Phikul was cursed with the weird ability. For each word she pronounced, a golden medlar would crawl up from her throat, tearing her from the inside. Thus, she refused to speak. After fifteen years of being locked away, she was freed. Knowing nothing of the outside world, Phikul had to learn how to survive without speaking a single word. But, she found her perfect companion who could hear her thought.

" Leon I thought you were a proud swordsman, If you want James to come and get him fair and square through a duel, not by sneaky methods. " exploded Trisha, if not for Ava holding her wrist she would have already swung a fist at Leon.
Hearing, Trisha question his integrity as a swordsman Leon clenched his fists hard, seeing this Mira lost it and shouted" I have had enough of you shorty, listen carefully Leon did not use any sneaky methods" she paused and mockingly said," James himself agreed to switch to our team. If you have any problems, speak with James. "
" what! No! you are clearly lying. " Trisha did not believe Mira for a second, James was her best friend; he would never do anything without telling her.
Mira Sneered and said " James is right there ask him yourself. "
Seeing the sneer on Mira's face, Trisha said " James tell me she is lying ". clearly Trisha's trust in James was very high and she thought that Mira was provoking her.
" She is right Trisha, I willingly switched teams. " answered James.
Hearing James agree with Mira, a bomb exploded in Trisha's mind. she looked at James with an unbelievable and dumbfounded look. James could not tell what was going on in her mind he just hoped that he did not break her. Ava seemed to be unaffected showing that she already knew it.
" Shorty get your facts straight before you point fingers at others " said Mira.
" That's enough Mira, do not cause more trouble. " interjected Leon. hearing Leon, Mira pouted but chose to keep quiet. then Leon continued, " James I thought we had a deal, what happened "
Before answering Leon, James glanced at Ava who was supporting devastated Trisha and lazily said " temporary glitch everything is fine and thanks for paying the medical bill by the way. "
" I will take your word for it, I hope there will be no further glitch's " said Leon.
" Don't worry, what about your end, did you find what I want. " asked James.
" We did but situations changed, it's worth more than what we discussed before, we will have to reconsider the agreement before. " said Leon.
" what are you guys talking about " interjected a weak voice. it was Trisha, she still did not believe that James willingly betrayed her.
Mira wanted to mock Trisha again but stopped seeing Leon's stern face. Before answering Trisha Leon turned to James, seeing James nod Leon said " Trisha even though my family is rich and powerful, even it can't mess with City school rules and directly transfer James to my Team. Recently, I heard that your father is looking for a '5 Elemental Ninja Nation' scenario Coordinates. then I immediately contacted James, to do a transaction of sorts. I get '5 Elemental Ninja Nation' scenario Coordinates for him and he would transfer to my team for the graduation exam. "
" Haha Ha ha ... I knew it, I knew James will never betray me. James I never once doubted you, I knew Mira was messing with me. " Trisha, who looked like a broken puppet who lost its string suddenly burst with extraordinary brilliance and enthusiasm. " wait, if my father wants '5 Elemental Ninja Nation' scenario Coordinates Leon you should go to my father for transaction, why did you find James is it not sneaky "
Mira was annoyed and mockingly said " Idiot that's not sneaky, that is just smart business "
" Whatever, I knew from the start it was you trying to mess with me Mira, James will never betray me. " said Trisha, like a happy puppy who had found the bone it buried. and suddenly asked " why do you and my father want the '5 Elemental Ninja Nation' Scenario Coordinate and why did you not tell me about this, James?. "
" we want to use Wood Release Bloodline to recover your body to normal, there are many other worlds which can help recover your body better than '5 Elemental Ninja Nation' world like philosopher's stone from Alchemist Nation, etc. but they all have very complex scenario and main task line compared to '5 Elemental Ninja Nation'. as for why we did not tell you. it's because you are to stubborn and definitely would not agree to this. " said James looking at yet to explode Trisha
" Like hell I would agree to this, Exchanging my comrade for my well being is not how I do things. you and the old man are really becoming courageous day by day to plan such things behind my back. " exploded Trisha. even Ava looked at James fiercely as if questioning is this all true.
" Cough.. Ahem..m " Leon clear his throat to get James attention but
" you!, if you have a disease, get yourself checked, do not interrupt while I am talking. " said Trisha, hearing this Leon embarrassedly look at James for help.
" Trisha let's talk about it later. okay " said James eyeing Trisha.
" youuu.. " Trisha pouted but chose to keep quiet.
" you were saying Mr Leon .." James signaled Leon to speak.
" Like I said before we will have to renegotiate the terms of our verbal contract. " said Leon.
" what are your demands " asked James
" nothing much, Mr James has to participate in 10 more scenarios with my team Including the the Graduation exam " said Leon
" wha..att! why don't just ask for his life! " exclaimed Trisha.
Hearing Trisha exclaim Leon said"I hope Mr James understands finding a specific scenario coordinate is not easy for even my family."
" Is that it " asked James, Leon felt something was wrong this is not the James he knows, the James he knows could never be this calm, its like he is talking to a totally different person.
" yes, this is it " replied Leon with a doubtful expression.
"Then, I am sorry to say this Mr Leon but the cooperation between us will end here. " said James
"what!" this time it was Leon, Mira and Luca who exclaimed. Even Ava, who was watching all this from the side with her fists clenched and swollen red eyes as if about to burst into tears anytime, looked at James with a questioning face, but James chose to ignore her again.
" Are you serious..." gasped Mira.
" Mr James please do not Joke, for this coordinates my family had to pay a huge price. " Leon was very pissed, he wanted to rip James Head off, his family especially his mother paid a lot to get this coordinate and now he doesn't want it.
When entering Terror Multiverse there are two options to enter a scenario,
1. enter randomly.
2. enter using predetermined Scenario coordinates.
Entering Randomly is the normal way, it is very dangerous but if you survive it, you will get high rewards, many do not opt for it unless it is absolutely necessary.
Some times when a returner survives a scenario, world terror provides them with the Scenarios coordinates as a reward. Entering using predetermined Scenario coordinates is relatively safe but rewards are very little, because these coordinates are like saved points in a game. so, when you use a predetermined coordinate then you will continue with the progress at which the predecessor left. meaning when you enter through these coordinates it will not be a new scenario with infinite possibilities, you will be continuing the same scenario with all the damage caused by the predecessor to the main story line. it's relatively safer because you get to prepare beforehand.
Leon Barnard's greatest goal as a swordsman is to learn from grand sword masters of GreatSword University after graduating from high school, Being a top tier University Great Sword has its own standards and that is, students applying to their college should complete the graduation exam without using Scenario Coordinates. This is why Leon values James that much.
" you are right Leon, it would be rude of me to reject without providing a counter offer or a reason " James paused, looked at Leon and said " before that you should know my passive skill has upgraded, now not only I am able to learn any language through physical contact but also teach any language through physical contact, though this ability is limited only to one use in every 24 hrs"
" what!! ", except Trisha, all 4 exclaimed in surprise.
" haha that's my best friend for you " Trisha was genuinely happy for James and laughed heartily.
" So, Mr Leon, my final offer is I will complete the graduation exam as part of your team in addition to that I will give you 5 Language Learning quota for free. What do you think? " asked James.
" has your ability really upgraded as you say Mr James " questioned Leon. Mira, Ava and Luca also looked at James for conformation. they still did not believe that such an ability could exist.
" I haven't registered my ability to upgrade in school yet but a demonstration is not a problem. " said James as he reached for Trisha right hand and Trisha happily came forward.
Holding Trisha's hand James said " We all know Trisha has not been able to learn to speak or write or read a single Chinese character after years of coaching but now .." James Paused and closed his eyes and focused on passing all his mandarin knowledge to Trisha's mind, feeling new information in her brain Trisha closed her eyes and began to concentrate and after 2 mins both opened their eyes.
" Dumb asses I can speak Mandarin now, oh! ho! ho! ho! " Trisha started to shout in Mandarin
" James, your ability is something else, even the Idiot shorty can learn Mandarin in 2 mins. " said Mari.
" you big titty fox who are you calling Idiot Shorty, do you wanna taste my fist " retorted Trisha.
" you shor.. " Mira was about to rebut but was interrupted by Leon " enough " hearing Leon, Mira gritted her teeth and pouted. Trisha smiled in victory.
" Mr James, your ability is really an eye opener, but it's regrettable that you can only use this once in 24 hrs " sighed Leon and continued " your offer is acceptable to me, I will send the coordinates with my lawyer to Mr O'Hara. "
" Happy cooperation. " said James similarly Leon replied " Happy cooperation "
Since they got what they wanted  the trio left soon, Leaving only Trisha, James and Ava in the ICU.
Outside the Hospital, Mira grumbled " Captain, how can you accept such a lousy deal ? "
" what do you know, we got the biggest slice. James has been more than generous. Even though the scenario coordinates were expensive I can earn the same just by selling one Language Learning quota , three days before graduation exam do you know how much each quota will be worth. it's really regrettable that his ability can be used only once every 24 hrs'' said Leon.
James also knew the value of these Language Learning quota three days before graduation exam, he decided to give 5 of them to Leon for the purpose of marketing and gain a customer base through Leon.
As for the limitation James lied to everyone, there is no such limitation he can use the ability as long as he has enough mental strength and can also do many other things with his new upgraded ability. he add this limitation for his own self protection, if the world knew he could teach without any limitation then he will become a cow in some dark room waiting to be milked for rest of his life.
Although 5 free Language Learning quota were more than enough to pay for the Scenario Coordinates on that James still offered to complete a random scenario, because James thought since he is reborn might as well live it to fullest and for that there is no better stage than a top tier university.
" James you really are a worthy member of my team " sighed Trisha and suddenly said " by any chances did your passive ability upgrade by attempting Suicide "
" No! "shouted both James and Ava. they were worried that this idiot self proclaimed Captain of theirs will really attempt suicide if they said yes.
" it was just a thought " said Trisha dejectedly, seeing her friends give such a huge reaction.
" You don't use your brain, you not only will be dangerous to yourself but those surrounding you " said James sarcastically.
" you! " Trisha glared at James. if it wasn't the hospital she would have already pounced on James to teach him a lesson.
Ava who was standing at the side quietly, moved close to James and said " I am sorry I shouldn't have doubted you " then suddenly started crying.
" do not cry Ava, even I almost doubted him " Trisha tried to console Ava and said " blame him for being a good actor. "
WTF!First you kill the predecessor and blame him for being too good of an actor. What kind of bullshit logic is this.
According to the Information that James received earlier, Ava killed the predecessor thinking that he was betraying their team and made it look like suicide with her Passive ability.

World Terror is about a male lead who reincarnates in a parallel world which is facing Apocalypse under the threat of World Terror, the ruler of Terror multiverse. Terror Multiverse is a dark sandy cloud above the Original Multiverse, Terror Multiverse is formed of every Dreams, Imaginations, fears, fantasy's, wishes and regrets ever thought or created in the original multiverse. Terror Walkers, the heros and the last hope of this parallel world's Humankind walk the various Terror World's while gaining strength and continuously evolving themselves in order to save the Human Kind from World Terror and other foreign Invaders. The Male lead having reincarnated into a fantasy world decides to climb the top of the new world's food chain with the help of his powerful and unique soul to ensure his and his loved ones safety.
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"Wow, Haley is that you?" Jason looked up seemingly excited. 

I smiled widely and ran up to hug him. He's 6'0 so it made hugging him difficult but I didn't mind. 

He smiled at me as well and hugged me tightly. His arms seemed longer than they use to. He could easily engulf me in his arms. His smell brought me back to the old days. The comforting smell that only he could hold. 

Memories flashed into my mind and I was taken to the day before my 18th birthday. Just after Zhang Yong left.

.....

At this point Jason and I weren't very close as he had just transferred from Korea and couldn't speak chinese. But I had always loved to learn languages so I already knew korean, english, mandarin, cantonese, and japanese by then.

I was crying on the rooftop of my high school. Sulking over the fact that Zhang Yong left me all alone. I can still remember the day clearly.It was February so it was a bit chilly but honestly I didn't mind. The skies were clear despite the recent blizzard. It would've been a perfect day in my book since I like it to be slightly colder than warmer. 

Since no one except outcasts from dramas come up to the rooftop I decided it would be a prefect place. Not because I wanted to jump off or anything I wasn't that dumb. 

I heard rustling behind me and a kid with black hair and blue eyes walked up to me. I looked up at him and could easily tell he was Asian/American. He looked at me for a while before I spoke. 

I wiped my tears and stood up. As I was always tall it shocked me a bit that he was taller than me. Not many people were so he must be new. 

"What do you want. Never seen a pretty girl cry?" 

I walked away angry. I wasn't actually mad at him. I was just reflecting my anger on to him. 

He grabbed my wrist and turned me around (as a classic male lead would). As I was about to yell at him. He suddenly hugged me. My face was buried in his chest so I couldn't speak and since he was holding my head and upper back I couldn't move away. 

To be honest though I didn't want to. It was the first time I had felt safe. I wanted to feel okay and I felt that. 

I cried in his embrace and he just held me while gently stroking my head. 

When the bell rang and I stopped crying he pulled back. 

"괜찮아?"(Are you okay?), he seemed to realize he was speaking in the wrong language and tried to say the same phrase but in mandarin. 

He looked utterly confused. I laughed a little a replied in korean. 

"Yes, thank you.", he just looked back at me and smiled. 

Not shocked about the fact that I could speak korean. 

...

I came back to reality after thinking about the first encounter with my one and only best friend. 

He moved away 2 years after that day to study in the U.S. We didn't get to stay in contact but he's one of the few people I knew would come back. 

I looked back up at him after pulling away from the hug. There was a lot I had to tell him about.

Sure he’s controlling, a narcissist, and highly annoying. But he’s also the biggest typhoon in all of asia. And she is now his new assistant. Will she be able to survive the job no one else could? Will she learn the truth about her and her bosses back story? Will she be able to forget her first love for the man who has loved her for years?

Chinese people were not accustomed to using eye masks when they slept. As the sun grew stronger and brighter, most of the passengers in the economy class woke up one by one, crowding beside the windows at the side of the cabin, overlooking the phenomenal view at the distant clouds.
Several bean-sized figures were either riding cranes with white snow-like wings and beautiful birds with fluffy flame-like feathers or standing on relics like flying swords, gourds, or jades while flying around a light door that was emitting a dazzling light. Effortlessly, they summoned strange phenomena such as the Taiji, Eight Trigram, and so on.
As the world's largest and most advanced passenger airliner, the balance system of the Airbus A380 was naturally amazing. However, when 200 to 300 passengers in the economy class gathered on one side of the cabin, the fuselage would still tilt.
In this critical situation, as though not seeing the fantasy movie-like phenomenon outside the cabin, the air stewardess who had received specialized emergency training politely and gently reminded everybody, "Dear all respected passengers, for the safety of the aircraft, please immediately return to your seat. Thank you."
However, judging from her pale cheeks and clenched palms, one could tell that her emotions were not as calm as her tone.
Sensing the shakiness of the plane, along with the reminder from the flight attendant, the restless passengers hurriedly returned to their seats, but still fidgeted and stretched their heads to look outside.
Guo Caiying, who also returned to her seat, did not feel uneasy but whispered to Zhang Lisheng with a look of anger, "Junior Brother, what do those Taoists want to do?"
"I'm not adept in the Dao method, but the ancient book 'South China Views Collection' has stated before 'The Yin and Yang would be able to cow everything into submission if it walks on both Heaven and Earth.' If I hadn't guessed wrongly, I think those Taoists want to acquire the entrance to the Yingzhou paradise. My comment just now about them being blindsided by material gains is indeed correct," Zhang Lisheng replied with a scornful smile.
"The entrance to the Yingzhou paradise refers to the light door outside the plane, right? Isn't that a small world channel, though? Can we even acquire that? Won't they pose any danger to the aircraft if they do so?"
"Senior Sister, you should know that there is a key assumption in Dr. Hawking's space theory that our universe is just a page in a thick book. According to this theory, the earth is only a small insignificant dot on the page. The so-called paradise is just a twisted hidden space attached to this small dot while the foreign world is another page of the book. These two have very different attributes. The light door outside looks very similar to the world channel, but judging from its relative position and absolute position that are drifting around in an unfixed way, it differed completely from the world channel," Zhang Lisheng explained in an endless stream of words. "In the ancient myths and legends, it's also stated that paradise is occupied by the 'great powers.' The relics that are said to be able to contain a high mountain despite their small sizes originated from here."
"Junior Brother, you really can analyze everything clearly and logically," The girl silently digested the young man's words for a while before saying with a smile. "Unfortunately, you haven't answered the most critical question yet. Is the plane in danger?"
"I have no idea," Zhang Lisheng shrugged. "It's a wild fantasy to have the desire to acquire the spatial relic that contains a great amount of power despite its small sizes with the strength of those Taoists flying around the plane outside like sparrows. Who knows what consequences it will have. However, you don't have to worry too much, at the very least, we are absolutely safe."
"Spatial relic? Such a strange term actually appeared in real life now? Wow, looks like our days are not looking so well now," The girl sighed and looked at the young man before speaking in a pleading voice, "Junior Brother, you have so many strange powers, so if something really happens, can you save this entire plane? There are over 500 people here."
With Zhang Lisheng's ability at this moment, he could easily keep the plane safe even if several Gate of Dao's disciples caused the paradise to trump up a countercharge. The reason why he did not take the initiative to mention this was because of his apathy and his inclination to refuse to be nosy when it was unneeded. However, now that he heard the girls' pleading, the situation changed a little. With a smile, he agreed, "Alright, since you've already asked me to do so, I'll do as you say."
The young man's answer was nonchalant. Guo Caiying, who was already prepared to beg some more if he did not agree with her, became stunned and sighed, "Junior Brother, you're still the same. You always seem so cold to your acquaintances, but you actually treat them very well. On the other hand, you seem to be always very polite in front of strangers, but in actual fact, you don't care about them at all, to the point where you won't even blink even if they die in front of you."
"Senior Sister, I'm a wizard, not a savior. Besides, since when have I ever been cold to you?" Zhang Lisheng smiled while comfortably leaning back on the plane seat.
Guo Caiying curled her mouth and did not say anything more. Anxiously, she also leaned back in her seat, seemingly thinking about something.
In the silence, time passed by slowly. The worst-case scenario did not appear, and a few minutes later, the light outside the cabin gradually dissipated. The plane left the light door and the flying Taoists, and they all soon disappeared.
After a while, the air stewardess' relaxed and clear voice resonated in the cabin, "Dear distinguished leaders, this flight is about to arrive at the destination 'Capital Airport,' please fasten your seat belt..."
"We're here now! We're soon landing at the 'Capital Airport'! It's okay now! Haha… We're safe now…" As the air stewardess' voice resonated, only one passenger who seemed to be in his twenties could not help but exclaim in a pleasant shock. However, by the time the flight landed, inexplicable warm applause broke out in the cabin. Compared to the directness of Westerners, the Chinese were more introverted in showing their feelings.
The Beijing Capital International Airport, which was commonly referred to as the Capital Airport, was the main international airport of Beijing City, the capital of China. It was located in the northeastern part of the city and was only about 25 kilometers away from Tiananmen. One could say that the airport was built in the bustling city.
As the largest international airport with the most important geographical location, the largest scale, the most complete equipment, and the busiest transportation in China, this airport was the window of the air entrance and foreign communications of Beijing, the capital of China. Not to mention, this aviation hub was also the most important national civil aviation of China, which was the second-largest in the world.
As soon as Zhang Lisheng got off the plane, he could not help but marvel over the 'iron birds' that were busily taking off and landing in the night sky; the tens of thousands of lights on both sides of the extended runway that were shining like stars and the magnificent terminal building in the distance.
"The only airport in China that I've ever been was the Shuangliu International Airport in Chengdu. I already feel that it's incredibly extravagant compared with the size of its city, but I can't believe that it's only a very 'small fellow' compared with Beijing Airport." Standing on the airport runway, the young man looked around as he exclaimed in surprise.
"Junior Brother, Beijing is the capital of China, so of course it is bigger than Chengdu," Guo Caiying took a deep breath of the cold night air and replied in Mandarin.
"Senior Sister, you're indeed right," the young man nodded and replied in Mandarin.
Since the flight was chartered by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Capital Airport had given them a 'green channel' service, with their luggage being cleared directly without going through any custom clearance. While they were speaking, several buses had already stopped beside Zhang Lisheng.
"Government ministry leaders, please take the red bus; business leaders, please go to the yellow bus; distinguished guests and translation comrades returning to the country should take the green bus..." When the bus door was opened, several serving women broadcast in both English and Mandarin fluently interchangeably using a megaphone.
"Let's go, I will accompany you on the 'green bus' and send you to the Hotel first before I go home," Guo Caiying said a few words to the colleagues beside her before walking back to the young man. Then, they proceeded to get on a green bus that had the words' Welcome to Beijing' written on it.
After sitting in the middle of the bus near the window, the girl pondered for a while before joking half-heartedly, "Junior Brother, China has been promoting Mandarin for many years. Can't you learn some 'authentic Mandarin' as well? Your Western Sichuan accent is really awkward."
"Why should I learn it? What's wrong with me, a Western Sichuaner, speaking in Western Sichuan accent anyway? You understand me anyway," Looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, Zhang Lisheng said casually.
"But if you want to invest in the Kunlun World as an overseas patriotic industrialist, then you have to deal with many officials of the Chinese government, so your first impression is significant. If you speak in English, then you can't say that you're a patriotic entrepreneur who grew up in China and only migrated overseas when you were a teenager. If you speak in the Western Sichuan accent, yes, we do understand, but it just doesn't match with your identity as a successful industrialist who graduated with his Ph.D. at Stanford. Even if we know that your identity is legit, we would still find it suspicious."
"That serious?" The young man asked in surprise.
"Yes, it is indeed this serious," The girl nodded solemnly.
"In that c-case, I'll speak… in a-a authentic Mandalin… then," Zhang Lisheng shrugged and replied after pondering.
"It's Mandarin, but it doesn't matter. You just have to practice slowly, and you'll soon be able to master it," Guo Caiying said with a smile.
As the two talked and laughed, the bus had already driven for a long time in the city's brightly lit avenues that had a blend of classical and modern convergence with both oriental charm and the essence of the West and finally stopped before a magnificent luxurious hotel foyer.
"Dear respected ladies and gentlemen, we've already reached the Beijing Hotel. I wish you all a happy and wonderful holiday in China…" When the bus stopped, the serving women said in English amiably.
"Beijing Hodel? What a direct name," Zhang Lisheng stood up together with a group of Westerners with different skin colors and hair color before muttering and walking forward. Behind him, Guo Caiying corrected, "It's not Hodel, but Hotel. It's Beijing Hotel. This is the best five-star hotel in Beijing and is just next to the Imperial Palace of the Forbidden City. It only takes you a five-minute walk to see the Tiananmen and the Great Hall of the People, and it's also very close to Wang Fu Jing Pedestrian Street. Anyway, I'll be swamped for the next two days after my return, so you can just roam around first. Remember to not make any trouble. Remember that this is not the United States where you can directly shoot a robber to death. don't be so impulsive and just call me at any time."


A young man from the Miaowei Tribe brought up by his strict father, suddenly turned into Rank 1 Wizard on the day he was orphaned. He then obtained the ability to control giant worms. 
Soon after, he found his mother who was in a faraway foreign land by accident. From a small mountain village, he managed to jump into the amazing arena that was a global metropolis.
Thus far, we have a young man who inherited the legacy of mastering ancient demons from an ancient country. 
From Western civilization to other worlds, a fascinating saga is born.

Ace picked up the phone, it was his grandmother calling, surprising, not because it was on a Sunday morning, but because it was her calling him, not the other way around.
"Hello Samantha, good morning"
"Good morning to you too, how are things going around there?",  'Ah, she wants to know how the meetings went', Ace thought, thinking of the best way to respond
"Well, for the most part, I made a deal with Lucrum, and as you know, they asked for a meeting. However, as you are probably aware, things with Epsilon did not go as well, she thought I was just a vulnerable kid and tried to blackmail me."
"How did it go?", there was myrrh in her voice, she obviously knew how it went, but she wanted him to tell her, to judge him on what emotions he would display during his response.
"Well, I destroyed her life, and Epsilon knows it, they will now have to try harder, and of course, I will drive an even harder bargain, they will not be happy."
"Good. I am proud of you.", and she hung up
Ace let out a sigh of relief, he knew he had passed her test, he would not even be surprised if she was the one that leaked the info, just as a way to see whether he would comply to her demands, and buckle under pressure.
What Ace did not know, however, was that on the other side of the line, Samantha and Veronica were smiling, happy with how fast and well he had grown.
Ace had a pretty busy day ahead of him, he would have to sort through all his notifications, but luckily, he had a plan to deal with it. There was a reason other than hacking as to why he had wanted to learn how to write programs and code in general. He had another project, this one of great importance, that he had wanted to begin working on since forever. He was going to build his own A.I.
He did not want a stupid one, though, he was going to build a self-learning A.I. A monster that only he would be able to control. He would feed it all the information he could find, on anything, and then have it create a schedule for his life, one that would help him optimise his time to the maximum, without becoming boring or repetitive.
He had built it himself, truthfully, the premise of it was simple, the problem was that it required expensive technology for it to truly shine, it would have to be hooked to a high-speed connection that would allow it to download vast quantities of data in a short time. He had, of course, asked for help from a few of his grandmother's employees. He had promised them that he would share the source code with them. Of course, only before asking his grandmother. 
She was fine with it, they would remain loyal to her no matter what, and having one for the whole group would increase their capabilities by a large margin. Of course, she also knew they would not share the source code themselves since it would create security threats if they did so.
And it was in this way that Ace built Alfred. Ace had not actually chosen the name, the A.I. had, it had for some reason developed an admiration for the resourceful butler, and it seemed that it inspired to be the same. He had fed it all types of information, he had begun with defence protocols it could put in place to protect itself, Ace had put some of his own, but the A.I. would be able to build its own, and update them as it was needed. He had then made it learn all about video games, streaming and social media. It had, for some reason, also learnt about pop-culture, and in one night, had learnt all the internet culture had to offer.
The A.I. that was now hooked all over the house, connected by speakers that lined all over the room to the supercomputer Ace had built in a room adjacent to his. He asked it to sort through all messages on his accounts, and once it had done so, give the correct and appropriate responses. It knew that if anything interesting came up, it - well he, would have to inform Ace.
In this way, his work for the day was sorted, and he could go relax and do his own thing. He caught up on a few novels, his enhanced brain could now read at extreme speeds, and looked through some advanced etiquette guides Samantha had sent him. He memorised all the information, as he always did, and sent a message to his grandmother that he had finished. She seemed to find it important that he learnt all about various topics, so she sent him guides, books and videos on all sorts of things. Ace, wanting to oblige, ensured he committed them to memory. 
It was in this way that he had learnt all sorts of interesting things, he had no idea whether they would ever be of any use to his grandmother, they probably would. To his surprise, his grandmother answered fast, however, it was only a one-word reply: [Languages]. Ace laughed, his grandmother had realised that his brain seemed to have no limit, so she decided to challenge Ace as much as she could. There was a link to a file in another message. As Ace clicked on it, he groaned, his free time would be cut in half. His grandmother wanted him to dominate all the languages she considered 'important', meaning, the ones that would open the most doors for him. This included German, Spanish, French, Arabic, Mandarin, Korean and Japanese. She told him that if needed, she would send a tutor to teach him, to which he replied: [No.]. If anyone else found out about his learning speed, there would be a problem.
In true Goldsign fashion, she wanted him to learn them all. Ace was of course already on it, he had always thought it would be wonderful to travel to various places and enjoy them to their fullest, so in his downtime (downtime = lesson time), he had begun learning various languages. He could speak, French, Italian and Spanish, and was finishing up with German. Finishing up meant that he now had the level of a Native, and all he had to do was learn the slang that was more commonly used. However, he would have no problem conducting a deal. 
As with all languages, he had minimized the accent by listening to genuine natives speak the language and simply working to learn how to mimic their accent. This allowed him to have a seamless accent, which would not separate him from any native. After he finished up with German, he would move on to Mandarin, then to Japanese and Korean. He would finish with Arabic. Once he did that, he wanted to keep learning languages, but whatever else caught his fancy would take precedence.
This way, he could maximise his ability to learn, while also motivating himself with something that would be truly fun. Especially considering his trip to Vienna, his German would be useful there, and meeting people from around the world would mean he could 'practise' speaking the languages he had learnt.


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After getting dressed, Ace got in the car that took him to Sophie's house, she had said to meet him at 10, which had left him a lot of time to do his own thing, considering he had woken up at 5 in the morning, and she lived only 10 minutes away. When he got there, it was 9:55, and he was led through the main house to a 'small' one in the garden, it was an expanse where it seemed that the family met their guests, it was a massive open space, with decor tastefully placed around the room. It did not give out a sense of opulence, but you knew the people that owned it were rich nevertheless. How rich, depended on how much you looked, one could spot the luxurious billiards table or the massive 8k televisions displayed around the room. Ace, however, noticed the book stand, It was not as big or noticeable as the other pieces, but was sure as hell worth a lot more. Every book there, seemed to be expensive, Ace assumed that none of them had actually been read, but the rare collection caught his eye nevertheless.
"Like them?", Sophie came up from behind him, giving him a hug which he turned around and reciprocated. She was dressed in a yellow flowery dress that suited her quite well.
"Yeah. These are amazing, some of these are worth more than what people make in a lifetime.", Ace heard the tinge of admiration in his own voice, but did not mind it. If anything, it would only give Sophie the false impression that she could use these books as a bargaining chip. She could of course, but if Ace wanted, he could get his Grandmother to gift him an even greater collection than this. Money was not a problem, and as of right now, connections were not either.
"Hmmm, well, the others are not here yet, but I can give you a tour if you want", 'fashionably' late, of course, Ace detested such a construct, but he understood that it was merely a way for someone to feel wanted.
"Sure let's go."

The story of a boy overcome with pain, that suddenly isn't.

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The story is about a boy, Ace, who is suddenly healed from his pain. He decides to make the best out of his god (?) given gift.

You can expect politics, show business, videogames, sports, and much more.

I hope you enjoy the novel, Happy Reading!




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Jez viewed a white world, no sky, no ground, just white. In this white Abyss there stood a humanoid figure, just out of sight. "Welcome to my abode, somewhere in your soul, or I should say our soul", the same voice replied, Jez, tried to speak out to no avail. "There is no concept of voice in here, you have to learn to speak in a different form, it was this roadblock that kept me from interacting with you till recently", chuckled the voice, "For now I will give you my name and the small amount of information I have, my memory is locked away somewhere and I can't access them at the moment. I, however, do have a plan to gain access to them. When you went out to hunt and each time you killed anything, a little bit of energy is absorbed by our soul, I gain more access to my memories and you gain more processing power. Basically the more you kill the more knowledge I gain and the smarter you will become, it's a win-win." the voice explained, "another benefit we both get is that we gain access to the knowledge that I had, currently my memory stopped at the end of high school, and that gives me access to basic chemistry, electrical, mathematical, and physics-based principles. I can give access to you to those banks of info, as a show of good faith. I can't let you die on me so I will give you all the knowledge I currently have on medicine.".
Jez's vision faded to black and he woke up again, in his bed. His head hurt and his vision was obstructed by something, it was slowly coming into focus, It was a model of a Male human body, his body, it showed that he was fatigued and that there were light burns that covered his lower half from his earlier dip in the draft, it showed the process of healing and told him what stage it was in, but not directly, there were no words or pictures just whenever he focused on the model in the corner of his vision, the condition of his body instantly appeared in his mind. Jez then proceeded to scan through the new information, "This would be great if I could use any of it", he sighed, all of the information that was given to him was too basic, and he had no use of it, as he only understood the basic ideas of chemistry, physics, and anatomy. The math that he was taught was only marginally more advanced than the math he already learned, and learning more languages is pointless since he had never heard of English, Mandarin, German, or French.
But the gift did give him some goals, go to the mage academy and learn how to properly use magic, and hope he can get into a position where he can go hunting a lot so he can plunder more energy to gain more knowledge, after all, what he had now was only the beginning.
He did, however, have to go explain to the guard commander that he had completed his training and wanted to leave, he wanted to go back to his family and spend the rest of his time before going to the academy in hunting as it gave him good survival skills as well as gave him energy that could help Jake, and by extension himself, regain memories. He could already feel the unending "tests" the commander would give him.

"I heard Wing Chun was invented by a woman," Jin ignores what Ip Man commands. 

"That suits you just right. Ip Man, are you afraid of your wife?" Jin asks him with arrogance. 

Tony who was standing to the side watching this prideful Northerner spoke up for his master. 

Telling him in mandarin, "No men are afraid of their wives. There are only men who respect their wives."

The Northern martial artist was surprised a servant could speak mandarin, but hearing what was said was like some kind of laughable joke to his masculine-values. 

He looks to Mrs. Wing Sing saying to her, "Don't worry, Mrs. Ip, I won't beat him to death. If you're afraid he'll lose, I'll only use one hand. If that's not enough, I can do it with no hands." 

This time his words were truly making Mrs. Wing Sing angry. 

And she couldn't stand this unknown stranger who barged into their home. While the crowd is cheering for a fight.

"Fight With him, Master Ip! Beat him up!"

Jin continues to speak acting with dissatisfaction, "I'm so disappointed in Foshan. I can't believe it! So many martial artists but none of them good enough."

Mrs. Wing Sing tells the arrogant man off, "Shut up! You wouldn't even be able to stand a kick from my husband. Even his student Hui could easily defeat you." She motions to Tony with her head to fight him.

Tony takes a deep bow to Ip Man's wife, "I understand your order." 

She then quickly walks away from the scene. Leaving Ip Man and Tony nodding to each other in anticipation for the open thrill to fight. 

At this moment a group of men walked through the bushering crowd, in the front was the police captain Li and his men, followed by a group of injured martial art masters.

"What's going on here," Captain Li asks Ip Man, observing the tan Northerner in shagged brown ropes and his men in strange clothings. 

"You came at the right time," Ip Man says, "this place is too small. Please excuse us and go outside? And close the door on your way out."

Captain Li nods in agreement and whispers to Tony's ears, "You have to redeem our honor." 

Then telling his officers to move back the crowd from the room. Soon the living room only consists of Ip Man, Tony, and the other northerners. 

Ip Man looks to his student with the expression of 'Are you ready', and Tony nods back. 

As a teacher he was very relaxed about the result of this fight, because he's well aware of Tony's progress which is already only a small distance from walking through the final doorway. 

Testing him numerous times in the past years, each time with the secret amazement at Tony's insane learning speed. 

As a teacher there's not much more he can teach him, leaving only a few spots here and there to show him the way to a deeper philosophy hidden in Wing Chun. 

In the past whenever some martial arts master comes to their home Ip Man would let Tony watch from the side. Allowing him to grasp as many opportunities as possible to learn from a real fight.

When he was learning from his Master, Ip Man's teacher praised him as a rare martial arts talent that's only seen once every couple decades. 

To reach where he is at takes a combination of talent, hard work, and practical experience.

Normally to reach the Master level in martial arts, like Master Liao, would take from 15-20 years. 

At the lowest level with a lot of hard work and talent it would take someone 10 years. 

But the legendary Grandmaster level is a degree of total mastery over skills and understanding that might even be impossible to reach even in 30 years. 

And is the apex requiring diligence and large amounts of insights.

What surprises him is that Tony surpassed him in speed. Seeing him reaching his level of mastery only in 10 years. 

So that's why he has no qualms for his student to fight this arrogant martial artist.

Tony smoothly transitions into the Wing Chun fighting stance with his left hand extending closely from the elbow, "Wing Chun, Hui Liang."

The northerner Master Jin scoffs impolitely, "I really wanna see...How can a man fight like a woman."

Grinning a bit at this arrogance he replies, "When I defeat you. You will understand."

Master Jin salutes Tony and immediately goes into his fight stance with his right fist leading in front and the left fist behind. 

In running steps he starts throwing powerful punches toward Tony.

The fists that he deflects with his elbow were creating louds sounds as a result of Jin's immense strength. 

His martial arts is more strength based, using strength to overwhelm the enemy.

Jin hits with both fists below to Tony's stomach but were pushed downwards without hitting him. 

Borrowing the gravity of Jin's body moving downwards he hits his fingers open palmed in Jin's throat.

Tasting the dense bones jagging into him, Jin pushes himself away backwards. 

Feeling the discomfort in his throat and beginning to go fight even harder.

Tony died once before in his former life and now he gets the chance to turn back time. 

Returning to when he was 18 when everything was fresh and new. Additionally he gets a system that can increase his Soul Power. 

Traveling to countless movies, anime, and novels:

Tony Stark: "If I'm Iron Man who's that guy flying in that armored suit?"

Madera Uchiha: "What! That thick eyebrow guy broke my susanoo!! Stop what you're doing!"

Harry Potter: "I thought I'm supposed to fight Voldemort. How come Ron just send a spell that burnt Voldemort into a barbecue chicken?"

*This is my first time writing. So feel free to tell me what improvements can be made :)

Iris Long was the official interpreter of the international business conference?! What in the world?!!!

The foreign delegates didn't think much about it. They didn't know who Iris Long was. They just accepted that this beautiful woman in a red business suit was an interpreter who the conference officials had chosen. Why should they doubt their choice? Besides, this Iris Long spoke fluent English in an elegant British accent.

On the other hand, the Chinese delegates were incredulous that the international business conference would hire a mere musician as an official interpreter.

The ones sitting near Long Tengfei all turned their heads to silently ask him what was going on. Unfortunately for them, he couldn't give them any answer because he also had no idea that his youngest daughter was hired to do this. He was as shocked as them all.

However, it only took a few moments before both Long Tengfei and Long Hui recovered from their initial shock. They already knew that Iris was a Cross Academy student and that she was majoring in Foreign Languages. 

Remembering these, they calmed down and treated the situation as something to be expected. After all, she wasn't only a Cross Academy student but also the personal student of the legendary business genius Sir Lu Jianhong. 

"Hmm… Xiulan looks calm and prepared. Very good," Long Tengfei murmured while nodding his head. The unmistakable pride was very obvious in his eyes.

"She should've at least informed us beforehand, so we wouldn't feel so surprised like this," Long Hui also murmured.

Long Jian heard their low conversation. He couldn't hide his disbelief. Why were these two so calm? Weren't they worried that Iris would embarrass herself in such an important event like this? If she embarrassed herself, she would also embarrass Long Industries because of her connection to them.

"Father—I mean President, should we really allow Little Sister Xiulan to do this? I don't know how she was able to get this job, maybe she asked Sir Lu Jianhong, but this isn't something that she can handle so easily. This is the international business conference! The whole business world is basically watching. Her every mistake would be noted. As her older brother, I'm very concerned for her. I don't want her to humiliate herself."

'She can humiliate herself for all I care, but I don't want people associating her with me,' he added in his mind.

Long Hui only gave him a side-eye.

"Don't worry too much. I think that your sister knows what she's doing," Long Tengfei told him. "Let's just sit back and watch her performance. Similar to how I want the two of you to gain experience from this international business conference, this will also be a great experience for your little sister."

Long Jian frowned before he could smooth it away. His disbelief turned into bitterness. 

'That brat is really Father's favourite,' he silently muttered to himself.

He watched Iris on the stage. The MC was now speaking in Mandarin only, while Iris was consecutively interpreting his words in English.

'Hmph. So what if she improved her English skills and learned how to speak in a British accent? I bet she's not even interpreting right now but just saying the words she memorized from a script. Let's see if she can do this for unscripted conversations later on. I can't wait until she humiliates herself.' 

Long Jian was filled with mockery towards her.

Beside him, Long Industries' COO leaned a bit towards Long Tengfei, saying, "President Long, your youngest daughter managed to astound me once again. First was when she did her presentation for her business asking for a shipping deal from us. And now this? Language interpreter for the international business conference? I'm finding Miss Long Xiulan more and more impressive the more times I encounter her. You must be very proud of your daughter, President."

"Hmm." Long Tengfei nodded, the corners of his lips lifting into a faint smile. He looked on proudly at his youngest daughter.

Long Jian gritted his teeth and tried hard not to clench his hands into fists. He fought against the urge to sneer.

'Is the COO crazy? He's impressed by that spoiled brat? She only got that shipping deal because of Father. She's Father's favourite! And I'm sure that she also got this interpreting job because of her connection to Sir Lu Jianhong. Without these connections, she can't do anything by herself! She should just stay in showbiz where she belongs! Why is she suddenly poking her nose in the business world? She's too full of herself!' 

He couldn't admit to himself that he was actually jealous of Iris. He just continued to trash-talk her in his mind, thinking that she didn't deserve any of these opportunities in the business industry.

At the front row of the audience, Jin Liwei and Grandpa Lu watched Iris on the stage. Jin Liwei's expression appeared cold and indifferent as usual, but for people close to him and who knew him well like Grandpa Lu and Xu Tian, they could see his indiscernible smile and pride.

More obvious was Grandpa Lu. He had a big smile on his face. He turned his head to the back and gave two thumbs-up to Professor Kalisha Schwarz and Professor Hisakawa Akio who were sitting several rows behind him.

On the stage, several officials and guest speakers were called to make speeches. Iris and the MC moved to the side of the stage. The MC sat down, while Iris stood behind a side-facing lectern.

The invited speakers spoke in either Mandarin or English. As a result, Iris interpreted in English or Mandarin. She had no notes or anything. She just looked directly at the speaker.

There was no hesitation in her translations. Whenever the speaker paused, she would seamlessly start interpreting in Mandarin or English. In addition to the interpretations, she would also try to match her tone to how the speaker just spoke. So far, she hadn't fumbled even once yet.

Those who couldn't understand either Mandarin or English wore headphones. Other assigned interpreters fed the translations directly to their ears. Most of these interpreters couldn't match the clear, smooth and unhesitating interpretations of Iris.

The delegates looked very impressed at her performance. Even the Chinese delegates who initially doubted her appointment as official interpreter to the international business conference were now changing their impression of her.

"CEO Long, I didn't know that your daughter is such a skilled interpreter," an executive from another company told Long Tengfei.

"Yes. I'm very shocked. My children are big fans of your daughter Iris Long. Our house plays her music almost nonstop," another executive commented. "I bet my children will be so shocked as me when I tell them that Iris Long is the official interpreter of this conference. Maybe they'll finally start gaining interest in our company once they learn that their favourite celebrity is now involved in the business world as an interpreter."

"Your daughter is amazing, CEO Long. As someone who is fluent in both Mandarin and English, I can tell that her translations are virtually accurate. Her clear enunciation makes it very easy for everyone to understand what she's saying."

Long Tengfei couldn't stop himself from smiling. "Thank you, everyone. I'm very proud of my daughter."

Hearing his father's words, Long Jian glared at Iris on the stage. It was difficult, but he forced himself to put on a pleased expression, pretending to be proud of his sister as a brother.

He was waiting for Iris to mess up, but what the hell was happening? Even he could tell how skillful she was as an interpreter. Some of the speakers made clear adlibs during their speeches, but Iris was still able to translate them smoothly. He hated to admit it, but she was indeed impressive. The thought left a bitter taste in his mouth.

After some entertaining cultural performances, the opening ceremony finally ended. The delegates started chatting among each other. 

Then they noticed the beautiful Iris Long meet with Professor Kalisha Schwarz and Professor Hisakawa Akio down the stage. Many of the delegates immediately recognized the two, especially Professor Schwarz who was one of the most well-known translators and interpreters in the world. Some of them treated her as their first choice whenever they needed an interpreter or translator. Unfortunately, Professor Schwarz wasn't always available.

"Madame Schwarz, Hisakawa-sensei, please pardon me for being nosy but may I know what is your relationship to the young and beautiful Iris here?" a British executive standing nearby asked them directly.

Professor Schwarz gave him a stern look. "That's 'Miss Iris Long' for you. She is my current student."

"Mine as well," Professor Hisakawa also said. 

Those who overheard the conversation, both local and foreign delegates, looked very surprised. They started looking at Iris with even more interest than before.

"No wonder Iris—I mean 'Miss Iris Long' is such a skilled interpreter. So she's a student of Madame Schwarz and Hisakawa-sensei. Now it makes sense that the international business conference chose her as official interpreter."

A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international Underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the Underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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And despite of what some of the negative reviews are claiming, there is NO rape in this novel. Many scenes are deliberately made uncomfortable (clear 18+ warning), but there is NO rape.

Also please remember that this is a work of "fiction". Thank you!

"I… I'm… I'm…" Dobin wanted to talk, but he was gasping for breath. Even after several tries, he never got a full sentence out. His face was so red that he looked like frozen shrimp ready to be served. 
Zuo Cidian listened carefully,and said to Hospital Director Bo, who was beside him. "Mister New York seems to be talking about us? Do Americans learn the common lingo among Chinese now when they learn Mandarin?"
Hospital Director Bo smiled unkindly, nodded at Zuo Cidian, and said, "Old Zuo, you are quite humorous when you try to be."
"When you deal with Americans, you have to be humorous, right? In their movies, even if they are busy, are in an intense situation, or in the middle of saving the Earth, they just have to crack a joke first." After Zuo Cidian finished, he called for an interpreter. "Tell him that I am a doctor of the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital. Ask him if he is allergic to anything, if he is exposed to allergens, and what it might be."
The interpreter translated his words quickly, and he spoke in such a faltering manner that he could not quite convey the message. 
Zuo Cidian and the others were not in a hurry. They all looked at him calmly.
The tears in Dobin's eyes were about to flow out as he shook his head vigorously.
"Raise a finger if you did not touch an allergen. If you're not sure, raise up two fingers. If you've had a similar situation before, three fingers," Hospital Director Bo looked at Dobin who had trouble breathing. He decided to give him a multiple-choice question.
Dobin shook his head in pain, then raised two of his fingers.
"Well, he doesn't seem to be useful to our cause. We can only rely on ourselves now," Hospital Director Bo mumbled in Mandarin, and he was not afraid that the interpreter might actually make a blunder and translate his words. 
"Find a flat place for him so that he can be in a semi-reclining position." A doctor came over to observe Dobin's condition and gave a suggestion.
Zuo Cidian said, "Lie on the ground? Hmm, someone, please find some cushions…"
"The floor is a little cold. We have to make sure he doesn't catch a cold." Another doctor by the side gave a thoughtful reminder. 
"It's better to lie on the table. It'll be easier to treat him. How about this bar? Is it too tall?"
"I think the table where they served cold dishes just now is good. But I am not certain if it would hold Mister New York's weight."
"Both of you, lift the table with the cold dishes over. Has anyone called the emergency number already?"
Dobin was surrounded by doctors, or at least, by medical-related people like Hospital Director Bo. With everyone giving out ideas on what to do, things were ultimately done in an orderly, calm, composed, relaxed, and leisurely way… 
In truth, changing the venue at that moment could lead to alarm and only attract more people's attention. Hence, the doctors conducted themselves in an organized fashion.
Hospital Director Bo, who could be considered half a host, was neither too nervous nor excited at this time.
At the same time, the doctors discussed. 
"Is it anxiety? It's said that there are a lot of patients with anxiety in America. They faint very easily. By the way, have you seen people with anxiety in China faint?"
"I haven't seen it before. There are also very few who end up like this when they have serious allergy reactions. If it's a very serious allergy, they should be dead by now."
"The most common one is still myocardial infarction, right? It's precisely because of the lack of serious allergic reactions that makes it hard to deal with this situation."
Most of the doctors spoke in Mandarin, some gathered together to speak English, and some of them spoke some strange languages mixed with English. For a while, they actually created a happy and harmonious atmosphere. The doctors were polite to each other, as if they were having a question and answer session during a seminar. There was no end to their discussion, and they were not in a hurry. 
As the patient, Dobin was a little anxious. His hands were clasped around his neck, and he was about to faint as he had trouble breathing, but since he had not fainted yet, he was a little used to his current posture. 
"It is now generally recommended for you to not press down on your neck." A doctor came up and pulled Dobbin's hand off his neck.
Dobin rolled his eyes and stared at the doctor. 
"Let me just take a look." A doctor took out his phone, switched on the torchlight app, and swung it.
Once he did this, he reminded the doctors to take out the medical supplies they always brought by their sides. 
Some doctors took out their stethoscopes from their shirt pockets.
Some doctors took out thermometers from the lining of their suits.
Some doctors took out a curved needle from a pocket of their suit pants.
And there were even doctors who brought out scissors from the pocket on the back of their pants. 
At that moment, Ling Ran appeared at the scene with Tian Qi. He silently handed out a bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer
"I don't think we should wait for the ambulance. Maybe it's still stuck in traffic. Let's perform an intubation for Mister Dobin here," Zuo Cidian suggested proactively. 
Ling Ran agreed and said, "My tracheotomy pack…"
"Doctor Ling, here, take this." Huang Maoshi of Changxi Medical Company walked over with a majestic gait. His movements were like that of a model, which was something he had perfected during his years as a model. He handed over Ling Ran's tracheotomy pack with both hands.
"Oh, thank you." Ling Ran nodded at Huang Mao.
By his side were Mai Chun, whose expression had changed, and Yunli Medical Company's many pharmaceutical sales representatives.
"Get the defibrillator ready. Su Jiafu, anesthetize the patient. Zuo Cidian, get him into a supine position." Although tracheotomy was a small surgery that could be done by one person, Ling Ran still organized a small team to the best of his ability.
The process was smooth, and Zuo Cidian and Su Jiafu worked at a fast pace.
Yun Hua Hospital's current CPR team had always been composed of Zuo Cidian and the others. Now, they had daily training and had to use their skills on real patients. After Ling Ran gave his orders, his team used just dozens of seconds to make the full set of preparations. 
"I will be doing a tracheotomy," Ling Ran said to Tian Qi and started wearing gloves.
A small surgery like tracheotomy did not require the surgeon to wash his hands and all the other things required in an operating theater. Wearing gloves was actually really just to protect the doctor himself. 
"Okay," Tian Qi responded and stood next to him. She took out her phone and took a few photos.
At this time, Boss Shao came over and looked at the red-faced Dobin. He clicked his tongue. "You sure are unlucky. If this happened in my restaurant, I would have fixed up a treatment spot for you in minutes. But that's just how Prosperous Fountain is. Although it's very large in scale and it can do many things, it's really lacking when it comes to basic medical treatment."
As he spoke, Boss Shao also took out his phone and took several photos of Dobin. He then sent it to his Circle of Friends. [When going out, it's hard to avoid trouble. At this time, it's very necessary to find a shop with complete facilities, especially medical facilities…]
After sending this to his Circle of Friends, Boss Shao's phone began to have messages pouring in to him. 
Boss Shao smiled and opened his WeChat leisurely before he stared at it with a grin. The surgery happening on the spot, however, did not make him excited. He could not understand what was going on, anyway. It was better to keep the camera focused on Ling Ran. 
The people continued talking at the far end of the banquet hall, and on this side of the banquet hall, the doctors watched the surgery as they talked. 
"The Americans' cardiovascular system is a mess."
"This doctor looks young, but his cardiovascular system is also pretty bad."
"I think this one did this to his cardiovascular system because of how much he stays up late, right? He's always gambling."
"Huh, how did you know?"


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

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