Notice: I by no means own anything. From the translation of the novel to the original fanfic, they are not owned by me. The only thing I own is my English translation skills. Before you ask me if copying and pasting from the source and using google translate is possible, it is not, because the original Korean viewer does not allow for copying and pasting, resulting in me having to translate word for word on my own or through the usage of sla... I mean cousins and friends helping with the translation.  Another thing to note, is that this fanfiction sort of requires you to know about the Tower of God universe before reading. Not just the anime adaptation, but also the webtoon, as most of the story that will be covered, will have content based in the recent seasons of the webtoon. 

I will also be posting other Korean fanfiction translations when the time comes, just comment on what fanfiction you guys would like, I will try to choose some that may peak your interests.

As an avid fan of "Tower of God" I have been reincarnated as Hoaqin. I still want to try many things, but there is so much to solve and do ahhhhhhhhh!   Still, I don't regret coming into the tower, it's pretty fun after all. 

Notice: I own nothing except for my own English skills needed to translate this work of art. All credits go to Pluber (플루버) the author of "[신의 탑] FUG의 신보다는, 일상이 좋습니다."

Xu Shenshen was in the middle of washing her face when she suddenly remembered that she had turned her phone off yesterday. She wiped her wet hands on her body and touched her phone. She wiped her skin care products with one hand and turned her phone on.
A text message popped up. "Xu Shenshen, we haven't seen each other for a few years. Have you grown angry? You actually dare to turn off your phone. Have you predicted the consequences? "
The second text message appeared. "Xu Shenshen, come to my office tomorrow. Remember to bring a hand-made Spaghetti as an apology gift. "
Is this man alright He actually asked her to make spaghetti. He didn't even think about where she was. The hotel she stayed in didn't even have kitchenware, let alone making spaghetti.
She directly ignored the last message. After putting on her makeup, she turned around, picked up her bag on Chuang, and went out.
Lu Xiangru had actually expected her to come empty-handed. He held a pen in his hand and gently tapped on the desk, as if he was thinking.
"CEO Lu, please arrange today's schedule. Finish it as soon as possible so that I can go back and report. " She respectfully opened her bag and took out a notebook.
The more she wanted to finish it as soon as possible, the more he would not let her have her way.
"Why did you call me last night? " He suddenly asked about last night. His dark eyes darkened, and his gaze fell directly on her face, his lips pursed into a straight line.
She threw the pen on the notebook and looked up at him. In fact, she really wanted to tell him that she did not want to talk about last night, nor did she want to know who the woman who answered his call was. Once the matter here was over, she would have nothing to do with him anymore.
"Why aren't you talking? " He did not like her looking at him like that, as if she was very far away from him.
"It's nothing. Can we talk about the translation without any personal factors? You're making it impossible for me to continue working! "
He spread his hands, indicating that they were starting to talk about the translation now and would not mention what happened last night.
"Have you ever been abroad? " When he asked this question, he actually had personal feelings in it. He wanted to know what she had done in the past six years.
"Yes. " The boss had once sent her abroad.
"alone or with other people? "
"You... "
"answer my question. I need to know your basic situation. " He interrupted her suspicion and quickly recorded her information on the computer.
"alone. " She lowered her head. She did not expect that after living for so many years, she was still alone.
"To the country or city? " He seemed to be very satisfied with her answer. At least, he could see that she did not go with her boyfriend, but went alone, separating business and personal.
"New Orleans. I've lived there for a month, and my English has also improved. If you still want to ask, what do you eat every day and who do you play with? Wait until I make a draft, then I'll tell you slowly, " she said impatiently.
He suddenly laughed leisurely. "That's not necessary. I'll let you meet my client tomorrow. He's Korean. Maybe his English is not as fluent as the American's, but I believe you should be able to handle it. "
She frowned. "Why don't you do it yourself? "
"The top Boss usually appears last, but I don't think I need to appear. You can do it perfectly. Are you confident? " He made a victory gesture and showed her his signature smile.
"If I didn't have confidence, I wouldn't be sitting here listening to you. " She was here for money. As long as she had money, she would have motivation. People were so cheap, willing to sacrifice a lot for money.
But there were some things he had to remind her in advance, so that she wouldn't be at a disadvantage and not know what was going on.
"The other party is a very picky Korean. He likes good food, but he prefers Chinese food. He is very particular about the etiquette at the table. He doesn't like to talk during dinner. You have to remember this. "Also, he likes super spicy food. You can recommend good food to him based on his hobbies. " He said so much He was telling her the main points.
Xu Shenshen wrote down the main points in the notebook and frowned. "He won't let me try IT, right? When I can't eat spicy food. "
"I can't rule out this possibility. You have to take all kinds of measures to deal with it. If you get this client, the reward won't be small. " He picked up the tea on the desk and took a sip.
"Am I going alone? " Did he not go?
"I will go too, but don't expect me to help you, " he said lightly.
She did not expect him to help her. She just wanted him to be there.
Although she did not know the identity of this Korean, judging from the situation, she could tell that his identity was not low.
When he got out of the car, a special person opened the door for him. He wore a pair of white gloves with great care. When she and Lu Xiangru walked over, he shook hands with Lu Xiangru and greeted him in Korean.
Xu Shenshen did not understand a single word that person spoke in Korean.
Lu Xiangru glanced at her and said in Korean, "Mr. Jin, I don't know if you can use English to describe it. The lady I brought today is very proficient in English. She will recommend the dishes to you later. "
This time, the Korean's gaze stopped on Xu Shenshen and he nodded and praised, "beautiful! "
Xu Shenshen only smiled slightly.
"Mr. Jin, please! " Lu Xiangru led him into the restaurant.
The Korean walked at the front, followed by a few men who were like bodyguards.
Xu Shenshen followed him and asked softly, "doesn't your father run an airline? Why didn't you take over your father's business and come here to do catering? "
He stopped and looked at her with a smile. "because we have two foodies in our family. "
"Huh? " What did she mean by foodies?
"My mother and my sister, they strongly requested that I open a restaurant. "
She nodded. So he opened a restaurant for his mother and his sister. She couldn't tell that he was so filial.
The Korean Mr. Kim liked to play a piece of music while eating.
Lu Xiangru asked her to order a song. It was the first time she had encountered such a strange thing, and she didn't know what kind of song this Korean liked to listen to.
He probably wouldn't understand a Chinese song, so should she order a foreign song or a Korean Song?
Xu Shenshen looked back at the Korean man. He was in his early forties and dressed conservatively, so he could be considered a well-behaved person. He probably wouldn't listen to a very high song, so she decided to order an old song with a slower tempo!
She searched for a long time on the plate and finally decided to order an old English song. She hoped that the man wouldn't mind.
When she returned to the table again, the man frowned for some reason, making Xu Shenshen feel uncomfortable. She did not know if there was a problem with the song.
Lu Xiangru also noticed the ugly expression on the man's face and tried to ask, "Mr. Jin, is there a problem? "
"This young lady ordered a very old song. Does she think that I'm suitable to listen to this kind of old song and don't know pop music? "
Xu Shenshen did not have that intention at all!
Lu Xiangru explained, "Mr. Jin, don't misunderstand. The reason why Ms. Xu ordered this song is that this song is more suitable for eating. Mr. Jin, you don't need to care about the music. You should taste the food first and see if it suits your appetite. "
Mr. Jin immediately beamed. "CEO LU is right. It's better to taste the food first! "
He quickly motioned for Xu Shenshen to recommend the dish to the Korean. Xu Shenshen stood up and introduced the dish in front of him. She first told him the origin of the dish, followed by the ingredients and the workmanship.
The Korean listened with great interest and would interrupt from time to time.
"Great! Let me taste this dish first. How does it taste? " The Korean picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece from the center of the dish and fed it into his mouth. Then, he gave a thumbs up and praised, "delicious! Very Spicy. It suits my appetite very well. "
Xu Shenshen heaved a sigh of relief and sat down. Lu Xiangru had said that the Korean did not like to talk during dinner. She would introduce him after he had eaten enough.
"Come, let's toast. " Mr. Jin suddenly raised his glass and called out to them, "Chinese people like to clink glasses together. Let's clink glasses too. "
Lu Xiangru picked up the glass on the table and clinked his glass. When it was Xu Shenshen's turn, she also picked up her own glass and clinked glasses with him.
After a few rounds, the Korean was an expert at drinking. Lu Xiangru and Xu Shenshen could not compete with him alone.
Xu Shenshen patted her dizzy head and felt a little drunk!
Lu Xiangru quickly gave her the cup in his hand and asked her to toast Mr. Jin with water.
Mr. Jin patted his round belly and ate until he was a little full. He kept saying to Lu Xiangru, "CEO Lu, the food you made is really delicious. I've decided to work with you in the future! "
Lu Xiangru was waiting for this sentence. He smiled and said, "I'm very happy to work with Mr. Jin. I wish US A Happy Cooperation! "
"Happy Cooperation! "
Xu Shenshen lay on the table. She was so dizzy that she couldn't drink anymore.
After sending Mr. Jin away, Lu Xiangru took off his coat and covered Xu Shenshen. He patted her face and shouted, "wake up, it's time to go home! "
"Well... " Xu Shenshen, who was already drunk, gave a light grunt and then fell asleep again.
"Xu Shenshen, what's the name of the hotel you're staying in? I'll send you there! " He picked her up in one go. This woman looked very thin, but she was actually quite heavy.
Xu Shenshen lay on his shoulder and pressed her face comfortably against his chest. Because his chest was the only one that was warm, it felt like he was hugging a warm water bag. She did not know that the warm bag was actually a human chest.
It took him a lot of effort to help her up the stairs. He had never known that if a woman fell into his arms, other than voluntarily giving him a hug, there was also another type of intoxication.
"PA! " He laid her down on his Chuang. He was so tired that he could not stand up straight, so he laid down beside her.
She flipped over, and her arm pressed against his waist. Her entire body was like a Koala wrapped around his body. What was worse was that her body was soft and had a delicate fragrance. Lu Xiangru, who had always had good self-control, immediately reacted.
He freed a hand and moved her hand away from his waist, then pushed her to the side. He sat up and panted intensely.
He could not stay here any longer. His blood vessels were about to explode. He wanted to sleep in the study for the night.
He took a blanket from the wardrobe and left the room without looking back. He closed the door behind him.
Early in the morning, Lu Xiangru almost fell off the chair. He was used to Chuang and suddenly fell asleep on the chair. He felt very uncomfortable. He rubbed his sore shoulders and put his feet down from the table.
He picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was only six in the morning. He was ready to go downstairs to wash up and make breakfast.
Xu Shenshen was not used to the light outside, so she woke up. She remembered that the room she was staying in was enclosed. Where did the sunlight come from?
She was suddenly stunned. She opened her eyes and stared at the familiar ceiling, instantly waking up.
She sat up from Chuang and pinched her face. It was not a dream. When did she climb onto Lu Xiangru's Chuang She drank a lot last night. What happened after that What happened after that She had no memory of it at all?
She lifted the quilt, put on her slippers, and got down from Chuang. She went to the window and looked at the weather outside. Suddenly, she felt warm all over.
"knock, knock, can I come in? " Lu Xiangru stood outside the door and knocked on the door.
She came back to her senses, turned around, and said, "come in. "
He carried the breakfast plate and walked in.
"Go wash your face, and then eat breakfast. "
She swallowed her saliva and asked, "last night, where did you sleep? "
"The study. " He set up the breakfast, and did not feel that it was inappropriate to sleep in the study. Anyway, he had slept for a night, and he had already suffered what he should have suffered.
"Then last night... "
He turned around and said to her seriously, "nothing happened to us last night. Can you eat breakfast at ease now? "
"Well... wait a minute! " She hurriedly stopped him from going out. After holding it in for a long time, she finally said, "thank you for yesterday. "
"after breakfast, prepare to welcome Mr. Jin. He will arrive at SSXR group at 10 o'clock in the morning and officially sign the contract with SSXR. You have to be there, " he said and turned around to leave.
Xu Shenshen was still digesting his words. What did it have to do with her if they signed the contract She had already done what she needed to do. Shouldn't she be allowed to leave?
However, in order to prevent him from badmouthing her in front of the boss, she could only wait for them to sign the contract before leaving. However, she had to finish the work here before noon today and then take a bus back to B city to report to him.
She did not know what kind of style this Mr. Jin had. Every time he appeared, it would cause a commotion. Movement.
Xu Shenshen, who had been standing behind the crowd, could not help but mutter, "it's not like he's meeting the president. Why is there such a big commotion? "
"His status is more honorable than the average person. Anyway, be careful what you say. " Lu Xiangru squeezed out a smile and walked towards the person who came.
"Mr. Jin, please come in! "
"President Lu, you don't have to be so polite! "

[ new article: Rich Family's wedding pet, young master Liang's baby sweet wife ]
He was the youngest captain on an international flight route. He was calm, wise, and handsome
Under the bed, his messy clothes were scattered all over the ground.
"GET LOST! " She kicked him.
"Baby, didn't you say you were hungry? I was just obeying your wishes... " he smiled evilly and grabbed the little foot that was flying towards him.
She was so angry that she was speechless, but his eyes were full of love.
* * * 
He was the youngest and most handsome captain. At the same time, he was also the beloved son of the Chairman of NEPC International Airlines. With his own abilities, he was promoted from a flight attendant to a captain. He was only thirty years old.
She was a flight attendant on the Far Eastern Airlines.
They hid the fact that they were married and lived a life of collusion.
* * * * 
The flight attendants were all afraid of him. Those who did not know the truth even asked her to fly with him.
"I'm not going... " she refused desperately.
That colleague looked at her pitifully. "Why? Are you not going to help me? "
"You're married, and I'm not. WHO'S SAFER? " She said shamelessly, going against her conscience. After saying that, she regretted it.
"If you're not married, then you'll lie on the same bed with me every night. Are you a mistress? "
That night, she was chased out of the bedroom and slept on the sofa for the whole night.
If I love you, I won't be like a climbing kaleidoscope, using your tall branches to show off.

Kim Na Hee trusted the Kirukawa Mai matter with Ahn Soo Ho. That meant she respected what he would do whether he convinced her or kidnapped her. What was unfortunate was that despite his magical powers, it was quite difficult to suppress reason.
Dating techniques and intelligence weren't directly proportional.
Ahn Soo Ho didn't really know what women were interested in. The only reason why he didn't run away was because of his magic. Jang Seol Hyun wasn't the only woman in the world who would listen to his old man jokes.
The Rosette Hope Volunteer Group was busy with their schedules. It was a big team that included celebrities, famous people, the filming team, as well as guards to ensure their safety.
And the bigger the group, the harder it was to control everyone. Han Chae Kyung was cut out to be a boss. She didn't have strong charisma like Kim Na Hee, but she had the type of leadership of a young woman.

"Please check your group every once in a while, and if anything happens, please report it to me."

The first destination of the volunteer group was a native village in the East of Nairobi. Kenya played a leading role as a native nation in Africa. There was a reason why many international rescue groups came to Nairobi.
There were almost no civil wars within Kenya since its establishment.
There were some conflicts and protests here and there, but there weren't little boys shooting guns like in the other African countries. After America's Nigerian War, Central Africa was in the middle of a dispute with Ethiopia, but Southern Africa didn't seem like they were going to back down easily either.

"What's funny is that most of the countries fighting over dominance of Africa are a part of the Common Wealth."

South Africa, Kenya, and Nigeria were all a part of the Common Wealth.

"Why is that? Because England is great?"

In the same way, France, who colonized Africa were on the decline, but British colonists weren't completely gone. Why? Because they were less cruel than France? Not at all. Both England and France had a great number of colonies.
As soon as Ahn Soo Ho paused, Go Ah Jin raised her hand.

"Is it because of America?"
"Why?"
"Because they speak English, too."
"Oh."

Ahn Soo Ho exclaimed in surprise.

"Am I right?"

Go Ah Jin was surprised.

"You're right. England is America's biggest asset and strongest weapon."

Culture came from language. In order to understand an English-speaker, one had to know English, and in order to learn about the basis of English, one had to know English literature. People had to learn about the identities and customs of other people in order to predict how they would think and act.

"Then why are they joining England instead of America?"

No one could answer that question.

"That's because America stresses democracy. They have a sense of duty to protect human rights and democracy. However, that's another type of imperialism. Luckily for England, they've shared many aspects with America, and America needed a bait in order to hide their intention."

Following the Second World War, France managed to become a leading country, but they were unable to rid themselves of their image associated with Germany. And that caused them to speed up their break away from the colony. International order functioned based on the reasoning of power. If a country grew weak, its uncivilized side would begin looking elsewhere.
The reason why England's colonial empire didn't collapse like that of France was because people saw America and England as one. And that was a misunderstanding. But the fact that they shared the same language worked in their favor.
America didn't have anything to lose either. In order to have more power in the following generations, the influence of the English language had to grow bigger. Unlike how French used to be the common language in Europe, it was now English, and America didn't hesitate to invest in England for that reason.

"America and England filled in what was lacking in each other."

The American and British empire's strategy was a success. After all, not everyone in the world had the kind of intelligence that was needed to graduate from Harvard. While America sold freedom, England sold the royal family. They sold the past and future at the same time.

"America used England as a shield while England used America's superiority in order to regain their reputation."

The topic that Ahn Soo Ho raised on the bus was random. However, there wasn't a single person that didn't listen. The fact that they came out to volunteer meant that they had an interest in the public interest. Just because they were young didn't mean they had no interest in politics or diplomatics.

"So are you saying language is also a national power?"
"Being able to communicate is more influential than you can imagine."

The worth of a language depended on the number of people that used it. Korean was a superb language, and it was impressive to know it. However, that was all.

"People have different mindsets depending on what language they speak."

People who mainly used Korean died as Korean. That was why Ahn Soo Ho had no choice but to be Korean. He was able to use his magic to speak all the languages in the world, but since Korean was his first language, that was his default basis for his beliefs and way of thinking. Even if he spoke English, French, and Spanish, he interpreted them in a Korean way.
Ahn Soo Ho didn't only talk about difficult topics. He even added some humor and some stories of corruption here and there. As soon as he revealed a president that had an affair with an actress and how much slush funds a famous dictator had, loud exclamations could be heard. 
The best story was the one of the kidnapped reporters in Nigeria. As soon as their rescue stories came out, their eyes sparkled. They couldn't hear these stories anywhere else, so it was more stimulating than any affair story.

"To be honest, affection fell upon Korea. Not Onami."
"Wow!"

Go Ah Jin looked impressed. No one expected him to pull out an old man joke at a time like this.

"I'm sorry."

Ahn Soo Ho immediately apologized. Do Min Ho's joking skills were definitely trash. There was nothing to learn from him.

"We're here."

After racing through the empty roads for 5 hours, they arrived at a village. As soon as they got out of the bus, Ahn Soo Ho realized what was going on.

'They're actors.'

Just like how foreigners looked at traditional villages in Korea and marveled at how Korean it seemed, the volunteers looked at the shabby-looking houses and marveled at how African it looked.
One of the main industries in Kenya was volunteer experience. When considering the safety of the volunteers, they couldn't bring them to remote areas. What if they got hurt, kidnapped, or even killed? That would be the Kenyan government's responsibility. So they secretly made a native village for volunteers to gain their experience.
Every single adult, elder, and children were educated actors. And the volunteers that knew nothing believed that they were actually volunteering. If one compared them to a real African that require help, they could be distinguished quite easily. But foreigners were unable to tell them apart.
He had no intention of ruining the fun for the volunteers who were handing water to the natives. Ignorance was bliss. Ahn Soo Ho approached the native guides gathered at the entrance.

"Where are we going today?"

Their eyes flinched when they heard Ahn Soo Ho speak their language so fluently. His pronunciation made him sound like he was a native.

"Huh?"

One of the bewildered guides got a hold of himself and stepped up.

"We're going to go to two more places after this."
"I see. Well, let's see. Then today's accommodation must be in… Garissa?"
"Um, yes."

Ahn Soo Ho took out a cigarette and handed one to him. He turned happy. Just because they were a guide in Kenya didn't mean they made good money. Africans also had a tendency to become friends if someone gave them something.

"How are the borders these days? Is it still hectic?"
"Somalia? It's always crazy there."

He obtained all sorts of information by smoking with the guide. During the days of the European empire, all sorts of borders were drawn, but they were rarely followed. Borders didn't mean much in Africa. Even the concept of a nation was vague, and the tribal mindset was so strong that not many thought of themselves as citizens.

"The UN is also planning to reduce the size of the refugee village. So the vibe has been strange these days."
"Why is that?"
"Do you seriously have no idea? It's because of the Al Shabab. They've already penetrated deep into Nairobi."

Al Shabab.
Just the fact that their name started with "Al" suggested that they were an Islamic group. They were one of the worst terrorist organizations in Eastern Africa.
Ahn Soo Ho thought that SI was actually worse than Al Shabab. Al Shabab at least didn't kill any Muslims but not the SI. They were close to heathens, and they punished Muslims.
After Boko Haram went to shit from the Nigerian war (they were actually shit on by Ahn Soo Ho), the African Islamic organizations naturally took over Eastern Africa. Due to the baseless rumors claiming that the US military's next target was Sudan, there was an energy of an oncoming war, but the Islamic terrorist groups exploded rather than reducing in size.
People with intelligence felt doubtful.
'Where did all that money come from?'
Where did they get the money to create a military of thousands of people? Some claimed that they must have made an agreement with the Somalian pirates. There were rumors that their funds came from those pirates.
Ahn Soo Ho shook his head. There were limits to how much money pirates could secure. And since there was no guarantee that they would succeed, it was common for the account of the pirates to take the money and leave.
And on top of that, the US marines were going in and out of Djibouti, so it was hard to be pirates nowadays. In order to protect the paths to the Suez Canal, India, Japan, China, Korea, and even Australia, they sent their Marines to help.

'That's why they needed the label of being environmental activists.'

The inside of Somalia was always chaos, but toward the ocean were marines of multiple countries. The NR Peace Keepers worked toward saving the Somalian refugees, and as a result, James Bungee's black heart decided to go a different direction.
The IAEA was huge with more resources than anyone could imagine. And when it came to modern civilization's nuclear fuel tracing technology, they were at a level of hitting below the pictogram range.
In other words, there was no hole to crawl out of.
Despite never having been near North Korea's nuclear facilities, the IAEA was able to predict what kind of experiments they were conducting. However, the IAEA weren't perfect either. If they targeted a region, they would find it 100%, but when looking through the entire world, it was impossible for them to detect nuclear materials.
And if they were hidden well, it was possible they would never find it.
After serving the native actors, the volunteer group proceeded to their next destination. That place was probably going to be similar to this one. Thanks to the photographer's passion, the famous people holding a black child and looking sad would probably be reborn as art.
Humanism
It could be described with that one word.
It had been a long time since rescue became a business. Average people believed that their small donations went to children in need, but the truth was, it all went toward a reserve. The money that actually went to the sites came from large sums, not small ones. Most of the small funds were spent on the preparations of the rescue operations.

"Huh?"

The bus was blocked by cars on their way to their next village.
They were Japanese cars in disguise.
While they loved Toyota cars, they killed way too many Japanese people. Just like Boko Haram, their flag was always a black background with white letters on top.

"#w$@^%#$!"

The bus driver immediately turned the handle, but as soon as he could, gunshots were fired.

Bang, bang-

As soon as the bullets went through the bus, it was pandemonium. The cars suddenly popped out of nowhere and shot at the bus from all sides.

"Agh!"

The guards that were supposed to protect everyone ran away, and some of them got killed in the process. Rosette Group's guards didn't have real-life experience.
Ahn Soo Ho felt weird.
He had very little memory of being attacked in such a way in the mercenary world. Just as Do Min Ho put it, this was a very fresh and new experience. He whispered something to Go Ah Jin, who was frozen beside him, and got up.

"Get down and lower your heads."
"Pardon? Ok… okay!"

As soon as Ahn Soo Ho got out of his seat, he met eyes with Han Chae Kyung. Ahn Soo Ho mouthed the words to her, and she reflexively nodded.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang-

An automatic gun landed in each of his hands, and as soon as he pulled the trigger, the heads of the assailants blew up like watermelons. A huge smokescreen followed.

Bang, bang, bang- Bang, bang-

The terrorists were taken aback by the sudden impairment of their vision. The shabby mercenaries ran away while the rest were taken care of quite easily, but the resistance grew stronger.

"Agh!"
"Agh!"

The screaming of his allies could be heard from within the smoke.

"W… what's going on?"

On their way from kidnapping the National Geographic filming team, they found another delicious prey and pounced. The more hostages they had, the better their negotiation would be.

'A… a trap?'

Was this a trap of the Kenyan government? He hadn't heard of anything like that though. While the command panicked, Ahn Soo Ho sniped the bastards one by one. As the gunfires slowed down, the smoke cleared up, and among the dead assailants was Ahn Soo Ho.
And with him at the center, red flowers bloomed.
And then there was a sunset.

"Gulp!"

It made no sense.

'This is crazy.'

Wasn't war a cruel thing? However, among the dead assailants' blood and death was Ahn Soo Ho looking more beautiful than ever. A famous Korean photographer, Yoon Ki Hyun captured this beauty on camera.
He blamed it on the instincts of an artist.

< Protect – Episode 225 – Green Peace [4] > The end.

Original Synopsis:

In a world where money and power trumps all, Ahn Soo Ho, A.K.A. Magician, uses his superhuman abilities and his knowledge of the intelligence world to climb to the very top of the totem pole.
 
Due to his intimidating stature and cold personality, most would assume he’s doing it out of greed, but what many don’t know is that he has three weaknesses: His mother, his little sister, and his top star girlfriend, Jang Seol Hyun.
 
Join Ahn Soo Ho on an adventure through the mercenary, the establishment of his own entertainment company, and a trip around the world as he makes his way to become the richest man of Korea and protects what truly matters to him.

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Translator's Introduction

In a world where money and power trumps all, Ahn Soo Ho, A.K.A. Magician, uses his superhuman abilities and his knowledge of the intelligence world to climb to the very top of the totem pole.
 
Due to his intimidating stature and cold personality, most would assume he’s doing it out of greed, but what many don’t know is that he has three weaknesses: His mother, his little sister, and his top star girlfriend, Jang Seol Hyun.
 
Join Ahn Soo Ho on an adventure through the mercenary, the establishment of his own entertainment company, and a trip around the world as he makes his way to become the richest man of Korea and protects what truly matters to him.

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We corrected the title from "Protect" to "Sooho" when we discussed with Munpia Editorial Team

HI! would like to give some notes; 

{...}‹‹‹‹‹Things inside this means it's a translation because in this novel we would be using 5 languages(Tagalog(Filipino), Chinese, Korean, English, and Japanese).

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27th of may can we turn back time. Summer of 2008, everyone was in the living room, I can hear everyone laughing, playing, talking and excited about something. Weird, right? that was the first summer, my parents, my two sisters and I are here in Cavite together for days.

"Pia, Bakit ka nasa kusina pumunta ka dito makipaglaro ka sa mga pinsan mo"
{Pia, why are you in the kitchen come here and play with your counsins} auntie Creese shouted. 

As I walked to the living room, I find it odd that everyone seems to be expecting someone. After minutes of playing, talking and repeat, someone rang the doorbell which was my first time hearing it because who would want to ring a doorbell in a scary ancestral house in the middle of the night LIKE DUDE I WOULDN'T DO THAT. My Mama ran excitedly greeting the two people who are white as milk, eyes like my mama, and they carry big heavy-looking bags. 

They talked for hours and hours, my sisters seem to know them, my cousins seem to know them, Who? A relative? Friend?Kidnapper? Ghosts? But there's something about them I can't help but notice, who is the little kid between those two white people, I didn't notice him entering and he kept silent since he came. Nobody seems to pay attention to him, like me...hehe..., should I go and talk to him and...nevermind I'll just approach him.

"Hey, why don't go talk?" four years old I said
as he just stared at me, I felt everyone's cold look and the room went dead. 
"He...can talk?" I asked the girl seating next to him.
 "Oh dear he can, how time flies you already can talk," she answered laughing.
"then, you can play with him."
"of course, dear" she looked like she was amused by my use of words then their murmuring began again.

I pulled him and we played in our grandparent's room. My grandfather is already sleeping with my other cousin. so we just played silently, both of us didn't care to know the time and played until we fell asleep. I woke up in our grandparent's bed with him sleeping by my side. 
"Still dark but so peaceful". Too quiet!.... I ran towards the leaving room finding no one, the house was calm as the dead sea then I saw my dad outside with my mama ready to leave for work, to go to the city. They wouldn't bother to wake me up cause I'll just make a fuss out of it. This time I won't cry....not gonna cry.....no....cryy... "Mama...ahhhh...ahhhh...leaving again...alone"

"Pia, don't cry if you cry your parents might get into an accident,"My grandfather told me him believing in folk ways. Stop it ...stop crying. 
My parents departed again seeing them in the next few months or years, maybe never. 

"come on, let's eat breakfast," the grandfather said.

Everyone was eating with white people. I sat between My Bernadette and the white kid, "hey I had a lot of fun last night" I whispered in his ears, he smiled and nods at me. While eating the white people told us that the little kid will be living with us during school breaks. They stayed for at least four days then the two older white people left but before they left I asked what the kid's name was and it was 김치상(Gim Ji Sang or Andrew). They left the kid alone with a bunch of strangers. He still didn't utter a word since he came, he smiles, nods, sleep, eats and repeat.
"May sakit ba si Andrew ate?" I asked {is Andrew sick?}

"Wala, di lang say nag Sasalita ng Tagalog at English, Korean Kasi says" {No he isn't, he just doesn't speak English and Tagalog, because he's Korean,} My sister replied. Now that I retell my story I feel like my sister is racist.

"Laro kami Kasama sila Alexander at Miguel"{gonna play with him, Alexander and Miguel} I said. My sister nods. 

after hanging out for a few days with us surprisingly he can talk little Tagalog. He's very smart for a seven-year-old kid. Learning a new language in a new environment in an instant was a good thing, that's what I thought, BEFORE, but more likely it triggered my grandfather's Chinese blood like hell.

"Mga apo, pipili kayo ng isang porma ng sining. Aaralin niyo ito ng mabuti ah"{My grandchildren, I would want you to pick one art form and study it well} My grandfather THOUGHTFULLY said 

I get to be the last 'cause I'm second to the youngest, unfortunately, the youngest was just born this June so she still can't pick. everyone picked and it can't be repeated. So as I picked mine, Grandfather Tae stopped me and said: "I have a better idea for you".
"what is it?"
"you will study Chinese, my precious little princess"

I have no choice but to agree, you can't refuse older people, that would be considered as an act of disrespect. I had to go to China during breaks and study. That's what he told me and my parents. My very very thoughtful parents agreed to it without thinking about what I would feel. A new environment, a new language, new people. I hate it, In The Philippines, you start at 6 years old to study in an elementary since I'm still 4 I had to stay in China for 2 years and take my pre-schooling there.

They would send me to my uncle's house in Wuxi, China. He's a nice guy like my dad but he's also like my grandfather Tae, pushes you to your the limits even if it's against your will. Uncle Yeng came to pick me up early in the morning to catch the flight at 11 am. Everyone said their farewell message and I don't feel touch, I feel like crying because  I'd be far away for them for years. 
Before going Andrew hug me and said "don't forget me when you go to China and Thank you for teaching me Tagalog, I'll wait for you, Pia. Let's play again when you get back, alright?".Their cold hugs, my cold stare and my bestfriend.


         
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It took them great effort to finally understand Anthony's awkward phrasing, as the translation produced by mobile software were grammatically incorrect…
In the sewers, they exchanged a startled look. It was their first time hearing that CTALI was applicable in underground transport as well… Are you dead broke? You must be, right?!
Deep sea white sand was nothing ordinary, and every earth-type Metahuman would die to obtain it. But why had it become a caption tool in this pro's hands…
Usually, the various organizations would treat each other with courtesy, as the top survival strategy in this era was to have fewer enemies and focus more on strengthening one's own power. But now, they had run into an unreasonable yet invincible rival. Who could they find for help?
At first, Lu Xiaoyu was annoyed that someone wanted to peek on them inside their safe house. But he thoughts had changed. Now she only wanted to rob them…
Although Lu Shu had given her enough pocket money and even his debit card was with her, she felt guilty for spending Lu Shu's hard-earned cash. When they went shopping, she would still pick cheaper products.
Lu Shu labored arduously day after day, so how could she squander it away? Lu Xiaoyu had decided that she would earn money herself!
Moreover, she had always wanted to treat Lu Shu to a meal and had cast her eyes on a supreme buffet in Luo City priced at 300 yuan each.
However, how could she treat him with his money? Unwilling to do so, she had started to make money on her own…
While Anthony was counting the money, Lu Xiaoyu was elated in her room. No wonder Lu Shu was so fond of making money, as the happiness attached was so profound… 
With so many different currencies, she had to get them exchanged at the bank. But Lu Xiaoyu was not in a rush.
The line of Metahumans were beginning to have doubts about their lives when the pro began counting money like a kid. It was probably the Class B with the most unique personality that they had ever met…
Just how poor are you?!
The expert's mysterious image had fallen flat in their mind…
Despite coming from various countries, English was a universally understood language for most Practitioners. After all, unlike Lu Xiaoyu who had spent most of her time in China, proficiency in English was a necessary skill for those risking their lives on the international arena.
Meanwhile, the deep sea white sand had rearranged into another line of software-translation-styled English. "I will give you something in exchange." 
Instantly, everyone held their breaths in surprise. Was the pro suddenly being generous and intended on teaching them some earth-type secret skills? Or was it a recipe to Class B?
If not, it would be good to simply leave a positive impression so that the pro might provide some protection in the remains. In that case, they would be much safer, as there were a total of only eleven Class B experts in all of Pattaya.
Everyone looked at Anthony expectantly, but the latter remained still for a long moment. After pondering for up to two minutes and one minute for the translation tool to finish its job, another line appeared. "Since you are entering the remains soon…"
Everyone lit up, as expected, the pro was about to…
But before they could jump in joy, the sand had rearranged. "then i will grant you 365 wishes."
What bloody 365 wishes?! They felt insulted intellectually…
The thing was, how many days would they spend in the remains? 365 wishes were totally more than enough…
At the same time, Lu Shu was still looking closely at his background panel in an attempt to make some deductions about the real-time situations based on the fluctuation in distress points. Just when there was a hint at calming down, another surge appeared, which brought Lu Shu into reflection again…
Then, he finally realized something was off. Turning to Lu Xiaoyu's room, he demanded, "Where is Anthony? Did you let him out for a fight?!"
Lu Xiaoyu's smiling eyes squeezed into two little crescents, "Don't worry. Everything is under control!"
Lu Shu, "…"
An awful hunch reminded Lu Shu that the entire city went into upheaval the last time Lu Xiaoyu said so…
At this moment, Anthony rose from the surface, with a handful of change in his hands, including Korean Won, Japanese Yen, US Dollars and Euros…
Lu Shu drew a startled breath, "How many people did you rob? What are you up to!?"
"To treat you to a meal," Lu Xiaoyu said as though it was only natural, "I heard there's a new buffet restaurant with high ratings. This is my own money!"
Lu Shu mused for a long while, suddenly understanding Lu Xiaoyu's intentions. Meanwhile, he never cared about where the money was from…
He smiled, "Then we must have something superlative."
"Of course!" Lu Xiaoyu was happy to finally have the ability to earn money on her own. Although she did not do it lawfully, it was her private savings after all.
Ever since they embarked on the journey of revenge, both of them had experienced certain changes in their personality. To put it more accurately, it was more of a liberation than change.
...
In the end, Li Yixiao could not sell all their magical stones. Not because of the language barrier, though, but he was unhappy about the local price range. In China, the market price for a stone would be stabilized at around 120,000 yuan. But here, taking currency exchange rates into consideration, it was only 80,000 yuan each. Thus, Li Yixiao decided to hold onto his stones after selling only one.
Instead of returning to the market, Lu Shu immediately phoned the old man. After careful consideration, he made up his mind to resell his stones and the eleven petals through the Golden Foundation. Although particularly valuable, they were useless in his hands.
Thus, Lu Shu would rather exchange it for practical combat effectiveness.
The old man did not question him about the origin of his resources, nor his plan. Lu Shu only asked to trade his twenty-five magical stones and eleven petals for forty-five ragged magical weapons, as food for his divine water.
Thoroughly disappointed in his purple golden gourd, Lu Shu had no alternatives but to redirect his attention to the golden divine water. After a day's research, he realized the item might possibly be one of the three legendary divine waters.
Nonetheless, the golden divine water in history only fed on flesh and bones and was never recorded to have means to grow. But Lu Shu's water was like sulfuric acid with the ability to devour magical weapons. Maybe we should call it divine water for now.
Lu Shu had tried to touch the water himself. Interestingly, he would not be corroded, which meant more functions were available.
Despite the supreme attacking power of Corpsedog and Concealed Arrow among Class C flying daggers, Lu Shu was in need of presentable defense tools. Though powerful, his celestial cloak was never meant to be shown.
Then, a question struck him. At a time when other Class C's made use of their elemental armor and Anthony with his condensed armor made of deep sea white sand, he could use some help from his divine water!
With the golden divine water outside, coating the celestial cloak inside, his defense abilities would be greatly boosted!
Truth be told, Lu Shu was indeed envious of Li Yixiao's tough-skinned and unkillable Tiger Fist…
As the saying went, everything comes to he who has money…


Magical energy has come to this world; Lu Shu could only stare as one powerhouse after another appear.

Looking at his own peculiar ability, he exhaled a breath of cold air.

Dog balls!

...

This is a story of how Lu Shu used poisonous chicken soup to become the Demon King

Translator Synopsis:

This is the story of an orphan, Lu Shu. He is not any regular orphan, but a metahuman experiencing the changes in himself, his country and the world during the dawn of the magical era. Watch as Lu Shu embarks on a journey to hone his peculiar abilities together with his sister, the adorable and charismatic Lu Xiaoyu. Along the way, they’ll encounter supernatural events, obstacles and even the most powerful people in their country. How will Lu Shu make the best of his abilities and oust his never-ending list of rivals and opponents?

After the conclusion of the S Worlds Tournament, Demacia Cafe returned to its usual challenge matches.
The prize had accumulated to over 20,000 yuan, but not a single team has been able to beat the defending team to take the stack of cash back home.
Following the defeat of almost every team nearby, fewer and fewer bright-eyed challengers were coming in each day. The strength of the defending team had received the approval and recognition of every LOL player in the surrounding area, so not many people were willing to basically donate their money away by facing them.
Of course, Boss Lei wasn't going to let their battle stage be left idle like this.
Mr Lei was part of the Shanghai Cybercafe Association, so he spent a little money advertising their defending team at a few distinguished cybercafes and clubs in the Shanghai area. The advertisement was simple. If you could beat their defending team, the almost 30,000 yuan cash prize was yours for the taking!
A single game worth almost 30,000 yuan, who wouldn't want to try their hand at that sort of prize?
As soon as the ads were posted around Shanghai's cybercafes and gaming clubs, the manager, Xiao Duo Duo's phone, was bursting with requests for a challenge as teams from all over jumped at the opportunity to check out this so-called "undefeated" team at Demacia Cafe. Of course this included some second-rate and third-rate professional players looking for some fun.
Just by freeing up a weekend and 5,000 yuan, you could stand a chance to bring back almost sixty times your investments, and with returns as high as that, no one could resist!
During this time, Lin Dong and the rest of the team felt the obvious wave of pressure placed upon their shoulders with the sudden influx of challenging teams coming to dethrone them.
While previous challengers only knew the basics of ganking and team fights, Team Skycrown quickly realized that their current matchups were against opponents who really know how to control the game!
Their manipulation over the game was scary, using the snowball effect to try and win quickly by first pushing down a single lane and then using that advantage to take control over the entire map, eventually destroying their enemies' entire line of defense.
These teams knew that the defending team's bottom lane was their weak point, and thus, spent the majority of the game focusing on the bottom side of the map, taking turrets, claiming the Dragon, and stealing buffs. The defending team was almost tempted to surrender at the 20-minute mark.
Luckily, the 4 remaining members of Team Skycrown had the skills to backup their invincible claim, managing to always make a comeback from the worst situations to burst their opponents down during the mid to late game.
The opponents synergized well, but compared to the first-grade teams found in the LPL, they just weren't as flexible or as careful. Their two front lines, Da Luo and Zhou Yan, were always able to catch every misplay the enemy made with their deep understanding of the game's mechanics, effectively prolonging the game so that their team could scale and overpower their opposition.
During the past 6 months or so, Team Skycrown had faced teams with every fighting style you could think of, and they knew the mainstream compositions like the back of their hand, able to see through the fatal flaws of off-meta picks as well. You can't deny, some of the teams conjured up through a spark of inspiration could be pretty daunting, and apart from the calm, serious vibe that professional players let off, these teams could easily rival pro players with their skills, combos, and strange tactics!
The guys from Team Skycrown had originally thought that there wasn't much purpose in fighting these cybercafe competitions since their opponents would always be too weak.
But now, their views had shifted. With a 30,000 yuan jackpot behind them, Team Skycrown could feel the murderous glares from their opponents burn into their skulls. Just last week, some second-rate professionals had faced them, confusing Team Skycrown with unorthodox tactics and almost had them beat.
Middle lane had been pushed through, the Baron was taken, the vision in the jungle was completely controlled, and there weren't many chances for a comeback with these factors in play. If it weren't for Wu Sen and Da Luo camping in a bush near the second tower to catch the teleporting enemy Nasus, their 30,000 yuan prize would've been gone!
The teams around Shanghai weren't to be messed with. If the prize money continued to grow, with the news spreading to a few big neighboring districts and cities, catching the attention of the top players in the mainland, Team Skycrown would be through. Unless a team really had a massive gap in skill level between them and all other teams, it just wasn't feasible to try and keep up a one hundred percent win rate.
***
As Lin Dong, Zhou Yan, Da Luo, and Wu Sen, were fighting for their lives, being mercilessly slaughtered and left out to be eaten by vultures, all the while biting back insults and complaints so that they could eventually make a comeback during the late game, Luocheng was sitting between all of them, climbing the ranks in the Korean server without a single care in the world.
Going from Platinum to Diamond, and then from Diamond V to Diamond I, Luocheng was delighted to find shadows of Korean pro players lurking around his rank already.
People in Diamond I and II of the Korean server would already be considered top players back in China, this was in part due to them being updated at the same pace as America, but also because the Korean server was just a single server for the whole country, totally different from China which had over ten servers.
If you were to say so-and-so was the top player, the first reaction you'd get from people would be "Wow, which server are they from?", and if they were anything but Ionia, Bilgewater, or Freljord, you would be dismissed almost immediately.
But if you were to say that you were a top player in the Korea server, it wouldn't be just an abstract concept, since there was only one server, the rankings in the server could basically substitute as a nationwide skill-level ranking!
There were over 200 players who were considered to be the "top players" in the Korean server, and a lot of pro players and other top players from China often went over to the Korean server to play a bit of ranked.
Back when Cat Eye, Qiu Shenping, had gotten into one of the top player ranking spots in Korea, he had gained quite a following. After all, there were only so many spots in that ranking, and one spot taken meant one less chance for someone else to get in. For a foreigner to take that spot, wouldn't that be seen as a challenge?
However, it had been Xiao Bei who had climbed with that account, and so, after Xiao Bei had stopped playing, that account was quickly pushed out of the top rankings and Qiu Shenping eventually faded into the background of the e-sports scene.
Luocheng and Shallow Dream had a very high win-rate, and unlike others who spent a really long time trying to get into Diamond, they only used a few days.
The hardest part was getting from Diamond V to Diamond II!
The skill gap between these ranks was immense as it was saturated with main accounts and smurf accounts of pro players, there were even professional play-by-play narrators. Besides that, there were copious amounts of players from other countries here looking to learn of the newest tactics from the Koreans. A lot of team leaders like Luocheng hid around this rank and this was quite a hindrance for Luocheng and Shallow Dream.
"Mid, ADC, and Support are taken, so I'll go jungle and you go top?" Luocheng asked Shallow Dream.
Unless you typed in English, Chinese characters would all become blank squares in the Korean server. Luocheng and Shallow Dream mainly communicated through the QQ app, and though he had asked for a voice call several times now, Shallow Dream still refused him each time, and Luocheng would be lying if he said he wasn't suspicious of her identity.
"I can't Top," Shallow Dream said straightforwardly.
"It's cool, I'll camp you. You'll get fed all the same!" Luocheng announced confidently.
***
"I've seen you! I hate you!" Suddenly the enemy Top typed English words into the all chat!
Luocheng was pretty shocked. He hadn't played in the Korean servers for quite a while, and yet, he was still recognized. Had Luocheng destroyed him while he was carrying a girl? If he hadn't, why would this person keep a grudge for the better part of a year?
Luocheng replied in his fluent English, "die,ting,bu,dong,han,wen!"
(T/N: "I don't understand Korean!" in romanized Chinese.)
"…" Shallow Dream was probably in awe of Luocheng's perfect reply.
"China rat, when we were just about to obliterate you, you go and hide!?" Suddenly, this player Pakeblablablahamida said in a slew of Chinese.
Luocheng was stunned for a second, this dude spoke Chinese!? Wow!
Thinking about it further, the guy probably just used Google Translate.
Luocheng went and found his own translating website and typed a phrase, asking who he was.
"あなたは誰!"
Shallow Dream couldn't watch ant longer and messaged Luocheng on the QQ app, 'You sent that in Japanese'!
Luocheng let out an awkward laugh, "My bad, my bad, I was wondering why those words looked oddly familiar."
"Oddly familiar?" Shallow Dream didn't get what he was saying.
"Um, you're a good kid."
***
"I'm Team STG's Pake, your video made us very annoyed, you'd better cut my name out!" The enemy team sent another line of Chinese, it looked like they were really using some sort of translating app.
"What translating app are you using? It's so accurate," Luocheng asked.
Google Translate was infamously bad, basically translating word for word, class Chinese-style English, and Luocheng cringed just thinking about it.
***
Seoul, Korea.
A handsome young man with long hair opened his translation app in frustration, reading the completely unrelated question on the screen. He was this close to grinding him into the ground!
"Are you sure it's him, Mr. Park?" A blond-haired man asked from beside him.
"I'm sure, I'd recognize this ID even if I turned to dust!" Park Yisheng shouted.
It wasn't Yisheng's fault that he reacted to Luocheng's ID the same way he would react to his parents' murderer. During the new year, Yisheng had made an appearance as a famous professional player from the Korean server on a popular LOL show.
Acting as a guest, he gave the audience a play-by-play analysis of a bottom lane game and tips on how to improve. The audience had been so enthralled that they opened their books to take notes.
"Next, let's take our knowledge into a real game." Yisheng didn't know it at the time, but this sentence was the start of his nightmare.
Other show hosts would have probably gone into a custom game just to demonstrate a few techniques in a practical setting, but being as cocky as he was, Yisheng had decided to go into a ranked game, in a Platinum almost Diamond rank match.
Too bad though that that was when Luocheng and Shallow Dream were climbing. It was really just bad luck that Yisheng had queued directly into the peculiar duo of Luocheng and Shallow Dream.
The outcome was as expected, and without a good Support, Yisheng was left crying for his mom. Those Korean high schoolers who had brought all their notebooks? Their pens and their jaws were all on the floor.
Pro players hated these sorts of situations. LOL was already a 5-man game, even if they could maintain a 90 percent win rate in Plat and Diamond, there was still a solid 10 percent chance that they would throw everything, and that 10 percent just so happened to show itself during a broadcasted show. The host was at a loss for words, what could he say to save Park Yisheng from the humiliation he was inevitably going to receive for being beaten very badly.
Professional players who had appeared on the past programs had had smooth lanes, and if they lost, the host would just say so-and-so was actually really strong, it's just that their teammates were bad, once again making it clear that LOL was a team game first and foremost, relieving any awkwardness still hanging in the air from the loss.
But the thing was, Yisheng's teammates that game didn't do horribly, so for him to feed in his lane…
That was the first time in his professional career that Yisheng had made an appearance on a programme that showed his face, and when he saw the horrified expression on their faces, all he wanted was to crawl into a ditch and die.
And to add insult to injury, the video had been clipped by JX and posted onto the main page for the China area.
Luocheng obviously hadn't known that they were recording, because if he did, he wouldn't have killed them so much that they couldn't come up to soak experience.
If he knew they had been recording, Luocheng would've spawn-killed him under the fountain, duh!
Rubbing salt into wounds, that's my favourite thing!


When a national athlete of China laughs at the concept of being able to win a gold medal in video gaming, what a pro-gamer like yourself ought to do is take your size-42 shoe and measure it against his pretty face!
When parents, relatives, friends, and all the rest of society scoff at pro-gaming and say it’s not a real job… what else can you do but hold true to your passion for the competitive multiplayer scene, and resolutely turn away from their doubts!
Have you ever thought that it could actually become an official event during the Olympics, perhaps within the next four years—a game of split-second reactions and seamless teamwork between five-man squads, the ultimate test of reflexes and finesse, in an arena where players compete with all their heart and soul… 
This is e-sports!
Let the champions roar ‘Demacia!’ and rock the world to its foundations!

"Okay, then we will directly contact Professor Wang. I have a translator with me here right now, who is very good at translating Chinese into Korean. I will ask him to translate this book."
"Is that translator good at the Chinese language?"
"Not only the Chinese language. He speaks Korean fluently too."
"Korean language?"
"The translator studied in China. He is also a writer. His novel was once selected for an award as well. He is currently teaching the Chinese language in a college. For the translation work from Chinese into Korean, a translator needs to know not just the Chinese language but also the Korean language."
"Hmm. I see. All other books started being translated already? Since you made a contract with an agency for those books."
"That's right. The process of publishing a book is quicker if we do it through an agency. They proceed with all the necessary steps on behalf of us. However, as to the Professor Jien Wang's book, we have to take care of everything; we will even have to go to a bank to send the money to be paid in advance to Professor Jien Wang to China."
"I see."
"The Japanese books that we are publishing with the help of an agency are light read books with small pages, which are easy to read. The translation for those books won't take long."
"What about Professor Wang's book? Will it take long to translate?"
"That book is more like a scholarly book. The translation will take about two months."
"I see. Well, I am not familiar with the publishing business, so I am heavily counting on you, President Shin."
"Thank you."
 
Gun-Ho was sitting on his chair in his office, and he was thinking quietly with his eyes closed.
'I formed a publishing company—GH Media—sort of on impulse because I had adequate workers for that business: Jae-Sik and the workers from the design company. I am not sure if the company will generate enough revenue though. I invested 300 million won in that company, and I wonder if that money will vanish in a short period of time. Seukang Li is now the director of the bureau of cultural affairs in Shanghai, China, and he has the power in the field, including publishing books and media. I wonder if there will be an opportunity for me to do something using my connection with him.'
 
Gun-Ho couldn't think of anything for now, that would bring him some profit using his connection with Seukang Li.
"Well, there is nothing much I can do other than to rely on President Jeong-Sook Shin, who is known to have the hand of Midas in the publishing industry."
Gun-Ho then chuckled.
"The hand of Midas? The real hand of Midas should be my hand, I suppose."
 
Gun-Ho then thought of the joint venture opportunity with Dyeon.
'I am moving my current factory in Asan City to Jiksan Town and establish Dyeon Korea at the current location by investing in kind. Once I form a new company—Dyeon Korea—I will have to invest funds in it again. Would 3 million dollars be enough? Dyeon America probably invested in kind with old equipment and valued it at a high price.'
 
Gun-Ho continued to think while having a cup of coffee.
'I will tell them that we shouldn't name the company Dyeon Korea. The company will target the entire Asian market. If other companies which buy our products name their company as Dyeon China, Dyeon Indonesia, or Dyeon Taiwan, that would be overwhelming. I will name the company GH Chemical instead. Its products are a sort of synthetic resins; I guess I can add the word 'Chemical' to the company name. The problem is whether those Americans would approve the name—GH Chemical?'
 
Gun-Ho started having a headache. He wanted to get some fresh air and get some rest. He headed to Dujeong Town in Cheonan City and went into a massage shop behind the Lotte Mart.
"This is so good. I feel so relaxed."
 
After having a massage and while he was walking out of the massage shop, Gun-Ho gave a call to Director Yoon who had been working at the new factory construction site in Jiksan Town.
"Why don't we have lunch together today?"
The two men went to a Galbi* restaurant called Gyeongbuk Palace. Money was good. Gun-Ho had nice food all the time, and he could get a massage whenever he felt like it. He was living large.
 
Gun-Ho received a call from Suk-Ho Lee from Geyongridan Street. It was the first time in a long time.
"You have been busy, right? I am just calling you to hear your voice."
"How's your honeymoon life? Aren't you having a baby yet?"
"Speaking of which, I decided to expand my business."
"Expanding to where?"
"I saw a nice place in Itaewon Town."
"Oh, really? You will do fine since you are good at business."
"But I am a bit short on funds to expand my bar. Are you willing to invest about 200 million won in my business?"
"Haha. I don't invest in anything; especially between friends. If things go well, that would be great, but if things don't go well, I might lose a friend. I don't risk that."
"Umm… If you say so…"
"Also, I don't handle funds myself. My company's accounting department handles all financial related matters."
"What about you personally invest in my business?"
"I don't have personal money. I put everything I had into the company when I bought the company. I am on a payroll just like any other employees."
"Really? I thought you would invest some in my bar business."
"I'm sorry that I couldn't. I know it wasn't easy for you to ask me for it. Why don't we have a drink or something?"
"Actually, Won-Chul Jo called me and suggested having a gathering sometime soon."
"Sure. Let's get together. It has been a while since I saw you guys."
 
Once Gun-Ho got off the phone with Suk-Ho, he talked to himself decisively.
"I have more than 200 billion won in my stock account. However, I will never be involved in a personal monetary dealing with anybody. I am sorry but I can't spend my money on anyone even though someone is dying. When I worked at a factory, no one lent me even 100,000 won. Whenever I asked someone to borrow money, they would ask me how come I couldn't even borrow 100,000 won from somewhere else. I will never spend my money on anyone, never ever."
 
Gun-Ho then yelled loudly while looking up at the sky,
"I won't spend even a penny to anyone! Never! Ever!"
 
Several days passed when Gun-Ho received another call from Suk-Ho Lee from Gyeongridan Street again.
"Gun-Ho? I talked with Won-Chul. We will meet at Gangnam Station next Saturday. You are coming, right?"
"Gangnam Station?"
"Yeah. I actually wanted to meet in Itaewon Town, but some of them complained that it wasn't a convenient place for them to come. I think they are all the same: Itaewon Town and Gangnam Station. Don't you think?"
"Oh, that's good. Jae-Sik is working in a publishing company close to Gangnam Station. I will ask him to find a good place for us all to meet around the area."
"Jae-Sik is working for a publishing company?"
"Yeah. It's a start-up company. He is working as a chief editor there."
"Really? Well, I received the high school alumni directory book, so does everyone else. I guess he is not a swindler after all."
"No, he is not at all. He is a very earnest man. You guys just don't know."
Gun-Ho thought that his high school friends didn't have someone to bully anymore, and they might feel bored by now.
 
Note*
Galbi — Korean grilled beef ribs.

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

KASEY'S POV

"Kasey gising na were already here." sambit ni lolo habang bahagya nyang niyuyugyog ang balikat ko.

Dahan dahan ko namang iminulat ang aking mga mata, at sa pag mulat ko ang berdeng kapaligiran ang una kong natanaw mula sa bintana ng eroplano.

Naka lapag na pala kami.

"gising na po ako lolo" I said habang kinukusot ang mga mata kong antok pa mula sa byahe.

By the way let me introduce myself i am Kasey Okamoto seventeen years old the only daughter of one of the best and well known Restaurant owner in Japan, I have an older brother and he was five years older at ngayon nasa Japan sya, he was staying there due to his job and he told us that he was the one who will took care of our business with our relatives while my father was in America managing the branches of our restaurants there habang nandito kami ni Lolo sa Pilipinas, bibisitahin na lang daw nya kami from time to time.

I am a half Japanese I grew up in Korea then we moved to Japan five years ago so I can speak four languages already; English, Japanase, Korean and Filipino since my mom was a Filipina.

My mom died three years ago, she had a cancer and there's only a little chance for her to be cured since it was at stage four when they diagnosed it. And that was another and different story to tell, it doesn't matter now because we already accepted that fact.

And now we're here at Airport, me and my grandfather are staying here in Philippines for the meantime , because he was planning on putting up anther branch of our business here , which means I am transferring to a new school, at first I insist na maiiwan na lang ako sa Japan kasama ang kuya ko but I failed to convince him.

Besides I already thought that it might be a good way for me to forget and ease all of my pain , and my grandparents from my mother's side are here and he say that they wanted to see me, that's why I am looking forward in staying here in the Philippines, I'm excited to see what waits me here.

New environment and people.

People?, I wonder if I could manage to socialize once again.

"Kasey tara na" lolo called for me kaya naman I just nod and then follow him as we walk through the airport.

I was just listening to my favorite song while on our way to the house kung saan kami titira, my dad told me na ang bahay na titirahan namin ni lolo ay ang bahay na sila mismo ni mama ang nag design, he say that, that was their dream house they built it and stayed there for a year before they move to Korea and that time that they move to Korea was the time that my mom was pregnant at me because my grandparents want them to stay with them.

Sana lang maging maganda ang pag stay namin dito, at sana talaga maging maayos ang lahat.

I really hope and wish for it.


NICE'S POV

"hmmp" ungot ko habang naka ub-ob pa rin sa desk ko.

Sino ba naman kasi itong bwisit na sundot ng sundot sa braso ko?.

Narinig kong bumuntong hininga ang katabi ko, sa wakas titigil na rin ito kaka dutdot sa braso ko.

"Nice, tinatawag ka na ni Ma'am" bulong ni James sa akin, na syang kanina pang sundot ng sundot sa braso ko.

Napa ayos naman ako ng upo ng marinig ko ang sinabi nya.

"Mr.Tolentino how many times do i have to tell you that i don't want my students to sleep during my class, right?!."sigaw sa akin ng English teacher namin na halatang inis na inis na dahil halos maging isnag linya na lamang ang kanyang kilay.

"I'm sorry ma'am" mahina kong sambit habang inaayos ang polo kong nagusot na.

A few minutes later, fifteen minutes of boring at nakaka antok na lecture ay natapos na din ang klase.

"hey Nice, let's hangout to Vincent's place today, after school" Hanz told me as soon as ma'am leave our classroom.

"Hey!, why are you deciding all of a sudden without asking my permission, you moron!" Vincent scold Hanz as he heard what he say.

Isang malawak na ngiti naman ang kanyang isinagot dito.

"Why?, let's just celebrate this day dahil sinagot na si Kris ni Cherry" he told us happily, tsk naka isang boteng energy drink ata tong mokong na to, parang sya pa ang sinagot ni Cherry.

"ok fine, tsk" Vincent say after he sigh.

Then it's settled, we are going to throw a party for Kris today. Walang alam si Kris sa mga pinaplano namin, hindi din naman nya kami naririnig dahil malayo sya sa samin, sila ni Claude ang magkatabi sa bandang unahan, samantalang ito namang si James, the mister smart of the gang stay silent, tsk ang in love nga naman.

By the way I am Nice Tolentino, son of a hotel owner here in Philippines, I am 18 years old, a senior year high school (grade 12) student, most popular guy in school, what can I do, I was born like this, I was born to be handsome, everyone thought that I was a snob pero hindi naman, well on the other side may pagka snob nga ako lalo na sa mga feeling close at sa mga di ko kakilala. Ang gulo ko di ba?



KASEY'S POV

"ANNYEONGHASEYO, OHAYOU GOZAIMAS, TIME TO WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD, HEY!, OY KASEY!!!!"

"Hmmp.. You're so noisy my alarm version of Oni-chan, ahh. I still want to sleep just give me 10 minutes more" I told myself and to my alarm habang kinakapa ko ang side table ko para pahintuin at patayin ang maingay na alarm clock ko.

This is me every morning, every time I woke up.

The voice in my alarm clock was my older brother's voice, he gave it to me bago kami ni lolo pumunta dito sa Pinas, para daw di ko sya mamiss. Kuya's girl ako after all, and he was my forever knight.

(Oni-chan means older brother in Japanese)

10 minutes....... 20 minutes... 30 minutes had past..

Naghihkab pa man at antok ang mga mata ay tiningna ko na agad ang oras sa alarm clock as I sat up to stretch my arms. And the time says that it was already 6:30 and the school time was 7:30 !!

"HUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I'm gonna be late for my first day in school.. Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" I shouted hysterically, habang halos magkanda tumba-tumba at gumulong na ako sa sahig sa pagka taranta at pag mamadali.

"ppali, ppali, .. I need to hurry.. Ppali ppali Kasey" I told to myself while I was in a rush.

I took a very short bath then I wear my uniform, comb my hair then I'm off to go, di na ako nag ayos pa ng sarili ko coz there's no need, i don't care on how do i look anyway!.

After 20 minutes of preparing as fast as I could. I run towards the dinning table were my grandpa is having his breakfast just like what he did everyday.

"Oh dear, you seem to be in a hurry. Join me here, here eat your breakfast you need energy so that you can focus on your studies."

He told me as he saw me running in our stairs, panic was visible in my face as I go down towards the dinning table.

"Annyeonghaseyo lolo!, sorry but I'm on a hurry 'm gonna be late, sandwich will do, jal ga yo!" nagmamadali kong sambit matapos kong mag mano sa kanya. It was what our parents told us ever since we are young, ang mag mano at igalang ang mga naka tatanda.

(translation : AnnyeongHaseyo - good morning/Hello ; jal ga yo! - good bye )

Then like a lightning I leave the house, I told our family driver to drive as fast as it can be, so that I wont be late, dahil ayokong ma-late ngayon pa na unang araw ko sa bago kong school.

Kasey Okamoto, simple and responsible student and daughter, former model and she was the daughter of a well known restaurant owner in their country. Noon isa lamang syang normal na (grade 10) senior high school student, not until her world turn upside down.

Now that she was here in the Philippines with her grandfather, she decided to change herself, she's trying to forget and recover from all the pain she had.

When she met Nice and his friends at their campus she thought that it might be a stepping stone in changing herself and to forget her past.

At first she hated Nice but then will she fall for him? even though she hate him.

But, what if, Nice unexpectedly learn about her past, he found out the reason why does she act that way towards them.

Magiging daan ba ito para mapalapit at mahalin nya Kasey? O, may gusto na ba sya dito noon pa lang?

Magiging daan pa ito para lumalim pa ang nararamdaman nya?

Paano kung magka-gusto si Kasey kay Nice?

Magiging sila ba, kahit na alam na ni Nice ang nakaraan ni Kasey?

Paano kung ang mga tao at mga bagay na nais nyang kalimutan ay bumalik?

Ano ang gagawin nya? Iiwas ba sya o hindi?

Is she ready to face her past again and start a new one with Nice?

Wouldn't you just want to possess superpowers in this modern world? What would you do if you suddenly come to possess superpowers? Would you want to play the hero? Or perhaps the villain? Or continue living your life, using your superpowers for your own personal gains and well-being, instead of planning evil acts, or trying to save the day?

Well, that is the precise situation that Hayden Emperador, the main character of our story, is going to face.

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