Even if you had Delia's card you would be at a loss. In fact, I don't believe Focus Academy has a single advanced technique with connection to the Array Alchemy faction regardless of floor."
Dyon, of course, knew all of this. But he had no choice. Only a faction like this would, for one, accept him, and also have a low requirement for cultivation. 
"I know Libro, I know," Dyon said softly, "Although the fact the entire academy doesn't have any advanced techniques is surprising, I'll have to continue forward with them. From the faction description, not only does this faction have the most potential, it is by far the easiest for me to advance in."
The Array Alchemy faction had 2 members, none of which had reached past the 2nd common grade level of understanding. Considering professionals had to be of the 5th common grade to be recognized across the universe, this was a poor showing for Focus Academy. 
But, with this came an amazing opportunity for Dyon. To become a main member of this faction and possibly become a 5th common grade Array Alchemist would mean his value would be indispensable to the academy. He'd essentially become untouchable. The reason was simple. Whereas the array alchemy factions was dead here, its importance was still unprecedented. The only reason they were looked down on at Focus Academy was because the efficacy of their products was so low that anything of value had to be mostly imported. This meant that Focus Academy lacked a self-sustained array alchemy expert. This was perfect for Dyon. 
"I won't deny that Array Alchemy has supreme value. But, to become a great Array Alchemist means being nothing short of a monster," Libro shook his head, 'what am I saying, this kid IS a monster."
Dyon smiled, seeming to have read Libro's thought.
"I can't begin my road in the martial world yet because I don't want to begin without the proper cultivation technique, this means I'll be quite weak for the time being. But, Array Alchemy from the 1st to 9th common grade doesn't require my power being high. I only need an understanding of plants, array theory, a refined spirit and plenty of practice drawing arrays and grafting plants together. I can do this," he looked at Libro, eyes burning with determination. 
Dyon was right. In the basic first 9 grades of Array Alchemy, the range of will manipulation necessary was within a range that, even though it might be taxing, it was still possible with still in the most basic level of martial world cultivation. What Libro didn't know is that Dyon had another wild idea prepared for once he started down this path.
Libro's eyes softened, "I'll make an exception. Since even the so-called array alchemists of our school don't check out these books, I'll give you a copy of every array alchemy related book we have at Focus Academy." 
Dyon smiled a wide smile, "I'm about to make a splash." 

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"You're too arrogant."

To Dyon, it seemed as though these words were heard all the time.

However, how could these people possibly know of all his hard work? Of the fact that sleep was but a distant relative of his. How could they know that he never had a single moment to rest. 

And yet, despite their ignorance, they still said, "you're too arrogant..."

But where were those people when a five-year-old Dyon's eyes shone looking at a computer screen filled with code? Where were those people when an eight-year-old Dyon played his piano and plucked his guitar strings until his fingers bled... needing to vent his feelings about his lost mother without bothering his fatigued father? Where were those people when Dyon sat alone at ten-years-old… when his parents were gone, and the only thing left was a room filled with inventions and computers?

Dyon's arrogance wasn't borne of thin air. It was his hard work. It was his shield. And he wasn't willing to give it up...

Now alone, he left his home behind. 

He was no longer the boy genius who changed the human mortal realm. He was now nothing but a commoner, a bug noble families saw fit to step on. An insignificant existence. 

And yet, Dyon was still the same unchanging person. Standing tall, his eyes firm and his will indomitable.  

This so-called Martial World would come to understand the meaning behind his existence...



**Excerpt** 
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"You're quite bold for a girl who's almost been recluse for her whole life you know," Dyon said chuckling.

"Little sister Delia and Meiying probably think so too, but you've been in my heart since the opening ceremony. Maybe not exactly in this way… But sometimes a foot in the door for a long time leads to a fully open one, no?"

Dyon smiled, 'it seems like she's been watching from afar for a long time… it must be lonely being in that room with Libro all the time.'

Dyon felt a delicate hand playing with his collar, "the truth is that I'm always playing the gentle big sister role, mostly because I have no idea how much longer I'll have the chance to…"

The vulnerability in her voice made Dyon tremble. Madeleine was so strong, yet it seemed even martial artists had their weaknesses too. 

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RMW happens to be the very first novel I've ever written. I have to admit that the first volume requires a lot of work. However, from the second volume onward I am confident in saying that it becomes a ride just as enjoyable as some of the best wuxia novels available. If you happen to read that far, and disagree, feel free to join our discord and call me an idiot for wasting your time, LMAO. I hope you guys stick it out to the end 

[David]: I was born 1998 in Switzerland,Zurich. By 11 months i learned  to say my first word mama. When i was four, i was already in 3rd grade.
 I was called talented in whatever sports i played. I was focused to be the best in life,so i always tried to be the best in everything.

My parents was proud of me, for they would always love me, even i wasn't a genius. I had black blue eyes, white hair, and white skin that seemed to glow.

I entered college at the age of 15 and won the world cup for my country when i was 20.               

At the age of 25 i solved the cure for cancer which made me a legend, for everyone in the world now knows me. 
I was called by many names such as the son of heaven,legendary prodigy, and best human to ever be in human history.

I was proud of my achievements, but i always wanted to push my human limits and become the ultimate prodigy. 

everybody told me i could not become the best at everything, or to became a prodigy in mulitple fields of science and entertainment was but a fools dream.

But I decide not to listen to them, for i know their jealous, because its human nature. 
  
One day i decided to push past my limits, i began trying to find ways to push past the human body limits, weather it was pills,serums, or cultivation techniques.
while in my spare time i read novels,books, and comics always to be fascinated by unique world of their own.
one comics that i liked the most was marvel becuse of a certain character,  tony stark. what i liked most about him was that he only relied on his knowledge to achive great feats that we people of earth ever wish to do. 
when ever i think of him i get inspired to go beyond. i even tried to design the iron man suits, but always failed, plus it costed a lot of money to even try to get the parts to make one. 

I never really belived in religion for there are mulitple with different beliefs.

but never did i know that my whole life would change after i died

There was a person who always thought to be differently from others.   

His name was David Findora. David always pursed to be the best in life 

 David was a naturally borned prodigy who entered collage at the age of 15,was talented in muiltple sports and was stronger and faster than the average person

David later died at the age of 27 due to overusing his mind  

 David reborns in the dc world, but different from the comices. 

follow David on his adventures in dc 

if this novel is similer to others please tell me

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My name is Debojyoti Sengupta. I read in class eleven in Kendriya Vidyalaya Fort William. I am delighted and excited to know and write the biography of Subhash Chandra Bose. I would like to urge the people of India to build a personality like Subhash Chandra Bose later in their lives.

Subhash Chandra Bose's biography encourages me, exposed me to think and know the country I belongs to. Nowadays, the world is being formed so that today's society is getting involved with bad things, bending their backbone and turning their heads in front of evil deeds (Nirbhaya hatya kand).The reason behind this may be that people does not have strong stubbornness, strong ideal or aim. Subhash babu always follow his ideology, but the day comes when he has to go to England to complete his ICS course, he was being forced to move to England that day by knowing the incident of "Jallian Wallah Bagh Kand". But when he returned he said that "I never bow my head in front of British government but my head repeatedly bowed in front of the soil of my country. I felt shameless from the beginning to ending of every day and I think that I might not have look up to the soil of India as long as my country got it's independence.

People today forgot about Subhash ji,  his contribution, his dedication and his deeds for working selflessly towards the independence of the country. Today people celebrating his birthday by giving Flowers, wrapping him with garlands, doing function etc. But very few people I have seen standing in front of Subhash Ji's poster or idol and put on a salute. I think few people wants to do so but they don't have the courage to do or thinking what five people say, whether they would laugh at him or not and they can't do it. But they doesn't think that today because of his self-sacrificing lust and spirit that the country could able to see the face of liberation.

Author's part of thinking....

From my part of thinking, Netaji is very much desirable personality who could be placed in the seat of God. He sacrifices every joy and fun in his life in the name of the independence of the country. His massloving nature and strong personality made him to sit in such a position.
 
Thank you guys!     
Jai Hind!!

Let us start the voage of biography from acknowledging the situation of the country....

During the end of 20th century India had come to face a brutal history. That time the British government was behaving very harshly and Inhumanly towards the Indians. They treat Indians as poor natives and insult them in various ways. That time they used to extract the property of the landowners and utilised it in the building of armed forces. People of India were so foolish that they did business with the government and helping them to spread the British Raj over the country. The British government posted their officers in the respective prisons over the country, and give severe punishments to the prisoners starting from untidy surrounding or unhealthy environment to messy food. The prisoners were treated as animals in the jail. When few people started to estimate and could able to predict the future situation they started revolting against the government as a result, some were severely punished and few were hanged, which finally creates a frightening environment over the jail. When the news of the jail spread over the country, people started frightened. But few people who consider their country as mother, the continued their revolting till the last breadth of death. This people where known as Swadeshis. The government spread false news that the people who still revolting against the government might kill people and could also steal their properties. They spread such news only in a view that people were getting afraid of them. The Swadeshis revolters, revolt against the British bt attacking the police stations, law courts, and by killing officers. Their main ideal was to independent their country in any way. At that time, in Bengal popular Swadeshis leader Sri Aurobindo Ghosh lead their team by attainding meetings and holding assemblies in various part of the country. British government were afraid of them and arrest them without any vital reason and treat them bruttaly. At that time, Indian people act as spyies and collect informations of those people who were revolting against the government and informed to the police headquarters (Lal Bazar) for which they were handsomely rewaded. During those days, the country has it's capital in Calcutta. But due to massive and excessive revolt against the government,  George V, then emperor of India with his queen Mary, his consort, made the announcement on 12th December 1911 that  the capital of the Raj was to be shifted from Calcutta to Delhi.

Coming to the point....
 
In such a situation of the country, Subhash Chandra Bose was born in Cuttak in 23rd January 1897 (then the capital of Orissa) far away from Calcutta.

At that time, Calcutta's famous and successful lawyer Sri Janokinath Bose's ninth son was Subhash Chandra Bose. Janoki babu had nine sons and four daughters. His wife Probhaboti Devi was very kind and peaceful lady. She always used to give something to the poors. As looking to her mother, from childhood Subhash was also used to donate money to poors. As usual when Subhash went to his school her mother used to give money to buy short foods and tiffin for the school lunch, but he donate both of them to the poors which was a happy moment of the day for him. Her mother always worried about Subhash, and always thought that whether Subhash bought short foods or eat his tiffins on to time or not. Janokinath Bose was one of the great and successful lawyer of cuttack and received the title of "Rai Bahadur" by the British government. He later developed his patriotism and become a member of Bengal Legislative Council.

Subhash ji's educational centers....

Subhash started his journey from :-
1. (From :- 1902-09) Baptist  Mission's Protestant European School in Cuttack.
2. (From :- 1909-12) Ravenshaw Collegiate School in Cuttack.
3. (From :- 1912- Feb 16) Presidency Collage in Calcutta.
4. (From :- 20 July 1917-19) Scottish Church Collage in Calcutta.
5. (From :- 1919-21) Fitzwilliam hall Non Collegiate students Board in Cambridge.
6. In 1919 he read in University of Calcutta for B.A. Philosophy.
7. In 1921 University of Cambridge for B.A. in  mental and moral science tripos.

His brave life story.....

One day morning, when Subhash was moving to the school road with his uncle, a big procession was going on whose main dialogue is "Vande Mataram". They represented their keynote speech through the medium of song 'Vande Mataram'. In between their slogans they repeatedly uttering the word "Swadeshis". The song was quite interesting and melodious to Subhash. But one question strikes his mind that what is the need of such a big procession to sung a song? Actually, Subhash had very curious mind and was brave from his childhood which made him asked questions whenever he faces any doubts. He shared his doubts and difficulties to Sarat babu, called Majdada by Subhash. He always asked his Majdada to solve his problems. Sarat babu always encourages him and helping him to read different story books, stories of the lives of big people, adventure related stories, detective stories and especially the history of India and the livelihood of the Indian people at that time('Desher kotha written by Sokharam deoshkar').
At that time, Subhash throw sand in Richardson's eyes in case to save Rahim chacha from such a situation. As a result, it spreads all over the Bengal and Orissa that a boy had thrown sand in Richardson's eyes. When Subhash went to his house he shared everything to his Majdada whatever was happened there.At that time, Mukunda Ghosh was the jailer of Cuttack, who went to Janokinath Bose's house to inquired whether his son Subhash Chandra Bose had done this or not. But Sarat babu had smartly managed the situation. When the police had gone Janokinath babu had asked Subhash whether he knew something about the matter or not. As he didn't tell lie to anyone, he said everything what had happened there. On the contrary, he had punished to read a whole book within one night for which all had thought that it was a hard job which Subhash had to do. But in the next morning Janokinath babu himself getting surprised when he came to know that Subhash had completed the book within one night. His father blessed him to be like this and always be studious as he was now. 
One morning when Subhash went to school his father called him. With due respect he put down his head, his father asked him how is his study going? Could he read it all? Subhash was quitly answering all the questions. Then father said him that "Brave boys always look up, don't look down", You have to be the first boy of your school. He answered his father that , he would tried his best. 
From  P.E. school Subhash was the first to study, that's why some British students were jealous of him but he weak in sports during his childhood days. One day, the British students become concentrated and tickeled Subhash that Could Indians hunt tigers or lions. He asked his friends (with tickling voice) whether they knew that Indians were not good in sports, they even couldn't run well. Actually they were cowards. Subhash answered them that not to call indians as scared one, we show our courage in course of time. The Charles replied that when the time comes Subhash when Indians were beaten up and once the time comes when the fall down. Then Subhash answered them that don't forget Charles people learn to beat only by beating. By getting excited, Charles replied that then hit me subhash! - hit me!. Then Subhash replied that you didn't beat me then why I going to beat you. But stubborn Charles didn't listen to him and began to uttering the same thing. Then Subhash regret to do the work and asked to tell something else which he could did to prove that Indians were not scary. He also warned Charles and asked him that he had no right to said this. Then consperecIlly, they asked Subhash to be first in the school's  sports meet (as they knew it very well that Subhash was weak in sports and also Charles  had an overconfidence as he won the race for last few years).

In the spirit of the statement, Subhash was really weak in sports in his childhood days. But, his stubbornness said him not to lose in front of the British. Moreover, he was boosted by remembering the moment when Charles slandered Indians as losers. The matter went up to the principal's desk. He called both the parents and asked to stop the racism in the school as it affects the other students. But, Charles father pressurises the principal to hold a competition between Subhash and Charles on the topic of sports and written examination. The principal finally agreed and asked for competition on the above mentioned topics at the day of sports meet. Subhash knew it very well that he would pass the written examination, but  as he weak in sports he had to did a bitter hardwork in it. His Majdada convinces him by saying that Subhash always remember one thing "Consistency make a man perfect in doing a particular job". He also advised Subhash to wake up early and practice for the upcoming race. By remembering his Majdada's advice he wake up early and work hard for the race. His Majdada was always their to support him and he always boosted him not to loose his confidence. He helped Subhash to run faster as he could. He applied time rule to helped Subhash to run faster. Some days also came when Subhash was very tired, he even couldn't able to breadth properly but his Majdada asked him to run faster. Finally, the day came, when the annual sports meet held at P .E . school, Charles, his friends and some Indian students participated in that race waiting for Subhash to join. On the other hand, Charles and his friends started to talk badly about Subhash by saying that he was afraid of getting lose in front of them that's why he didn't came. But when Subhash came he asked Subhash to went back to his home as charles would win the race. Subhash then replied that he didn't came here to lose the race. He would tried to be first in the race. He also wished them 'best of luck' for the race. But, Charles was so greedy that he didn't accept it, on the contrary, he pushed Subhash away from his line. The judge also noticed the matter and asked the principal to stop the race but the principal ordered him to continue the race. At that moment, Subhash was standing up, regain his confidence and started to run faster as he could. On other side, Charles was laughing on him and run slowly as he was full of overconfidence that he would won the race. But finally Subhash won the race by his confidence and stubbornness. His principal, praised him and told him that he won the race not only because of his strong stubbornness and confidence but also because of his honestly and devotive hardwork towards the race. The principal also linked the incident with the story of the rabbit and the totwise.t

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