Yet The invention of Binary Translator not only brought Daulson off The Kandan University, but also brought Daulson a huge fortune, as it was the famous tech billionaire Kaki who wanted to buy the Binary Translator patent. But Kaki didn't pocket Binary Translator's patent, but Daulson was willing to work with him, and Daulson could license It to make Binary Translator to Kaki's technology company, yet for every time one Binary is made. Translator, Kaki had to pay Daulson some patent fees, so how much should Daulson pay? After watching Daulson's graduation speech, Kaki met with His Lawyer Ravic, who also brought with him Li Hui, a law alumnus, to the talks.

Kaki: Really don't think about it? If you sell binary Translator's patent directly to us now, you'll soon have an extra billion dollars in your bank account, and what dog food would you like to buy? How much dog food do you want to buy? It's up to you!

Ravic: Of course, if you think eating dog food is a little too monotonous, you can eat steak dinner, or pizza, or chicken legs, in short, if you sell us binary Translator's patent directly, you'll be a billionaire right away. You can eat as long as you want to eat.

Daulson: I'm not a dog that indulges in selfishness, I think it's one of the reasons I can succeed, if you want to know how I can give myself a moderate way of life, I can tell you the know-how, eat more vegetables, eat less meat, drink more water, drink less alcohol, exercise more, less laziness, More important is to do what is done to have a love of the heart, I believe that tomorrow will be better.

Li Hui: So when we sit here in good faith and want to talk to you in good faith about business, I hope you can show your sincerity!

Kaki: In the future, for every Binary Translator sold, I'll have to give you a patent license fee for each machine.

Ravic: You know that the consumer electronics line belongs to the small profits, of course, I said generally, because there are always so many companies can make a lot of money, but that is, just a few companies, I hope your answer can make us satisfied.

Daulson: Three percent, if you like, your company can produce Binary Translator today.

Li Hui: Protecting patents, everyone is responsible, so if you find that someone has infringed, remember the rights, this maintenance of the patent litigation costs, you have to come out, of course, if we find that if someone infringes, will also take the initiative to defend rights, and we will defend the cost of patent litigation, I think, For this request, you will say yes!

As it turns out, Kaki's vision is unique, because binary Translator was a big hit after it went public, Kaki made a fortune, and he will continue to make a lot of money through Binary Translator, but so is Daulson. Will have been the patent licensing fee for the manufacture of Binary Translator, and soon Daulson has become the focus of the News Of The New Star Town, and Daulson is very cheerful and willing to accept interviews from various media outlets in the On the one-year anniversary of Translator's launch, Phipps, the host of the TV host, invited The Science Dog Daulson, as well as Li Nan, president of the Animal Protection Association of The New Star Town, and Laura, a product user, for an interview.

Phipps: What difficulties did you encounter when i was inventing a binary translator? Are these difficulties that everyone who wants to succeed may encounter?

Daulson: What I'm trying to say is that the biggest difficulty for me is not how I'm doing research there, but how i deal with all the opposition around me, you know, when you want to invent something, it's easy to get a filibuster, but it's also visible from that point. The human heart and the inner son of our dog are not the same, because, I hear the voice of opposition, almost all from human beings, so how to ignore the voice of opposition around, dedicated to the pursuit of dreams, this is the biggest difficulty I have overcome.

Li Nan: Heavenly Pay, it worked, and it changed people's perception of dogs, and the invention of Binary Translator made every pet dog a true friend of their owner, and this friend, a loyal friend, so, People began to see the lives of every pet dog as very important, and they began to see the lives of animals in the world as very important.

Laura: Through Binary Translator, I can talk to my pet dog at any time, even though I live alone, but I don't feel lonely, and that's what Binary Translator has made to me, and I'm becoming very cheerful now because I know, I have a friend who will never betray my loyalty, whenever I think about this, I will be very happy, so a person's life is not very good, try not to live alone, if you like me, in order to pursue my dreams, to maintain a focus on the cause, and have to live alone, then I suggest you keep a pet dog, then I suggest you keep a pet dog, I also suggest you buy an Binary Translator!

Phipps: So what's next for you? In the run-up to the end of the show's interview, you can reveal what your next dream is?

Daulson: If you think it's my dream to invent Binary Translator, then you don't know me too much, I've always had a dream, but now I can't tell anyone what my dream is, but in the process of achieving this dream, I invented Binary. Translator, so you can actually guess what the dream I'm after is?

Li Nan: My dream is that every owner can be kind to their pet dog!

Laura: I think it's a dream to change the world, so it invented Binary Translator, but since a teddy dog can have a dream to change the world, we must have a dream for each of us, not because we can certainly realize our dream, but because of the dream, It's the best gift the world has ever given us!

It wasn't always easy, reflected Gashvorn, running the biggest trading hub in this arm of the Galaxy. Some 30-40 different species came through every sweep; some to sell goods, some to buy, others journeying to a new home, and some just there to experience the fun of life on the cutting edge of Galactic trade here in Atrotomsk Station. He had his mandibles full juggling the countless problems that could crop up on any large hub not owned by a single species. At this moment there were 283 ships docked with the station, and another dozen awaiting an open berth to link up (And three of those were from particularly high-caste races; someone else would need to be forced out to make room). There were four different religious festivals going on in different wings of Atrotomsk – Gashvorn had spent quite a bit of time making sure that the Qholinma festival celebrating the defeat of the Wezantiki was held as far from the Wezantiki festival celebrating the destruction of the Qholinma home system as possible. It helped that nearly half the various sentient beings currently aboard were busy with the Athnatabaskan "Paean to the Gods of Food, Music, and Reproduction", but that included much of the station's own staff. Gashvorn had had to personally help security stop one of those all too common fights that start when one species' "time honored cultural trading practice" was another's "You tryin' to cheat me, you self-pollinating punk?" It had been a long cycle, and his lower rock-crushing jaws were sore from slamming heads together to help cool down angry tempers. He really just wanted to get back to his quarters, take a rest and grab a cup of Sklathvert (then maybe see if he could free up some time for the end of the Athnatabaskan party).

So when Gashvorn's assistant sent a message through to him that some unregistered new species of alien was having some kind of payment dispute in the Dremling sector Gashvorn really wasn't in the mood. Still, he thought, Dremling is a big mid-upper caste trading species, and staying aware of every new alien trading in this arm of the galaxy is an important part of keeping Atrotomsk Station as the place to be. So Gashvorn propelled himself down the corridor, leaving his security chief to finish explaining that things will go much smoother in the future if any trade agreement rituals that involve each party consuming a symbolic part of their own goods are explained before biting chunks out of the nanobot swarm you've just sold. While drifting towards the Dremling's location, he messaged his assistant back.

"Tell me this isn't some idiotic money using species problem." Gashvorn was really tired of species who are smart enough to think up the clever idea of a currency to facilitate exchanging goods, but stupid enough to assume that there's any constant exchange rate that would be accepted between the dozen's of different aliens trading here on the station. Even if you can work something out with a relatively stable trading partner, it could be completely worthless by the time you reach a new system. Atrotomsk Station doesn't use symbolic representations of value. If you want to trade here you either barter, or use the one constant value between all matter; energy. Not promises of energy, but actual light, heat or pressure. It's the one thing that is always universal, but some low caste primitives that don't have enough personal energy to ever really learn to build proper storage methods try to convince other species that tokens or data representing energy are as good as the real thing. This is a garbage idea, and Grashvorn is annoyed every time he has to explain to some yokels that they've managed to show up at a trade center with nothing of value. The reply from his assistant is both worrying and confusing.

"Um, it might be? The -hold on- 'humans' seem to be trying to give the merchants something useless that they insist should work as payment, but they've already given the Dremlings a dozen times what they would normally charge before they even asked about the price. The Dremlings aren't sure if they're being honored, pitied, insulted, or if this is some really weird con artist scheme where they demand the real payment back for the fake one, and they want a mediator here. I'm not sure what these 'humans' want. Have you met them before? Are we supposed to keep the gases they are spewing all over or give them back?"

Gases? Did these humans communicate by spewing clouds of gas particles at each other? They wouldn't be the first species Gashvorn had encountered that did, but those conversations always felt so messy. He reached the Dremling sector, where it seemed someone had set up a temporary set of double doors. Probably trying to keep all those gases inside.

As soon as the second set of doors opened, Gashvorn was struck by a wave of pressure. This compartment was flooded with gases, and it was way too hot for a normal merchant stall. What was going on?

The first being Gashvorn saw was the Dremling merchant. It was standing on a clutch of legs, anxiously rubbing it's antennae together when it saw him. "Honored station administrator!" The Dremling started speaking with relief, "Thank you for coming to help settle this situation. My reputation as a merchant is very important to me, and I appreciate having an official of your stature take the time to come visit and ensure that the trading going on here is conducted without confusion or deceit on either side."

Gashvorn gave the Dremling a short Bow-of-Equals which was the kind of slightly more polite than he needed to be gesture that kept Gashvorn popular among regulars of the station. "Never a problem. It's my job to help settle the disputes and confusions that can crop up, especially when dealing with new species. I'd like to hear your explanation of what has occurred so far, and then I'll see if I can talk to these aliens and resolve the issue." Gashvorn paused; this room was quite hot, even though he could see one of the merchant's heatsinks sitting unused in the corner. What was all this heat for? "also, what kind of gas did these creature bring anyway?"

"It's mostly nitrogen Honored Administrator, with trace amounts of other chemicals. Nearly a quarter of it is oxygen though-" "Oxygen!" Gashvorn interrupted, "This is a space station, not a comet! An explosion here in a confined space could seriously damage the whole sector. And you've got it so warm already this stuff is just asking to ignite by accident." Gashvorn grabbed his communicator, ready to call in the rest of the security team. This was starting to look less like a trading deal and more like a hostage scenario.

"I know sir! But these humans told me that this was their preferred gas mix that they filled their own ship with. And they asked about sparks, and if it would cause me any problems before they released the gas. The trading was going fine until then, they were looking over my selection of mining tools, although they seemed to be saying their translators weren't properly working on my explanation for how to use them. They asked about the gases, implying that they were interested in buying from me and that if they could fill the chamber with air, they would be more comfortable. I told them yes, and soon after the gas filled the room they started removing their outer coverings and throwing energy all over the place, mostly in all this heat. Then they grabbed several tools and started asking what kind of money I would accept. I don't want some primitive money, the energy would be more than enough, but I can't get them to tell me clearly if they are actually offering it in payment or not!" The Dremling had begun ranting. It's nervousness was clear in the small anxious jerks of its arms as it spoke. "They seemed polite at first, but for all I know they plan to keep heating this gas until it explodes and kills us all if I don't agree to take their 'money'! Please Administrator, get them to tell me what they are actually paying or get them to leave!"

"Of course Honored Merchant. Let me speak to these humans and I'm sure we can get this whole thing worked out." Motioning to his assistant to follow, Gashvorn went further in to the store. "If I give you a signal, call Drukzav and get the whole emergency crew down here," he told his assistant. "This is not a normal primitives with money problem."

As he passed around the corner and into the shop proper, Gashvorn got his first look at the humans. They were not what he had been expecting. You can't judge an alien by its looks of course, but in his head these humans had shifted between some group of ugly savages shocked by their first view of real civilization, to cunning opportunists, shifty and eager to exploit the better nature of their hosts. He was keeping an eye open for big rock-smashing muscles or concealed weapons. Instead his first impression of humans was of surprising grace and unexpected light.

They stood tall and slender, nearly as high as Gashvorn, but much thinner, almost like a line. Two legs, two arms, one head, mostly blue with white and black markings, although this was clearly some kind uniform clothing covering them. The clothing stopped below their heads which were exposed to the gas. There were three of them, each with a head in a different shade of skin, and thick blooms of softer coverings or perhaps follicles on top, two dark black, and one with golden yellow. But where their clothing stopped, they blazed with heat and light shimmered off of them mostly in the infrared. All the energy they had been dumping in the shop was clearly not from some storage heatsink, but coming straight from themselves. It wasn't quite constant, but pulsed to a rhythm, like music. Even standing still the humans seemed to move slightly, gases entering and exiting a set of small mouths in their face, still moving to that internal beat.

When they saw him, the golden headed one moved to approach. It opened a central mouth and displayed a set of polished white teeth that had clearly never been used to crunch through rock. Gashvorn didn't need the sudden chime of his translator turning on to tell him it was starting to speak. The mouth opened, and although a little gas did come out, the speech wasn't packets of gas he was supposed to ingest, or muscle movements he was supposed to identify, or even simple radio waves. Vibrations were pouring forth from the human, crossing the gas to buzz against his skin. These humans spoke by making the very air dance their message over to you.

His translator began, doing the best it could with an unfamiliar new language and mode of communication:

"Hello! // [Politeness/informality] Station-Official-Us-Help [Query?] // I-Captain Magallanes [Name or Personal Identifier] of the Gold-Metallic-Nonsentient-Animal [Ship Name or Designation, associated with the ship docked in port 137] [Declaration] // Station [Query?] [Translation not clear] [Query?] // Atrotomsk Station First-Initial Approach-Visit-Communication [Declaration] // -End of Communication."

Well. Honestly, Gashvorn had heard worse first tries from the translator. It would get better as the conversation progressed, as long as it didn't get some key concepts wrong somewhere. The human's speech had seemed so elegant untranslated, he wondered it it had been meant to be poetry. He noticed that his assistant still seemed to be staring, mouth open, and did his best to respond.

"Greetings Honored Guests. I am Gashvorn, chief Administrator of Atrotomsk Station. This is the single largest trading station within a hundred star-distances, and we always welcome new species such as yourselves here. I am here to help with any trading or communication difficulties that may have come up here. I understand you want this mining equipment?" Here Gashvorn gestured slowly with one arm to an array of tools spread out on the table near the humans. They didn't particularly seem to go together- he had no idea what the humans were planning on using them for. There weren't any unclaimed comets anywhere near Atrotomsk these days, and there weren't any at all that would have a use for an industrial tungsten concentrator. "Are you offering the good merchant here all this heat in return?" A thought struck him, "Or perhaps are you trying to trade him this gas? The Dremlings don't use oxygen or nitrogen in these quantities, he would probably prefer some amount of this heat."

There was a pause while the humans looked at a small device that was probably their translator, and then all three turned to face him, revealing again those gleaming teeth. His translator was telling him that this was probably a positive response and not a threat display. Gashvorn wasn't sure he could image these beings as threatening. They seemed more like music made flesh, and they still hadn't ceased or even slowed in their rhythmic heating of the atmosphere. They were communicating to each other too fast for the translator to catch it, and Gashvorn wondered if they were singing. The gentle vibrations of their speech slowed as they oriented towards him and the translator picked it up, hopefully with increasing accuracy.

"Pleasure to meet [Gashvorn]! Yes-Affirmative desire Mine-[Jewelry-art?]. We have traveled [Numeric-large?] distance to See-Explore-Communicate-Meet Atrotomsk Station. Our home is [Location PROBABLE ERROR too close to star for life]. We think translation error [heat/gas/money] occurring. Gas made of nitrogen-oxygen-carbon-oxygen-2 is [Gift/Offering/Output Waste], not valuable. Gas not intended as heat//money[Unclear]. We have sufficient stores on [Ship located in port 137]. Give merchant money [Desire]. Knowledge insufficient merchant money request [Query?] Iskarin credits [Query?] Xhi Scrip [?] The merchant desires gold? Unfamiliar with local trading method[Declaration]. Help appreciated.– End of Communication"

At this Gashvorn's assistant managed to break his silence. "These creatures use money? They move and speak like living calligraphy, but...Gashvorn, sir is your translator broken? They have energy enough to spare that they are spilling it everywhere like they want to bribe us and the translator says they think you can trade with money in a civilized place like this? What kind of beings are they, acting like low castes with the resources of high-castes?"

Suddenly it clicked together in Gashvorn's head. The long travel distance, the suggestion from the translator that they live practically inside the nuclear furnace of a star..."Assistant Dviir, these humans may be the highest caste species to ever visit Atrotomsk. The energy they're handing us right now is merely them setting this room to a comfortable equilibrium. They may not even notice it, they come from the very edges of a star. They aren't offering money because they don't have any heat, and need to trade representations of it. They are offering money because they think we are so low caste that we've never handled enough raw energy appreciate it on the levels they must use. To these humans, we must look like savages, out in the cold edges of space. They stuff their ships with explosive gas, heedless of risk, just for the beauty of having it dance their words. Go tell the merchant that the humans have paid with the heat here, and won't care that its more than he wants."

Now that Gashvorn understood these aliens, the solution to the problem was obvious. The humans were not going to miss the infrared photons they were throwing around, and weren't going to angrily ask the merchant to return the energy they'd left out. His assistant rushed back with the okay from the Dremling, and Gashvorn turned back to Captain Magallanes, giving the deep Bow-of-Respect-to-Superiors.

"First time visitors to our station are always welcome, and we thank you for traveling so far. You do not need to worry about paying the merchant any money; he asks that you take these tools as a gift for your presence in his shop. May I help you take them to your ship and give you a tour of the many fine parts of Atrotomsk Station?" A sudden happy thought struck Gashvorn. "Your visit has excellent timing. The Athnatabaskan Paean to the Gods of Food, Music, and Reproduction is currently ongoing. I would be honored to guide such honored visitors as yourselves to view the celebration."

The human's translator must have also been developing, because as soon as he finished speaking all three were once again revealing their glowing smiles. "Sure. Thank you for the help, and we'd love to check out your Athnatabaskan party."

Six days later the Golden Hind undocked from Atrotomsk Station, loaded down with 'gifts' from the local merchants, and carrying a tired but happy crew. Sitting in her cabin, Captain Fernanda Magallanes was composing the latest section of the Traveler's Guide to the Milky Way:

Atrotomsk Station: 9/10, but B.Y.O.A (bring your own air)

Atrotomsk Station is a long way from human space, or even any stars at all, and most of the aliens there are vacuum dwellers born on isolated comets. But don't let the cold hallways give you the wrong impression; this was the warmest welcome we've received anywhere in the Anterior arm. If you're passing through the area, it's a definite must-see. There are some great alien sculpture artists who work in stone and metal sometimes directly with their hands and claws. There's also a terrific party scene called the Athnatabaskan, although even the locals seem to think their radio-wave music isn't as exciting as actual sound (we might have accidentally started a new trend!). Expect your translators to take a few days to really connect -we still aren't sure if there's a tradition here of everyone giving gifts to new travelers, or if they just really liked humans. Not a single art gallery we tried to buy from would take any money at all. And they really really like humans; everyone wanted to spend as much time as possible with us and the most frequent comment we got from the locals was "Wow, you humans are hot!"

Just story times to read and have in a simple way from your Author-sama don't get your panties twisted at least not yet!

"The collaboration between the two strong leads will bring long-lasting benefits for both the countries", the secretary continued with her speech, "We are happy to announce this long-term partnership with our neighboring country..."
Here, Sara had already stiffened in her chair. To the other people, she might look like an icy statue sitting on a chair, but the reason was something else. She could hardly breathe and she was barely maintaining her composure. On her side, Riley was like a ray of bright sunshine, beaming with glory. She was afraid that her face would crumble at any moment. She sneaked a glance at Riley, with the corner of her eyes. She sighed lightly. Did he realize the impact he was having on her? 
If not for the given situation, she would have long run away from this pressing situation. He was deliberately doing this! If she was not good at hiding her emotions, anyone would have thought that she was having bad diarrhea.
Whatever...
The secretary ended her speech with a greeting. Now, it was Mr. Xi's turn to speak. He gestured someone and a professional translator appeared onstage. He gracefully walked up to the podium. He, then, began his address in Chinese. The translator also started doing his job.
"Good morning everyone. I am truly blessed to have been given this opportunity to collaborate with the leading jewelry brand, Tiara Jewels. The thing that I found impressive was Sara. What an impressive young lady! Starting from scratch, she had established the company and made it reach the pinnacle of its kind. My daughter is already a great fan of hers!"
Mr. Xi chuckled and so did the crowd. The camera soon focused on Sara after that. She gave a bone-chilling smile. She couldn't help it.
"Her way of cross-chemicalizing the gems and making them into rare pieces had been a successful attempt and thus we were also able to bring out our 'X' type of perfumes. Our scent and her gems are totally exclusive ones. For further, we will take a look at the ad that will be playing now!"
Everyone lifted their eyes in awe and looked at the huge screen in front of them. Very soon, the screen lit up. Few things revolved in the screen, and with a flash of light two symbols came into view. One was of the Xi perfumes, alighted on a dragon. The other was of Tiara Jewels, the initials 'TJ' appearing in a fashionable font.
Soon, the ad started playing. The view opened to a seashore where sea waves were rolling and crashing on the seashore. A girl wearing a floral knee-length dress came into view. Her hair was slightly messy, fluttering in the wind. Zanine Kaur, a supermodel was endorsed in this ad. She had unparalleled looks, and hence she pulled off the role quite well. She was picking up something from the seashore. Upon a closer view, one could see that she was picking one the exclusive pieces from Tiara's exclusive gemstone collection. Very soon, the wind became stronger, causing the petals of some unknown flower to flutter around the girl. She turned around to face the wind without fear. She raised her hands, making the gemstones toss in the air. The girl soon began to manipulate the wind, the petals and the gemstones. Very soon, an object landed softly on the sand. It was a transparent curved bottle with a gemstone as a cap. The liquid inside had a faint violet color. Upon closer view, the bottle had the symbols of both the companies engraved on it.
The screen turned black and complete silence accompanied after. But, after that, the crowd downstairs burst into loud applause. The applause continued for a few minutes. After that, four female attendants came onstage with trays in each of their hands. The applause grew louder as the four exclusive bottles of perfumes were presented before the crowd. Thousands of people watched the live stream on their TVs. Everyone was awestruck with the finishing of the product.
...
The conference ended without much trouble. After that, there was a banquet for the invitees and special guests arranged on the terrace. Allen was present beside Sara as soon as she descended from the stage.
"That was great", Allen spoke nonchalantly, but he sounded truly impressed.
"Anything I do is impressive", Sara scoffed haughtily.
Allen rolled his eyes at her. Sara did the same and turned away. There she picked up a glass of water. Her throat had already gone dry when she saw he was here. When she was gulping down on her water, she happened to sense a brooding stare directed at from somewhere nearby. She looked around only to meet Riley's playful yet passionate stare, boring deep into her heart. She was stunned and felt a fuzzy feeling bubble up in her heart. But, with that, came a feeling of fear. The fear of losing him forever... 
This time, she broke off her stare and escaped to the balcony. She looked ahead on the cityscape, bathing in the faint winter sunshine. She took deep, slow breaths to calm down her palpitating heart. She was trying to stay away from him. But, he found her. This could be her secret dream for years, somewhere in her heart. But, it was also a cause of worry for her. She would rather stay away from him than to land him in trouble. Why did he come back? She had learned of his arrival back on the day when she was drugged. She thought that she was hallucinating back then when she saw him in the hotel corridor. But, the next day confirmed her fuzzy feelings as well as her fear.
"I kept my promise, didn't I?" a mellow voice came from behind Sara, making her heart drum with anxiety.
Sara was contemplating whether she should turn back or not. But she could feel his strong presence inching closer and closer to her, making her heart leap to her throat.

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"Come at me with all your might. I will silence your cries at the expanse of night."

Sara James~ 23-year-old CEO, filthy rich, capable, arrogant, elegant, sharp and deadly dangerous!
Riley Brown~ 25- year-old, charismatic, wild natured, cool, carefree and the nation's prince!
She has a secret covering 7 years of her life.
He... is rather mysterious when it comes to dealing with life! They were not meant to be. But 'ENCOUNTERS' do happen!

"As a lady, have you ever chased a guy, so passionately and so romantically before?" she spoke as she twirled in front of the camera like a professional vlogger.
He amusedly tossed the camera away. It landed quietly on the velvet sofa. Then, with one swift movement, he lifted her and made her seat on the kitchen counter. 
He had his arms hooked tight around her waist. He slowly leaned closer and she closed her eyes in anticipation. But, instead of a kiss, she heard a hoarse whisper right beside her ear, "As a lady, have you been desired so much by a man before?"
Hearing his suggestive word, she blushed. Then, she prodded her forefinger and jabbed his chest in an attempt to push him away, "Mr. Brown, isn't it going out of the script?"
Saying so, she jumped down but was held back and pushed into a corner. He aimed at her lips, nibbling them gently, "Mrs. Brown, don't you like when it's out of the script?" 
"Mmm-hmm", she moaned, enjoying the kiss.


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"Let us celebrate for our national athlete, Liu Fei has clinched the gold medal once again and broke the world record at the same time…"
"Yesterday, the mayor visited our school and gave a speech to encourage all the students and teachers of the university…"
"Next up, let us enjoy the song <The Beautiful Oar>…"
…
The sweet voice of a lady blasted through the loudspeaker in the school campus.
Fang Yuan laid on the field and squinted his eyes.
"Hey… I've heard that you have applied to graduate!"
Turning his head around, he realised that Lin Xing was next to him with a look of unpleasantness.
"Yeah…"
After a period of interaction, Fang Yuan knew that Lin Xing was not a snobbish person but was merely less sociable.
"It's a pity…"
Lin Xing laid on the field as well and was in a daze.
"Don't think about it too much. Although you have never beaten me in school, you might just do so when we work outside…"
Fang Yuan chuckled.
To think about it, the students who were studying in Xijing University were unfortunate.
If you think that you were a smart person, the university was filled with gifted people! There were even smarter ones above the smartest! To those who were less confident, this would be a heavy blow.
"Go f*ck yourself…"
Lin Xin rolled his eyes and left.
"Fang Yuan… why are you still here!"
Sun Jian rushed his way towards the field. "Quickly return to your shop. Someone is willing to buy your treasure!"
"Oh!"
Fang Yuan lazily stood up and stretched himself.
"How can you be so composed?"
Sun Jian was stunned. "This is a business of 300,000 dollars!"
"What else can I do?"
Fang Yuan replied in a calm voice. "You ran all the way here? You're too nervous. You should calm your nerves whenever something big happens."
"I… I tried to calm down, but it's 300,000! Just by thinking about it alone would give me the shudders…"
Sun Jian's voice shook as he spoke.
"Alright, I'll go now!"
Fang Yuan shook his head and arrived at Sambhogakaya Monastery with Sun Jian.
His originally empty Heart Questioning House was now surrounded by a group of people, clogging up the entrance to the shop. Most of them were crowding around to see what was inside.
"Come, move aside, the boss is here!"
Sun Jian cleared a path for Fang Yuan. Some of them recognised him as the boss and automatically gave way.
"Boss, you're back!"
Ding Qiuyu ran towards Fang Yuan. "A foreigner came in and was attracted to the Aquilaria Maitreya. He insisted on buying it!"
"I know, it's been hard on you!"
Fang Yuan entered the shop and noticed a blond-haired foreigner peering through a magnifying glass. He wore white gloves on his hands as he was examining the Aquilaria Maitreya with a serious look.
Behind him, there were two bodyguards in black western attire. There was another female translator as well.
Coincidently, Chen Bo was also there. He now had the responsibility to ensure the security of the place as he glared at the bodyguards.
He had to be careful! If the wooden figure was broken or stolen, his girlfriend would not be able to pay for it. Therefore, he had to get himself involved.
In the Heart Questioning House, Fang Yuan prepared a wooden chair and sat on it. With that, Ding Qiuyu served him his tea.
The old foreigner noticed Fang Yuan and mumbled something to the translator.
"Mr Thomas asks, are you the owner of this shop? He wants to talk to the real owner of this wooden figurine."
The female translator translated it word for word, but her sentence structure was too rigid and she did not feel local.
'Overseas Chinese? Or another yellow-skinned race?'
Fang Yuan squinted his eyes and the surroundings became translucent and illusionary.
Everyone looked normal except for Chen Bo who had a mild glow in him, signifying that he had the cultivation at the Strength Opening Realm.
The body of the female translator was normal. However, she had black streaks around her body and her lively face started to appear pale and green. A black fog gathered around her forehead.
'From the angle of a cultivator, this lady is either living with an evil being or that she herself has cultivated in evil spells…'
The female translator lowered her head and mumbled a foreign language to her boss. With that, she smiled. "You are lucky. Mr Thomas said that he is willing to buy your Aquilaria Maitreya for 200,000 Chinese Dollars."
"Oh!"
Fang Yuan dug his ear with his fingers and gave a look of suspicion. "Why did I hear that his highest offer was around 50,000 Dollars from the forex?"
Forex meant that through the foreign exchange rate, Mr Thomas was willing to pay a price equivalent to 500,000 Chinese Dollars in his foreign currency.
Of course, the price of this Aquilaria Maitreya could potentially skyrocket in the black market.
"Cough…"
The female translator choked. "Do you know our language?"
"Mmm… I've learnt it through a few lectures!"
Fang Yuan gave a wide grin and revealed his white teeth, replying with a fluent Federation language.
Of course, the female translator wanted to kill him so badly at that moment.
"Gentleman, you surprise me! Could you have stayed at boarding school overseas before?"
Mr Thomas was shocked to be able to hear such fluent Federation language in Chinese Country and even suspected that Fang Yuan had grown up in his hometown.
"Nope, I have only learnt it from a lecturer who was from the Golden Eagle Federation…"
Fang Yuan waved his hands. "Mr Thomas, it is unfortunate that you have revealed to me your best offer. Therefore, my price will change to 50,000 from the forex. After all, your assistant had lowered your quote by 50%!"
Hearing this, the face of the female translator turned black and her fierce glare seemed as though it was able to set Fang Yuan in flames.
"Hehe… Ms Night is only joking with you! However, I will agree to the price of 50,000 from the forex!"
Thomas smiled and glared at his translator. With that, he ordered his bodyguards to bring a case forward. From the case, he took out wads of cash. He knew that he had to get his hands on the Aquilaria Maitreya. Glancing at the incense burner at the side, he spoke once more. "Chinese Country is an amazing country. Look at this incense… I have smelled a similar fragrance from a soul master in my country. This fragrance is able to calm one's mind."
"Is that so?"
Thinking about it, Fang Yuan's heart wavered. After talking to Thomas, he gifted him a bottle of Opening Point Incense.
"Haha… I will have to take my leave now!"
Looking at the increasingly crowded shop, Thomas stood up and gave an unusual smile. "Fang, you are a gifted child. May our paths cross again!"
"See you again!"
Fang Yuan sat in his chair while Thomas took his leave, walking with a cane. As he walked out, he was surrounded by other passionate stall owners who were looking to clear their stock.
It was impossible for Fang Yuan not to extort such a rich person!
As Ms Night took her leave, she glared fiercely at Fang Yuan.
"Let's close the shop!"
Looking at the passionate and greedy stall owners gathering around Thomas, Fang Yuan shook his head. "Chen Bo, stay behind with Sun Jian."
"Hehe…"
After closing the shop, Sun Jian stared at the stack of cash on the table before looking at Fang Yuan with a look of suspicion. "Junior, when did you pick up their language?"
"I learnt it after hearing it a few times. It's normal!"
Fang Yuan gave a look as though he was a genius kid and could do anything he wanted, which made Chen Bo depressed.
They were already the top students of the society to be able to enrol into Xijing University. However, they would still need at least a month or two to master a new language from scratch.
This kid in front of them managed the same feat after a few lessons and was even more fluent than the translator.
Although everyone knew that there were gifted people in the society who would make the others question their own existence, one would only feel fear when standing in front of an actual gifted child.
"Alright, let's split the profits. This should be considered doing justice for our country!"
Fang Yuan smiled and split the stack of cash into four piles, handing over a pile each to Ding Qiuyu, Chen Bo and Sun Jian. "Thank you for your help today. This is a small reward!"
"This…"
Each stack was at least a thousand dollars and Sun Jian could not believe his eyes.
"Little Boss… How can I take your money?"
Ding Qiuyu quickly replied.
"This is your performance bonus! Since this is your bonus, just take it!"
Fang Yuan forced the wad of cash into her hands. "The two of you as well, please don't be afraid to accept this money! I am a rich man now!"
"Yes… compared to you, we are still poor!"
Sun Jian was filled with regret.
If he knew that there was so much potential in selling antiques, he would have chosen to specialise in archaeology.
…
It was nightfall.
Like a nimble cat, Fang Yuan flipped over the walls and left the school compound, smiling cheekily to himself.
Fang Yuan had done something to the figure of Aquilaria Maitreya, making it traceable.
Otherwise, why would Fang Yuan stupidly place such a valuable treasure in the shop with a single shopkeeper to look after it?
"Are there still stalkers? Is my behaviour out of the norm?"
He flipped over another wall, crossed an alley and lifted a piece of roof tile. With that, he noticed a middle-aged person leaning on the window outside, observing Fang Yuan's door diligently.
However, he appeared tired and bored as he yawned continuously.
'After all, I am only a student and not an evil murder. I also did not reveal any special ability and it would, therefore, be a waste of resources if they were to send a soldier from the special forces to stalk me. Where did this person come from?'
Thinking about it, Fang Yuan flicked his finger and a puff of powder was scattered into the house.
The well-built man started to shut his heavy eyelids. Not long after, he started to lean against the wall and snored loudly.
All it took was just a little sleeping powder.
After settling the stalker, Fang Yuan arrived at his own shop. Twitching his nose, he could detect a clear fragrance.
"Little pals, it's up to you guys now!"
Fang Yuan opened a bamboo container, releasing a few bees.
These bees were larger-sized than normal bees and were a little confused at first. After a while, they became focused and flew in a pattern in mid-air. With that, they headed towards a certain direction.
"It's working!"
With an excited look, Fang Yuan quickly followed the bees.


This is the story of a boy who lived a secluded life in the mountains, tending his farm, rearing his fish, and dreaming his dreams. Eh? Did I suddenly conquer all worlds and become the big boss? Or am I still in a dream?

In the high tower of Sanctuary Three, Bennett stood behind the window with hands behind his back and looked down on the players in the square with deep and mysterious emotions in his eyes.
The door was pushed open. Han Xiao walked in, and Bennett asked with a serious expression, "Is that alien still alive?"
Han Xiao stepped aside, and Kerlodd walked in as well. Bennett's pupils constricted; this was the first time that he had seen an alien, so he could not help but stare, forgetting himself.
"Native, what are you looking at!" Kerlodd said unhappily.
"He speaks our language?" Bennett said with surprise.
Han Xiao pointed at the translator and explained it to Bennett—only then did Bennett understand.
"Aliens' technology is indeed advanced," Bennett commented. He looked at the two of them and said in confusion, "Didn't you capture him? Why does it look like…"
"We have agreed on some matters." Han Xiao did not want Kerlodd to hear their following conversation, so he took off his translator.
"How did you know about the alien?" Han Xiao asked.
Bennett shook his head and said in a low voice, "Raylen told me, or else I wouldn't have known an alien came. They investigated you, confirmed that you captured the alien, and contacted me discreetly to demand that you give them the alien."
Han Xiao was not surprised that it was Raylen. Following the traces at that time, they would indeed investigate him. Besides he had never planned to hide it because there was no need to.
"And what if I reject?"
"Their official response was 'violent methods will be unavoidable'. Raylen is very firm this time."
Not only was Han Xiao one of the biggest contributors to the fall of the Germinal Organization, but he was also the strongest superhuman in Planet Aquamarine. So, the Six Nations respected him. However, Raylen had made up their mind this time and had a very strong attitude; they were not preparing to give him face and wanted to force Han Xiao to give up the Godoran and control him. Han Xiao inwardly shook his head; Raylen's hostility meant nothing to him anymore.
Bennett was very speechless. "Can you tell me, how did you kidnap an alien back after a casual walk outside? What do you want to do?"
Han Xiao sat down, looked at Bennett, and said, "I'm planning to leave Planet Aquamarine."
Bennett was completely stunned.
This message was way too sudden, Bennett only regained his focus after a while and asked with surprise, "Why? Are you really an alien?"
"Compared to the galaxy, Planet Aquamarine is just a tiny rural place. The world is so large, and I want to explore it." Han Xiao smiled.
Turns out this was the reason for the capture the alien…
Bennett adjusted his mindset very quickly. He had seen a lot of things. After all, he said with some sadness, "You are a friend who shares the same ideals as me. If you've really decided that, I can only wish you all the best. I will miss you."
Han Xiao looked him in the eye and smiled. "That's a wider world, aren't you tempted? Do you want to come with me?"
Bennett's mind drifted away a little. It was like he saw the endless galaxy in Han Xiao's eyes. Men's romance was the sea of stars, and one could only look further by standing taller.
His heart started beating faster; the desire for exploration in his heart became stronger.
However, Bennett calmed down very quickly. He shook his head and said, "The sanctuary is my ideal. Sorry, I need to continue it."
Han Xiao hesitated and said, "There's actually another reason. A disaster will sweep over Planet Aquamarine in two to three years' time; I foresaw it. It's a horrifying disaster, and there's a very low chance of surviving… Are you really not leaving?"
Han Xiao decided to warn Bennett about the arrival of the Mutation Disaster. After all, Bennett had treated him well. It was dangerous staying in Planet Aquamarine, and Han Xiao wanted to enter the galaxy before Version 1.0. One of the main goals that he had was to avoid the first and most dangerous wave of disaster when the Mutation Disaster arrived in Planet Aquamarine.
With the possible identity of a foreseer, Han Xiao's 'foresight' had reasons to be believed.
However, after Bennett listened carefully to Han Xiao's rough description of the disaster, his hesitation disappeared completely, and he said, "Then I categorically have to stay; this is my home, and she needs me."
Han Xiao stared at Bennett for a while before letting out a long sigh.
"Indeed, that's the type of person you are."
People's beliefs differed and could not be forced. Bennett stared at Han Xiao with complicated emotions in his eyes and asked, "Are you leaving to avoid the danger?"
Han Xiao smiled and said, "The solution to the disaster is hidden in the galaxy. Not only am I avoiding danger, but I am also looking for the solution in the galaxy."
He did not lie to Bennett; solving the Mutation Disaster in Version 2.0 in advance was part of his plan. If he could change the storyline of Planet Aquamarine in Version 2.0, he would definitely gain some Legendary Points.
Hearing this, Bennett smiled and said, "I was not wrong about you. When I heard your speech back then, I knew we are the same type of people."
We are not! Han Xiao's lips twitched. That speech had been completely copied from Bennett's original words in his previous life. The last time that Han Xiao had gone to look for Bennett in Sanctuary One, he had seen the speech hung in Bennett's office and was specified that the original author was Han Xiao, showing Bennett's admiration to the speech, and that had been a little awkward for Han Xiao.
Anyway, although their motive was different, their goal was the same, so the motives would not matter.
Since Bennett knew about Han Xiao's thoughts, he completely left Raylen's demands behind.
"How are you going to leave Planet Aquamarine?"
"I have already made the arrangements; you will know by then."
Seeing that Han Xiao did not want to give the details, Bennett held back his curiosity and said, "If you leave, Sanctuary Three will need to elect a new person in charge, do you have anyone to recommend?"
Han Xiao pondered and said, "Huang Yu. He has been dealing with all the daily matters in the sanctuary, and he is very familiar with the situation here. It will be most suitable for him to take over."
Through the influence of the Pro League, the Players' Main City impression of Sanctuary Three was complete. Even if Han Xiao left, the sanctuary's position would not be affected. Sanctuary Three had his name in it, and every player arriving at the place would be reminded of him.
However, the sanctuary players would not be able to enjoy all of his 'functions', which might cause the sanctuary to lose some of its popularity.
Han Xiao suddenly had a new thought. Maybe there's a way to continue strengthening the influence of the sanctuary even after I leave the planet…
Since he had already told Bennett about the Mutation Disaster, this 'foresight' should be able to make more impact. Han Xiao gave it a slight thought and came up with a plan, memorizing it in his heart.
Bennett agreed that Huang Yu was a suitable candidate as well. Suddenly, Bennett said with a serious tone, "There are too many Inhumans in Sanctuary Three, even more than the refugees; they're taking up too much space. They have unknown origins and are too mysterious. This is a potential security threat, I don't know how you make them work for you, but if you leave, what are we going to do with them?"
"When the disaster is upon us, the Inhumans will most likely be the pillar of sanctuary's protection. Don't be too strict toward them—accept and include them." As the players grew, the various organizations in Planet Aquamarine feared 'Inhumans' more and more, and naturally, Bennett was not an exception. He had to convince Bennett to make sure that his achievements in Planet Aquamarine would not be destroyed.
Upon hearing this, Bennett's expression changed. "If that's the case, I will take it very seriously."
Although he feared the Inhumans, he changed his attitude immediately upon knowing that the Inhumans could protect the sanctuary; this reasoning was very effective on him.
The two of them chatted for a while, then Bennett stood up and said his goodbyes. He had come to deal with Raylen's message but unexpectedly heard about Han Xiao plans. In this case, Raylen's warning would not be worrying at all.
On the other hand, the disaster that Han Xiao had told him about gave him a heavy heart; it felt like there was a dark cloud above the path in front of him. He decided to immediately return and write the crisis protocols, strengthen the sanctuaries' protection, and speed up the plan.
Bennett was sad to see a partner like Han Xiao go, so he said sincerely, "I wish you all the best, and I hope that we can meet again one day."
Han Xiao reached out to give Bennett a firm handshake.
They smiled at each other.
…
Bennett's arrival reminded Han Xiao that he should notify some of his friends. Hila and Aurora had stayed in the sanctuary because of him, so he decided to tell them about it first.
On that same night, under the clear sky and Sleepy Winter, he summoned Hila and Aurora to tell them that he was going into the galaxy soon.
As expected, they were surprised, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
"Han Xiao, what is the galaxy like? Have you met an alien?" Aurora asked hurriedly.
During these days, Aurora had been resting in the sanctuary and regained health. Han Xiao also corrected what she called him; he was finally not called an uncle.
Han Xiao asked Kerlodd to come closer and said, "This is an alien."
Aurora's eyes were filled with curiosity. "Aliens look quite similar to us. Does he bite?"
This question again! Can't you natives be more knowledgeable!
Kerlodd could not take it anymore and yelled at Aurora, "I don't!"
Pa!
Kerlodd fell onto the ground with his face down.
Han Xiao put his hands down and said hastily, "Be kinder to kids."
"Aliens are so scary," Aurora mumbled softly.
Hila pointed at Han Xiao with an expressionless face and said, "he's obviously scarier."


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

Soon , Rong Xinghe walked towards the stage and stood in front of the podium as she raked her hawk-like eyes through the crowd . 

There were Military Authorities from many countries that Country X befriended and there were also some individuals who represented the countries that shared conflicts , feuds and enmity with Country X. Present there today were even the nations who supported terrorism and cruelty in the dark . 

She wasn't merely addressing the countries in alliance with her , but also the countries who openly declared their hatred towards her and her believes !
She was bound to select her each and every word carefully today and also make sure to provide the world with a strong message !

The girl smiled softly and tapped the microphone slightly before she started to deliver her speech flawlessly , " Honorable President of Assembly , Honorable Secretary General , and distinguished delegates. I don't know where to start from , but what I do know is that I will express myself in my National Language , Mandarin. néih hóu (bowing down slightly ) "

As soon as the Military Authorities heard the girl , they were a little stunned . Up until now , none of them had used any language other than English to deliver a speech in such an International Event .
It was a very beautiful way to show one's patriotism !
This was indeed going to be a unique speech , they thought !
One of its own kind .
They quickly connected the translator earpiece provided to them as they continued to listen to the girl attentively.

The girl waited for the crowd to adjust patiently and then resumed her speech in Mandarin , " In our Country , this isn't a mere greeting , but it is a pure way to express that my soul bows down to the almighty inside you . Today , I stand here representing my country and its defense in front of you all . We , the citizens of Country X believe in peace and love , in harmony and brotherhood , in technology and innovations , in education and culture , and most importantly , in us . Coming back to defense , everyone of you knows what exactly is Country X's strengths . They are the three tombs named the Air Forces , the Naval Forces and the Army . All the three dominates the sky , waters and lands of our nation , after all . 

"But that isn't something any of you doesn't know already . Then lets get straight to the point : Terrorism ! 

" 31st of January 2006 , Ritzhin Hotel , 780 dead . 4th of August 1999 , Hituki Su Stadium Blast , 957 dead ! 23rd of June 1987 , Ruzwijhus Market , 264 dead and the list goes on endlessly . If one was to say that Country X has suffered the biggest of the blows from terrorism , it wouldn't be a lie. They have no idea how many women became widows or how many men lost their spouses . The do not care how many kids became orphans and how many parents lost their children . They enjoy the fact that innumerable brothers have lost their sisters and vice-versa. But , I have witnessed the pain in the eyes of my citizens . I have seen their rage and willpower to cut the throats of those psychopaths who detroyed their entire lives . 

" And I , plan to avenge for them . I plan to destroy each and every terrorist organisation from the surface of mother Earth . I know many of you have had been through the same pain . Countries like Syria are almost destroyed by them . 

" I , personally , am not fond of violence . No one present here is . But giving someone liberty to enter in your nation and kill your people is plain stupidity . And I am not stupid . 

" I , Rong Xinghe , Military Chief of Country X , hereby appeal to all the diplomats and delegates present here , that we join hands and fight together this war against terrorism .  In this battle against terrorist propaganda , there are only two sides . There are those people fighting for our values, freedom and the safety of our fellow citizens, and there are those who in fact decide to play into the terrorists' hands. You've got to choose which side you're on; ambiguity benefits only one side . At last , I would like to say only one thing . Fight against terrorism is a challenge we all share . Thank You ladies and gentlemen . "

With these words and a confident smile , Rong Xinghe bowed down again and separated herself from the podium . 
The entire hall filled with Military Authorities were dead silent for about 20 seconds before the crowd broke into an unstoppable thunderous applause !

It was for the first time in the history of the United Defence Summit , that the armies of the different countries applauded for an individual with such appreciation and in such unison . 

For a split second , this woman made them forget that most of them were standing besides their rival countries' officers , shoulder to shoulder , as they acknowledged her abilities.
She literally made them push aside their hatred and look at the bigger picture !

As expected by her man , she was indeed a cunning diplomat !
She had the capability to get into one's mind and make them think the way she wanted them to think ! 

Almost everyone were impressed by the girl's speech .
First , she selected her national language to address the audience proving her patriotism.
Secondly , very gracefully , she explained the peace-loving nature of her country .
But later on , as the speech progressed , she swiftly threatened the world that Country X was not going to walk the path of silence if it was attacked ever !
And till the end , she openly declared her intentions to wipe out terrorism from the world ! 
And not only that , she even requested the other countries to volunteer willingly for this mission of hers !

Could she be any more brave ?!

Open declaration of war was something many people could simply dream to do.
But this woman , who was merely 22 years old , just walked on the stage and did it !!!

They all wanted to believe that she was kidding , but her cold and confident eyes , when she delivered the speech said otherwise.

_____________

Meanwhile , In the Xi Family's New York Mansion's living room :

When Xi Fang saw the girl's sharpening gaze , he reflexively shuddered and his back stiffened .

Why did he , all of a sudden , felt that this feeling was a little familiar ?!

He looked at his brother who was staring at the TV Screen with a smirk !
His eyes , the perfect synonym for the word pride !

' Yeah ! She is my woman ! ' was written all over his face.

Damn !
These two !
If he was akin to the invincible and almighty King , then she was definitely the undesputed and omnipotent Queen .
If he was a tiger , then she was the tigress.
Who the hell would say that that weren't a match made in heaven ?!

Rong Xinghe , a 22-year old , had seen the worst phase of her life at the age of 13 when she was abandoned by her family for persuing her dreams of singing in reality show. Then began the story of a girl's struggle and the support of her 6 brothers - not connected by blood but by heart......

Year 20XX , She took the oath of youngest military chief of her country ...

But as bold and fierce this woman was , as cheeky and cute little cupid sister she was ....

Then came the man named Xi Yuan-- the wealthiest business tycoon . A person whom women would throw upon was the same ignored by Rong Xinghe at a party resulting in his increase of attention towards her which soon changed to love......

But she was the only woman who was capable enough to reject him......

Will she reject ?

Or will she not ?

will he give up?

Or will he not?

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