6 months after series of murders have occured. Detective Ann Smith thought it was the end but another man has been murdered and this time, the killer left clues. With not much evidence, she is running out of time before the killer strikes again.

 After running for which seemed like forever, Aaron started walking. He saw no sign of Beth. It was a little surprising to him. But he always couldn't figure her out.


He walked along the right side of the road. He came up saw a tall little sign:


HISTORIC MARKER AHEAD


With an arrow pointing to the right. He walked until a slightly bigger but shorter green metal sign appeared


Aaron walked up to the sign. It was  The top of the sign had the New Hampshire state logo on it.


"New Hampshire. Huh. Guess she wasn't lying."


When they initially met at the camp, Beth told him about the cabin but she only said it was near the border of Canada. He thought he was actually over the border. Guess not.


The sign read:


45TH PARALLEL


At this point, you stand on the 45th parallel, halfway between the Equator and the North Pole. At this point, you stand also at longitude 71° 24' West from Greenwich, England. A line from this point through the center of the earth would emerge in the Indian Ocean 982 miles southwest of Perth, Australia.


Aaron read the sign. He let out a "Huh." And looked out passed the sign. He saw a car on the right side of the road in the distance.


****


The car was an SUV, but it didn't look abandoned. He heard someone. Someone yelling. As he got closer, he saw a girl sitting in the car with the drivers' side door open and her legs and feet outside the car. White smoke billowed out. It was starting to turn grey.


"Hello?" He yelled out.

"Dude! Can you help me? You got a phone?" The girl asked. 

"No."

"Shit."

"Is it dead?" Aaron asked as he walked up to the car.

"Basically. My phone just died.  And the car did too. Fml right?"

"Pop the hood. I'll look at it."

The girl gave him a look. "Huh?"

Aaron tilted his head. "Dude I don't know cars…" The girl sighed.

"Lever on the floor"

The girl looked down. "Oh…" she reached down and pulled it.


Aaron felt the heat from the hood but got it open. He reached for the rod and held it up..

Aaron shook his hands out. He looked at the engine and with 30 seconds he could see that the radiator was overheating. He shut the hood.


"Radiator is busted. It's wrecked."

"Shit. You know any repair shops?"

"Not really. But you shouldn't be out here."

"I guess. You're not a serial killer, right?!'

" No. But I gotta get moving. This girl is gonna  kill me with her death orbs."

"What?!" The girl's voice raised

"Long story. Coming?"

" Uhhh…" The girl started to get back in the car but Aaron stopped her and held the door open. The girl yelled out "Dude what the fuck?!"

"Please? I need someone to help me. I have no place to live. My house burned down."

"Was it that house that was hit by a meteor? I read about it online."

Aaron thought the meteor was made up by the media. He went with it. "Yeah…"

"Well, ill tell you what... Put the gun you have tucked behind you and put it in your front pocket where I can see it"


"Shit forgot all about it." 

And Aaron did what she asked.


The girl made sure she got her stuff out of her car before locking it. Both started walking when Aaron suddenly stopped. 


"Shit. I forgot that I money at the house "

"It's probably a crime scene by now"

"I know how to get it. No one knows it was there."


"You were squatting!?" Her voice raised enough for it to echo a bit.

"Lower your voice...and yes."

"How do I know you didn't burn it down?"

Aaron's voice got lower. "I didn't. She did. The girl with the death orbs."

The girl looked at him. "Where is it?"


Aaron turned and pointed down the road.



****


It took about an hour before they got to what remained of the house. It was gated off and a No Trespassing sign was screwed on in the front . They walked around. Aaron turned around towards her.


"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Aaron."

" Sydney. Like the city." 

Aaron nodded "You mind looking for my bag? It should be over here. He pointed to what was left of the basement

"Uhhh…."

"Fine."

Aaron climbed over and sifted through the ash. The bag was black so it blended in. He picked it up and got over the fence. 


Aaron unzipped the bag and drugged through it. He handed Sydney the money.

"That should get you a charger for your phone. Now all you need is a store to get one.


Sydney pointed and yelled "onward."

Aaron only rolled eyes in response.


****

While starting their trip Aaron said:

 "there's something you should know."


Sydney stopped again "What now?"

"My name's not Aaron. It's Ronnie."

"Why Aaron?"

"Because when i was in my orphanage, they had a lot of TV shows on DVDs." Ronnie said.

"Why not use your real name?"

Ronnie sighed. "I ran off a few times. Some of the kids there called me Runaway Ronnie. Guess it got to me."

"Why'd you run?"

"Honestly? Boredom."

"Does the girl with the death orbs know?"

"No. She'd think that would be a sign of weakness. " Now come on...We gotta get to the mountains."

Soon after her 13th birthday, Amber soon discovers that she can summon plasma from the sun at will. She must learn to harness before it expands and collapses like the sun itself.


Meanwhile, her estranged mother lives secluded life miles from the Canadian border. Until an acquaintance starts showing up unannounced. But Beth has secrets and a mission of her own: to reclaim Amber or burn everything down trying.

(This is a work in progress. things may be changed. And changed again)

"At first, I was really caught by surprise!" Li Fei said quickly. "I don't know how Tao Xiang suddenly woke up, nor do I understand why he attacked me! That heavy strike knocked me on the ground!"
"Then, Tao Xiang really started acting crazy!He slammed the shovel on my head and my body over and over again, while I rolled around in pain. I really thought that he was going to kill me!" Li Fei admitted.
"I was cornered, so I kicked him! He fell down, then we started hitting each other. Although Tao Xiang had been in a coma for a few days, he was still very strong. I couldn't win against him, and in the end, I think I might have grabbed a vase and hit him on the head with it and knocked him out!" Li Fei recalled.
"After he fell on the ground, I suddenly realized that Tao Xiang had run over from the the North end of the house. I ran over and saw that he had opened the entrance to the storage pit. That explained why he had wanted to kill me! He must have seen those things that I left there in the past! Then, when he saw me coming back with his treasure, he thought the worst!" Li Fei rubbed his hands together anxiously and continued his story.
"Actually, to be honest, I don't blame Tao Xiang, even though he treated me like that. Tao Xiang was my one and only relative after all! Besised, he wasn't mentally prepared for everything, as it all happened so suddenly. So, it was totally understandable that he couldn't accept it." Li Fei truly didn't seem angry about this.
Then, Li Fei switched the topic. "As I went back to explain to explain to Tao Xiang about what had happened, I never expected that he, who had just been lying on the ground a moment earlier, would be nowhere to be seen! He had just vanished into thin air!"
Li Fei's eyes grew wide as he recalled that moment. "I was frightened to death! I quickly looked for him. At first, I thought Tao Xiang would take my car and flee, but my car was still parked right there! Then, I searched around the house, but couldn't find him anywhere! Then, as it was already dark, I finally realized that I wouldn't be able to find him!"
He shook his head. "So, I had to flee from there as well! Hence, I quickly headed back to the house and repacked the treasure.The first thing that I thought of was to run away with the treasure! But, I thought about it again and assumed that Tao Xiang must have reported all of this to the police. Once the police arrived and saw the heads and other things, I wouldn't be able to escape!"
He exhaled slowly, then continued, "So, as I wanted to take care of those things, I decided to burn down the house!"
Li Fei was absorbed in his own memory at this point. "I always keep a container of emergency petrol in my car because I used to wander around and was afraid that I would run out in the middle of nowhere. So, I quickly brought out the petrol and carried it to the storage pit. I wanted to burn everything down!"
His eyes gleamed as he retold the events of that day. "When I entered the storage pit, the very first thing that I saw were the scattered cash notes on the ground! They had fallen out of a black plastic bag! Then, I saw that one of the urns where I had kept the heads had been opened!"
He took a deep breath, then added, "It was then that I understood that Tao Xiang had hid money in the storage pit as an emergency fund. When he suddenly woke up, he had wanted to take out his money. But, when he took out his money, he realized that there were many other things in the storage pit! Then, when he saw the heads, he was frightened."
He shook his head. "He must have been so shocked that he threw away his money! Then, he definitely realized that I was the one who left the things there, and that I was the serial killer of the Headless Female Corpses Case! So, he left the money and ran away! Coincidentally, I returned home at that same moment, so he picked up the metal shovel and wanted to kill me! It was a misunderstanding... A cruel twist of fate..."
Listening to Li Fei trying to reason with himself, people who were listening couldn't agree. After all, what's to be misunderstood, as isn't a murder just a murder? No matter who it was, they would have surely had the same reaction as Tao Xiang.
Li Fei jumped right back into his story. "At first, I poured out quite a bit of the petrol!, but I suddenly realized that, even if I set the all of the things on fire, the heads would remain! Plus, if I were to set the house on fire, I would attract attention. So,I realized that I couldn't set the house on fire and would have to think of other methods."
Li Fei smiled bitterly. "Suddenly, I thought of an idea! I started packing my things, including the heads, my equipment, and the cash notes. I then put them all in my car. Of course, I packed Tao Xiang's treasure, as well as the Indian gemstone."
He cocked his head to the side, then closed his eyes for a moment. "Then, I evaluated my life. I realized that I might be living an entirely different life from that moment onwards. Then, as I longed for a beautiful future, I drove back to Du Manting's grave. This was because I had yet to bury the pit after I dug out Tao Xiang's treasure, so the treasure box was still in the soil!"
He took a breath, then added, "Then, I opened the container and put all six heads in the box! Then, I locked the box and buried it in its original place. I did it very carefully, and I even found some dry soil to sprinkle above the ground so that no traces would be left behind. Then, I threw all of the containers away!"
Li Fei had a smug look of success on his face. "After I did that, I felt much better! I felt that, if Tao Xiang were to report to the police about me, I would just secretly report about the things that were now at the cemetery. If the police were to unearth those things, Tao Xiang would become the suspect instead of me!"
Then, Li Fei paused again. As Wu Xiumin understood criminal psychology, she immediately told Ran Tao to increase the temperature in the room secretly. She then told Cui Lizhu to pass him a warm glass of orange juice.
Li Fei took a few sips and steadied his excited emotions. He then continued, "Then, I had Tao Xiang's treasure and the Indian gemstone. I thought that I had everything and could live a good life from then on! Unfortunately, that was not the reality of the situation."
He shook his head. "I realized that, although Tao Xiang's treasure was very valuable, the items within it were very difficult to sell, as they were all stolen goods. If I wanted to sell them, I had to go through the right channels."
He sighed. "But, most of the people who were underground merchants would only deal with familiar customers! As I was a stranger, if I was to suddenly look for them to sell them a stolen item, they'd either suspect me as a police spy or steal all of my loot!"
He was clearly still a bit frustrated as he recalled the situation. "In order to change all of the items into cash quickly, I could only take the risk and visit Sixth Bro! His surname is Gao, but I had forgotten his name long ago. I heard from Tao Xiang when we were on the way to the capital to steal the gemstone that Sixth Bro was running an antique business in Bai Ling somewhere. He also said that he had many connections."
Li Fei continued. "So, I thought that maybe Sixth Bro could help me. I found him according to the address that Tao Xiang had given me before. When I found him, he was walking on crutches and looked quite pathetic! Although he said that he had fallen down, I think he was really beaten up!"
Then, Li Fei sighed, "Although we were disciples of the same master, I had no choice but to sell the things that were worth a dozen million to him at a price of only one million! Because this was so, I didn't sell him all of Tao Xiang's things, but merely half of them!"
Li Fei recalled, "Still, one million was no little amount to me then! In fact, that was an amount that I'd never dreamed of! So, I took the money and left Bai Ling."
He shook his head again and admitted, "I really thought that it would change my life! I figured that I wouldn't have to live a tough life like before!"
Li Fei said bitterly, "But, reality gave me a tight slap across the face. A few years later, I was shocked that my life was still a mess, regardless of any amount of money that I had. Everything was just like before..."


A little ruffian who fought recklessly without any morals and bottomline accidentally time-traveled to parallel space and became a Key Case Investigation Team agent. The huge change in identity had him creating chaos in the police station. However, a strange miracle system helped him repeatedly solve mysterious cases, turning him into an impudent ruffian detective!

When An Ning went back to the room, Nian Zhen was just waking up. She wiped the sweat from his brows and checked his temperature.  Normal. His skin was cool and a bit clammy. But his entire body was back to normal, even the pale face that was a bit flushed from sleep looked like any human boy's, handsome, curious, a bit shy.

"Feeling better?" An Ning asked.

He nodded then hesitated.

"I need to take a shower."

"I already prepared your things in the shower room. Take your time. I'll get you something to eat while you're in there."

An Ning helped him up and into the shower room. Nian Zhen didn't reject her help.  He even seemed to want it, peeking at her surreptitiously when she poured warm water into the barrel and helped him submerged into it.

"Got everything you need? Okay, I'll be downstairs to get your dinner. I'll be back."

"An Ning," he suddenly called out, his body already warming up in the fresh water.

"Hmnn..."

Nian Zhen hesitated.

"I told Indian to make some sweets. Tell him to make sure to include those in my dinner, will you?"

"Indian?"

"The cook."

"Okay. Will do."

"An Ning!"

"What?"

"Nothing...erm...have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm having dinner with you," An Ning said, smiling.

"Oh....oh...that's good then. Haha."

"Okay, have your wash and I'll be back."

"An Ning!"

"Nian Zhen, how am I going to get our dinner if you keep stopping me like this? Is there something else you need?"

"Nothing," Nian Zhen said sullenly, pouting. "I'll go back to my washing then."

"You do that. I'll be back."

She closed the door and left before Nian Zhen could think of a way to stop her again. Ten minutes later, she opened the door and saw Nian Zhen standing by the window wearing a dark robe, his long hair wet and streaming down his back.

An Ning put the tray on the table and was about to call Nian Zhen to eat when he was suddenly beside her, clutching her in his arms and kissing her senseless.

"What in the world is wrong with you?" An Ning said, panting as she tried to extricate herself from his embrace. "I thought you were hungry."

"I am but not for food," he rasped urgently as he pulled down her dress until it pooled around her ankles, leaving her wearing nothing but a pair of black boy shorts. Nian Zhen's hungry mouth immediately fastened on An Ning's bare breasts, sucking and biting her pink nipples with his teeth and tongue until her legs gave way and he caught her in his arms and the two of them tumbled to bed together.

Nian Zhen's hard body fell on top of An Ning's soft one, his hands curled tightly around her naked waist as he prepared her for his mounting. He pulled her shorts down, opened his robe and was in her thrusting violently and eagerly before she even knew what was happening.

"Nian Zhen!" she cried, angry that he was again trying to blow her mind with his unbridled passion. "Are you insane? We need to talk!"

"Fuck first, talk later," Nian Zhen groaned, his hips slapping urgently and wildly against An Ning's.

"You are such an asshole," An Ning gritted, clutching at his sweaty back for dear life as he continued slamming into her again and again, her bones melting against her will as his turgid cock swept all resistance from her equally straining body.

"And you feel so good and tight," Nian Zhen rasped, taking her legs and putting them on his shoulders, which gave him even more leverage as he wiggled his hips in and out of An Ning's tight sheathe, frying her brains to nothing as she felt him harden between her thighs.

An Ning clutched at the covers as her body tightened then crashed, screaming with pleasure as Nian Zhen's groin rubbed harder against her clit, sending her spinning deliciously into an abyss that made her body and her toes curl with unbelievable pleasure.

Ecstasy was still gushing forth and bathing her thighs with honey when Nian Zhen's violent thrusting stopped and his head went down between An Ning's open thighs as he lapped at her wet slit, his tongue sucking and sipping at her juices.

"Nian...enough," An Ning mumbled exhaustedly. The highs and lows of Nian Zhen's lovemaking  always crashes and burns her to ash.  She didn't understand his passion. Was it guilt? Desire? Love? She didn't know. Truth to tell, she wasn't really interested in knowing what it was either. She wasn't in love with this version of Richard but maybe she did owe him something. He was the father of her children, that alone gave him some privileges, maybe.

"I'm not done with you yet," Nian Zhen whispered huskily, forcing her mouth open so he could lick and suck at her tongue. He refused to let her evade the sensual kiss even as his hard cock again dove into her wet pussy, thrusting deeper and deeper as he reawakened her senses to her own rapacious carnality, her hips meeting and inciting his delicious thrusts, her long legs tightening like vices around his moving hips.

They came together almost at the same time. An Ning's arms and legs wrapped tightly around Nian Zhen's body as she flung her head and emitted a shriek while her body rode the delicious tremors of completion. Nian Zhen buried his head and bit at An Ning's shoulder as her pussy milked him dry, as he emptied himself into her clasping body totally ravaged and sated.

It was a long time before either of them could move. An Ning tried to wriggle out from under Nian Zhen's body but he had her still pinned to the bed with his cock again hardening and growing bigger inside her.

"Nian Zhen, the food is getting cold," An Ning complained, even as she groaned and opened her legs wider to accommodate his thrusting.

"Just a quick quickie then, love," he whispered incitingly. He suddenly pulled his penis out and flipped her over on her stomach and on her knees, bending his muscular body over hers as he whispered his lewd desire in her ear. An Ning gasped as he snaked his arms around her waist and his blood-filled cock again impaled her to the bed.  

"Nian Zhen," she gasped, her eyes closing with delight, her hips pushing back to meet his downward thrusts. Their bodies started a push and pull as old as time, the bed creaking loudly and violently with each movement. Nian Zhen roughly bit An Ning's neck, his hoarse voice encouraging her, telling her she felt soft and delicious in his arms. He turned her face to his and his hungry mouth pillaged her mouth and plundered her tongue, sucking and licking until they both nearly ran out of breath and the loving became even more fierce and savage.

"Nian Zhen, stop.  I...I can't take anymore." As usual, An Ning found herself begging for mercy, her body ravaged by Nian Zhen's devastating brand of passion. Nian Zhen's ragged voice was harsh in her ear, his strong arms enclosing her body in a tight cage.  She couldn't move even if she wanted to. She could only follow him to the end as their passion hurled them against the waves and they finally lay limp and exhausted against each other's panting bodies.

"Are you alright?" Nian Zhen asked afterwards, looking down at her sweaty face with some concern.  "I forgot that you're new at this.  I didn't hurt you, did I, Ning Ning?"

"Hmmnnn..." An Ning was too sleepy to answer.

She felt him leave the bed and a few minutes later something warm and soothing was being pressed between her aching legs.  An Ning opened her eyes and saw Nian Zhen tenderly wiped away the proof of their shared passion on her still tender vagina with a warm washcloth.  She looked at him without saying a word, beyond embarrassed and outraged by what he was doing.

"You bled a little," he said, tenderly kissing her on the mouth before putting the washcloth on the side. "Do you want to go downstairs instead? We could warm up some food in the kitchen."

An Ning nodded and allowed Nian Zhen to help her up. He took a dark robe from a chest and helped her into it then slipped into the robe he had earlier worn.  Together they went downstairs into the dark kitchen holding hands. Nian Zhen pulled An Ning beside him as he lighted the lamps.  Then he turned the old stove on and proceeded to fry the left over rice and warm up several dishes Indian had left for them.

They sat down and have their late dinner in companionable silence, Nian Zhen putting the choicest meat on An Ning's bowl with his chopsticks. An Ning ate all of it. She was hungry and enjoyed the food as he watched indulgently.

They were sipping the tea that An Ning brewed when Nian Zhen finally broke the silence.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" 

"I didn't want you to see me like that," he said, looking embarrassed.  "It doesn't usually happen, Ning Ning. I guess I was upset when my brother's name was mentioned."

"I'm not worried about that," An Ning said, putting down her cup. "Hank and the others told me what went on when you crossed over. There is something in this unknown energy that's affecting your system badly, Nian Zhen. Promise me you won't go inside the tunnel unless we have an idea what this is about."

"You're worried about me?" Nian Zhen smiled delightedly.

"Of course I'm worried.  What if you can't turn back again? What if you stay forever as that...that...I know it's kind of cool turning into the Incredible Hulk when you fall into a rage but I'm worried about the kids."

"The kids," Nian Zhen said, stunned.

"Yes, your kids."

"You've...you've never admitted that they're mine before," Nian Zhen actually looked quite shaken.

"I didn't? When?" An Ning asked, looking quite shocked.

"We met several times when you were still pregnant. I wanted to ask you about it but out of pride, I wanted you to be the one to tell me that the baby was mine.  You never did. In fact, you never mentioned anything about it to me.  I thought at that time that you wanted me to assume it was Han's."

"You knew you were the father from the very beginning? But weren't we divorced by then? How could you be the father if we're not..."

An Ning stopped because Nian Zhen turned away, beet red with guilt.

"Nian Zhen? What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing," he mumbled.

"Don't you dare lie to me," An Ning's voice was shrill with anger. "I found out the twins wasn't Han's because I had them tested for DNA. And that was a few months after I gave birth. And all the while you knew you were the father?" An Ning screamed. "You were with Valerie and I was with Han, so how could I get pregnant with your child? And don't tell me I offered myself to you because that would be a lot of bull. I divorced you. You didn't divorce me. I kicked you out so how did I, all of a sudden, got pregnant with your child?"

"I...I..erm...I sort of...sort of...seduced you," Nian Zhen squeaked, looking at her like a little boy caught with his hands on the cookie jar.

"What?!" An Ning's voice literally shook the rafters of the old castle. "When and where did this seduction happen?"

"Darling, I was mad with jealousy when I found out about you and...that man who calls himself my brother," Nian Zhen said, taking An Ning's hand in a tight grip. "I literally felt gutted when mom and dad told me you were going out with him. I thought it was a joke at first but when Han himself told me...I wanted to kill him. And then he told me you were pregnant. He knew and I knew it wasn't his so you could just imagine the torture I went through when you wouldn't acknowledge it. You put me through hell, An Ning. You were so cool and indifferent in your complete rejection of me. And then the accident happened. I had this dream you see that if I could just tell you what I felt, everything will turn back the way it was. I knew Valerie was a mistake the moment you asked me for a divorce.  But I was too proud and I didn't know my own heart so I let you go.  But the second chance I wanted disappeared just like that. You were sleeping the last time I saw you in my original body. I wanted to wake you. I wanted you to know how much I loved you. It hurt so much to realize how much I desperately want you and be with you just as I was slipping away and you didn't know. I've made so many mistakes when it came to you, An Ning. I was a blind fool and when I realized it, I went to your apartment and tried to beg you to take me back but you wouldn't listen and tried to kick me out instead.  I... I was desperate and could only think of seducing you so you'll be forced to take me back if, maybe, I would get you pregnant and..."

"Was that the first time we had sex together ever?"  An Ning was forced to asked although she already had an inkling that that might be the case.

Nian Zhen silently nodded.

"What the...? I thought we grew up together?  Wait...wait...I think I'm forgetting something," An Ning said with a bitter laugh.  "I was in love with you but you weren't in love with me.  I stalked you like a serial killer but you put up with me because we were friends. But you weren't in love with me so I guess my question is, did you marry me because you got tired of running and just allowed me to catch you?"

"Something like that, yes," Nian Zhen said but with a look of panic on his face.

An Ning's laugh this time was free and easy.

"Oh god, our story sounds like a demented episode of the Twilight Zone," she said, chuckling. "You know what's even funnier? That I don't remember any of it."

"Not even the time we first met as kids?" Nian Zhen asked, horrified.

"Not even when we had our first sex," An Ning pointed out. "How the hell did we end up like this anyway? I've become some sort of a female warrior and you've become the Incredible Hulk.  You do know our kids skipped childhood and are now in their teens, don't you? They're both thirteen now and you're eighteen and I'm sixteen.  Seriously, how did our lives get so fucked up like this?"

Nian Zhen tenderly embraced An Ning.

"Do you forgive me?" he asked, kissing her pouty lips.

"I guess," she shrugged. "You've given me two beautiful children, Nian Zhen.  How can I blame you for having them? Both of them are good kids. And I miss them so," An Ning's sentence ended on a sob as she buried her head on Nian Zhen's chest and wept.

"Shhh, darling. Hush," he crooned against her warm neck.  "We'll find them, I promise you that."

"How? Mom said they're lost and there's no way of knowing where they are unless we go out there and search.  And I don't want to do that knowing this magus gene would probably kill you if you become more exposed to it."

"It won't," he smiled. "I have yet to meet my kids so I won't die anytime soon. And there is a way we can track where they are. Trust me."

"What are you thinking?" she asked suspiciously.

"Ye of little faith," he teased, trailing warm kisses down her long, white neck. She half-heartedly tried to push him away but Nian Zhen gripped her in his arms and silenced her protests with a hard kiss. It was not long before the tall young boy again dragged the slender girl upstairs to their bedroom and proceeded to reignite her lost memory by showing her the passion and the fury of their first time together.

"I fell in love with you when I was dying."

"I realized I love you when you died."



An Ning never imagined that when she and her husband Richard divorced after he fell in love with another woman on their wedding day that her life would change so dramatically.

Not only did memory loss triggers a complete change in her character, she also finds out her mother is a half wizard and her grandmother is a woman named Hippolyta, the great queen of the Amazons.

Imbued with the wisdom and strength of the immortal women warriors, An Ning leads the Amazons into the biggest challenge of their lives: co-existing with mortals in war-free 21st century.

But An Ning's and the Amazon's peaceful existence is shattered when the ex-husband she thought is dead pulls An Ning into the past where she wakes up in the body of a dead empress, whose husband has been assassinated.  

The kingdom is in chaos and it needs all of An Ning's cunning as an Amazon princess to survive and win over her enemies.

New fact: Puppeteer was not a man who could quickly adapt to a new situation.
Lin Sanjiu tripped and rolled on the ground right after she escaped another assault from a jellyfish. She raised her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat at what she saw. With every motion of his hand, Puppeteer summoned school after school of jellyfish, raising them from the sea and into the sky.
"Wait! Listen to me!" Lin Sanjiu conjured a vortex and sent it towards an incoming jellyfish. The jellyfish jiggled then dissipated, but Lin Sanjiu knew full well that reducing their numbers by one or two would not affect the tide of the battle in any sense.
"What do you want to say?" Puppeteer pierced her with a gloomy stare. He walked forward, his boots creaking against the ground.
The school of jellyfish bobbed along with him as if they were his loyal servants; their long, translucent tentacles swayed like drooping vines in a forest. A single touch of their tentacles could cause you so much pain that you wished you were dead. 
Sighing, Lin Sanjiu waved her hand as she got back to her feet. "L-listen to me. I didn't set a trap for you. I'm innocent…"
Puppeteer let out a cold laugh before snapping his fingers once more, causing Lin Sanjiu to curse inwardly. She turned around and ran.
Lin Sanjiu had regained her physical body. However, after she returned to her senses, she realized she wasn't the only one to be thrown on the concrete floor, as there was a man dressed in a black leather suit standing not far away from her, hiding amidst the fog.
Puppeteer stood in a daze for a few seconds, and then, as expected, he snapped.
Lin Sanjiu tried to explain herself as she guarded against the hail of attacks, but it had little effect.
"Veda? A code writing ability that can create anything?" The man's face was grim. He strode behind the swarm of jellyfish, moving along with them as he spoke. "Do I look like a doofus to you?"
The area did not provide much room for her to run in the first place, not to mention that it was now colonized by a swarm of jellyfish. No matter how agile Lin Sanjiu was, she still got stung by them a few times, and the pain was something she did not want to experience anymore. Puppeteer wasn't going to take her life, but he did not intend to go easy on her either. It seemed that the only use for these jellyfish was to torment their victim; it would not cause any real damage, only inflicting some intense pain.
"I know this is hard to understand," Lin Sanjiu said, as pain crept through every cell in her body, "Facing a situation such as this, you're like a gorilla, and it's understandable that you don't get it…"
"Who did you say is a gorilla?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant! Dammit!" Lin Sanjiu felt so exasperated she wanted to hit her head with a brick. But it wasn't the time to wallow in her mistake, as Puppeteer's fury was clearly mounting with every step he took and every movement he made. The speed of the jellyfish increased by leaps and bounds, looming over her in the twinkle of an eye. Even though the stinging pain had ebbed away relatively quick, Lin Sanjiu still shuddered at the sight.
It was also at this moment that she saw through the bloom of jellyfish. Her eyes glowed and she shouted, "Look behind you! I didn't lie to you!"
Puppeteer looked over in the direction where Lin Sanjiu pointed, gesturing with his hand for the advancement of the bloom of jellyfish to stop.
The fog was lifting, revealing a major part of the concrete ground. Earlier on, the thick fog had blocked most of their vision, so they were not aware that they were actually inside a car park. The white stripes used to separate the parking spots were emerging quickly one after another. The car park looked so much similar to a real one, as there were even "no parking" and "handicapped parking" signages around.
Both of them could vaguely see that there was a door to some building behind the thick fog. But the fog had not entirely lifted yet, so they couldn't see very clearly.
"So?" Puppeteer harrumphed as he swept a gaze across the car park, standing completely still.
"This is what I was telling you about! The code writing ability! Those Veda created all of this!" Lin Sanjiu explained. "Look, the more reality they write, the more we can see…"
While they were talking, the fog had faded, and they could finally see the real face of the building. It was a single-story building with a brown, almost chocolate-colored rooftop. There was a "Kwik-E-Mart" sign written in exuberant color on top of a glass door. Looking past the door, they could see a cashier and the corners of a few gondola racks. It seemed like a convenience store.
It appeared that the convenience store was the last thing the Veda had finished coding. In the blink of an eye, the fog dissipated without a trace, and a clear blue sky hung on top of them. The sunlight pierced through the jellyfishes' translucent bodies, forming a prism of colors on the ground.
"It's too real." Lin Sanjiu looked at the scene before her eyes, falling into a trance. If she did not know about the 'code writing technology', she might have thought this was the reality. She could even feel the flow of the wind when she used her "Hypersensory". It was completely different from the simple wooden hut the Veda had demonstrated to her.
"Do you believe me now?"
Puppeteer tilted his head, the greyish-green glitter powder around his eyes scintillating. He did not speak, as he was uncertain of how far he should trust Lin Sanjiu.
"Since you planted a tracking device on me, you should've seen everything I saw… So what makes you think that this is a trap set by me?"
"The device was functioning perfectly well until you broke the wall. After that, I could not see or hear anything," Puppeteer replied softly.
'That means he saw everything that happened before I broke the wall?'
Lin Sanjiu shuddered at the thought. 'Thank goodness I decided to stay behind with Soulsqn and did not go to find the grand prize or react to the towel.'
When the face of her grand prize appeared in her head, Lin Sanjiu sighed, and the desire to leave this place got even stronger. She looked at the convenience store with a frown. "Their objective is to force us to surrender our information to them so that they can analyze our data… But I don't understand why they created this store. Can this store help them get the data they wanted?"
Puppeteer did not make any remarks. After a short while of silence, he asked, "Can those Veda create anything with their code writing ability?"
"Yes, they could. After they have analyzed our data," Lin Sanjiu wiped her face. "At least that's what they told me."
She had trapped two sets of data with her Higher Consciousness within different periods. The first time was longer than the second. The silver lining was that they hadn't been able to finish analyzing her Higher Consciousness.
'So can I assume that running an analysis needs a lot of time? Or is it because of something else?'
"The things they create… Will they last forever?"
"Probably… Unless they decided to delete them," Lin Sanjiu added after recalling the experience she had in the wooden hut.
Puppeteer turned and looked at the convenience store for a while. Then, he spun his head back to Lin Sanjiu and said, "You go in and take a look."
"Why me?"
"Because I don't want to risk myself," Puppeteer answered readily.
'Well, that is one hell of an excuse.' Lin Sanjiu looked at the jellyfish, which swayed closer to her, and nodded. Walking closer to the window, she peered into the Kwik-E-Mart.
At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary convenience store—a row of refrigerators that showcased a wide variety of drinks, beverages, and boxed ice creams. On her right was a cash register and a small shelf that was claimed by magazines, gum packs, and condoms as their colony.
This was a scene coded by the Veda, so they must be hiding somewhere to monitor the frequency of each data sets here. Once Lin Sanjiu used her Higher Consciousness, they would get her data. Since the Higher Consciousness was her trump card, Lin Sanjiu did not want to use it until the situation called for it.
Not only her, but even Puppeteer couldn't use his Higher Consciousness as well. She tried to explain this to him, but what she got in return was his gloomy stare. She had no idea how far her words had reached him, but it wasn't her problem anymore. She threw the thought away and walked into the mart.
"Welcome to Kwik-E-Mart!"
Before she even approached the glass door, a greeting in an Indian-accent suddenly popped out, giving Lin Sanjiu a fright. She raised her head and found a loudspeaker beside the surveillance camera.
"You're standing on the spot reserved for the Clevelands. You must be Mrs. Cleveland!"
Lin Sanjiu lowered her head in shock and realized she was indeed standing in a parking spot.
"Move," Puppeteer ordered coldly. "All hypocrites love to serve other people, so I assume you must love being the vanguard."
Lin Sanjiu rolled her eyes, as she was too lazy to argue with Puppeteer, not that she was given the freedom to do so anyway, especially with that bloom of jellyfish that floated around Puppeteer. After the loudspeaker ceased speaking, she then slowly and cautiously walked towards the glass door. To her wonder, the loudspeaker did not say anything until she reached the front of the door.
She took off her shirt and wrapped it around her hand. Then, she pushed the door open and walked in.
The convenience store still looked the same. It wasn't very hygienic, but looked passable. The mart was pretty large, and there were a few rows of gondola racks.
Lin Sanjiu stood at the entrance; the convenience store was quiet. She threw her top back on, and just when she put her hand on the handle to go back out, the Indian accent came again. "You can't go out empty-handed, Mrs. Cleveland!"
Lin Sanjiu turned her body around, but she saw nobody in the convenience store.
'Is that a bug? Have those Veda blown their fuses?'
With those two questions plaguing her mind, Lin Sanjiu pushed against the door. However, she realized that the door she was able to open effortlessly a few seconds ago could barely move.
She did not attempt to force her way out. Instead, she beckoned to Puppeteer, who was standing not far away from the door, and yelled from inside, "There's nothing wrong here. Come in. There's something I need to show you."
The man clad in black leather dispersed his jellyfish with a wave of his hand. He glanced at her skeptically for a few seconds before walking forward. He avoided the spot Lin Sanjiu stepped in just now, but little did he expect that the voice would still come out of the loudspeaker. "Hello, Mr. Griffin! Everything going smooth today?"
Puppeteer was stunned for a few seconds, and his doubts began to build up once more. He measured Lin Sanjiu, but he saw nothing wrong with her. At last, he pushed the door open and went into the convenience store.
"What do you want to show me—" Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Sanjiu held the door and tried to squeeze her way out. As the voice rang out— "Mrs. Cleveland, you cannot leave without buying anything!"— the glass door was suddenly slammed shut by something and threw both of them inside.
Before Lin Sanjiu got up, she rolled along the floor. In that spot, there was a jellyfish.
Puppeteer's countenance was even darker than the black leather he was wearing. "You can't go out once you're inside?"
"It seems like we need to buy something first." Lin Sanjiu rubbed her temples as she tried to crack a joke. "I guess you don't have any pennies on you, right?"
A dozen of jellyfish jiggled out of the air and charged at her. "Are you dumb?! The hell is that code writing ability? Can't you see that this is a Pocket Dimension?"
Stunned on the ground, Lin Sanjiu did not even try to evade the incoming jellyfish.
'Pocket dimension?'
She seemed to see the light of what the Potato Brothers were trying to do in the Serial Killer Simulation.
"These Veda are analyzing the Pocket Dimension in Salvation of God!"
This "Kwik-E-Mart" must be one of the Pocket Dimensions they were done analyzing. They coded it to trap both of them here.
'No, it's fine if this is just another Pocket Dimension.' Lin Sanjiu swept a glance across the convenience store.
What she feared was that the Veda had coded something new into the Pocket Dimension.


Lin Sanjiu is a normal woman in modern-day society. Everyone admires her outstandingly handsome, gentle, and rich boyfriend. However, Lin Sanjiu feels vaguely afraid of this "perfect" boyfriend. She's always felt that her boyfriend looks at her like she's a tasty piece of meat...

The transformation happened one night. Sanjiu got into an argument with her boyfriend, and he finally revealed his true colors. As it turns out, he was a being with special abilities from an apocalyptic world who wanted to eat Sanjiu to help him evolve. To his dismay, he ended up being the one killed by Sanjiu with her hidden abilities instead.

However, Sanjiu's troubles don't end with her dead boyfriend. In fact, the world she resides in is starting to go through unusual changes. This world is becoming a scorching hot hellhole...

Early in the morning in the quiet Jianlan Underground Palace, Dominic hunched before the towering copper door in the square, pushing it open slowly. An eerie breeze blew out from the darkness.
"Follow me." He glanced at the youth behind him. "I’ll take you to the library."
Ye Qingxuan nodded and followed closely, entering the darkness past the threshold. Behind him, the heavy door slammed shut. With the dim light from his lantern, he could vaguely see the person in front of him.
A breeze blew past in the surging darkness, extinguishing the flame inside the glass. Ye Qingxuan froze, his footsteps halting.
"What’s wrong?" Dominic looked back. Will-o’-wisps seemed to dance in his eyes, shining faintly and sending chills down Ye Qingxuan’s spine. Seeing his expression, Dominic laughed eerily. "Don’t be afraid. As long as you don’t have a light, there’s nothing to be afraid of on this path."
The corners of Ye Qingxuan’s lips twitched. Not knowing what to say, he hurried to catch up, scared he would get lost.
All was still in the darkness, but Ye Qingxuan could not shake the feeling that someone following him. There seemed to be laughter in the faint wind, but when he listened for it, he could not hear clearly. Things he could not see wrapped around him as if scrutinizing his face and bare skin. Some opened their mouths, wanting to devour that sweet piece of meat, but the small bell on Ye Qingxuan’s wrist rang gently and they did not dare to get close.
They finally passed through the darkness. Torches lit up from the sides of the long tunnel. The flickering lights illuminated his body again, and he could finally let out the long breath he had been holding. His body had felt like it was going to dissolve in the endless darkness.
"We’ve arrived." At the end of the tunnel, Dominic reached out and pulled open the metal door for Ye Qingxuan.
The metal door grated and creaked. The piercing sound echoed through the darkness like faint laughter. Behind the door was an empty, warmly lit hall. As if this place had been maintained year long, the glazed tiles were glossy enough to reflect one’s image. The chandeliers on the ceiling were spotless as well. Unlike most libraries, there was no rotting or moldy scent, nor was there any dust. Everything was in perfect state.
Lines and lines of ancient shelves, crammed with books, stood behind three rows of reading tables. Some of the books had been printed in recent years. They had innovative designs, and the ink smelled faintly of roses. Some looked like artifacts from the Dark Ages. There was sheepskin wrapped over the papyrus, emanating a metallic scent.
"The Library of the Royal Academy of Music is the largest library in all of Anglo. It was established to preserve civilization when attacked by the natural catastrophes. The library holds many confidential materials, letters, and conference records. Other than precious music scores and secret books, there are also dark secrets…" Dominic continued. "Everything here is top secret. If you accidentally see something you shouldn’t see, watch your mouth. I don’t need to say more, do I?"
"No, no need." Ye Qingxuan shook his head forcefully, scared that doing anything wrong would end with his death.
"Good." Dominic nodded. "Other than you, there are still some little things being raised here. Don’t be startled if you accidentally see them. The license bell on your wrist is only effective for one day. If you don’t get out of here before midnight, you will be treated as an invader. Understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
"There are five levels here. You are allowed to browse in areas at and under the musician level. If you go to the wrong place, you will also be dealt with by the little things, understand?"
"Uh, yes." Ye Qingxuan had started doubting how ‘little’ those little things actually were.
"Do not damage the books and do not think about stealing. These little things treasure old ties and are very particular. If you anger them…you understand."
"I understand," Ye Qingxuan sighed. "I’ll be dealt with, right?"
"You’re a bright student." Dominic nodded, signifying that Ye could enter.
"One more question." Ye Qingxuan asked curiously, "There aren’t any signs here. What if I accidentally go to the wrong place?"
"It’s easy," Dominic chuckled. "If you hear footsteps behind you, it means you should turn back." His shadow disappeared into the darkness.
The metal door slammed shut and Ye Qingxuan was left alone in the quiet library. But the feeling that he was being watched did not go away, in fact it got stronger. He sat on a chair in the reading section, gazing around. There was no one there. But when he closed his eyes, it felt as if the room were packed.
The clearly nonexistent people were all obedient scholars. They read the ancient texts in the silent library wordlessly. They did not even make a sound while flipping the pages. They met each other’s eyes, deep like dark vortexes. Finally, their gazes fell on the youth who did not belong there, and they refused to avert their eyes. Their faces were blank white spaces!
Ye Qingxuan’s eyes flew open. The fantasy disappeared from his mind as if it had never existed. He shook his head. He could not keep scaring himself. 
"Okay, let’s find out where the teacher records are first." According to Charles, there was nothing that he would not know on the first level. Indeed, the shelves he walked past were all filled with geographical reports throughout time, and boring account books. Occasionally, he would see biographies, travel notes, and histories of other countries. But none of those meant anything to Ye Qingxuan.
He continued past the records area. The next area was filled with records of currency exchange rates between countries and other trade information. This would have been heaven for an accountant, but Ye Qingxuan did not care one bit. What did the trade war between East Tianzhu Company and Yunlou have to do with him? Giant sums were involved in it, and reading into it could have great benefits. Maybe he could even grasp the market’s future trends and make a fortune, but that was not Ye Qingxuan’s goal.
The next area was finally the musician area. The amount of the research material was dizzying. Ye Qingxuan squatted by a shelf and stared at an entire row of basic runes from each School, almost drooling. In the end, he bid them farewell with a broken heart and continued searching for the documents he needed.
Finally, he found a map of Avalon in the corner of the first level. "Wow, this place is big…" He gazed around at the dozens of bookshelves. The shelves were more than twice his height, filled with all types of books. A majority of them did not even have titles and only had a serial code. Trying to find something there without any type of catalog was like finding a needle in the haystack.
"Book management requires knowledge." Now, Ye Qingxuan finally understood what the priest had meant.
Sitting on the floor, he looked up at the bookshelves that soared to the ceiling. He felt helpless. "Then let’s just look for the needle in the haystack." Gritting his teeth, he pulled out the file closest to him. Opening it, he found that it was an intelligence record of downtown criminal organizations. 
"Shaman: Tracking Investigation Report?" Ye Qingxuan was taken aback. Flipping through a few pages, he saw the faded text, "…According to investigation, Shaman left Avalon secretly five days ago and is very difficult to trace. This seems to be related to smuggler ships…" The passage was from six years prior. There were some bookmarks after it, marking later investigation results. Unfortunately, the results were, "untraceable,""did not appear" and finally, "disappeared." Shaman, one of the ten legends of Avalon, the King of Downtown, had just…disappeared from the Royal musicians’ clutches?
There were no more investigation reports after that, much to Ye Qingxuan’s disappointment. The records had started when the mysterious Shaman had first appeared, and meticulously recorded every detail until his disappearance. He had gone from a nobody to the controller of all of downtown in just a few months.
Of the downtown gangs, first was the Caucasian Bear Claws, then the Indian Union, and then the Corsican Mafia. Every criminal organization downtown pledged their loyalty to the mysterious man, offering one-fifth of their monthly profits in exchange for the Shaman’s permission for them to operate.
The recorder had also made some hypotheses based on textual research, deducing how the Shaman negotiated with all of the gangs. He had also collected many rumors. The descriptions were so vivid that one could not put the book down. But at the most important part where the Shaman had fought with the elites who had ventured into smuggling...stopped. It ended with a disappointing "disappeared."
"Did the author get castrated? Where’s the rest?!" Ye Qingxuan muttered angrily. He returned the file and took out another one from the shelf. This was one was…"The Bloody Butcher: Analysis of the Chrysanthemum Hotel Massacre?"
In shock, Ye Qingxuan chose another book. "Report of Handling the Soul Eater?" Following that was, "Ghosthand: Criminal Activity Record,""The Phantom Carriage: Path Analysis and Organization." Finally, he understood what that bookshelf was for.
"Could it be the research files of Avalon’s top ten legends?"


Music and aether, an omnipresent element, is the source of all power. Musicians used music scores and alchemy to control the aether and defeated the natural catastrophe Leviathan, saving the world. But more catastrophes are awakening…
However, Ye Qingxuan has a different reason to become a musician—he just wants to find his father and know why his family was exiled.

On the vast, light-gray ocean, a medium-sized cruise ship moved slowly through the waves.
It was a double-decker cruise ship that was almost 20 meters in length, and three distinct characters, Hui Yi Hao, were on the silverish-gray hull of the ship alongside a string of red English characters. However, the thing that attracted the most attention was the 40mm three-barreled close-in cannon beneath the ship's control room, as well as the two sets of six-barreled rail guns at the back of the ship.
Hui Yi Hao was a weaponized cruise ship!
On top of the synthetic deck covered by a layer of insulation materials, Feng Luo sat on a sun lounger while disassembling the Desert Eagle with great agility. He used an oilcloth to do his daily maintenance.
Taking a cruise out to see would normally have been a leisurely excursion. Blue sky, white clouds, the ocean… Fishing, tanning, eating coconuts… When the surrounding scenery was just a vast and endless sky, with nothing to do apart from playing in the ocean, it was easy for people to forget their worries. One's mood would naturally lighten and improve.
However, Gray Water was an exception.
The seawater here had been polluted, and the entire ocean seemed to carry a slightly gray color.
Gray was a color that could easily generate negative feelings in people to begin with. Moreover, Snipers were not well-suited for combat in the ocean. Although the sea allowed for an unobstructed field of vision, the effects of the waves and the wind on the ship were too great.
Feng Luo had made a few attempts after boarding the ship. When he used his rifle to snipe at the sea birds, the sudden movements of the ship would often offset his accurate aim. By the time his bullets reached their destination several hundred meters away, the deviation was substantial. He wanted to solve the problem of being inaccurate, but at the moment, he still did not have any good plans.
It was a good thing everything had gone according to Red Queen's plan. The group of people would only travel by boat for around a day and a half. The real mission destination was a military base on an island.
That was right—it was precisely the same military base marked on the mission map given to Feng Luo by Master Roland. A coincidence like this had to make Feng Luo wonder if Red Queen and the others had other plans or other intentions. However, upon remembering that he was the one who had chosen to go with them, the only word that could be used to describe the situation was "coincidence"!
At that moment, Red Queen stood in front of a table on the left of Feng Luo and used the equipment on the table to project a 3D virtual image of the island while saying to the group of six players around the table, including Feng Luo, "Our destination is just a little south of the central region of the Gray Water: Silver Leaf Island. We're entering the military base with the serial number S-53! This is a secret military base from before the Great Destruction in the history of the game. At the moment, no one ought to have explored it before, so there will definitely be some dangers in there. We have to be careful when we enter."
After that, the projected image changed into a middle-aged Caucasian male NPC wearing a white lab coat and a short-haired young woman with the same type of white lab coat on, wearing a pair of spectacles with black frames.
"However, our mission does not require us to explore the entire military base," said Red Queen. "We only need to protect these two NPCs and obtain something from the main laboratory. This middle-aged Caucasian is a specialist in genetics and virology. His name is Aike, and this 17-year-old, short-haired young woman is his assistant, Lin."
"Lin. A 17-year-old science assistant," said a slightly shorter player with a darker complexion who looked a little bit like someone of Indian descent. "A genius young woman among the NPCs. Huh… A ruddy complexion…" His eyes shifted back and forth between the bust of the short-haired NPC's uniform and her butt as he made a series of "tsk, tsk" sounds. "Yup. With this body, you can't tell that she's only 17 years old!"
This guy's ID was "Big Pineapple," and he was a Level-47 Heavy Armor Warrior.
The mission team that Red Queen had gotten together consisted of seven people. Apart from Black Panther and Glazed Ice, there was also a Level-46 Light Armor Warrior called "Neutron Star" and a Level-44 female Doctor called "White Crescent."
A Fire Manipulator, a Water Manipulator, a Heavy Armor Warrior, a Light Armor Warrior, and two Snipers, as well as a Doctor; this seven-man squad was comprised of two branches from the three main professions. Defense and attack, melee and long-range damage-dealers—everything was there. Added to that was a healing profession. It was perfect for small-scale fights. The only regret was that there was no Machine Gunner, so they would not be able to use firepower to suppress the enemy when necessary.
The main reason for this was that Machine Gunners expended too much ammunition, and ammunition would take up a lot of inventory spaces. There was a limit to the space and weight of players' anti-grav spacial backpacks. Once the limit was exceeded, the load would weigh down the character just like in real life, and, as such, movement speed and stamina consumption would be greatly affected. Small squads with fewer than ten people would normally not have a Machine Gunner to avoid the risk of a Machine Gunner becoming a burden instead of a benefit.
Among the seven players, apart from Feng Luo and the Doctor, the others were above Level 45. Among them, Red Queen had actually reached Level 48, which made her the highest-level player Feng Luo had ever met.
However, the combatants on the ship were not limited to only the seven players. The ship also had 15 NPCs whose levels were above Level 40. They were the crew of this weaponized cruise ship, and they had a certain degree of combat strength. Even the over-40-year-old ship captain was a Level-43 Elite model who had high AI. Rumor had it that he had been a Corporal of the Federal Guard.
It was true. These crew members were the NPC mercenaries whom Feng Luo had considered hiring before. The rich and wealthy Red Queen had hired 15 of them.
Red Queen turned around to face to the player who was commenting and pointing at the young female NPC. She looked a bit cold. "Mr. Big Pineapple, your most important task is to protect and ensure the safety of the two NPCs after we get on the island. After we complete the mission, the 20,000 credits promised to you will be transferred to your account without a single credit less."
"Okay, I guarantee I will complete my mission!" Big Pineapple agreed quickly. His sneaky eyes turned and glanced at the cleavage of the female Doctor, White Crescent, before receiving a fierce stare from her.
Only now did Feng Luo know that this Heavy Armor Warrior called Big Pineapple was like him; neither of them had been members of this squad prior to this mission. They were players who were here for the money.
20,000 credits. The price was slightly higher than his "Maximum Shooting" skills chip. Of course, this guy was Level 47, so it was natural that he was worth more than Feng Luo, who was only Level 40.
However, if one were to add the price of his Rare Skill Chip and the commission price of the Heavy Armor Warrior, the total money spent was already more than the price of Rare-grade equipment. Added to that were the expenses paid to hire the mercenary NPCs and the cruise ship.
Just what exactly was the reward for this mission if they were willing to invest so many resources?
"Regarding the situation of the two target NPCs," said Red Queen, "the introduction will stop here. Since they will shut themselves inside their cabin to conduct experiments, protecting them while at sea won't be that difficult unless a sudden emergency happens."
When Red Queen mentioned "sudden emergency," she meant the monsters beneath the sea.
Even though they were on a cruise ship, it did not mean that they could completely avoid the attacks of monsters. They had already encountered several waves of monster groups since going out to sea, although they had not caused too many problems. After Red Queen finished saying this, she closed the projecting device.
"That's all for now," she said. "We'll now operate among ourselves, and around noon tomorrow, we'll have reached our target island.
"Okay!" Big Pineapple extended a hand gesture to signal that he understood.
"I'm going inside to check on the employer's situation." Red Queen stood up and walked into the cabin.
As everyone left, Feng Luo was prepared to go idle and switch to the forum and watch a movie, but a sound came from above his head.
"How about a wager?"
Black Panther, who had changed into a brown camouflage uniform, stood beside him. His 1.8-meter body blocked half the sunlight coming through as he glared intensely at Feng Luo.


As an international mercenary, Feng Luo entered a technologically advanced parallel world during a mission.

After living several years in the new world, an online sci-fi game called War became popular across the entire Star Federation.

Desert Eagles, Barrett, AK-47, Apache, RPG... One after another, familiar gears awakened his memories of the past!

Terminator, Zerg, Resident Evil, the Force,... The missions that appeared after a system update made him even more suspicious and shocked! As such, Feng Luo entered War and became a sniper.

Rumah yang di jadikan penjara itu terdiri dari beberapa kamar. Pintu-pintu hanya berjerajak besi, tak punya daun penutup. Si Bungsu ditempatkan disebuah kamar berukuran 3x3m, bersama seorang lelaki yang nampaknya keturunan Indian. Angela dimasukan ke sel yang terletak persis di depan sel tahanannya. Dia hanya sendiri dalam kamar tahanan itu. Mereka dimasukan kesana sekitar pukul dua tengah malam. 
Orang Amerika keturunan Indian dikamar itu segera mengingatkan si Bungsu pada bintang film Jhon Wayne yang tersohor itu. Tinggi besar dengan mata sipit. Hanya bedanya orang ini berkulit seperti warna tembaga.
"Anda lihat Choncita?"Tiba-tiba saja indian itu bertanya kepada si Bungsu, Si Bungsu tak segera menjawab.
"Anda bisa berbahasa inggris?" tanya Indian itu pula. Si Bungsu mengangguk.
"Choncita, anak gadisku. Berambut panjang hitam dengan anting-anting besar. Dia dibawa tadi keluar bersama gadis yang lain. Mereka juga membawa kampak besarku. Kaulihat dia?"
Si Bungsu tidak menjawab. Dia teringat gadis yang terlentang diatas altar itu, berambut hitam lebat dan beranting-anting besar dan tubuh menggairahkan. Yang mati dipuncak nikmat dengan kepala di belah kapak, ternyata kapak ayahnya!
"Kau melihat mereka diluar sana?"Kembali Indian itu bertanya.
"Maaf, dia sudah mati…"
Indian itu termenung. Matanya menatap keluar sana seperti mata elang. Rahangnya kelihatan mengeras. Dia bicara sendiri dalam bahasa Indian Comanche yang tidak diketahui si Bungsu. Si Bungsu teringat lelaki besar yang menggagahi anak indian ini, juga bertampang Indian.
Sayup-sayup diluar terdengar suara lolong anjing. Tempat ini pastilah diluar kota. Kemana saja orang-orang anggota klu klux klan yang tadi berkumpul di acara persembahan di luar tadi? Si Bungsu tersandar dengan tangannya terikat dengan borgol ke belakang, ketika sesosok tubuh muncul. Dia segera ingat kalau dia si bos rumah judi yang dia sikat uangnya itu.
Nafas lelaki itu menyebarkan bau minuman keras. Tanpa menoleh kekiri atau kekanan dia langsung menuju kekamar tahanan Angela berada. Dia membuka kunci kamar tahanan tersebut. Lalu masuk, tanpa menutupkan pintu dia segera membukai pakaiannya. Angela saat itu tertidur pulas. Si Bungsu tahu apa yang akan dilakukan lelaki jahanam tersebut. Namun dia tak berdaya, kedua tangan nya masih terborgol kebelakang.
"Angela bangun…!"serunya berusaha memberitahukan gadis itu akan bahaya yang dia hadapi.
Angela tersentak bangun. Dan memekik melihat lelaki telanjang di dalam kamarnya yang diterangi listrik 100 watt itu. Namun gadis itu yang tangannya juga terikat tidak bisa berbuat apa-apa.
"Sudah ku katakan, kau akan menyesal karena memukul wajahku, Nona.."ujar pemilik rumah judi yang berkebangsaan yahudi itu. 
Lalu sekali sergap, Angela sudah berada di dalam pelukannya, bibirnya menjalar kemana-kemana. Angela meronta. Tangan yahudi itu menyentakan pakaiannya. Terbuka bagian atas. Si Bungsu mengatupkan bibir. Dia tak berdaya. Belenggu jahanam itu mencekam kedua tangannya kebelakang. Tangan yahudi itu merenggut lagi, lagi dan lagi!
Angela kini terengah, tak berkain secabikpun. Indian sekamar dengan si Bungsu hanya menatap sesaat kekamar didepannya. Dimana tengah terjadi pertarungan yang tak berimbang itu, kemudian dia menunuduk. Diam seperti patung. 
Di seberang sana tubuh si yahudi itu telah menimpa tubuh Angela yang menggiurkan. Gadis itu berusaha menyelamatkan dirinya. Namun dia hanya seorang perempuan. 
Dia memang belajar bela diri, karate dan yudo, dua kali seminggu selama dinas di kepolisian. Namun dengan tangan terikat kebelakang apa yang dapat dia perbuat. 
Tangan yahudi itu meremas-remas dengan penuh nafsu. Angela merasa sakit seluruh tubuhnya. Yahudi itu menghimpit dirinya, Angela menerjangkan kakinya yahudi itu tercampak kesamping. Kemudian yahudi itu bangkit, dan menghimpit lagi, menghantamkan tinjunya kepelipis Angela. Angela pingsan!Dengan leluasa yahudi itu melaksanakan niatnya. Si Bungsu menggigil, betapa laknatnya. 
Gadis itu datang kemari karena ingin menolongnya mencari jejak pembunuh Tongky. Kini gadis itu dicemarkan kehormatannya dihadapan mata kepalanya, tanpa dia dapat berbuat secuilpun!
Yahudi itu leluasa sekali karena Angela pingsan. Nafasnya mendengus, bibirnya menjalar keseluruh tubuh Angela yang tidak tertutup. Indian yang anaknya telah binasa setelah dibius, diberi perangsang dan dinodai itu, tertunduk. Lalu suatu saat dia menoleh pada si Bungsu. Lelaki asing itu dia lihat tertunduk dan matanya basah menahan berang dan tubuhnya yang basah bermandi peluh. Dia melihat di bawah cahaya terang 100 watt dalam kamar itu, betapa lelaki itu berdarah tentang pergelangan tangannya yang di borgol.
Dia tahu lelaki ini ingin melepaskan borgolnya. Usaha nya justru membuat borgol itu memakan daging tangannya. Tapi dia melihat sesuatu ditangan si Bungsu, seperti pisau kecil. Rupanya dalam usaha membuka borgol itu, membuat samurai kecilnya yang terselip dilengan itu meluncur turun.
Sebuah samurai kecil tergeletak dilantai. Perlahan Indian itu mendekati si Bungsu. Mengambil samurai itu dan menelitinya.
"Milikmu?"si Bungsu mengangguk. Dan indian itu tiba-tiba bergerak cepat. Dia meraih tangan si Bungsu, meneliti borgolnya. Kemudian ujung samurai yang tipis itu dia masukkan ke lubang borgol. Waktu itu yahudi diseberang sana selesai. Dia melekatkan pakaian, kemudian melangkah meninggalkan kamar tahanan.
Lelaki itu menoleh pada si Bungsu yang tersandar, pada Indian yang terbaring diam, sambil melambaikan tangan. Kemudian dengan wajah berpeluh berjalan keluar. Begitu dia lenyap, Indian itu bangkit. Melanjutkan pekerjaannya. Dan hanya selang dua menit, borgol itu terbuka. Meski terbuka hanya sebelah, namun bagi si Bungsu hal itu sudah lebih dari cukup.
Dia bangkit, tapi satu hal dia hadapi lagi, pintu kamar mereka terkunci dari luar. Tengah dia tegak bingung, lelaki indian itu memberi isyarat dan dia berjalan ke pinggir kamar yang berdinding batu. Si Bungsu masih tetap ditempatnya. Tiba-tiba indian itu menghantam dinding itu dengan kepalan tangannya, dinding itu jebol! Dia hantam beberapa kali dan dinding itu rubuh.
"Keluar lewat sini…" imbaunya.
Si Bungsu yang ternganga akan tenaga Indian itu buat sesaat masih termangu. Indian itu sudah keluar. Si Bungsu ikut menyelinap dilobang yang pas-pasan badan itu. Dia menyelinap dimana kamar Angela terbaring dalam keadaan tak berkain secabik pun.
Cepat dia menutup tubuh gadis itu dengan kainnya yang terserak-serak. Dan ketika dia memangku tubuh gadis itu dipintu, dia melihat indian besar itu telah tegak disana, sebuah senapan otomatis tergenggam ditangan nya.
"Kemana jalan keluar bisiknya?"bisiknya.
Tanpa banyak bicara indian itu berjalan duluan, menyelinap keluar dan mendapatkan tubuh anaknya di altar. Hanya kini tubuhnya sudah ditutupi kain putih bersih dengan lambang salib terbakar ditengahnya. lambang klu Klux Klan!
Indian itu menatap anaknya, kemudian bergegas mencari jalan keluar markas ini nampaknya terdiri dari tiga bangunan. Di tengah ketiga bangunan itu altar tersebut berada, dekat pintu si Bungsu mendapati tubuh terkulai .Barangkali lehernya patah. Dan si Bungsu menduga, orang ini adalah pengawal yang dibunuh oleh tangan si Indian untuk mendapatkan bedilnya.
Mereka berlari cepat dengan si Bungsu masih memanggul tubuh Angela. Si Indian membawa si Bungsu kegedung kedua. Disana mereka menyelinap, masuk mendapatkan beberapa kamar tertutup namun tidak terkunci. Di sebuah kamar si Indian menyelinap masuk. Kemudian keluar lagi, dia meyerahkan bedilnya pada si Bungsu.
"Anda jaga jangan ada yang masuk…"kata indian itu singkat.
Sekilas si Bungsu melihat kampak besar yang dipakai untuk membunuh kedua gadis di upacara itu berada ditangan si Indian. Indian itu sudah menyelinap lagi kedalam kamar. 
Si Bungsu mendudukan Angela di sebuah kursi di ruang tengah. Dan dari dalam tiba-tiba dia dengar erangan panjang. Dia menghambur kedalam dan Indian itu dilihat tegak dengan kampak berlumur darah. Di tepi kamar dilihat si Bungsu sesosok tubuh, yang segera dikenal si Bungsu sebagai lelaki besar tinggi yang membunuh kedua gadis malam tadi, yang salah satunya adalah anak dari indian itu. Kepala lelaki yang berwajah indian itu terbelah dua, persis seperti kepala gadis yang dia bunuh setelah dia gagahi diatas altar tersebut.
"Cepat kita tinggalkan tempat ini…."kata Indian tersebut saat mereka berjalan keluar.
Angela terbangun dari pingsan yang hebat. Dan mulutnya terbuka untuk memekik. Namun Indian itu bergerak cepat. Sebuah pukulan menghantam tengkuk gadis itu. Dia pingsan lagi. Indian itu tidak menunggu lama, dia membopong gadis itu keluar. Si Bungsu mengikuti dari belakang sambil mengawasi dengan bedilnya.
"Jalan ini…"ujar si indian sambil berbelok kekanan.
Nampaknya dia hapal daerah ini. Jalan yang dia tempuh menuju mobil pick-up putih. Indian itu bertindak cepat. Mereka masuk, dan dengan merenggutkan kabel kontak, mengadu kabel positif dan negatifnya mobil itu hidup. Kemudian seperti dilonjakkan menghambur kearah jalan. Memasuki padang rumput, kemudian beberapa kali tembakan terdengar dari rumah tersebut. Kaca belakang dan dinding mobil berkeping dihantam peluru. Namun Indian itu mahir sekali. Dia melarikan mobil itu, berbelok-belok. Beberapa menit kemudian mereka sampai dijalan raya, mobil itu melunjur dalam udara pagi yang dingin. 
Angela siuman. Dan memekik kuat-kuat. Gadis itu amat terguncang atas perlakuan yang dia terima tadi malam. Dinodai oleh si yahudi pemilik rumah judi tersebut dan dia kembali memekik.
"Kuasai diri mu nak…"kata si indian itu sambil tetap melarikan mobil dengan kencang. 
Angela menangis terisak. Kemudian merebahkan dirinya ke bahu si Bungsu yang duduk dikanannya. Si Bungsu hanya diam. Tangannya memeluk bahu gadis itu dan membelai kepalanya.
Mobil itu dilarikan kencang membelah udara subuh. di arahkan ke jantung kota Dallas. Si Indian terus memacu mobilnya, dan tiba-tiba saja mereka sudah berada dihalaman sebuah rumah bagus.
Bangunan rumah itu cukup besar dan berpekarangan luas, namun tidak berpagar. Seekor anjing besar muncul dan menggonggong. Si Indian membuka pintu, anjing yang luar biasa besarnya itu menerkam. Indian tetap duduk dengan diam. Dan begitu anjing itu sampai kedekat dia, tangannya terulur. Entah dengan cara bagaimana, tiba-tiba saja leher anjing itu berhasil dia cekik dengan tangan kirinya yang berada di sebelah pintu yang terbuka. Anjing itu meronta, mengggelepar. Namun jepitan tangan si Indian itu kuat seperti jepitan besi. Lalu tubuh anjing itu diam tak berkutik. Dengan sekali ayun tubuh anjing yang besarnya tak kurang dari manusia dewasa itu tercampak hingga dua depa. Indian itu meraih senapan yang tersandar dekat si Bungsu. Meletakkanya di pangkuan Angela.
"Turunlah. Masuk kerumah itu. Lelaki yang menodai mu itu berada dalam rumah ini.Jangan khawatir, dirumah ini dia tinggal sendirian. Paling-paling yang ada hanya seorang pengawal atau ajudannya. Dia bisa kau bereskan dengan senapan ini…"
Si Bungsu terheran-heran. Nampaknya si Indian kenal betul dengan sindikat klu Klux klan ini. Atau sekurang-kurangnya dia kenal betul dengan si yahudi pemilik rumah judi itu.
Angela turun, setelah si Bungsu turun duluan. Gadis itu bergegas masuk dari pintu depan yang nampaknya tak terkunci. Begitu masuk, seorang lelaki yang di kenali Angela sebagai petugas di rumah judi malam tadi, datang menghadang. Namun matanya terbelalak melihat tubuh si Indian yang berdiri di belakang Angela. Tangannya bergerak kebalik jas, meraih pistol. Angela mengangkat bedil. Namun sebelum bedilnya meletus. Lelaki yang didepannya sudah terjungkal. Dikepalanya persis tentang dahi, tertancap kampak besar! Indian tersebut bergerak lebih cepat.
"Kamarnya di sebelah kanan yang pintunya bercat hijau…"Indian itu berkata seperti memberi petunjuk pada Angela. 
Gadis itu segera menuju kesana. Memasuki ruangan tengah yang seluruh lantainya beralas beludru berwarna putih. Di sebelah kanan ada pintu berwarna hijau, ditengah ruangan itu ada sebuah taman dengan air mancur dan ikan-ikan dari tropis yang berwarna-warni. Angela membuka kamar dengan bedil yang siap dimuntahkan. Kamar itu seluruh lantainya berwarna belundru biru. Di Pembaringan yang besar lagi antik, tertelentang sesosok tubuh. Si Yahudi! Angela menarik picu bedilnya. Namun sesaat sebelum itu, dia teringat sesuatu. 
Dia memindahkan sasaran tembaknya dari kepala kebahagiaan lain. Tembakannya menggema. Menghantam paha si yahudi. Yahudi tersebut terbangun dan meraung. Dipintu dilihatnya gadis yang baru yang baru dua atau tiga jam berselang dia tiduri di tahanan, kini tegak dengan bedil yang masih mengepulkan asap. Bibirnya bergerak-gerak pucat dan ketakutan. 
Demikian takutnya yahudi besar itu, hingga tak ada suara yang keluar dari mulutnya. Dia pulang hanya dengan seorang pengawal. Siapa nyana, sebelum matahari terbit, orang baru saja dia nistai, dan siap untuk dijadikan korban dalam acara klu klux klan, kini muncul seperti malaikat maut.
Angela tak segera menyudahi nyawanya. Dia memberi isyarat pada si Bungsu. Dan si Bungsu tahu maksud isyarat itu. Dia mendekati pembaringan. Tapi saat itu pula yahudi itu meraih sesuatu dari bawah bantalnya. Sepucuk pistol!
Pistol itu dengan cepat diarahkan pada si Bungsu, dan sebelum si Bungsu Bereaksi, sebuah ledakan bergema, lelaki itu terpekik. Pergelangannya hancur, pistol tercampak. Angela ternyata bertindak lebih duluan!

An appreciation to Mr. Makmur Hendrik....
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“kau tak akan selamat Saburo. Aku bersumpah akan menuntut balas dari akhirat. Kau akan mati dibunuh oleh Samuraimu sendiri. Akan kau rasakan bagaimana senjatamu menikam dirimu. Kau akan ditikam oleh Samurai yang kau bawa dari negerimu. Ingat itu baik-baik. Aku 
bersumpah…..”

Tikam Samurai bercerita tentang kisah hidup seorang anak muda yang berasal dari desa Situjuh Ladang Laweh, yang terletak di kaki Gunung Sago, Sumatra Barat. 

Tragedi bermula dengan penyerbuan sepasukan kecil tentara Jepang di sekitar tahun1942 ke desanya. Kebengisan tentara 
Jepang mengakibatkan ayahnya tewas di tangan Saburo Matsuyama, seorang perwira lapangan dan ibu dan kakak perempuannya ikut menerima dampak buruk dari perlakuan prajurit Jepang.
Si Bungsu nama anak muda itu, satu-satunya yang selamat di keluarganya. Samurai yang 
ditinggalkan oleh Saburo menjadi sarana latihan untuk mulai meretas jalan menuju Jepang untuk 
menuntut balas. Ia akhirnya menciptakan jurus Samurai yang khas yang dapat memenangkan 
pertarungan demi pertarungan melawan para penjahat bahkan prajurit Jepang sendiri. Beberapa 
prajurit Jepang melakukan harakiri untuk mengakui kekalahannya menghadapi si Bungsu.
Berbagai peristiwa unik dengan latar sejarah akhirnya mengiringi perjalanan si Bungsu menuju 
Jepang. Berkenalan dengan anggota pasukan khusus Inggris Green Barret dan bertarung dengan 
Yakuza. Dia akhirnya berhasil menemukan pembunuh keluarganya, Saburo Matsuyama, musuh besarnya di Kyoto, dan mengantarkan Saburo untuk memilih harakiri setelah dikalahkan dalam pertarungan Samurai sejati oleh si Bungsu.

While China was distracted, an intercontinental ballistic missile test was carried out in the Indian Ocean from an aircraft carrier of the Royal Navy.
The result was successful as expected.
The missile tested this time was a projectile that was preparing to launch its own satellite.
The Indian Ocean was chosen as the venue for the test-firing because Kazakhstan was an inland country without an ocean, and if a launch test failed and fell on land, a catastrophe would occur.
This gave the tactical nuclear weapons, which President Nazarbayev left, a projectile capable of flying them beyond Shanghai, China.
The test-firing was conducted publicly.
It was intended to confirm Kazakhstan's capabilities were.
There was no state to dispute for flying intercontinental ballistic missiles as there were no restrictions on the range of missiles, so it was open to the public. It was done this way as there was nothing like this that could scare the enemy.
It was like saying that all Chinese vessels operating in the Indian Ocean or the Pacific, as well as mainland China, were within the range of Kazakhstan's ballistic missiles.


"Your Royal Highness. Why don't we take this opportunity to reveal the existence of the laser gun? China is also developing laser guns, so they must've guessed the existence of our guns to some extent."


Prime Minister Kasim, who came to discuss pending state affairs as well as to deliver the news of the successful launch of a ballistic missile, asked.


"There is no reason to be so kind. If the Chinese army doesn't wander at the border, no one is going to get hurt anyway."

"I would like to open it as a deterrent. If they know what they'd be facing if they get caught near the border, they won't dare to provoke us. It's to prevent damage to our army."

"That makes sense if we think about the soldiers who were killed this time, but I'd like to wait and see for the time being. I'd like the Chinese military to suffer more for a little bit. I don't want to throw away the opportunity to publicly disgrace the Chinese army, which boasts of being the strongest in the world. It's going to be a good opportunity to demoralize the enemy troops." 


If the Chinese attempts of attack failed a few times in a row, the morale of the Chinese military would hit rock bottom.
On the other hand, this would serve as a good benefit to the Kazakh Army.


"Listening to your word, I think it would be okay to wait a little longer. I'll leave it as a secret weapon for now."

"Tell the army to be consistent with defensive warfare. We can't beat China with our capacity. It's the way to preserve our forces by refraining from excessive attacks."


The mysterious fighter crash and the painful defeat in the Pamir Plateau had a tremendous impact on the morale of the Chinese troops.
In addition, armed independence struggles were taking place in Tibet and Xinjiang Uyghur, which inevitably caused confusion.
Especially in Tibet, which had been stable, armed struggle for independence broke out and countless soldiers and police were dead or injured.
Not knowing where to focus, the Chinese military was suffering a huge turmoil.
Kazakhstan had been making a big fuss over China's mishap, and the world had been criticizing China's inhumane behavior day after day, and these also played a role in affecting the Chinese soldiers' morale.


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In the southern district of the Chinese military, the South Sea Fleet, which was in charge of the South China Sea and Southeast Asian waters, was also stationed, with its forces included one aircraft carrier, three tactical nuclear submarines, 25 conventional submarines, 24 small and medium-sized destroyers, 11 amphibious vessels, and 18 missile patrol boats.
At first glance, it seemed to be a great force but it was far below the force of Kazakhstan's Indian Ocean Fleet.
This was because the Kazakh Navy's vessels were all the latest missile ships.
In particular, the Aegis destroyer boasted the strongest of its class.
China's Southern Fleet had recently been expanding its sphere of activity into the Indian Ocean, and the conflict between China, which was trying to build a naval base in the Maldives, and India was deepening.
It would not be strange to confront each other right away.

The Kazakh Navy, which was operating in the Indian Ocean, was also wary of the Chinese Navy's movements with great tension as the border between Kazakhstan and China had been closed.
Until now, the Chinese Navy's navigation tendency had shown a pattern of moving close to the Indian Ocean.
This was partly aimed at saving fuel costs by shortening the range of the voyage, but on the other hand, it was a strategic move to stimulate the Indian Navy.
The reason behind the action was the confidence that the country's naval power was ahead of India.
Although the Indian Navy was furious about China's actions, it could not take any action because Chinese vessels were skillfully sailing in the international waters.


After being informed that China's southern sea fleet was heading for the Maldives from the South China Sea, the South Kazakh Navy and the Indian Navy began tracking it down.
Admiral Jun had received a full text from his subordinate two days ago, so he was agonizing over how to strike the Chinese fleet.
Once again, if it were to sail close to the Indian Ocean, he planned to draw it from international waters into the Indian territorial waters.
It was a little dangerous, but if the Kazakh vessels could push the Chinese fleet to the Indian territorial waters by sailing close to the Chinese fleet and luring it, there would be a cause to attack the vessels with laser guns.
The laser guns placed on the Kazakh ships were fixed and boasted high power of 100 kilowatts, which was far greater than what the Army had.
This was because frigates and Aegis destroyers had great power generation capability. 
China's fighter jet, which was shot down at the Kazakhstan border recently, more did so because of the pilot's panic rather than a laser gun.
A thorough analysis of the collected fighter jet debris showed that the laser gun did not have a direct impact on its crash.
Unlike the mobile type possessed by the Army, the laser gun mounted on ships exerted the power of a rocket launcher.
That much power could sink a small boat right away and damage a destroyer with a sturdy hull.
The most vulnerable place in the warship was the bridge, and if the bridge was destroyed, the warship would become useless.


In the open sea where it was led to the Indian waters northeast of the Maldives, three 052C Lanzhou-class air defense destroyers and three Jiangdao-class frigates were moving. 
The Lanzhou-class vessel was equipped with a pivoting type radar and a fixed phased array radar, but the surveillance distance was short and it was not capable of tracking many targets at the same time.
At that level, it was a little better than the Kazakh Navy's new frigates as they also had radars comparable to the Lanzhou-class, and had a number of missile vertical launchers.

The Chinese fleet began to panic when three frigates of the Kazakh Navy, which discovered the Chinese fleet, approached the international waters where the Chinese fleet was located, out of the Indian Ocean.
The Kazakh Navy was rushing straight toward the Chinese fleet.
If there was any intention to attack, the vessels had fired missiles, but there was no such sign, which put the Chinese ships into confusion.
Chinese warships immediately began to evade the attack as they thought the Kazakh vessels were running with the collision in mind.
The Chinese side intended to avoid armed conflict as much as possible because the vessels were dispatched with the aim of going to the Maldives.
Also, they could not attack recklessly because not only the Kazakh Navy but also the Indian Navy were lined up nearby.


As the Kazakh warships, which had been rushing recklessly straight ahead, stopped at about three kilometers from the Chinese fleet, the Chinese Navy also aimed at the Kazakh ship in response.
Even though the act of pointing a gun at the other side in international waters was considered hostility, the Chinese fleet did so to protect itself.
If so, the Kazakh Navy could also respond.
However, the Kazakh Navy's frigates were circling around the Chinese fleet, keeping only a reasonable distance, rather than responding.
And after a while, there were no signs of attack, but the bridge of six Chinese destroyers exploded in an instant.
Six Chinese warships lost their sense of direction when all the ship's command died and the function of the ship's navigation platform was paralyzed.
The Indian Navy was also at a loss as to what had happened.
It was strange to see the bridge being blown up like that, even though no missiles were fired.
The Chinese warships were shaking along with the tide as they lost the ability to steer, and when they entered Indian waters, the Indian Navy stepped forward and disarmed the Chinese Navy. 
The situation was so absurd that the Chinese Navy could not resist.
With the command gone, they no longer had the ability to hold out.


A smile hung around the mouth of Admiral Jun, who was watching the series of events.
It was a situation that no one could doubt.
All the Chinese naval sailors were also watching.
Who could explain the situation in which the bridge burst at the same time as if it were a promise?
If there's anything suspicious, it was that the Kazakh frigates came close about three kilometers away from them.
The laser gun had a range of four kilometers, and that was why they had maintained that distance.


For China, something crazy had happened.
There were no battles, but six warships were captured, but they could not complain.
It was because the warships had trespassed into Indian waters without permission.
Who would believe if the warships that violated foreign waters lost the ability to sail?
It was a mistake to sail close to the Indian sea leaving the wide-open waters.
With explosions without a known cause, it only seemed that the Chinese fleet brought it to themselves by entering the Indian waters.
As for the Indian Navy, it was a windfall.
Six Chinese warships and 1,500 sailors were captured.
The benefits in return for handing over warships and prisoners to China would be enormous.
The Kazakh Navy did not get involved in any of India's events.
The Navy insisted on its stance that it was only operating on the Indian Ocean and that it had nothing to do with the incident.
It was done so, as it would only be troubled for revealing its involvement in the Chinese warships' explosions.


The capture of Chinese naval forces in the Indian Ocean by Indian naval forces surprised the world.
It did not make sense that the Chinese Navy, which would have fought rather than being captured after its invasion in the ocean, was disarmed by the Indian Navy.
On the other hand, The Kazakh Navy, the main player in the incident, was pretending that it had no idea, saying that it was interesting as it happened during a joint operation with the Indian Navy, but was not aware about the incident that much.

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

The cold light with Lou Cheng's punch ran close to the ground, instantly hitting the opponent who was almost within reach. The punch left a trail of frost as if bringing early winter to the Indian summer.
Lin Que seemed as if he had stepped on a landmine. His leg was swallowed by the snow-white "blaze" rising from the ground, forming a layer of translucent ice.
He could not help shivering and slowed his move to seize Lou Cheng.
The time was now! Lou Cheng moved to his brother-in-law's side. He concentrated his qi, blood, and force, concentrated and they rose, lifting his muscle so he seemed larger than ever.
In a sudden snap, he whipped out his metal-like right punch from below with a tremor force. It made a sharp ringing sound through the friction against the air currents.
At such a distance, he did not have to worry about Lin Que dodging him!
That scene stunned Li Mao and the rest speechless as if they were watching a fight between warriors of physical vulnerability!
Since when can Cheng use his Power of Frost?
In the Youth Tournament last August, he did not show this even in the final two most challenging rounds!
In just a month, he has made a breakthrough in his supernatural ability and transformed it completely?
No wonder Coach Shi tried to send Journalist Shu away. This really was a "surprise" for Shanbei!
On the arena, Lin Que seemed still affected by Ice Burning. He subconsciously pulled the left side of his back, trying to dodge toward the right but was hit straight in the ribs by Lou Cheng's single whip.
With a sudden snap, his body trembled violently. His bones and muscles, skins and channels, all collapsed and contracted as his qi, blood, and force, concentrated and surged. It seemed that Lou Cheng only managed to hit the air. The shock from the burst also vanished.
He twisted his waist at a sharp turn at his waist and his Big Dan gushed. Lin Que's muscles bulged one by one, scraping the airflow at high speed and causing a series of sounds that excited the audience.
Yin-yang Twist, Dragon Whispered!
Leveraging part of the borrowed force, Lin Que swung his arms. He threw a violent punch, attacking his opponent's lower abdomen at close range.
When he was simulating the explosion of the Dan state, he did not use the Meteor force. Once he had completed the genuine Force Concentration, he may not be able to do it in his current state.
They were so close Lou Cheng could hear his opponent's breathing. He knew one passive move would only force him to be more passive. An old saying went that victory would go to those who take the initiative. Thus he gritted his teeth and induced Double Explosion.
With a swing and lift of his right arm, he threw his punch.
Boom!
The shock waves coming from these punches caused a strong wind in the arena. Lou Cheng swung his body and withdrew his right arm, attempting to transform the coming force into Mega Avalanche. But he found only emptiness, without any force for him to borrow.
Lin Que's violent trembling had yet to cease as he moved like a puppet. He stood on the side, condensing the incoming force and the force from himself. Almost bursting out of his martial arts suit, he charged furiously at his opponent like a meteor storm!
This was the perfect mix of Yin-yang Twist and Force Concentration!
Double Explosion!
The wind snapping and sizzling, Lin Que turned into a mountain made of metal and was about to close in onto his opponent. Their distance was less than a step away.
Lou Cheng's weight shifted and moved sideways. He lowered his body and dodged the attack. He kicked at his opponent's weak point on his lower body, trying to make Lin Que lose balance and fall by himself.
Just then, Lin Que's body became still and screeched to a stop, the same way he did at the beginning of their match.
The sound of the friction was sharp and terrifying. He restrained the accumulation of his power and stopped just before Lou Cheng's right foot before his kick made contact.
Almost immediately, Lin Que took a step forward and skillfully avoided this attack. He threw his right arm from below with a snap, so furious that it could break even metal and stone!
Depending only on the mysteries of Yin-yang Twist and Meteor Blast, he had sustained himself this far using the Force Concentration and the borrowed force!
Under such circumstances, Lou Cheng decided to withdraw his Qi and blood and brought together in the Dantian. He reached out his hands expressionlessly, with his blue tendons, vessels, and muscles bulging.
He used one hand to grasp Lin Que's fist and the other to pull sideways.
Boom!
The attack threw his right hand backwards and his fingers kept shivering. Thanks to the pull, the false grasp of Lin Que's fist, and the unloading of the force in his palm, he managed to avoid a fracture.
He dared not stubbornly resist and retreated two steps back along the counterforce.
With Lin Que's successful attack, he stepped even harder and approached Lou Cheng in record time.
Lou Cheng exhaled suddenly and used his Force Concentration again, bringing the Qi and blood back in the Dantian and steadied himself.
His martial arts suit stretched tightly over his body, outlining his muscles. He moved his left shoulder and threw out the arm. His punch crackled in the air, aiming for the middle of Lin Que's torso.
Lin Que managed to fend off this punch with his arms. He tried to visualize and adjust his posture again, borrowing and released force with his Yin-yang Twist.
However, he was fundamentally different from Lou Cheng because he had not reached the explosion of the Dan stage yet. So he could only release a little force and his head also fell back with this hit.
Lou Cheng followed him without any hesitation, delivering his Thunder Roar Zen persistently and furiously.
Boom!
Lin Que shivered violently, feeling dizzy and frozen in place.
Before his master announced the outcome, Lou Cheng stopped and sighed quietly to himself.
His brother-in-law was just recently promoted and the limit of his body had yet to realize the change, thus he was still in the level of normal Eighth Pin of the Dan stage. He was not strong enough to complete the serial explosions. Otherwise, he would have put an even tougher fight.
A fighter at the normal Eighth Pin of the Dan stage could make Double Explosion at most. Even Zhou Zhengquan who was training to improve his endurance could only do the Triple Explosion. Though Lou Cheng's previous opponents, Qiu Lin and Meng Jiefeng were Eighth Pin fighters, they were professionals and their physical bodies were closer to the Seventh Pin.
Lin Que's consecutive moves in the beginning had impressed Lou Cheng. Lin Que had showed a completely different fight mode from before. If not the breakthrough of his Power of Frost and his preliminary understanding of Ice Burning helping him to interrupt Lin Que's moves, he would have likely lost.
Was this the powerful and historical Dan stage?
His brother-in-law has made such amazing progress in mere three months since his breakthrough. Peng Leyun had already received the certificate of the Sixth Pin after entering the Dan stage two years ago and also had the Unique Skill of the Thunder Sect. What about himself?
One could not realize it through mere videos and could never develop a deeper understanding of it without experience.
Thinking of these, the giddy self-satisfied feeling he had since winning the Youth Tournament vanished.
He had underestimated Peng Leyun!
Breaking out of his reverie, he watched Lin Que who was standing there stupefied and panting. He said with an honest smile,
"You have to work on your physical strength."
He knew that any other comments would have annoyed Lin Que since his brother-in-law was such a proud and aloof person. It was better to give direct suggestions.
Lin Que came round again. Without saying anything, he turned back and walked down the stone steps. Near the end of the stairs, he paused and gave a gentle nod.
Lou Cheng exhaled and turned toward Yan Zheke, who wore a complicated expression. She seemed both deeply moved and sorrowful.
Since young, Lin Que had always been her idol.
...
In the late September after the military training, Yan Xiaoling hurried to the square with He Zi and Mu Jinnian.
Today was the recruitment day for all student organizations!
They did not hesitate or allow themselves to get distracted by the cosplayers and advertisements. They headed straight for the Martial Arts Club stand. There were a large group of students there, almost forming a line.
"We came so early, but we still have to wait." Yan Xiaoling pretended to sob.
She had become more comfortable with her roommates.
"Isn't it because a certain someone woke up late today?" He Zi lifted her two palms helplessly. There was a change to her style today. She wore a cartoon T-shirt, shorts, a pair of sports shoes, and a backpack. Only her round-shaped glasses remained the same.
"Ah, I'm exhausted after the military training." Having queued up, Yan Xiaoling noticed the one manning the stand was Cao Zongming.
Just as she was thinking if she should be shameless and enter through the back door, Mu Jinnian patted her on the shoulder and pointed to another direction. "Here comes your idol."
Ah? Idol? Lou Cheng! Yan Xiaoling turned around and saw Lou Cheng who was usually separated by a screen appear by the stand.
The real person was even more charismatic!
It was him in real life! In real life! Having cheered, Yan Xiaoling stepped back and hid behind He Zi as if she had transformed into a cowardly quail.
What to do? What to do? Lou Cheng was just right there...
"Didn't you say you'd throw yourself at Lou Cheng to get an autograph and photo once you see him?" He Zi turned back and asked indignantly.
"I-I'm nervous. I-I can't even talk." Yan Xiaoling hung down her head, stared at her feet, and stole glances at Lou Cheng from time to time. "He Zi, He Zi, can you ask him for me?"
He Zi glared at her. "Had you not acknowledge me as your godfather, I'll definitely not help!"
Er, how many godfathers had she acknowledged... Yan Xiaoling suddenly thought of this issue.
He Zi took the notebook and the marker from Mu Jinnian and ran to Lou Cheng. With a smile, she said, "Nice to meet you! Can you please give me your signature?"
Lou Cheng had long noticed Yan Xiaoling but pretended not to recognize her to hide his habit of visiting his fan forum. He smiled.
"Sure."
He took the notebook and signed it.
Thinking for a moment, He Zi added, "Can you write 'for Quail'?"
"Of course." Lou Cheng agreed easily as a way of thanking Yan Xiaoling for her contributions to his fan forum.
He wrote a 'for' and then paused.
"What's wrong?" He Zi asked in confusion.
"N-Nothing. Let me look at my phone." Lou Cheng laughed with embarrassment.
Damn it. How to spell quail?


Here martial arts are no longer intangible legends. They have been passed on from generation to generation and from century to century. After the confrontation with science and technology, they have completely integrated into modern society and all kinds of martial arts competitions are taking place across the country as superiority among scholars are hard to reach a consensus but not as difficult among martial artists!
Lou Cheng has inherited the lost skills of the greatest martial arts sect. Towards his original dream and the glory in his heart, he advances step by step, becoming the warrior of this modern city and the hero of the era!

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