Malaki ang pasasalamat ni Amber ng makaligtas siya sa fatal heart failure. Para sa kanya, isang biyaya ang mabigyan ng pangalawang buhay. Subalit hindi niya inaasahan na may kalakip palang sumpa ang biyayang natanggap niya. 

This is a story about lies, death, revenge and second chance.

Noah Asher Cortez, an amateur freelance photographer, was invited to a three week vacation with his best friend Lester. Checked-in on a cozy boutique hotel, there he meets Lena. Lena, a beautiful, mysterious, moody girl. The girl that will change his life forever.

A Legendary Samurai killed thousands of enemies long ago. He was famous in the name, Tiger, and his sword as Tiger Saber. But one day, he faced an enemy with the same level of his skills and during the fight he got sent into the Modern World, Japan. Unable to do anything because of the confusion, he found out that his sword shrunk and lost power. His sword contains "Soul Seal" to activate, without it, it was an ordinary knife. The Soul Seal's that he's finding can be found at Human's Soul. To extract the Soul Seal from Human's Soul, he needed to extract the depression along with it

Determined to fix his sword and go back to his world, he's going to enter the world of depression.


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"Kaori Karasawa…"
Lou Cheng murmured the name, turning to the direction of the Japanese representative team. The girl in the yukata looked towards him as well with a demurred gaze that portrayed no hostility.
Yet, among all the opponents he's faced so far in the tournament, Lou Cheng clearly knew that she was going to be the strongest— the title of Top Seed wasn't there for nothing!
The Xinzhai Sect dated far back in the history of Japanese martial arts. It was a hybrid between local Kendo and Buddhism Zen methods brought over by a Chinese missionary. Their daily trainings incorporated self-cultivating activities such as flower arrangement, tea ceremonies and painting which promoted the search of one's "true self". When it came to combat, it was famed for its speed and viciousness. Their movements were mysterious and explosive, and practitioners excelled in blind fights and messy fights through their Mind Reader. One of their moves, the "Flying Dragon Takedown" was said to be extremely fast, and that once executed no opponent at the same stage could dodge it. They might not even be able to parry it if they did not see it coming.
It was two sides of the same coin with Peng Leyun's inferior version of Cloudless Thunder Blade but different greatly in presentation. When Peng Leyun clapped his hands together, his opponents could tell it was time to calm down and focus on dodging. Flying Dragon Takedown, however, gave away minimal warnings. By the time one sees the move coming and activates a reaction, more often than not they would have already been hit. Of course, it can't be any faster than the speed of lightning, so there was still a chance of dodging or parrying it if one stood reasonably far away from the caster.
In short, the Xinzhai Sect was a Japanese Kendo Sect that was deeply influenced by Buddhism, and Kaori Karasawa, before advancing to the Inhuman stage, wowed the whole nation with her martial arts imbued with Kendo which gained her the title of "a genius that appears only once in every three thousand years".
Originally, if both sides were roughly at the Inhuman stage, weapons were allowed in arena battles. However, since most of the Inhuman contestants in the King of Youth Pro League only made the breakthrough recently, there wasn't much confidence in their control over their abilities. Therefore, to prevent scenes of splattered blood and sprawling corpses, weapons were prohibited. Not being able to take on her enemies in her strongest form, Kaori Karasawa was only at 90% of her full strength.
Even so, she came up on top in the Top 8s fight against the No.2 Seed, Veigar, who was specialized in hand-to-hand combat. At that point it seemed like she was destined to be the champion.
Huff… Lou Cheng exhaled. The results didn't disappoint him, but rather pleased him.
To him, he had achieved everything he came for. He began morphing, entered the top 4s, and secured a large amount of prize money. Under such circumstances, he's more than glad to experience martial arts from other cultures to broaden his horizons and gain experience.
There were many more opportunities for him to fight Peng Leyun in the future, so there was no rush. On the other hand, he wouldn't get another chance to fight Kaori Karasawa for a long time, perhaps not even in two or three years. If he missed this chance, there was no certainty as to when he could experience the Xinzhai Sect kungfu.
Since he didn't get Gusai, he would rather clash with Kaori Karasawa!
The fighting spirit in Lou Cheng boiled. He could feel his muscles tingling and his blood flowing faster. He looked forward to the semi-finals on the night after the next.
No matter how strong the opponent is, there is a chance of me winning!
Who would throw in the towel right after seeing the matchup!?
...
Over at the Japanese representatives' side, Kaori Karasawa curved her lips into a lovely smile, seemingly pleased with getting Lou Cheng as her opponent.
She tilted her head, quickly sizing up her enemy. From the corner of her eye, she saw Masane Otake, the researcher with unkempt hair, walking towards her.
"Kaori-chan, I'm counting on you!" he gushed with a bow.
"Hm," replied Kaori Karasawa absently. Scenes of how the match would play out against Lou Cheng were already flashing through her mind.
...
"Good, you don't have to fight each other," said Zhong Ningtao, happy at the results of the lot drawing.
Moreover, Peng Leyun against Gusai practically secures a place in the finals. "Wild card team"— mission complete!
Having taken down Wahku, who was a lot stronger than Gusai, and with the experience of dealing with Heart Reflection Punch, Peng Leyun's chances of winning could only be higher than before.
"Not bad, not bad," agreed Lou Cheng absently. Rapidly working his fingers across the screen, he informed Ke of the result.
"Kaori Karasawa."
A reply soon came from Yan Zheke.
"Seems like the Eastern hosts have given up…[sits with a blank expression]"
"Haha, that's what I thought too. It's probably because Gusai doesn't stand a real chance against any of us, and Shengxiang has already outdone Nanzheng and Miluo by securing a place in the Top 4s, so it doesn't really matter to them now," agreed Lou Cheng, adding on.
"Right, right. There's no need for underhanded tactics anymore. [laughs while covering mouth]" replied Yan Zheke. "Cheng, are you fated to be enemies with Japan? Somehow you keep drawing into them. First it was Ichiei Sakata, then Mouko Yamashita, and now Kaori Karasawa. Are you planning to take their entire representative team down by yourself?"
Ichiei Sakata, Mouko Yamashita and Kaori Karasawa were the strongest in the Japanese representative team, so beating them was no different from defeating their whole team.
"Pfft, now that you mention it, there must be bad blood between us in our past lives, if not why do I keep running into them? [confused expression]" replied Lou Cheng. "Kaori Karasawa is extremely strong. She has mastered the "Qi" stage and had the 6th Dan Black Belt for almost a year. At her full power, she has blades in her hands. I think she might even be stronger than Peng Leyun right now, I'll consider myself lucky if she doesn't beat me to a pulp. It's not at all likely for me to overpower her."
I'm not being humble either, just stating facts. Better not brag about something I'm not confident about in front of little fairy.
"I believe in you, brother Cheng~" Yan Zheke sent a cute gif of [a monkey whipping hearts out of its tail]. "I'm sure you'll do well!"
Though I can't say you have a good chance of winning, since lying gives you bad karma!
But it's strange that Cheng keeps running into Mighty Ones from Japan. Hmm, this whole four nation competition thing is strange from the start… To think they gave us four wild card invitations. And there was that mysterious woman knocking on the door at night…
Yan Zheke looked up while pressing her lips together, debating the possibilities in her mind, but she just couldn't piece everything together. Quickly cutting off her thoughts, she began paying close attention to the class again.
…
Back in the live-stream thread, "Eternal Nightfall" Yan Xiaoling had sent a "sighing while spreading arms" at the results of the lots drawing. 　
"What's this? Weren't the Eastern hosts going to pull strings?"　　
If they did, then Lou Cheng would be matched against Gusai and sail smoothly to the finals.　
"I overestimated their pride. Who knew they would be satisfied with top 4s? [wipes at a face full of tears]" replied "Unparalleled Dragon King".
"It's to be expected. If it was Wahku entering the finals, it wouldn't raise much objections, but to send Gusai to the finals through manipulation is far beyond shameless. Who will join their competition next time?" replied "Road to the Arena", who was mentally prepared for the result.
"Then I overestimated their shamelessness…[spits]" replied "A Plumber Eating Mushrooms".
"Enough about that, the main question now is, what are the chances of my idol winning against Kaori Karasawa?" asked "Brahman".
"20% at best," replied "Pig-Riding Knight". A sensible estimation.
"Lou Cheng had trouble handling an all out Veigar, not to mention Kaori Karasawa! Even though "a beautiful girl genius that only appears once every three thousand years" is exaggerating, her strength is definitely the real deal," replied "Unparalleled Dragon King".
"Depends on whether she lets her guard down, or whether she sustained injuries from the tough fight against Veigar. Lou Cheng always outdoes himself, so we don't have to worry much from his side," replied "Invincible Punch", who had almost made Lou Cheng his own example.
"I'll enjoy the match along with my snacks then. *cries* [wipes tears with handkerchief] " replied "Brahman".
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening! [rolls on the floor while covering ears]" replied "Yan Xiaoling".
...
After the lot drawing ended, Lou Cheng and the rest returned to the hotel. Among them, the exhausted Ren Li along with Peng Leyun who still suffered from the lingering effects of "Hidden Scent", returned to their rooms without a word. Ann Chaoyang, on the other hand, stationed himself in the lobby sofa, watching as strangers passed by, listening to the songs played from his earphones. He enjoyed the solitude in the middle of passing crowds. 　
Lou Cheng freshened up, then cuddled up in his bed, chatting with Yan Zheke as he went through the footages of Kaori Karasawa's fights, courtesy of "Unparalleled Dragon King". Nothing out of the routine for the past few days.
But he didn't dread it. Enjoyed it even.
The hotel had two exits, where two groups of suspicious people loitered around respectively, watching and waiting. Time passed, yet none of the members from the Wild Card Team went out alone.
"Aren't they way too obedient? Why aren't they going out for some fun?" muttered the leader among them, gritting his teeth. "Shengxiang's red light district is world-class famous."
Aside from the usual stuff, there were some real kinky shit out there!
"The China teams in the past always had people sneaking out at night," said the man beside him, confused.
"Maybe it's because these four are weirdos…" sighed the leader. "The girl doesn't even go shopping, isn't she wasting her trip here?"
"Ren Li is bad with directions, their guide has requested her to only go out with his company," explained the other man.
"I heard she can't memorize faces as well. Who knows when she'll forget what her guide looks like," said the leader, fantasizing about the possibilities.
"Not as if she can't memorize the face of someone she sees everyday," said the other man, his voice growingly dejected.
…
After two more days of tough training, the disqualified Ren Li and Ann Chaoyang volunteered to spar against Lou Cheng in turns.
"The Big Devil" Peng Leyun on the other hand, with the experience from fighting Wahku and the negative effects of Hidden Scent lingering in him, opted out for most of the sparring exercises. It wasn't until six hours before the match began that he fully recovered from it.
August 25th, 8 P.M. People with burning enthusiasm flooded into the Shengxiang stadium.
In the first match, Peng Leyun almost lost from playing around too much again. He only put up a fierce retaliation after completely experiencing a full set of "Six Paths of Reincarnation Punches", beating Gusai by a hair after exchanging their final moves.　
He had to drag out a battle that could have been ended in a minute to one that lasted for ten minutes!
Fifteen minutes of theatrical performance ensued. Once again, the referee stepped onto the arena, beckoning to both sides.　　
Lou Cheng stood up slowly, phone in hand. Across him, Kaori Karasawa dusted her Kendo suit, then rose.　　
The Top Seed VS Miraculous Youth!


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!

Zhao Fu smiled – if even the golden dragon was that shocked, that meant that the Emperor Phoenix Statue was definitely quite extraordinary. Great Qin definitely had to continue collecting Phoenix Qi.
After going outside, they saw a golden phoenix with a wingspan of ten meters giving off a bright golden light flying in the sky. Its movements were incredibly elegant, and its cries were quite pleasant to listen to. Countless birds were attracted over, and they flew behind the golden phoenix, painting a beautiful scene.
Traces of a black aura rose up from the ground, and Zhao Fu could feel Great Qin's Fate continuously becoming purified. The golden phoenix's light also caused Zhao Fu's body to go through changes, and sensing this, the golden dragon and black dragon within Zhao Fu's body cried out.
Following this, the Emperor Phoenix returned to the Heaven Prayer Platform and became a crystal statue again. Zhao Fu went back into the hall and had people take Sun Hanxiang and the other women away.
Zhao Fu did not participate in the daytime event. Instead, he took care of some other matters. Soon, it was night time, and this event was one that Zhao Fu had to participate in.
After going to his bedroom, the four women were already there – they had all had makeup put on them, and they were all wearing women's clothing, looking even more enchanting than before.
Sun Hanxiang, Wei Qing, and Xu Liuyi's expressions were all quite unpleasant, and they stood in the corner, not willing to approach, while Bai Xihan was already in the bed.
Zhao Fu walked in and coldly looked at the three women as he said, "You can get in the bed yourself, and we can keep things amicable; don't make me use force!"
Hearing Zhao Fu's words, they thought that Zhao Fu wanted to take their bodies by force. Their faces paled, and they slightly hesitated as their eyes became filled with tears. They then went to the bed. They had never suffered such humiliation before; if it was before, they would rather have died than suffer this humiliation.
However, after being made concubines by Zhao Fu and being restricted by Great Qin's Fate and Emperor Phoenix Statue, they could not even die.
However, hearing that they could at least keep things amicable, they decided to get on the bed; after all, that would be better than being forced by Zhao Fu. With their strength, it was impossible to resist Zhao Fu, and they would still lose their bodies.
After the four women were all lying on the bed, Zhao Fu took off his outer clothes and laid on the bed, but he did not do anything after.
Since they were so reluctant, it was impossible for Zhao Fu to actually force them. Even if he did force himself on them, he would just have some temporary pleasure, while they would definitely try to find ways to commit suicide afterward. With their personalities, they would definitely do such a thing; this was obvious.
Even if they didn't die, they would never serve Great Qin, and Great Qin would lose them forever. After all, they were Great Generals, and losing them would be a great loss to Great Qin.
Right now, Zhao Fu just wanted them to accept the position they were in and slowly change their minds, as opposed to harming them.
Zhao Fu was on the rightmost side of the bed, and next to him was Bai Xihan. She was still just as cold-looking, lying there like a block of wood and not moving at all. Her breathing remained steady, and it was as if she was lying on the bed by herself.
If it wasn't for the fact that Zhao Fu could sense the heat from her body, he would have thought that there was a corpse beside him.
After lying down and pulling the blanket over himself, Zhao Fu did not move. Sun Han Xiang, Wei Qing, and Xu Liuyi inwardly let out sighs of relief, while Bai Xihan opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Zhao Fu.
Feeling her eyes on him, Zhao Fu also looked over, and their eyes met. Bai Xihan did not say anything and continued to look at Zhao Fu with her cold eyes.
This made Zhao Fu feel quite curious, and he asked the question he had wanted to ask the previous day, "Why were you willing to become my concubine?"
Bai Xihan expressionlessly replied, "This is Great Qin, and you are the ruler of Great Qin; also, I like domineering men. If my body is useful to Great Qin or to Your Majesty, I'm willing to give it up!"
Hearing her words, Zhao Fu couldn't help but feel a trace of respect – this was a woman who was willing to give everything for Great Qin.
However, her Loyalty was only 60, yet if she really did decide to serve Great Qin, she would be completely loyal to it to the death.
Moreover, as Zhao Fu thought about it, he realized that her heart was most likely still at the parallel world's Great Qin. She was loyal to that Great Qin, and even though she was willing to serve Zhao Fu's Great Qin, her heart was not here.
Zhao Fu lightly nodded and said, "Sleep early!"
It was past 8 PM, and because the New Year Dreamland had opened, Zhao Fu could not dally and waste time.
As for sleeping with them, he did not have to worry about being assassinated. After all, they were restricted by Great Qin's Fate, and with the golden dragon, even if Zhao Fu entered the New Year Dreamland, they would not be able to succeed.
After entering the New Year Dreamland, Zhao Fu once again became a little Nian, and he started fighting, continuously killing other Nians. His level became higher and higher as he collected more and more New Year Points.
"System announcement! The New Year Dreamland is about to close, and the Dreamland Rankings will be revealed. The top 1,000 rankers will all receive prizes."
Soon, it was time for the New Year Dreamland to close. Zhao Fu's gains were better than last time, and he wondered what his rank would be this time.
Number 1: Tina Pendragon, 210,000 New Year Points!
Number 2: Caesar Augustus, 190,000 New Year Points!
Number 3: Minamoto Jin, 170,000 New Year Points!
Number 4: Si Ji, 160,000 New Year Points!
The person in first place was Tina Pendragon again, and because of her performance the previous night, no one was too surprised. The second-ranked person was the Roman Empire's Caesar Augustus, which made many people quite shocked.
No one had expected the third-ranked person to be someone called Minamoto Jin. He was a Japanese person, the successor to Japan's Imperial Family
Japan's Imperial Family had always been a single family, and even though Japan had been controlled by various different factions throughout the ages, the Imperial Family and the position of Emperor had always existed.
Minamoto Jin was a dark horse in this competition, and countless people felt quite shocked. After all, Japan was not very big, so it did not have much Fate. In previous events, it had always been the major Dynasty Legatees taking the top spots.
A Japanese person taking third caused all of Japan to erupt into celebrations – indeed, this was something worth celebrating.
What also surprised many people was that no Chinese person had entered the top three, and Great Xia's Legatee had only ranked fourth.
Countless Chinese people's expressions darkened, and their hearts were filled with disappointment. However, seeing that Great Qin's Legatee was still not within the top ten, they felt a bit better. Not just China's factions, but many factions all over the world were quite happy.
Zhao Fu's gains this time were a bit better than last time, but he was still only ranked 31st.
He had only been able to achieve this with his sword qi and his Sovereign Bloodline. He wondered what methods the other Dynasty Legatees had used; their methods definitely weren't weak at all.


“Ding! Soulbinding has been successfully completed; you will now head to the Heaven Awaken World.” After hearing this, Zhao Fu’s vision darkened as he fell to the ground.

With bleak prospects in the real world, Zhao Fu’s life is turned around when countless crystals fell from the sky one night, which people could use to enter an alternate, game-like world. After obtaining an ancient Chinese empire’s legacy, Zhao Fu uses his intellect and resourcefulness to develop his own empire from a tiny village. However, with enemies both in the real world and in the Heaven Awaken World, he must make brilliant decisions and use creative schemes to survive.


Zhang Zian quickly went downstairs and planned to visit Sun Xiaomeng's clinic to see what she was doing. He also wanted to refresh himself by taking a walk outside, now that his brain had been filled with endless English letters.
Passing the checkout counter, he casually said, "I'm going out. I'll be back in a minute."
When he spoke, he didn't look at Lu Yiyun because she was always immersed in painting when there weren't any customers in the store.
As he walked past the checkout counter, he suddenly felt a strange look come from behind him, and he stopped walking to look back at Lu Yiyun.
She was staring at his butt.
"Is there a stain on my trousers?" Zhang Zian patted his behind, wondering if the chair he had sat on up on the second floor was dirty and had stained his pants.
"No, no! Nothing! Nothing!" Panicked, Lu Yiyun came back to senses and hid her head into her digital drawing board, pretending to draw.
Zhang Zian thought her expression was off, but he couldn't tell why. Having no time to think about this issue, he rushed out the door.
After he left, Lu Yiyun patted her chest and felt relieved. 
"He almost found out," she muttered to herself, now that she was alone in the store.
"Quack! What did he find out?"
A voice suddenly sounded from above her head.
"Ah!" She screamed and looked up. It turned out that the talking grey parrot had landed on the shelf above her head and was staring at her painting on the computer screen.
On the screen, she had drawn a handsome young man. The style of the young man was like the common heartthrob from Japanese manga, but the outline of his face resembled Zhang Zian's to some extent. 
The young man in the painting was handsome indeed, but for some reason, he seemed to look a little gay.
"No... nothing..." Lu Yiyun couldn't help but want to conceal her intentions, even if the one who asked her a question was just a bird.
"Quack! What a handsome guy. Yiyun, is he your dream lover?" Richard flew to the desk, looking closer at the character sketch on the screen. 
"No, he's the protagonist of my comic," she replied.
"The protagonist of a comic..." Richard squinted and opened its beak, revealing a narrow arc. "What's his name?"
"Well, I haven't thought about that yet."
Lu Yiyun was so bad at naming her characters. Every time she needed to name a character in her comic book, she would have to search for names desperately on the internet.
"Quack! In that case, I think I can tell you a good name." Richard's smile carried a dangerous implication. "Would you like to hear it?"
She nodded. "What's the name?"
Richard solemnly said, "Nowadays, everything is in line with international standards, especially comics. Because comics are image-based and only have a small number of words, they're easier to understand for people of different languages."
Lu Yiyun gaped in surprise. She thought that this gray parrot was intelligent and its words were making a lot sense, so she listened to it more attentively. This was indeed the case with comics. By simply translating the dialogue between characters, a Japanese manga could be easily understood by Chinese, American, and German readers, and vice versa.
Seeing her falling into its trap, Richard continued. "Now, there are many people who come to China to study and travel. For instance, the exchange student Masanori Suzuhara who was here a few days ago. If you want to make your comic's audience bigger, you should give a Chinese-Western name to the protagonist, so that the readers abroad can better immerse themselves in the story." 
Lu Yiyun nodded vigorously. "What would be a better name then?"
Richard was about to reveal its real intentions. It excitedly fluttered its wings and cried, "Quack! How about Billy Zhang?" (Translator's note: Billy Herrington is an American pornographic film actor.)
Billy Zhang?
Lu Yiyun thought that this name sounded a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it from.
"Oh? How do you know his last name is Zhang?"
She suddenly realized that she'd never told Richard that she planned on using the last name Zhang for the protagonist. How did Richard figure it out?
"Quack! Don't mind the minor details!" Richard carefully observed the styling of the young man, shook its head, and changed the subject. "This styling isn't going to work."
"Why? What's wrong with it?" Lu Yiyun felt a little upset from Richard rejecting her design.
Richard raised one wing and pointed at the screen, "You've done a good job with painting, but this style is too Japanese and slender, which is really common on the internet, but isn't easily recognizable."
Lu Yiyun stared thoughtfully at the screen and re-examined her sketch objectively. Indeed, as the grey parrot said, the protagonist's styling was handsome, and had been painstakingly designed by her. However, this Japanese girly styling was extremely rampant on the internet, and her design was simply more elegant than others, but it had no distinctive features to make it recognizable. 
"Then, what styling would be better?" she humbly asked for advice.
Her mind was immersed in the comic world and she'd forgotten that she was talking to a parrot. Since she often talked to her cat Jasmine at home, Zhang Zian often talked with the cats, dogs, and parrots in the pet shop, and Little Celery often talked with the hamster and lop-eared rabbit, she didn't feel like talking to animals was unusual. 
Richard rolled its black eyes and said slyly, "Why not paint him as a muscular guy? A muscular guy with a good-looking face? What do you think?"
Lu Yiyun immeditaely became inspired!
Right! Another identity of Zhang Zian's was a prestigious Master of Wing Chun Kung Fu. She heard that he practiced boxing almost every day. Under his ordinary clothes, he definitely had huge hidden muscles!
With the protagonist's beautiful face and over-developed muscles, he could rip his shirt apart from time to time. The contradiction in his looks and personality would easily leave a lasting impression on the readers!
As for why the protagonist would have to tear up his clothes in a pet shop, Lu Yiyun figured that she could worry about it later.
Her thoughts were occupied with images of an attractive and muscular guy ripping up his clothes and she'd forgotten to focus on why the gray parrot had come up with this idea in the first place.
"It seems very reasonable," she said nodding. "Thank you."
Even though this meant that she had to recreate the protagonist, she felt like it was worth it.
"Quack! You're welcome. If you have any issues, feel free to ask me for help." Having successfully gotten revenge on Zhang Zian, Richard happily fluttered its wings and flew away. "Well, I'll leave you to it."
It landed on the shelf above the doorway. "Just concentrate on drawing and don't worry about anything else. If that idiot Zhang Zian returns, I'll let you know."
"Uh-huh."
Lu Yiyun gratefully picked up her pencil and started working on the protagonist's design. Without her realizing, the decision between no couples or boy love for her comic had also faded from her mind.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Red walked through the other clubs without much interest. Mist were sports clubs of one kind or another and there was even a quiz club. Eventually he arrived at the art room and found it to be extremely quiet and serene.

He saw a few people setting up painting, while one person was sculpting and another was using his painted palms to make a print work.

Red quietly knocked in the door of the room, arousing the members from their attention. They turned to look at the new person in the room.

"Hello, I am a new transfer student. May I know which club this is?" Red asked.

The girl who was busy painting was surprised to see Red speaking japanese so fluently and momentarily did not reply. 

"Oh... this is the Art Club. We learn different kind of art forms according to our interests. Would you like to join?" The young woman asked.

Red smiled. "Indeed. I haven't been one who spent a lot of time on this kind of artform, but I do have an interest in learning."

"You are welcome to join." The girl said as she turned to look at another boy, who took out a register and a letter of registration.

Red completed the formalities and then sat down. "So how does this work?"

The girl spoke. "You must decide on an art form you would like to work on, then we can guide you."

"I'd like to learn to draw first then." Red replied.

"Very well, Nobi will teach you to draw. Is there something you are confident in teach us?" The girl asked.

"I can teach you how to shuffle cards." Red said with a smile.

"Interesting, can you give us a demonstration?" Nobi asked curiously. He didn't think this could be considered an art form.

Red stretched a hand out and a deck of cards appeared in his hand from nowhere, shocking everyone. He then began to perform flamboyant and dexterous shuffle tricks that wowed the audience.

"Wow, you are really talented! I'd like to learn this if possible!" The boy who was painting with palm prints exclaimed in excitement.

"Were you a dealer at a casino?" Someone asked jokingly.

"No, I was a magician at a circus." Red laughed.

Then he sat down to practice drawing. Nobi instructed him the basics about how to hold the pencil, shading and symmetry and assigned him images to draw.

Red's first drawing was atrocious. But Nobi was stunned because his second drawing appeared to have improved much more than before.

"You seem to have a talent for drawing." Nobi said in some shock. "Your second drawing is a marked improvement."

"I'm known to be a quick learner." Red laughed.

After club time was done with, Red decided to return home. As he walked to the parking area, he saw Goutou and Yui were heading there as well. Immediately Goutou snarled at Red, who simply shook his head and ignored him and Yui.

When Yui saw this she felt her heart turn even colder towards Goutou. She was very disappointed in his actions today. The two walked towards a black audi which was parked and had a chauffer waiting.

"Yui, I'll drop you home." Goutou said with a smiling face, and Yui nodded. Then they saw Red walking towards a black and grey sports bike, taking out a bikers jacket, gloves and helmet, wearing them on.

Yui was surprised. "Red, do you have the license to ride a bike?"

Red looked at Yui through the helmet. "I've got an Internal Biker's License. You want a ride?" He asked with an innocent smile.

Yui was put in a dilemma, but eventually she shook her head. "Goutou will be dropping me home."

Red nodded. "Alright, see you tomorrow." Then he vroomed off and disappeared from the school."

Meanwhile other students saw a sports bike with a suave biker zooming out of the campus.

"Wow, who was that? That looked like an expensive school bike!"

"I think it was the new gaijin transfer student!" 

"Hey, don't use that term, it is rude. Have you heard him speak japanese?"

"I didn't realise the transfer student was a rich guy."

At that moment, the literature club finally left and came out to part from the school and heard the commotion.

"Red has a sports bike? How can he drive it? Isn't he seventeen?" Rin asked in shock.

The others simply shrugged while the thick rimmed glasses admirer of Rin snorted. "Just a rich show off that's all." He said rudely.

Meanwhile Red drove down to a famous bar in Shibuya to have a drink. With his confident experience, and being an obvious foreigner, he didn't have issues getting a drink. "Ha, can't wait to get to eighteen when I don't have to deal with this drama." He thought.

He had come here to establish first contact with Agent L's representative in Tokyo. Soon, a person who seemed to be in his twenties, Japanese, approached his table directly and sat down.

"We've been keeping tabs on you. I must admit, you move quick. Do you think you can get close to the Haruta family?"

"I can see the way forward, but I would appreciate if you don't rush me." Red replied as he sipped his cocktail. "What about the thing you promised me?"

"L did say you would bring it up. It will be supplied within a week." The man explained.

"How do I address you?" Red asked.

"You don't need to know. I'll appear if we need to talk." The man said.

Red laughed. "Very well. I have to head to a concert. I'll take my leave." Red got up and began to leave.

Hours later, Red drove his bike into an apartment complex and parked. He headed to the twentieth floor. As he was about to enter his new apartment, he found a familiar person entering the apartment beside him.

"It's you?"

"You love here?"

The two simultaneously asked each other. The woman was none other than Mayumi, the academic beauty from the literature club earlier.

"So Mr. Transfer Student lives here. Are you staying alone?" She asked.

"Yes." 

"Then come to my house for dinner. My mom makes good food!" Mayumi said, pointing to the grocery bag in her hand. "She will just begin cooking now."

"As long as I'm not interrupting." Red replied.

Mayumi entered the house and immediately called out. "Mom, the new transfer student moved in next door. I called him in for dinner."

"Oh? Invite him in. It's good I asked you to bring more stuff than required." Mayumi's mom replied.

A famous underground thief known as the Silver Thief is recruited by a mysterious agency on a tailing mission in a high school. However, the secrets exposed are vast and conspiracies unravel that threaten to destroy the earth as it was known. Mysterious Artifacts, Cults, Secret Treasures, all are ready for the taking.

"Excuse me--" Tony Stark was delighted in his heart and quickly walked towards the man on the bridge.

The figure on the bridge was surrounded by clouds and fog, but it seemed to be fixed on the spot, always keeping the attitude of running and screaming without moving.

Tony Stark was puzzled. Unconsciously, he was gradually approaching the figure, and the cloud and mist were also constantly dissipating, and more stone bridges appeared.

As he guessed, this stone bridge was indeed connected to one of the sacred mountain cloud platforms.

The figure on this bridge should have run down from the sacred mountain cloud platform quickly.

Tony Stark's footsteps are getting slower and slower, staring cautiously at the figure on the stone bridge, and slowly approaching, he called a few times, but the figure on the bridge never responded, nor moved!

The cloud around the figure gradually became clearer. It was not cloud and fog, but an unfolding painting scroll that surrounded him.

The painting itself is composed of a light curtain, and only the two scrolls floating behind the person can indicate that it is a painting.

The cloud surrounding the old man is the projection of the surrounding sea of clouds on the painting.

Even more bizarre is that the old man surrounded by the painting gave Tony Stark a familiar feeling, as if Tony Stark had seen him before.

And more closer him, the stronger this familiarity!

That was an old man, stooping his body, but it gave a very tall and powerful feeling!

"He seems to be Mr. Aristotle who lives in the first household in heaven village ..."

Tony Stark was getting closer and closer, and he was naturally familiar with the first household in heaven village.

When he was not blind six years ago, he often ran out to play, and when he ran out of heaven village, he always met Mr. Aristotle who lived in the first household.

It was a very kind old man, always holding a chisel and a hammer, standing on the shelf beside the archway of Heaven chisel stones, and every time he saw Tony Stark, he always joked with Tony Stark.

After the accident broke out, Tony Stark couldn't see anything in his eyes, but he always say hello with Mr. Aristotle every time he passed the first household in heaven village.

Mr. Aristotle is in heaven village, and it is naturally impossible to appear here.

However, the old man on the bridge really looks like Mr. Aristotle!

Tony Stark summoned the courage to walk forward step by step, silently said: "He could not be Mr. Aristotle, because Mr. Aristotle has been staying in heaven village! In the morning, Mr. Aristotle also talking with me ... "

He could not help feeling cold on his back: "The people on the bridge must not be Mr. Aristotle!"

The old man on the stone bridge was getting closer and closer, Tony Stark's eyelid twitched quickly, and he could see the face of the old man clearly.

The hump-backed old man on the bridge is indeed the Mr. Aristotle in his memory!

After Tony Stark became blind, he tried to recall every detail of the person he knew well, fearing that he would forget it, and the old humpbacked man on the bridge matched every detail of Mr. Aristotle in his memory!

Tony Stark stopped, "The person on the bridge is Mr. Aristotle, then who is Mr. Aristotle in heaven village?"

Who is Mr. Aristotle who talks to him every morning and is kind to him?

He looked carefully. In front, there was a diamond-shaped wound in Mr. Aristotle's eyebrow. From this wound, he could see the scene behind his head.

This should be a sword wound.

A sword pierced his head.

Tony Stark closed his eyes and saw the wound in the heart of Mr. Aristotle's brow. His eyes suddenly began to ache, as if sword light burst out of his eyes.

In his mind, the voice that made him repeatedly nightmare sounded involuntarily.

jingle jingle...The sound of bells flying.

It was a roaring from the holy sword breaking through the sky, like countless jingle sounds were connected in a line.

Six years ago, he looked up and saw the holy sword that issued the sword roar, causing blindness in both eyes!

"It was the big sword that pierced Mr. Aristotle's head! But why is Mr. Aristotle's wound so small?"

Tony Stark endured hard of the pain in his eyes, opened his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Mr. Aristotle, why did you die here? How long have you died? Was it six years ago? Then, the Mr. Aristotle who accompanied me for six years Who is it? Is he your spirit ... "

Mr. Aristotle was still running before he died, making a scream, no one knew what he was calling, but his right hand extended with his five fingers spread out, that he was holding up the painting, as if he was going to use the painting to resist something.

The painting is composed of a light curtain, reflecting the surrounding scenery, but there is nothing in the painting.

It is more like a very thin transparent mirror that can be bent.

Tony Stark reached out his palm and gently stroked the painting. Suddenly the picture seemed to be some waves on a calm lake.

Tony Stark quickly withdrew his palm.

In front of him, the painting has changed.

The cloud on the painting gradually dissipated, replaced by a large lake marsh, a hundred miles of large lake marsh.

In the painting, there was a sudden flash of thunder, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

Tony Stark stared blankly at this scene, and the content of the painting was constantly changing, leaving him a little puzzled.

Suddenly, the mountain was shaking in the middle of large lake marsh,and a lonely alligator of god was tossing in countless thunder and lightning, shaking his head and wagging his tail, vomiting thundercloud lightning!

The sky was dark, and only the light that burst out when the thunder and lightning erupted illuminated large lake marsh briefly.

And the god alligator stepped on the large lake marsh, tailed the mud and waves, opened his mouth, seemed to devour the stars and moon!

Its abdominal cavity bulging and deflation, and suddenly, Devastating thunderous sounds came into Tony Stark's ear!

That thunder sound is the sound of the alligator dragon transforming into a ture dragon,breathing,survive the disaster,molting changes.It is also the water dragon chant that turns the river and the sea at the time of turning the ture dragon!

"Does this painting reflect what I have in mind?" Tony Stark was deeply shocked.

What he was thinking about before was how he could practice into alligator dragon roared and leave this place!

In his heart, he repeatedly thought about the alligator dragon roared method, thinking about how to construct the picture of the alligator dragon in his mind, completed the visualization, and then touched the painting, and the picture of the god alligator surviving the disaster appeared in the painting!

Everything have a cause.

There must be a reason for this change in this mysterious painting. The reason for the change in its picture is most likely from Tony Stark's contact!

"If it's what I thought caused the change in this painting, then why is the alligator dragon roared it displays more profound than Mr. Ice mirror taught?" Tony Stark surprised.

The next part of furnaces evolution alligator dragon roared, Need to visualize the alligator dragon, based on which thunder sounds.

Ice mirror took them to find the alligator dragon. Tony Stark had heard the thunder sound from the alligator dragon, but not as there when the alligator dragon in this painting turned into a dragon shocking!

"Mr. Ice explained the tricks of alligator dragon roared, mainly on the sound of alligator dragon thunder sounds, but the tricks revealed in the painting of the god alligator change to water dragon show, it seems, like ..."

Tony Stark hesitated: "It seems more than Mr. Ice said!"

From this painting he saw that the key of alligator dragon roared in the four thunders.

disaster thunder,breathing thunder, molting changes thunder and water dragon chant.

The key of alligator dragon roared that Tony Stark learned from the painting are three more than Ice mirror said!

"Mr. Ice can't go wrong naturally, and he doesn't need to hide it. The reason why he didn't talk about it is because he didn't understand all?"

Tony Stark is a little unbelievable. Mr. Ice mirror is definitely a great man. When he met other people in the village in heaven, when he mentioned Mr. Ice mirror, everyone in the village said that Mr. Ice mirror was very powerful.

Mr. Ice mirror 's magnanimity is extraordinary. He taught Tony Stark that the chapter of furnaces evolution does not seek return at all, and it is impossible to hide.

He didn't teach Tony Stark the other three tricks, only one possibility.

That is, in the alligator dragon roared,there is only the breathing thunder, excluding disaster thunder, molting changes thunder and water dragon chant!

That is also to say, the alligator dragon roared displayed in the painting is much complete and perfect than the alligator dragon roared known by Ice mirror!

"Or it can be said that this painting can fill in the deficiencies of alligator dragon roared!"

Tony Stark thought of the key: "This painting can complete the alligator dragon roared, then can it complete other achievement method? If even other achievement method can be completed ..."

His heart was pounding quickly.

He understood the reason why Mr. Aristotle went deep into stealing the painting!

At this moment, the god alligator in the painting is transforming into a water dragon in thunder disaster, the god alligator's ups and downs are large and powerful, revealing the set movement of alligator dragon roared and the part action in it.

Alligator dragon out abyss!

Alligator dragon tumbling!

Alligator dragon swinging tail!

Dragon battle Wilderness!

Alligator dragon on spine!

Dragon swim curved swamp!

Tony Stark learned these six action from Ice mirror, but because he didn't see it with his own eyes, he learned it apparently right but actually wrong.

In the painting, although there are only six part action, under the practice of the god alligator in the painting, it seems that there are thousands of part action, no repetition!

Tony Stark looked heart beating, and the brass clock suspended above his head began to turn again. He was decomposing every movement of the god alligator in the painting into steps according to the time required to complete the movement, thus deepening memory.

"To practice the alligator dragon roared, you need to integrate the four thunders in the furnaces based on the chapter of furnaces evolution. To achieve this step, you need excellent coordination of body, consciousness and vitality air."

Tony Stark had just thought of this. Suddenly the strange sword roar came again. The god alligator who survive the disaster in the painting in front of Tony Stark was suddenly cut off by a sword light, it's head separated with body, and it's died in desperation!

There was a shock in Tony Stark's heart, and that sword suddenly came, destroying the six big action of alligator dragon roared, beheading the god alligator.

The thundercloud in the painting dissipated, and the large lake marsh disappeared without a trace.

"This painting is empty and can only reflect the surroundings from my heart. I didn't think about the holy sword, but the holy sword appeared in the painting. That will be only one possibility!"

Tony Stark sweated out of his forehead, and immediately looked into the cloud and mist: "That holy sword is nearby now!"

Tony never imagined that in the heaven village where I lived for more than ten years, he was the only person.
He didn't even think of a hundred-mile radius outside the heaven village, a famous uninhabited area.
When the teenager opened his eyes, that the world in imagination was collapsed, and the reality of the monsters and elfins are running in front of him appeared.
There are dangers everywhere in the night, and you must stay alert and walk like on the thin ice.

The story-teller was 10 years old. My grandmother went to school every day and had a happy life under the serving of the Lin family. For she was considered a young lady of one of the five family clan who had power over Taiwan back before the emperor was executed.
The kids in the clan were going off to school, and as they pass my grandmother they would all stare at her not because she was ugly. The kids stare at her because she was different. For she was require to take etiquette training instead of normal classes. The story-teller learned many type of servitude as a lady of the family, such as the art of serving tea, painting, writing and reading in both Japanese and Mandarin. At ten years old, she felt the pressure of all the things a lady was supposed to learn.
        There was no holiday for the kids back then. There was no Christmas, since it was a western religion, and there was no Thanksgiving because there was nothing to be grateful for. Everything you have is because you earned it yourself. Of course there were parts where my grandmother was treated with extra care and food simply because of her heritage. Still, despite her circumstances, my grandmother was taught to love and to care.
        At the age of 22 my grandmother met my grandfather on a bus. He had just entered the bus when he saw her, the bus was bright and kind of stuffy, and the people were packed tightly together. When my grandmother first saw the young man she saw him muttering to himself, then suddenly he puffed up his chest and went up to her and spoke in Japanese. Now this was during the time period where Taiwan had just gained its independence and was slowly recovering but yet this young man dare to speak in the Japanese language really surprised my grandmother. They then begun talking slowly getting to know each other, finally my grandmother found out that this young man had spent the years of the revolution in china where he had stayed before escaping to Taiwan before the communist could take over.

This is the story of a boy and his grandmother. They talk about life, death, and anything in between.

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