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Initially, Meng Fan had plans in the afternoon and evening of the 14th: a meet-and-greet and a CV concert. Since he got 10 points of attributes and the title of [Professional Manga Artist], he decided to crank out some comics and skipped the events.
It was hard to start drawing the first part of volume one, then, he couldn't stop.
The first part for "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" was longer than "Guide to Campus RoMANce" and "There's a Spirit Underground." In addition, all the other parts had at least 20 panels, with an average of 22 to 25 panels, meeting the daily serial criteria for Japanese manga magazines.
Naturally, he wanted to submit his manuscript in Japan, get approved, then get serialized.
It was challenging, but Meng Fan was confident in himself.
He already prepared the outline, details, characters, and scenarios. While the new attributes made Meng Fan start over, he also improved and fixed what he already did. With a draft in place, his drawing speed wouldn't be slow. 
He started on the second part at around midnight. He did 25 panels, with 3-5 pictures per panel, which totaled more than 100 pictures. It took him just three hours to draw all of them, including post-production work.
If people knew how quickly he did all of this, they'd be shocked.
Usually, comic artists who were serialized in Japan needed five days to a week to finish one part, and that's assuming they had assistants doing the post-production and other work.
Meng Fan's Hand Speed at +20 was ten times faster than an average comic artist — not including some who weren't so skilled or who drew by hand. Fast Hand Speed alone wouldn't be able to achieve all of this in three hours. Combined with supernatural Drawing Skills and Imagination, however, it was possible.
There were many advantages to having great Drawing Skills; he barely needed to fix anything, and he was much more expressive. An average artist would need a lot of room to express something, but Meng Fan just needed a few strokes.
Meng Fan's drawing was not fancier. If anything, it was simpler. But, these simple strokes were striking and touched one's soul.
OK, in spite of all this, Meng Fan still overestimated himself. It wasn't possible to draw five parts in one night.
When he finished the second part, it was already 3 a.m. Meng Fan could stay up all night easily, and he was too excited to sleep. He stood up and moved a little, then kept drawing until 6 a.m., finishing the third part.
When the third part was done, he was tired and slept for around two hours. For the fourth part, he agonized over a plot development, spending almost two hours to convince himself and fixing the content. When he was finally done, it was around 1:30 p.m.
Great!
This will do.
Meng Fan ordered food, took a quick shower, then grabbed his manuscript to go downstairs. In the corner of the hotel lobby, he wolfed down some food, then asked the hotel for a car to go to Akihabara.
Akihabara, on the boundaries of the four commercial districts of Kyoto, was once a street of electronic stores. Now, it was a street popular with fans of the AGCN culture (animation, games, comics, and novels).
If the Akihabara of the electronics era was a steely, masculine guy, then the district today can only make you say, 'So pretty, like a cute boy.'
Akihabara was the purpose of Meng Fan's trip. He was a true homebody, so Akihabara, a haven for AGCN culture, was a must-see on his visit to Kyoto. He really was visiting the mecca today, he was meeting Eiichiro Oda!
When Meng Fan got off at Akihabara, he could see elements of the AGCN culture everywhere. There were many people dressed in cosplay such as waitresses in maid costumes in front of coffeeshops.
After he waited a while at the scheduled meeting place, a thirty-something man showed up. The man didn't need to look too hard; Meng Fan was very recognizable. The man knew it was Meng Fan from a distance away as he said to himself, "This guy is really tall and good looking."
"Are you Meng-san?" The man asked. After Meng Fan nodded, he introduced himself. "I'm Hiroji Wada."
His Chinese wasn't very standard, but he could communicate without problems.
This Hiroji Wada was the referrer Meng Caiju found for Meng Fan. The man was the son of a senior person at Toei Animation. In the credits of some well-known Japanese comics-turned-animated films, one could find the name of... his father.
Hiroji Wada worked in licensing rights of Japanese animations in China and collaborations with Chinese animation and games, which was how Meng Caiju could get half an hour of Eiichiro Oda's time with a phone call and have Hiroji Wada pick up Meng Fan personally.
"Meng-san, I'll take you on a tour of Mr. Oda's workshop first. Around three o'clock, he rests for half an hour. Normally, it's excellent if he can see you for ten minutes. I hope you understand."
As Hiroji Wada led Meng Fan toward their destination, he reminded Meng Fan of do's and don'ts, such as no questions about the plot of "One Piece," or any gossipy things not related to comics and more.
The Oda workshop was pretty much Eiichiro Oda's home in Kyoto. He both lived and worked here.
Meng Fan had heard of the habits of the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda, such as how he slept between two and five in the morning, and how he worked the rest of the day, working 16-hour days!
Of course, he didn't draw the entire time he worked, there was also plot discussions, looking for elements of scenarios, characters, and more.
A renowned comic artist, even though they have many assistants, still had a huge work volume. Also, Eiichiro Oda was a manga artist who insisted on doing a lot of the post-production work — such as the timeline — himself.
Very soon, they reached the Oda Workshop, a quiet place in a bustling area.
"Hiroji-san."
Hiroji Wada had made an appointment. As soon as they walked in, an assistant in the workshop came over to greet them. These assistants all wanted to be manga artists eventually, so they were very polite and respectful toward Hiroji Wada, someone with a connected dad in the industry, and Meng Fan was treated well by association.
Hiroji Wada had been there before, so he wasn't fascinated by everything like Meng Fan. He found a place to sit while the assistant took Meng Fan around the place.
Inside the workshop, "One Piece" elements could be seen everywhere: private bar, popcorn machine, making the place resemble a playground. There was also a claw machine filled with characters from "One Piece," none of which were available in the stores; Meng Fan was so envious.
After their tour, Meng Fan asked for the restroom and excitedly entered the "Jaws"-themed restroom.
The workroom for Eiichiro Oda and his assistants was not open to the public, so Meng Fan didn't go in there.
Then, Meng Fan met the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda.
The maestro looked like his photo. Like many OP fans, Meng Fan was most concerned about the man's health. There were rumors of him having health problems earlier. Now that the man looked well in person, Meng Fan was so happy.
After an emotional introduction, Meng Fan chatted with Eiichiro Oda as a fellow manga artist. He didn't rely on a translator, using just his phone to help. Since his phone was connected to a streaming device, translation was fast and communication was easy.
Initially, Eiichiro Oda thought Meng Fan was just a fan of manga rather than a colleague. The older man was happy to discuss elements of the industry and became surprised by Meng Fan's comprehension of the art form. Drawing Skills, Settings, and Scriptwriting weren't just a number; the information in each category made Meng Fan's comments outstanding. While what he said wasn't groundbreaking, Eiichiro Oda acknowledged the younger man's level of knowledge and was into the discussion. 
Meng Fan also asked some questions from his creative process and drawing experience, which Eiichiro Oda was happy to answer.
After some chatting, Eiichiro Oda then asked if Meng Fan also created comics; he took out the manuscript.
As soon as Eiichiro Oda saw the material, he looked focused and energized.
After another half-hour, Meng Fan said goodbye to Eiichiro Oda and Hiroji Wada at the workshop, leaving for Shueisha. In Meng Fan's hand was a recommendation letter from Eiichiro Oda.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Universe 7
Planet Earth
Year 749
September 1st

This could seem like any other day on planet Earth, at first glance nothing very significant was happening...

It was a good day, without any major weather phenomenon that would register in the history books.
The world was at peace, without any monster or evil emperor trying to destroy or take over the world.

It seemed like an ordinary day...

However, in a remote mountain area that day was about to happen something of great importance… something that would completely change the entire history of this universe ... and also of the other 12 later.

An event that changed the lives of millions of people and marked an after and before in the history of manga and anime worldwide...

"You know, you're very strange, but it doesn't matter, follow me" Said a somewhat muscular little boy, who had a rather characteristic hairstyle dark hair and a monkey tail... dragging a giant fish in his back.

"By the way…
What's your name?" Asked the young and pretty girl with blue hair as she watched as that strange boy who seconds ago destroyed his car and survived several shots.

"My name is Son Goku, but I like to be called Goku.

And what's your name?" Goku asked cheerfully, since he was the first human apart from his grandfather he had seen ... and he was delighted to make a friend.

"Well ... I ... my name is ..." Said that girl, doubting whether to tell her real name or not

"Come on, tell me your name" Said Goku, who was eager to know her name

Bulma! "She exclaimed without much hope

"HAHAHA Bulma" Goku laughed ... since the name was very funny for him.

"See, that's why I didn't want to tell you my name (Bulma means panties in Japanese)" Bulma yelled angrily, but she wasn't too surprised ... since it had happened to her on other occasions

"It's a very strange name ...
Bulma ... HAHAHAHA" Said Goku, who was still laughing by the name of his new friend's name

"Goku, leave me alone, and don't laugh
For this reason I don't like children
Uhhh !!" Bulma said indignantly as she followed him ... since she had no other choice at that time

"HAHAHAH Bulma" Goku continued laughing as he dragged his catch inside his house.
This almost daily event would start the story of Dragon Ball ...

The day that Bulma and Goku met for the first time... and in this way began the search for the Dragon Balls that would unleash all subsequent events that we know

…

Everything happened as was written in the manga and as was seen in the anime... however there was something different that day...

A detail that few or none could notice at that time...

That day there was someone in the sky, who was watching everything that was happening with great attention

That stalker was Broly who watched the first chapter of Dragon Ball in exclusive direct while he was eating popcorn and drank soda with emotion.

"And that's how the great Dragon Ball adventure began.
It has been exciting, funny and nostalgic at the same ...
Also, it is the first time I see this chapter in 3D hahaha" Said Broly as he watched how Goku and Bulma walked inside Grandpa Gohan's house while Goku carried that huge fish.

Broly flew away, disintegrating with Hakai the leftovers and containers he had used during the live broadcast of the first episode and teleported back to his island.

"That has been the beginning of Goku's adventure... and also will be the beginning of my other great adventure.
Of course the most risky, dangerous and bizarre ...
But also the one that will be more profitable to me, of that there is no doubt" Broly said to himself as he looked at the sky with a defiant smile.

"These five years have been hard and tedious, but thanks to an ultra-masochistic training I managed to make that all my 100 seconds original bodies returned to their maximum potential, the 100% of the original power base of my old individual Broly body… especially thanks to my Zenkai.

My magic has improved a lot thanks to everything I have learned about Moro and the Majin Buu that absorbed the Kai's millions of years ago... I have also managed to improve the skills of my Invasion and created new techniques ...

My powers over eternity and infinity have become more diverse and mystics and in the same way I have also managed to improve my transformations, adapt better to them and know how to get the best performance ...

Also, my Omega Dragon Balls are ready

Everything is ready for the final step ... or maybe initial step"

…

Desire Realm

A lot of Broly's with little to do in the center of the universe observed the titanic's green and gold Omega Dragon Balls, which shone intermittently together

"ACNOLOGIA! GET OUT AND GIVE ME THE WISH, I DON'T HAVE ALL THE FUCKING DAY" Broly said telepathically to the Omega Dragon Balls... since that was the command that Broly thought was fun to summon his mighty Eternal Dragon.

In a huge burst of light a humanoid dragon with the size of several galaxies with a spectacular and intimidating appearance prostrated himself before Broly.

He was Acnologia, the Eternal Dragon that granted wishes to Broly exclusively, which looked at his creator with great respect and asked.

"What is your wish this time Master Broly?" Asked Acnologia with respect as he usually did.
Broly looked at his huge dragon and quite calmly, as if this was an administrative process said 

"Make it possible for me to reach the place I want to get reach.
And you know what I mean"

Acnology nodded and said "Understood ...
I will do everything I can to make it possible "

Then the eyes of Acnología shone with a red color ... the desire was being fulfilled.
"Great, I may not need your help, but...

You never know what can go wrong in this case" Said Broly  as he crossed his arms with a smile on his face.

…

Universe seven
Planet Earth

"With this desire I will be more likely to arrive ...

Let's start ... "Broly said as he extended his hand, as if he was holding something between his fingers

In the Formless Realm something appeared out of nowhere, as if it had been assimilated and had returned to its original position
It was ... a card.

"Appear ... Magnetic Force" Broly screamed as if he were Yu-Gi-Oh!

Between the fingers of Broly a card manifested, in which a person appeared flying in the image and whose text in Japanese letters said:

'This card allows the user to be instantly transported to another player in the game, providing that they have previously met them'

This was the card that Broly bought with the few points he had before being reincarnated in the Dragon Ball world.

The only skill he bought that hadn't used yet

A one-time ability that allows you to travel to the position of someone you have met previously

"Hahahaha I'm sure many didn't remember that I still had this ace up my sleeve" Said Broly, breaking the fourth wall to speak to his readers.

Broly at first seemed to bought this one-time card as a last resort to escape from the planet Vegeta in his early life.

In the event that he became the Broly of the TOEI Animation films, it was likely that the planet Vegeta could explode on his first day of life, so unless he got a ship in record time he could be roaming the space or maybe die in the explosion, so he would need this card to reach the planet Earth, using Goku as a reference, which could have been trashing his napping time and creating a possible trauma.

If he was the Broly of Akira Toriyama's recent film... and for some strange case he didn't succeed in his three year plan (he achieved it) this letter could be his last life insurance too.

However, that wasn't the real reason why he had bought that card.

Broly was an optimistic person, so he wouldn't spend so many points in and only a one-time skill for a not very likely situation… with which he could have used to bought other useful things 

In the likely event that he wasn't going to use it for those two purposes ... that expensive purchase wouldn't help him at all... and that wasn't something he would do...

EVERYTHING THAT OUR BROLY DID HAD A REASON…

EACH ONE OF HIS PLAN "A" HAS "A" PLAN "B AND "C"

AND NOW AFTER SEVERAL YEARS OF WAITING AND PREPARATION!

After assimilate and analyse "Magnetic force" with his Formless Realm and know the secrets behind its power to become part of his Three Realms

He was about to activate the plan "A" of this acquisition!

"Magnetic force On! 
ABALON!" Said Broly before becoming a light beam which flew at full speed through the sky, until he reached such an impossible speed that pierced the space, time and reality.

At that moment something unheard of happened, not only in this universe, not only in this multiverse... it was something that had never happened in any kind of reality.

Someone from a lesser reality had abandoned the limits of the creation in which was established... and was travelling to the origin of all realities by his own will.

[Have you had forgotten about me Abalon?

Have you had forgotten about me Origin Reality? 

I haven't forgotten any of you!

Did you believe that after seeing the ocean I would be happy to bathe only in a drop of water?

No ... 

After seeing the immensity of the omniverse!

After knowing the truth behind my existence!

I can no longer look the other way!

I refuse to be a small fish in a glass of water!

I refuse to be a toy in your hands!

I Broly will be the supreme being above all creation"]

I died... who cares?

Now I have  the opportunity to reach beyond the gods ... of destruction

Yes… 

Due to the bad luck of dying, to the good luck of dying at the right moment, to be deceived by a god almost on top of the realities and know how to bargain with him…

I was able to reincarnate in the body of the Legendary Super Saiyan Broly

However, unlike him, I will take the reins of my own destiny.

In addition, this time not only has anger and muscles

...

I understand the structure of this universe ... and of the entire multiverse.

I know its entire immensity

I know how insignificant I have been ... and how insignificant I am still.

I don’t plan to feel that way again…

HaHaHa Gods?

Wait for me Beerus

Wait for me Daishinkan.

Wait for me  Zeno.

I WILL BE ABOVE ALL OF YOU!

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This is a work of fiction that draws heavily upon the original source material of Dragon Ball. Please support the official release and know I claim no ownership or credit regarding the existence of pre-existing characters or content.

PDT: Read the manga of Dragon Ball Super, the history has more sense

Our days were full of joy and happiness ... All so peaceful, until the mice reappeared. Don't know where they get news about our condition, when they know we have a little money, they just come and ask for their proportion.

Really... Helen did not think there were shameless and ignorant people like them! How could they ask for money and declare that they have the right to the property we have, when it is all the efforts of my parents and the help of Mr. Anton.

Apparently they do have a rhinoceros face! Their faces are too thick, maybe even thicker than the rhino itself, so they do not recognize the meaning of the word "shame" or "self-conscious".

They kept bothering us. The climax of this is when her parents had an accident. They became one of the causes of Helen's father and mother's death!

Helen was so dejected when she heard about her parents' death. She was overwhelmed by deep sadness ... And confusion, about what she have to do and how she could live alone. Luckily, Helen's parents had a little savings they collected for Helen's college tuition later. Her father and mother also left some insurance and collateral. Though not much, but it was all enough to meet Helen's needs during her high school sessions and the funeral costs of her parents.

The greedy animal gang began to fondle Helen on the day of the funeral. They put their best "mask" to snare Helen, in order to entrust her parents' savings and inheritance to them, because Helen was too young to manage everything.

They think Helen is stupid! Besides, they assumed that Helen was too small and would not remember all the things that happened. Although Helen was still very small, but she had a strong memory! Plus, life has forced her to grow into a more mature person than other children on same age as her. Helen is not a plain little girl who will be easily influenced by the seduction of her crazy relatives even though they offer a lot of "candy".

Helen even find her relatives laughing happily! They are so happy to draw up a future plan about Helen's parents' estate. The forbidden happiness! The greed exactly, not happiness.

Greedy like rats, dirty like pigs and cunning like snakes, that's them! Huh ... In fact, maybe the animals are much better than her relatives. They are much more despicable than that. Calling them a rat, a pig or a snake is still too good!

They had long coveted the pile of Helen's parents' estate, but it was all gone when Helen's father went bankrupt and it made them all pissed off!

They blame Helen's father for that. They assumed that Helen's father and mother deliberately did so in order to make excuses not to give them any money. And when Helen's life with her parents began to stabilize again, They became even more convinced of their suspicion? Hah! It's crazy ... These guys are really crazy ... Who do they think they are? What great service, have they done for Helen and her parents, until they can assume that they have the right to her parents inheritance, as if we owe them money and property? After all, what sane man, who deliberately made a business built on his own sweat, went bankrupt, crushed, just to avoid the hordes of rats?

Helen would bet that they are so happy about the death of her parents. That means one of their rivals as the heir to the land of the grandfather's heritage was reduced.

Once, when Helen had just returned from school, she caught her relatives in their "thievery " action. Unbelievably, what they stole are not some tv or cabinet! But it's was Helen's house! They wanted to sell Mr. Anton's house to a young couple, that were looking for a house in this area without Helen's permission and knowledge.

Helen was really angry! She then confront everyone who was there. The dispute almost jeopardized Helen's safety if Mr. Michell, Mr. Anton's lawyer, did not come to intervene.

Luckily, thanks to the help of Mr. Michell, Helen managed to overcome the greed of her relatives.

Yaaahh ... As Helen said before, they were thick faced! Their faces are too thick and shrunken. Their skin is apparently thicker than rhinoceros and elephants! They will not feel pain despite being bitten by ants or other small insects. Helen doubt whether those people knew what fear and karma meant? If they were really animals, Helen was sure that they would not be smart enough to understand their own situation, even when hunters were stalking them with guns? They may behave arrogantly, then attack their hunters. They are too cocky! Maybe they'll realize it when they get shot. But that too if they were smart enough to realize it and repent, Helen doubted it.

Well ... That's the right sentence to describe their current situation. Although Mr. Michell has given a stern warning about their actions that are beyond this limit. They still behave like a king and tyrant ruler of this country.

Finally, Helen and Mr. Michell decided to bring this case to the court, because they have went too far and endanger Helen's safety. Helen wonder, what else they will do for their greed. The men had been blinded by Helen's inheritance that were less than what they owned. The inheritance and the abundant money that they think does not exist ... It's all just their imagination!

They continued to sing their allegations in the courtroom until the judge and witnesses were astonished at those people's insolent behaviors. Everyone in the courtroom can only shake their heads after seeing the behavior of these "bandits".

Initially Helen, Mr. Michell and the judge agreed to end the trial only by giving warning letters and restrictions on those rats, for them not to disturb Helen's lives and her parents inheritance, which is now legally passed on to Helen. But ... Well~ They do not know when to back off and give up!

They did not accept the judge's decision, and started acting hysterically, to pointing and slandering that the judges and witnesses in the room were unfair and had conspired with Helen and got bribed! So many accusations and insults were thrown making the judge and everyone in the courtroom boiled over in anger!

The judge also added his decision, he then asked them to pay compensation to Helen. Upon hearing that, they were getting fired and almost attacking the judge. Then the judge added a 7-month prison term and social work, to each family member involved in the greedy incident.

Immediately after hearing that they would stay behind bars for 7 months, the lickers began to panic, and apologized, asking the judge to withdraw the sentence that were imposed on them. They say, that was not deliberate, they were just confused.

(Coward, loser,  hypocrite.) Helen mocks them in her heart.

Unfortunately, their crocodile tears* can not fool the judge ... Everyone has witnessed the wild wars of this wolf in sheep clothing. No one has any sympathy for the bandits. Instead, they deeply regretted why Helen had to have such crazy relatives and sympathized with Helen for dealing with greedy rats, when she had just been away from her parents.

The judge was also too tired of hearing their thousands of reasons, the judge threatened to increase their punishment if they continued to protest, before finally leaving the courtroom.

Well ... Finally Helen can live quietly for a while. Helen knew her relatives were not the ones to give up easily! Especially when it comes to inheritance affairs! If they are not aware, then that means the door of their heart has been closed and will be difficult to save them from destruction. They are beyond help... Helen still has to make her combat strategy. Even so, Helen kept on praying that her relatives were aware and repentant. Because after all, there is one fact that she can not deny, they are still "family" from her father and mother by blood ties. How sad... 

Helen had promised she would never repay or disturb her relatives, as long as they never harassed, looked for trouble or touched the line of her patience. Helen would not be warm or cold to them, Helen would be just as casual as a stranger.

Helen also tries as much as possible to solve all her own problems without having to always ask or get help from Mr. Michell and Mr. Anton. Helen did not want to be a burden to them. Helen also knows, what Mr. Michell and Mr. Anton have done so far was too much for her. Helen also promised her late mother that she would not bother Mr. Anton anymore, if she could, she would like to repay all the kindness that Mr. Anton has given to her little family.

After graduating from high school, Helen decided to work because she did not have a lot of money. Helen initially worked part-time in one branch of a Japanese foreign company located in central Jakarta. Helen used to work as an additional assistant in the marketing staff for the company. Her job is to copy documents from the work of the team marketing, preparing materials for meetings and deliver files or reports. In addition, she also served to make coffee and drinks for the team members.

For half a year she worked hard, Helen accidentally met a Japanese woman on the rooftop of her office building. At first, Helen thought the woman was one of the employees who worked here or maybe one of the team leaders from one of the divisions.

They start chatting and because they feel comfortable, that woman also told disclose the problem she faced at work. Helen who was carried away by the atmosphere of intimacy among them also convey ideas and opinions bluntly without thinking. The woman was quite surprised to hear the idea. The woman then excused herself and started running like a marathon. Helen was amazed. She wondered if there was anything wrong with her words?

Helen finally got an answer about it, after nearly 2 weeks later. The woman was named Naoko Kurata, one of the CEOs in this company. She happened to be thinking about some of the problems that the work team under her guidance facing. And so happy when Helen gave her a "crazy" idea. She was even surprised to find that Helen was only a part-time worker in this company, especially that Helen was only a high school graduate. Then Naoko took the initiative to promote Helen into a permanent employee, who will work directly under her leadership.

And for almost 2 years Helen worked under Naoko's supervision, she always gave a satisfactory result. Naoko always praised Helen, even joking about wanting to adopt Helen as her daughter, or matching Helen with her own child. She will even make sure her son will marry Helen. Hearing that, Helen really did not know whether she should laugh or cry

Helen always has a strong sense of curiosity and learning, she is also open minded and ready to accept the suggestions and criticism from her boss and coworkers. She's a tough and strong girl type. She is also easy to get along, so a lot of people in her office like her. Her behavior sometimes kinda "absurd"... Often makes people laugh. She became a cheerleader and entertainer in her working environment, though inevitably there will be some people who are jealous and consider Helen just lucky and smart in asskissing it.

All Helen's hard work pays off with her being chosen to get a chance to study in Japan. Helen will leave for Japan in early February this year. That means, she will be very busy for the next few days.

In addition of being busy with work, Helen was also made upset because of that strange dream. Her hunch told her that she might find the answer about that dream in there, in the land of sakura.

"Oh gosh, Helen ... Helen ... Looks like you've been watching too much anime lately." Mock herself.

Understandably... Helen is an Otaku, she is so fond of anime and manga as well as japanese and korean tv dramas. She will even pursue live action films from her favorite manga or anime.

Her hobby had started since she was in elementary school, but it got worse when she was in high school. Perhaps because of loneliness and boredom, Helen then sought out liberation, entertainment and encouragement for herself.

Hehe ... Helen has even made plans to visit akihabara upon her arrival in japan. Hopefully she can control her mortal desires... And not tempted to buy all the interesting things she found later.

"Hmm ... Just one more week ..." Helen whispered to herself, looking at the calendar in her room.

"Ugh ... Even today I have to dream that again ... Even if I have to dream, at least let me have a beautiful dream! I'm tired of that tragic dream." Helen's cry while kept rolling on her soft mattress.

"Yes, never mind... Tomorrow morning must work again ..." She replied resigned while limping.

"Good night Daddy, mom ... Sleep well." She said, smiling at the photographs of her parents on the small table near her bed.

*****
*crocodile tears = fake tears or pretend to be sad for some sympathy.

Fūma Monou, a cold-blooded doctor, who had killed many people for revenge. Fūma no longer believed in others since the past events that happened to him, he didn't believe in love. But ... It all changed, when he picked up a little girl who looked like a "broken doll" with bruises and  bandages all over her body.

Yuki, the little girl who had to face the bitter reality of her life. She was tortured, alienated and banished by her own family. She continued to believe that someday there would be someone who wanted and needed her. Even when she was in a dying state before being discovered by Fūma.

Since then, Yuki who initially only considered Fūma as her benefactor, was beginning to open up her heart to Fūma. Likewise, Fūma who initially picked Yuki just for his sake alone, now began to feel different things to the little girl who was growing up.

Nevertheless, both chose to hide their feelings which resulted in frequent misunderstandings between the two of them.

When they finally found out each others’ feelings, and Fūma started to believe in love, happiness, and sincerity. Destiny had another will ... It actually separated the two of them.

Fūma felt fooled by destiny. He vowed not to fall in love again and avenged Yuki's death.

But, once again destiny brought them together in the future. With new identities and new lives.

Will they finally be together?
Or will their love tragedy be repeated once again?

Current release: 1  regular chapter/ week

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4 February 2018....
It might seem like an ordinary date and it is an ordinary date for most of the people out there (except those who have their birthdays or any special occasion) but for a guy who was sitting while browsing through Google, it definitely was not. On this particular day, he had finally caught up with the manhua/manga releases of "Tales of Demons and Gods[TDG] " by Mad Snail. He really liked the manga, but he wanted more. So, he searched on Google about similar stories and he found "Otherworldly Evil Monarch [OEM] ". He got curious because the name sounded badass and it seemed like it was not going to be a story where the protagonist keeps on spouting sh¡t about righteousness and slaying evil and protecting the weak and stuff as it had the word "EVIL" in it. He thought that its dumb and he had the adequate reasons to think like that. After all, who in their right mind would risk his life to save a girl who he does not even know properly . It is not even realistic and how in the world can the protagonist be so selfless and so dense when it came to matters of love. It is as if he was hit by a rock in his infancy and his brain was permanently damaged.
After he was done cursing the cliché Manga, he started searching for the manga of OEM. A while later did he came to the realization that OEM does not have a manga. It is actually a novel which is posted online and the chapters are released frequently, and these novels are known as "Webnovels". He also got to know that TDG was originally also a webnovel but since it got really popular, it was transformed into a manga and the animation of TDG was along the way as well.
The name of this guy is Weed. 
*snaps fingers*
(as we all know that I, the author has the power to pause this novel world by snapping my fingers, and I will break the 4th wall and this was mentioned in the previous chapter and this is the last time it would be mentioned.
Moving on, as well all know that Japanese are considered as really polite, humble, caring about others etc. people (E/N: Except you) and it is true. Until this guy made an appearance. This character, Weed was meant to be born in U.S.A. or any other western country but God made some mistake and he ended up being born in Japan.
If you are wondering about why his name is Weed, and not some other Japanese names like Hijikata, Kemamaki, etc (E/N: I've never even heard of these names in anime or manga), then I should suggest you to stop being a racist because it is not necessary for a guy to have a Japanese name if he is born in Japan. Actually he was given a good name which was a Japanese name but when he became an adult, he changed it to the thing he liked the most, and that is weed. Although he has never smoked weed but that is an entirely different topic. This guy can not be considered polite. Screw being polite, he constantly curses as if they are verbs and without his "verbs", he cannot complete his sentences. He is a degenerate scum of society and also has this constant urge of pissing everyone off as if the whole world is his enemy. He does not care about anyone but himself, and he does not give a damn about anyone's feelings. He thinks that facts do not care about feelings and prefers facts and logic over anything. He considers himself as an anti-social extrovert. He is 19 year old NEET and wastes his time looking at memes, watching anime and reading manga. He is a racist (E/N: rapist *cough cough*) to the core and will do anything to get on the nerves of others. We will get other information about him later on as the story progresses. He is also not the protagonist of this novel as I have said previously that communism is Supreme in such cases and so, everyone is a protagonist here.
Weed never had a problem in reading a story because he is into Manga a lot so he decided to give OEM a try. He searched for the places where he could read OEM and this was that moment where he got to know about the top dog in webnovel society. The corporate known and "QIDIAN". With some excitement and slight anticipation, (which is very rare by the way) he downloaded the application of Qidian and jumped straight away into the reading OEM. He kept reading and was so hooked that he eventually lost the track of time. After almost 5 hours of continuous reading, he finally closed the app because his stomach was not much happy and showed its discontent by a making a slight yet audible noise(he is hungry for fuck's sake). He got up and went outside his room to make some cup noodles for himself.
After pleasing his beloved belly, he started the app again, but instead of reading the novel, he decided to check other features of the app. He saw various novels of different genres, some novels even caught his attention and he added them into his reading list. He eventually stumbled upon the forum section and clicked on it. There he saw that a group of qidian was made on Facebook and anyone was welcome to submit their application to join it. 
Since Weed already had his Facebook account, he decided to fill the application to join the Facebook group since he did not had anything else to do. Along with the fact that he might get some good novel recommendations in that group. After that he continued reading OEM. After 13 days, his application was accepted and he was a member of the Facebook group of qidian.
Who knows what kind of adventures await him next. To find out, wait for the next chapter of "WHAT NEETs DO".
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Hey there everyone. Quiz time.
This time, the question is
The abbreviated form/full form of QIDIAN is?
Whack your brains and think hard.
Do you have the answer?
Well the answer is
Q- WE [☭] (it's a Chinese organization, what did you expect) 
I- steal
D- money from people 
I- and 
A- novels
N- from WW
THAT'S ALL FOLKS. See ya later

Mo Liuxi was a little shocked. Nian Junting sounded like an old man. He was an old man indeed. 
"Thank you, I know how China was liberated. I don't need you to tell me that. Uncle, maybe you two can go upstairs to watch it?" Mo Liuxi suggested. 
"I am… Wait, what did you just call me?" Nian Junting's face instantly darkened. 
"I feel that you're like my uncle," Mo Liuxi blinked. 
Luosang laughed so hard. 
"Why are you laughing?" Nian Junting said through clenched teeth. 
He had never seen such an unpleasant boy. Compared with him, Nian Xi was much more adorable. 
Luosang tried very hard to stop laughing then said, "Uncle, why don't you go upstairs and watch the play alone? I want to stay here and finish watching this movie." 
"Are you taking his side?" Nian Junting got angry. 
That was outrageous. As his woman, she should have taken his side unconditionally. 
"It's not like that. I don't like watching anti-Japanese plays about war either," said Luosang. "I love my country. I just simply have no interests in wars." 
"You enjoyed that drama with me on my birthday night." 
"Do you really think that I enjoyed it?" Luosang responded embarrassedly. 
Nian Junting thought for a moment then said, "I don't remember. Anyway, you should like everything I like. The films I watch are all high-quality ones. Don't always watch those pointless things." 
"Alright, I'm a pointless person. Just go upstairs." Luosang pushed him. 
Nian Junting was pushed slightly forward then angrily went upstairs. She had asked him to leave because Mo Liuxi was keeping her company. Nian Junting was angry and felt that he had lost face. 
After Nian Junting closed the door of his room, Mo Liuxi turned to say to Luosang, "Where did you find that freak?" 
Luosang laughed. "He's a freak indeed. But you'll be happy to spend time with him when you really know him. You don't understand. You've never fallen in love with someone. You'll know when that happens." 
Mo Liuxi stayed silent. He believed that the woman who could be attractive to him hadn't even appeared in the world. 
…
Luosang finished the movie with Mo Liuxi then went upstairs at ten pm. 
She heard the noise of machine guns as soon as she entered the room. Nian Junting was lying on the bed. As she came in, he gave her a glance then proudly turned around. He only wore a pair of pajama pants with his upper body bared. Leaning against the cushion, his waist looked slim and muscular, his butt looked firm and round. Even his back was attractive. 
Luosang smiled, got onto the bed, and put her left hand on his waist, saying, "Junting, why are you so angry? I didn't watch the anti-Japanese war play with you, that's all." 
Since she got pregnant, her body temperature was higher than usual. As she put a hand on Nian Junting's skin, Nian Junting immediately felt the warmness from her. 
He turned around, looked at her coldly, and said, "Call me uncle." 
Luosang burst into laughter. She held his face with both hands, kissed him on the cheeks, then said, "Uncle, I'm still young. I love romantic films, and I don't like war-themed plays. I watched it with you that day because it was your birthday and I didn't want you to be unhappy." 
Nian Junting was so unhappy. Anti-Japanese war plays were so tasteful. He couldn't understand why she didn't like them. 
"Never mind, I understand. Not everyone can be as tasteful as I am," Nian Junting nodded grumpily. "But you took Mo Liuxi's side. Can that film he watched be called a film at all? It was too dull." 
"It's dull but interesting. You need to think really hard when watching it," Luosang said. "And it has been shortlisted for Cannes." 
Nian Junting stayed silent. He did not approve of her words. Some foreigners thought highly of their own evaluation criteria for art works, as if they knew art better than anyone else. And some young, shallow Chinese people liked to blindly follow foreigners. 
"Junting, there is a gap in our preferences of films and TV plays. Maybe we shouldn't watch TV together again." Luosang kissed him again then went to take a shower. 
When she came out, Nian Junting abruptly said to her, "Luo, even if I'm an uncle, I'd be a very handsome uncle." 
Luosang was falling asleep, but hearing his words, she was woken up by her own laughter. 
Nian Junting turned, looked at her in the eyes and said, "Even though your taste is not as good as mine, I have decided to tolerate you since I have already chosen to be with you. From this day on, I will try to lower my taste for you and watch those brainless romantic films together with you." 
Luosang stayed silent. Those were some touching words, but somehow she wanted to hit him when hearing them. 
"Em, alright, Junting, just sleep, I'm tired." Luosang buried her face in his arms and stroked his back to signal him to stop talking. 
… 
Next morning, half-past eight. 
The breakfast was served at nine. When Nian Junting and Luosang were ready for it, Mo Liuxi hadn't woken up yet. 
"I'm going to wake him up." Nian Junting stood up and said, "How can a young man sleep late? When I was younger, I always got up at five to jog." 
"The school is hard for him. It's summer vacation. Just let him sleep a little longer." Luosang dragged Nian Junting back into the chair. 
"Luo, you are spoiling him," said Nian Junting. "Brothers should be tortured, not spoiled." 
"Just eat." Luosang put a shrimp dumpling into his mouth to stop him from keeping talking. 
Nian Junting finished the dumpling then turned to look at her. She had just taken a sip of milk. Some milk foam was still left around her lips. 
He lowered his head and kissed her; his tongue nimbly invaded her mouth. 
Her mouth was filled with the aromas of milk and toothpaste. She tasted so good that he didn't ever want to let her go. She was shy. After all, Mo Liuxi was in the house too. 
"Don't…" 
"It'll be alright. That boy won't wake up until lunchtime." Nian Junting focused on kissing her, as if she was a delicious dish. 
It was a quiet morning. Sunlight poured in through the window. In the yard, birds were singing in the trees. A handsome man was gently kissing her. Luosang closed her eyes, feeling a little hypnotized. 
"Didn't you have enough kissing last night?" A cold voice was suddenly heard. 
The two people were so concentrated on the kiss that they both gave a start. Luosang hurriedly pushed Nian Junting away. She pushed him so hard and he wasn't prepared for it. As a result, he fell off the chair. 
Mo Liuxi blinked and looked at Nian Junting, who was sitting on the ground. 
Luosang covered her eyes with her hand. She wished that there was a hole for her to crawl in. 
Her brother caught her kissing a man. It was so embarrassing. 
And after that, she pushed a tall and strong man to the ground. 
"How come I didn't hear you coming out?" Nian Junting felt extremely awkward. He stood up from the ground and pulled a long face. 
That was exactly why he didn't want to live together with Mo Liuxi. 
However, he was surprised that Luosang's strength didn't grow weak after she got pregnant. On the contrary, she was even stronger than before. It seemed that she had been well-fed recently. 
"That's because you were so involved in that kiss. It's not my problem." Mo Liuxi pulled out a chair, sat down, spread some peanut butter on his toast with a table-knife, then said, "Also, as a man, aren't you too weak?"


It was supposed to be a perfect deal in which both parties got what they needed. However, after the child was born, he tore up the agreement with discontent and told her, “Who said that we'd only have one child? I want twins! Twin brother and sister! You’ll continue giving birth to more children until you bore me a pair of twins!”
Luosang was beyond endurance. “Nian Junting, damn you…” she raised up against him, “Nian Junting, is this fair to the pure love in your heart?” 
Then, a marriage certificate was thrown at her. 
He landed on her, slowly curved his lips in a smile, saying, “Aren’t you my pure love?” 

The light in the operating theatre was incredibly bright, the scalpel was ridiculously thin, and Zheng Ren was in a fright.
His worked hard to land on this opportunity to be able attend today's surgery. Little did he know, Director Fu's volunteered himself as surgical assistant to honor the professor's involvement in this operation.
He stood in one corner of the operating theater—a location with no clear view of the operating field—in a sterile surgical gown. 
With surgeries, come risks. Zheng Ren just did not expect one to happen before the operation had even begun.
This operation, which was starting very soon, was of utmost importance.
The patient on the operating table was the richest man in Sea City and had unfortunately been diagnosed with malignant pancreatic head cancer.
He could have gone to Imperial Capital or Sorcery Capital to consult the best surgeon in the world to conduct the most difficult and highest-grade surgery in the country.
Coincidentally, Professor Ichiro Moriyu from Japan had come to China for lectures during this period.
Professor Moriyu was a world-class specialist in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery. There were also rumors claiming he was the surgeon who operated on the Emperor of Japan a few years ago.
A surgery demonstration required a live broadcast that incorporated direct visualization of the operating table from all angles throughout the procedure.
This patient had refused to participate in the surgery for demonstration even if it was free. Instead, for a king's ransom, he had sent someone to request Professor Moriyu to perform the surgery personally in Sea City before returning to Japan.
Zheng Ren was aware of the difficulty in inviting such a world-class specialist to perform the surgery, but the patient was reluctant to receive surgical treatment under observation in Imperial Capital[1].
Besides…
More importantly…
The patient had actually managed to invite Professor Moriyu to Sea City!
The professor had strict rules in his surgery, one of them being, observers were not allowed during the operation. Thus, Zheng Ren's persistent efforts ended up in vain as he was forced to stay away from the operating table during the surgery.
As instructed by Director Fu and Chief Surgeon Liu, Zheng Ren was expected to wear a surgical gown, stand in one corner during the ongoing operation, and assist in the surgery by suturing the incision post-operation. 
This was the best Zheng Ren could get out of this surgery.
…
The operation officially began at a quarter past nine. 
Professor Ichiro Moriyu, who was stern in his work without the expected arrogance of a reputable doctor, started making an incision himself.
Each layer—skin, subcutaneous tissue, fascial layers, peritoneum—was cut skillfully like a butcher dismembering an ox. The total amount of blood loss was very minimal with a visual estimation of five to ten milliliters. There were mild blood spots visible on the surgical gauze like blooming crimson flowers in a thick blanket of white snow.
However, accident happened at this instant.
Director Fu and Chief Surgeon Liu were shocked as the peritoneal cavity was exposed.
The pancreatic cancer had developed rapidly and its tumor cells had already metastasized to the surrounding tissue, forming strong adhesions with nearby organs as if they were a single entity.
Numerous experts had gone through this patient's imaging films before they were delivered to Professor Moriyu, who agreed that surgery was a viable treatment option in this case.
Every expert and professor concluded that this patient suffered from stage three pancreatic head cancer. This was a serious condition but there had been no notable adhesion between the tumor and surrounding tissue in all films, which would have been suitable for surgical treatment.
Unfortunately, everyone had misjudged the condition.
Beads of sweat started trickling down Director Fu's head and dampened his sterile surgical cap after observing the situation.
What the hell was going on?
A nuclear magnetic resonance imaging had been ordered two days before surgery to prevent any mistakes and there was no obvious change noted when compared to previous films.
Was it possible that the tumor had grown so rapidly in a mere two days?
Director Fu held the aspirator with a trembling hand.
The annoyed Professor Ichiro Moriyu tapped the aspirator with the curved forceps in his hand and mumbled something softly in Japanese.
Even though Director Fu did not understand Japanese, he could hear the irritation in the tapping of the aspirator. Professor Moriyu was dissatisfied with him. Dread crept over him like a glacial chill and numbed his entire body.
The expression of a young translator behind them darkened immediately as he gave Director Fu an angry stare. "Fu-san[2], Professor Moriyu isn't satisfied with your performance. Even though your skills are as inferior as the equipment here, please pay attention to the surgery."
Director Fu was embarrassed. It had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him in such a derogatory tone. No wonder the Japanese and Chinese traitors incurred the most hatred and enmity during the war.
However, Director Fu buried the anger in his heart and forced a smile on his face, which appeared as if he intended to fawn over the Japanese in any case.
The patient's condition was worse than expected. It was merely a very complicated operation posed to the world-class surgeon, not all hope was lost.
The surgery continued. The adhesions between the tumor and its surrounding tissues were cut with extreme patience and vigilance. Larger capillaries would be ligated or cauterized in advance without exception, and the total blood loss remained minimal so far.
Professor Ichiro Moriyu was undoubtedly the main character of the day. Under the bright surgical lighthead, he showed his outstanding skills on stage like a dazzling star in the night sky. 
On the other hand, Zheng Ren was merely a speck of dust at a dark corner—insignificant and negligible.
Despite the lack of a clear view of the operating table, Zheng Ren imagined the whole process based on the instruments used by Professor Ichiro Moriyu in his mind.
How Zheng Ren wished he could take a closer look at the operation at that moment.
He tried to observe the surgery from different angles but to no avail.
Approximately ten minutes later, Professor Moriyu placed the forceps and blunt surgical scissors down, said something in Japanese, and moved away from the operating table.
The patient had lost his last chance of surgical treatment as a thick adhesion had formed between the tumor and abdominal aorta. Even Professor Moriyu was helpless in this situation. Not every disease could be treated with surgery, and not all surgeries would end up successful.
This surgery was declared a failure.
Professor Moriyu did not insist on continuing the surgery because there would be a massive hemorrhage if the adhesion between the tumor and abdominal aorta was forcefully cut. The patient would not have left the operating table alive if that happened.
It was a wise decision.
"Zheng Ren, suture the incision with Cen Meng," Chief Surgeon Liu instructed Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren was merely an ordinary attending surgeon. Despite his diligence and perseverance, he was too young to participate in advanced surgeries because the current medical system was strictly stratified. The most he could perform at his standard was surgical treatment for appendicitis, hernias, and other tier three or four surgeries.
He intended to stand closer and learn a little something from the surgery performed by the world-class professor, but was unfortunately sent to a corner without a clear view of the whole operation instead.
However, Zheng Ren had no complaints at all.
'How long has it been? Is the operation finished?
'No, the operation must have failed.'
Director Fu and Chief Surgeon Liu accompanied Professor Moriyu out of the operating theater. The only people left beside the operating table were Zheng Ren and Cen Meng—a chief resident in the first general surgical department—who were in charge of suturing the incision.
Zheng Ren managed to calm down and started observing the surgical operation's progress.
The large tumor adhered to the abdominal aorta firmly as if it were actually a normal anatomical structure of the human body.
'No wonder they gave up,' Zheng Ren thought.
All of a sudden, a bright light exploded in Zheng Ren's eyes. The surgical lighthead started shaking and various instruments—scalpels, surgical scissors, and forceps—were dancing on the stainless steel surgical table in front of the scrub nurse.
He was so confused. Did he just hallucinate? He had an epiphany immediately after. It was not a hallucination, it was an earthquake!
Suddenly, the whole building was shaking. There was a terrible rumble from the roof as if the ceiling and cemented frames were threatening to crumble and trap everyone under tonnes of rubble.
However, Zheng Ren was the only one experiencing this disaster. The surgery on the operating table was still ongoing.
That feeling ended as soon as it appeared, as if everything did not happen.
A vicious shiver struck him momentarily and the surgical lighthead swung, shining white light directly into Zheng Ren's pupils.
The beams, which were stronger than the afternoon sunlight in intensity, blinded his vision before he felt an icy cold breeze creeping from his head into his body.
Did the building collapse and crush him to a grisly death?
Was this how dying was like?
Zheng Ren suddenly heard an intense coughing within his body and detected a bloody scent amidst the confusion.
What the hell happened? Was he hallucinating again?
Numerous memories since childhood—a few which had been long-forgotten—started pouring into his mind clearly and with overwhelming force.
"Is this a memory surge before death, or my life flashing[3] before my eyes, like in folktales?" Zheng Ren thought through the terrible headache.
How long had it been? Had only a second passed or a few years? Regardless, the raging storm of memories finally calmed and a voice erupted in his ears.
[System binding initiating…
[System binding completed…
[Host, please accept the novice mission.]
[1] Unsure why author mentions Imperial Capital here. We speculate that it could be where patient come from.
[2] Japanese honorific suffix.
[3] A life review is a phenomenon widely reported as occurring during near-death experiences, in which a person rapidly sees much or the totality of their life history. It is often referred to by people having experienced this phenomenon as having their life "flash before their eyes".


“Primum non nocere.” 
First, do no harm. - Hippocrates
Zheng Ren—an ordinary general surgeon in a cruel medical world whose efforts went unnoticed. His struggles are real…until he is blessed with a system and gifted with skills that exceeded even the best surgeons in the world. Alone in the world with no one to depend on, Zheng Ren uses his exceptional gift to challenge the skepticism of his colleagues and save lives.

TL: Official schedule will be 12 a week. 


「 Suzuki walked through the forest and thought, 'I was really lucky.'

Suzuki trembled as he recalled what happened. A girl who manipulated monsters and wielded the dagger with great skill. Suzuki couldn't forget how Murakami died with one blow.

'South Korea is scary. A child is already at that level.'

She was just a kid so Suzuki couldn't guess how skilled the man near him was. The man was wearing a pure white coat and held a white sword. There wasn't anything special about him apart from the colour of his coat but he was a life saver to Suzuki. "Thank you very much. I would've died if you hadn't been here."

"It was nothing."

"I was honestly impressed. I didn't expect to get help from a Korean person."

"It was natural to help." The man in the white coat was modest.

Above all, Suzuki liked that the man was good at Japanese. It was obviously a skill but having the Japanese Interpreter skill was a sign that he liked Japanese culture.

Suzuki asked, "Ah, I don't know your name yet. Can I get your name? I am Suzuki Tatsuya."

"My name is Dokja. Kim Dokja."

"Kimu Dojega?"

"...Kim Dokja."

"Hoh." Kim Dojega. Wasn't it a good name? Suzuki liked this Korean name. "By the way, did you see the child? She killed my colleague..."

"Unfortunately, I missed her."

"Sigh... I see."

Suzuki didn't know if this was true or not. It couldn't be helped even if it wasn't true. In any case, this person was South Korean. It wasn't strange for him to hide the child or pretend he didn't see the child.

Still, it was disappointing. Suzuki would've been able to get revenge very easily if he caught the child. As part of the third group from Japan, he already knew about the 'small person transformation' hidden piece of the sixth scenario.

He stated, "You saved me so you must've witnessed the small person transformation."

"If you're talking about how she became smaller, I naturally saw it."

"Then the story will be quick. We are from different countries but we don't have to fight each other in this scenario. Our enemies are the small people, not humans."

"I know. That's why I saved Suzuki." Fortunately, the Korean man in front of him seemed to agree. Kim Dojega said,  "By the way, the Japanese side knows many things."

"Yes. We progressed quickly through our scenario and there were similar cases among the previous players."

"It was similar?"

"There were a few cases where a human turned into a small person."

"What happened to them?"

"Most of them are dead. Only one person is still alive."

Kim Dojega heard this and seemed to think of something. It was hard to know what the Korean was thinking. The slightly nervous Suzuki opened his mouth. "This is just a reminder but I don't hate South Korea."

"...Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"Don't Koreans think that Japan hates Korea?"

It was said by the prime minister, who was part of Japan's first group. Of course, it was just a nickname and he wasn't the real prime minister.

-South Koreans have a strong nationalist sentiment. They will dislike anyone who badmouths their country.

Suzuki disliked the prime minister but never received any damages from listening to his words.

"Kim-san. I also like Kim Ahyeon and Park Sungji."

"..."

"Autumn Sonata is also very interesting. My mother liked it."

Always mention Kim Ahyeon, Park Sungji and Autumn Sonata when meeting a Korean. This was the prime minister's advice.

"I love Japanese manga."

"A-Ah. It is like this." The prime minister was apparently right. Suzuki asked excitedly, "What manga do you like?"

"It is hard for me to pick one. I don't know if I can keep reading now."

"...Certainly, it is a bit unfortunate. I waited for the manga every week but I don't even know if the mangaka is alive."

It was bitter thinking of such things. Suzuki also liked these things. Manga was one of them.

"It is because everything has changed." 」

-Ahjussi.

Shin Yoosung's voice broke the immersion. I was in the process of using Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 so I couldn't answer Shin Yoosung immediately.

[The exclusive skill, Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 has ended.]

[Your understanding of the character 'Suzuki Tatsuya' has increased dramatically.]

Immersing myself in the character made it easier to understand them. It was smooth because he had a shallow personality. My focus wasn't high because I was conscious but it wasn't hard to read what Suzuki was thinking.

-Ahjussi?

-Sorry, I was busy practicing a skill.

The small Shin Yoosung was currently in my pocket. Shin Yoosung spoke to me through a direct connection because of our sponsor contract.

...It was a bit surprising. I could tell what she was asking without thinking.

I watched Suzuki Tatsuya who was still telling his story. Suzuki appeared as a passing character in Ways of Survival. The world was described from his point of view for a smooth storytelling but he could only get a few pages in Ways of Survival. Still, most ordinary lives could be summed up in a few chapters.

-I don't understand. Such an ordinary person, how can he do such cruel things...

Shin Yoosung couldn't understand because of the foreign language but she caught the gist of the conversation. I couldn't help noticing her agitation.

"I mean, Kim-san..."

The talking Suzuki seemed like an ordinary university student. He was an ordinary youth who took great joy in talking to others and could be found anywhere in the world. I told her.

-I saw it a lot in South Korea. An ordinary person killing the person next to him to survive.

-At the time, it couldn't be helped because of the scenario.

-It is the same now. That person is doing it because of the scenario.

-It is just an excuse. He won't die even if he fails...!

-Don't think about it this way. 

I asked her. 

-If the dead small people were in our position right now, would the situation be different? 

-I don't think Suzuki is evil. However, I'm not saying he is good either.

-The original evil is ordinary. We are ordinary people but we seem like the most terrible disaster.

-Then he isn't a bad person?

-No, every human is a disaster for each other.

I deliberately exaggerated things. If I didn't say this, Shin Yoosung might not be able to escape from the guilt of killing a person. She asked, -Then will I become a disaster in the future?

-Don't worry. I'll stop it from happening.

There was something buzzing in my ears and insects were flying around me. Suzuki was annoyed as he continued the story.

"The insects here are still the same size. Aren't they disasters to the small people?"

"That's right."

There was no way. In this small world, insects couldn't be the same size as Earth.

-Yoosung. Do you understand what they are saying?

The species that could be tamed by Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung were different but it was possible to understand the language of other species through Diverse Communication. There was a reason why I placed Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung in different groups in the first place.

-Hyung... second team... met...

-Good. Then can you pass along my message?

I could feel Shin Yoosung nodding. The insects flying around soon disappeared into the forest. Suzuki saw the distant insects and asked, "Kim-san. Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening. Weren't you talking about creatures from another world?" I thought a person who could talk about manga even in this situation was very rare. I struggled to accept it. "I heard that this genre is popular in Japan."

"Haha, yes. Creatures from another world are my favourite. It is similar to our situation now. However, it is hard to draw."

The story contents in Japan just before the fall of this world would've been similar to South Korea.

Japan and South Korea's novel sections were full of stories about going back to the past. However, the Japanese side was probably a bit worse. The young Japanese people thought there was no hope when returning to the past.

I wondered, "Isn't it fun when it is hard?"

"Huh?"

"This is what I like."

"You're having fun."

Suzuki cut through the low bushes and suddenly thought of something. "That reminds me, we have a mangaka on our side. A person called Asuka Ren..."

Asuka Ren?

"...That person said something similar to Kim-san. A story isn't fun if it is too easy."

"That person right now..."

"Oh, we have arrived."

A small empty clearing appeared in the heart of the forest. The anticipation that could be felt everywhere tickled my skin. Perhaps this was the main base of the Japanese early arrivals. By the way, something was strange.

[You have entered somebody's 'colony.']

[Your physical condition meets the requirements of a 'colonist.']

[The colony effect reduces your overall stats.]

Suzuki's expression towards me had changed. He asked, "You said it is better to solve hard problems?"

Dozens of armed Japanese people popped out of the bushes.

"Good. Then I will make it that way."

I was a bit surprised by the unexpected betrayal. Was Suzuki originally this type of person?

[The exclusive skill, Character List is activated.]

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[Character List Summary]

Name: Suzuki Tatsuya

Private Attribute: Double-Faced Person (Rare)

Sponsor: Silent Sword

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I see. This was his attribute. I was still lacking.

In any case, Ways of Survival was a novel that could be never ending. How many people weren't summed up in a few pages?

By the way, the 'colony' effect was activated so it seemed the king of this area wasn't the 'snake.'  He knew I was Korean and deliberately drove me to this side...

"You brought the Josenjing." (TL: a Japanese slur for Korean people.)

A samurai who emerged from the bushes said and Suzuki bowed his head. The samurai asked, "You are from the third group.  Are you part of the prime minister's group?"

"No..."

"Then is this a tribute?"

"That's right."

"What is your name?"

"Suzuki Tatsuya."

"I see. Well done Suzuki. From now on, you are in our group."

Prime minister...

Things had become worse. As far as I knew, there was only one Japanese incarnation who was called 'prime minister.' He was one of the enemies I had to be most wary of, apart from the 'snake' I had to catch. It was because his ability exerted a nearly absolute influence on Koreans.

The samurai stepped forward and spoke. He wasn't the prime minister. "The slave of the great Japanese Empire has walked into the colony."

I grasped the handle of Unbroken Faith and declared. "If you attack me now then the small person transformation will begin."

"We don't attack you. You will attack us."

"Why should I?"

"Otherwise, your colleagues will die."

What?

"Dokja-ssi... I'm sorry."

I looked towards the voice and saw four small people standing side by side. To be precise, they were 'transformed into small people.'

Lee Hyunsung, Lee Gilyoung, Lee Jihye... Finally, the smiling no. 406 grandmother. 

The samurai placed his sword against Lee Hyunsung's neck. "Do you understand the situation now?"

I couldn't help laughing. Normally this would be a cancerous development but I was rather pleased. As expected, my companions had hurt the Japanese people and became small people.

Shin Yoosung asked,

-Ahjussi, what should we do?

What else?

[Hunt the 'small people' in 10 minutes. Otherwise the Star Stream will determine that you have no intention to carry out the activities of a disaster...]

It was the wrong timing to catch the snake. Then... well, the new target wasn't much different.

"Come on, Josenjing."

I looked up at the sky and sighed. Then the stars shone at me like they had been waiting.

[All the constellations of the Korean Peninsula are looking at you.]

It couldn't be helped. If they expressed such aversion...

[Every constellation of the Korean peninsula are angry at the atrocities of Japan!]

[Some of the constellations who have lived in a certain time are waiting for you to call.]

It was proper for me to punish the other party.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

My name is Lucka Smitty and I am currently a student of psychology.
I did not choose the psychology course by my own choice, I was forced by my family.Sure, I wasn't forced but my father and mother are psychology graduates so I was influenced to follow the same life.
It's not that I hate studying psychology but in my opinion, it's a boring course, all the people I've met in this course are extremely boring and not interesting to talk to.
The only person I have daily contact and conversation with is my friend Michelle, who currently also takes the psychology course.She was like me, her mother works as a psychologist and her father worked as a doctor but she decided to follow the same path as her mother.
When I asked her why she said medicine was too difficult and she wouldn't be able to study medicine if she entered medical school she would suffer a lot.
Well, I wouldn't be able to study medicine either, so I won't judge her for that.
Another thing we have in common is that we are both OTAKUS!
Yes we have assumed otakus and we do not care about the opinion of others, we live basically as we want without caring about anything. We get keen glances from other people, but we have each other to help, so we don't care about those glances.
"Hey wait for me." Michelle appeared out of nowhere behind me, even scared me. She always does this shit, arrives without warning and ends up scaring me.
"I'm going to your place today." Michelle always went to my house, in fact, I never went to her house, I don't care about that, because we only do uninteresting things.
"All well." I accepted her proposal because we always do this and I didn't see any reason to decline.
I also like to be with her a lot. I've known her for 3 years now and haven't dared to confess my feelings for her so basically we get into this little friend joke all the time.
I don't declare myself because I'm afraid of being rejected, I don't know if she has the same feelings for me so I end up backing down to do something, I'm a coward.
'At least I can have your friendship.' Just having your friendship makes me happy, so I'm also afraid of ruining this beautiful feeling of friendship we have.
#####//#####
I arrived ~~
I shouted as I opened the door.It was customary here to do this, it seemed like a Japanese custom but we were in the United States so I thought it was a little weird, but I also found it cool because it looked like I was inside an anime.
Michelle always had fun doing it too, she said she was jealous of me because in her house nobody cared about any of that her parents didn't even stay at home right.
"Go up, I'll be going soon" My room was upstairs, but before going up I told Michelle to go up first because I wanted to prepare something for us to eat and drink, we had just arrived from college and we had not eaten almost anything.
Actually, we're 22 and we look like 2 kids, we just eat candy and watch anime when we're home we were made for each other, or maybe I just think so.
I packed some chocolate chip cookies and orange juice on a tray and went upstairs to the room when I got there Michelle was already reading the manga that I left on a shelf in my room.
My manga was close to my computer because I always used them as a reference to write my manga that I wrote in my free time.
It was a story of a loli in a fantasy world, I know, it's kind of bizarre but I find the story a lot of fun and it's not just because I write it, I like this story.
I am thinking of starting to publish it on the internet because publishing manga in the United States is very difficult if only I were Japanese ...
'Well, this is not the time to think about it, Michelle is here.'
#####//#####
I sat next to Michelle and we continue reading some stories, usually, we read, in fact our preference is also the same, we like to read more than watching anime.
"What are you reading?" Michelle asked curiously.
I was reading a Romcom, yes I am not just a fantasy fan I also love romance, I was reading Oresuki these days.
"Oresuki." I just responded quickly and kept reading because I was so focused on reading.
"Aaah, I like this manga too, I think this is the best romantic comedy this year." Michelle was very excited about Oresuki, of course, I was too since the manga is wonderful.
We kept reading until it was time for Michelle to go home.
And again I couldn't confess my feelings to her, this is becoming a daily routine.
#####//#####
After Michelle left I went to my room and turned on my computer to continue drawing my manga, because I wanted to finish it before graduation to post it on the internet.
Yes graduation is next year and I don't know if I can finish this manga by then because it's very complicated to draw, I'm no professional so I take a long time to draw just one page of my manga.
It was a very good manga I thought.
I kept drawing and when I went to see it was already 3 AM, and as I had to go to the course 7 AM I went to sleep because I would fall asleep on the course if I didn't go to sleep soon.
I always stayed up late, so I was used to it.
'I'm going to drink water.' I always drank water before bed, but this time I shouldn't have done that.
When I was going down the stairs I ended up collapsing from sleep, which I remember, is a huge impact all over my body, and then I heard the footsteps and the voice of a screaming woman.
After that, I don't remember anything anymore. 

In a world created by a wicked god, hundreds of people live in destruction and war.

There is a war between races and slavery and no other god puts his hands in this world to help him.

The protagonist reincarnated as an elf in this destroyed world, and elf is the most enslaved race, what will become of him now?

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