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[22 August 1802 - morning - the day of the audience with Queen Elisabeth]

Clip clop clip clip-clip -- clip clop clip clop.

The steady sound of 2 pairs of hooves striking the stone pavement rang out; accompanied by the grundling grind of the serviceable carriages wheels. At times the carriage driver would have to slow down to navigate the broken, damaged roads - part of the aftermath of the demonic invasion - lest the horses be rendered lame.

The carriage navigated through the sparse traffic in Paris; the bustle of activities not quite yet restored since the loss of countless lives in the recent demon attack. The journey was not long between their lodgings and the temporary centre of government. They had put up at one of the many manors with no lords but with still a number of servants remaining; many residences were repurposed for visiting guests during these trying times.

It was silent in the carriage meant for 5, but seating 7 - Princess Romilda, Caitlyn, Sebastian, Principal Snow, Sir Jacques, Paladin Roland and a steward from the new royal household to accompany them; Steward Louis. Though in the first place, Sir Jacques and Paladin Roland were acting in their duty more as prison wardens than company.

As the entourage crossed from the Gallian portion of the noble residential district to the Britannian quarters; they could sense an unseen tension in the air - remnants from those who felt that a British-born woman should not be the Queen of their great nation.

In addition, Britannia was also not part of the Uro empire; lending more support to Queen Elisabeth's detractors. Nevertheless; as the two charismatic figureheads of both the Loyalist and the Nobles factions had sworn their undying support to Her Majesty; her position was far more secured than it had been nary a week ago.

Regardless, there were still more than just small pockets of naysayers among the populace and nobles - most of all among the Uro-aligned Knight's Order and the Military Faction.

The carriage approached a tightly guarded area; though to their surprise, there were only 2 rounds of checks and less than 10 guardsmen at each checkpoint. The group had expected the grounds to be far more heavily protected than what they saw.

Their carriage came to a halt at the doorstep of the largest Britannian manor in the city, one that in truth rivaled the former palace grounds in size. Carefully and with utmost graciousness; they alighted from the carriage - as they were greeted by Duchess Corrine herself, leader of the Nobles faction.

"Greetings, Your Highness; General Snow; esteemed guests - please, follow after me." The cordial and expressionless Duchess invited them to follow after her then immediately turned and began walking up the staircase towards the first floor anteroom.

Slightly stunned by the unforeseen high rank of the receiving representative, the party failed to respond with their own prepared greetings; as the Duchess out-ranked all of them but the Princess. They were also equally shocked at the unexpected revelation of Principal Snow bring a general - causing Caitlyn, Romilda and Sebastian to raise their brows and glance at him askance.

The man just shrugged as they quickened their pace to keep up with the chivalrous Duchess' long strides.

Upon reaching the anteroom, they noticed that it was rather bare. 4 other groups were already there; waiting for their turn to see Her Majesty - they did not seem to recognise nor have any interest to be acquaintance with the new entrants; as they merely raised their heads to glance once at the newcomers before ignoring them.

The Duchess, as if already prepared to explain this point, stated that the Queen had willingly sold off almost all her non-necessities in order to be rationed to the poor and needy; especially farmers and traders whose livelihoods were nearly wiped out. At this time, the Duchess' erstwhile hard expressions were graced with a slight, gentle smile; as if moved by the memory of the Queen's actions.

"With the winter coming, many will be left without providence - however, I don't understand why those of my faction - bless their souls - do not understand that, without their people, their lands, territory, wealth... All these mean nothing without people to work, to build and to prosper together!"

Composing herself after that slight outburst; and realising that her diatribe was slightly counter to her factions stance, she resumed her stoic stance and waited with the party until it was their turn to enter the bare and meager throne room.

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As their escorts Sir Jacques and Paladin Roland remained in the anteroom, Princess Romilda had led the way, followed by Caitlyn - an Earl in her own right based on the equivalent ranking from the east - and Sebastian, himself a Viscount; and finally Principal Snow who was not of the peerage. However, once the glitteringly beautiful Princess had given their groups heartfelt greetings; it was long decided for the Principal and Caitlyn to lead the conversation; being the most seasoned in the wiles and strategems of court and politics.

Now though, they were tense - the situation they had hoped to avoid had come to pass.

"A quasit corpse or two... My deepest apologies; I recognise and a ever-grateful for your former contributions to the country, General - ex-General Snow... But please excuse me if I may be blunt."

The Queen slowly batted her eyelids, looking fatigued from managing the endless flow of documents and petitioners from before dawn to the late hours of the night.

"Would you, in my place, believe...? Believe; and believe it strongly enough based on the scant evidence - enough to mobilise a force led by a divine-level[1] powerhouse, just based on a corpse of the lowest of lesser demons...?"

Despite their numerous discussions; there was almost nothing they could say in response - it was true that they had scant evidence of their shocking claims; claims that needed robust evidence as backing.

"I--" The bald man tried to speak, trying to wipe away the sweat pouring down his pate surreptitiously (very obviously); but he was cut off by a wave of Her Majesty's hand - she could not spend more than 2 minutes on a flimsy case such as theirs.

"Thank you, my dear subject. I am pleased and grateful for your utmost loyalty to the crown and kingdom." She glanced to Vivian at her side. "Please, ensure our guests are comfortable and treated well." Then she waved her hand once again; a sign of dismissal.

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The group was quiet as they returned to their dwelling place - contemplating their strange situation.

Called urgently with no room for questions.

Dismissed perfunctorily in less than 5 minutes.

Now left with no clear instructions; unable to make a decision on what was to be their next step.

And still under "house-arrest" by their sickening "host" Sir Jacques; obviously trying to get into the Princess' pants.

The Principal sighed - they could only wait until word came from Rome; when the Princess' report to the royal family was received and a diplomatic missive delivered to the Gallic government.

He hoped the Roman emperor would be more receptive to their claims.

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[22 August noon; along the train tracks from Lyon to Turin - about 10km from the mountain pass of Saint-Jeoire-Prieuré]

BOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!

A thunderous impact and explosion jolted the train as it came to a swift halt - heavily; in fact, heavily enough that an unsecured passenger could be thrown to slam against the seat before them, or even smashed against the ceiling - enough impact to potentially kill a level 1 passenger!

To Sam, though, this snapped her out of the trance.

Due to her exceedingly great weight (now breaching 400kg...) her inertia was great - far greater than that of the little girl beside her. This was in addition to her already dazed state; just roused from her stupor.

As such; while Celica flew out of her seat, hit the ceiling and fell back down two seats further to the front;  Sam hurtled all the way forward; pinballing off seats in the left and right aisle before crashing into door to the next carriage.

She rubbed her head and eyes; trying to regain clarity. She looked around - all the windows were deformed; shattering every single glass panel. Smoke was rising from further front; and she could feel heat and vibrations constantly rocking them.

Even worse were the clear sounds of magical battle, with the occasional explosion, fireball or swooshing sound of a large monster heard overhead. At least this meant that the battle was not over yet; the trains defenders were still valiantly holding their ground.

Then she noticed the imprint of her body on the heavy metal door; and the cracked, broken seats that had helped her reduce her momentum.

(I've gotta lose some weight...) She felt quite down about her ever-rising body weight as she surveyed her surroundings.

(!!! Weakling Albert! Is he safe??) Not having a clue as to why she was here; and not aware of the brush she had just had with near-death, Sam jumped out of a broken window - as a shortcut to the economy-class carriages and to take stock of her surroundings.

Amazingly, the train carriage she was in was still properly aligned and upright - the same could not be said for the other carriages further back and in front however, many of which were upended and lying on their sides; curled round the middle carriages in an C-shape, like the tail of a scorpion.

It was doubtful for any normal passengers had survived; though she could see quite a number of low to mid leveled passengers bloody and battered, struggling to get out of the trains wreckage.

That was not what truly caught her attention - the highlight of her situation was up front; where the front car responsible for propulsion was surrounded by a solid blue barrier; and besieged by multiple green and white dragons!

The defenders were mostly focused on survival - yet every now and then two of the mages in the mid 20th levels would return fire with a raging fireball; exploding on the chest of the winter and earth dragons; drawing roars of rage from them.

The 2nd to 5th carriages were entirely torched; resting as rubble on the ground - it was a good thing that there were few or no passengers present on this trip!

Regardless, that was not Sam's battle; she needed to make sure her buddy was well and alive!

And so she ran back to the 2nd last car, where Albert was currently stuck; pressed under the sweaty and smelly bodies of nearly 10 other passengers - most of them groaning in pain; some of them no longer alive.

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"No… Oh no… Oh…" Peng Xin fell down and crawled on the floor. She wanted to get up but she suddenly felt dizzy, then she fell and went unconscious after she said "oh no".
Huh?! Zhao Yu was shocked. When he looked towards the entrance of the bookstore, he saw white smoke coming out from the store. In the smoke, Liang Huan was dragging someone's legs.
Although Zhao Yu was shocked, he understood what was going on. The white smoke in the bookstore was most likely poisonous, so most of the police detectives that had rushed in were poisoned.
The person Liang Huan was dragging was Da Fei—the first one who had rushed in. Da Fei had already collapsed on the floor, not moving at all! When Liang Huan tried to pull him, he could not hold his breath. He felt dizzy, choked by the white smoke, and fell right at the entrance of the bookstore.
Damn it! Zhao Yu immediately closed the car trunk and rushed over to the rescue! Although he was not sure what the white smoke was, his gut feeling told him that he could not inhale any of it. So, he immediately activated the invisible breathing device through the system! The invisible breathing device could provide oxygen automatically. With it, he would not take in any of the poisonous gas.
The other police detectives that came along with him were panicking. They wanted to save their colleagues too. Zhao Yu was afraid that they might be poisoned by the smoke, so he told them to stay put while he rushed towards the entrance of the bookstore. He dragged Da Fei and Liang Huang back, each one with one of his hands.
As Peng Xin fainted further away from the white smoke, the other police detectives quickly dragged her to a safer area.
"It might be some sort of strong anaesthetic," the police detective told Zhao Yu after checking on their three unconscious colleagues. "Their life shouldn't be in danger. They are just knocked out!"
"Call the station to request for backup! I'll head inside to arrest the suspect!" Zhao Yu then ran into the bookstore.
"Don't, Team Leader!" The police detectives wanted to stop Zhao Yu but he had already ran into the bookstore.
The bookstore was filled with white smoke, and he could not see what was going on inside. Even though Zhao Yu did not need to breathe, the smoke seemed to be irritant gas as it got in his eyes and made him tear up.
Zhao Yu was trying his best to look around when he finally found two people lying on the floor in the bookstore. These two should have been from the special task force, and they were already in a heavy stupor. No matter what kind of conflict they had had, Zhao Yu could not just leave them there. He held their thighs and dragged them out.
"Team Leader!" The police detectives saw Zhao Yu dragging another two people out and they were dumbstruck. They did not understand why Zhao Yu was not being affected by the white smoke. To their amazement, Zhao Yu brought the two people outside and ran into the shop again, without panting.
As Zhao Yu had entered the shop earlier, he found the stairs in the shop easily. He saw a kerosene lamp lookalike at the stairs, and that was where the white smoke was coming from. He stepped over the lamp and ran upstairs. It was also filled with white smoke. He saw another police detective on the ground.
"That's weird," he thought. "The detective is unconscious but his arm is pointing towards the window on the second floor. It seemed like he was pointing at something!" Zhao Yu immediately thought of the suspect, Qiu Xinyang!
"Did Qiu Xinyang escape?" He quickly looked out from the window. There was a small yard outside, and there was a pomegranate tree right next to the window. On one of the tree branches, was an eyecatching gas mask! Needless to say, the gas mask must have been caught on the branch when Qiu Xinyang was running away!
"F*ck!" Zhao Yu looked around but he did not see anyone. He contacted the detectives outside with his walkie-talkie and told them to go to the backyard and around the bookstore to track down the suspect!
After that, Zhao Yu walked around the second floor of the bookstore again to ensure that there was no one else there before he carried the unconscious detective down and out of the book store!
When Zhao Yu walked out of the book store, the first batch of backup had arrived. The police car's siren was wailing at the entrance of the bookstore, while a group of armored police detectives got out. Everyone was shocked to see so many unconscious officers. They called for an ambulance and the bomb squad for professional assistance. 
Zhao Yu told his remaining colleagues to drive around to intercept the suspect. From the scene, the suspect, Qiu Xinyang was not far away!
"Damn it! Damn it!" Zhao Yu thought. He was directing his colleagues while sulking over the current situation, which was supposed to have been a simple arrest!
He reckoned that the team members from Wang Shengyao's team had no idea that Qiu Xinyang was the criminal of the Bank Hidden Corpse Case! They were only here to ask about the case, but they had not expected Qiu Xinyang to attack them with anaesthetic smoke!
If it had not been for these people messing around, they could have arrested Qiu Xinyang! Not only was the suspect not arrested, but a few detectives were also poisoned! God damn it!
At first, they wanted to wait for the bomb squad to arrive to get rid of the white smoke that was knocking people out, but Zhao Yu knew where it was, and as his invisible breathing device was still working, he rushed into the bookstore and brought out the kerosene lamp lookalike that was exuding the white smoke. There was a pile of sand next to the road, so he threw it into the sand pile and buried it. The smoke then disappeared.
Whoop whoop whoop… Along with the police siren, Team B, led by Miao Ying, had arrived at the scene. After finding out the details of the incident, Miao Ying was pissed off too! If she did not have an important task at hand, she would have lodged a complaint against Wang Shengyao with the higher-ups!
Because of the accident at the bookstore, Qiu Xinyang raised an even stronger suspicion. The police were quite certain that he was the murderer of the Bank Hidden Corpse Case! So, Miao Ying quickly sent Qiu Xinyang's photo to each arrest team and got in touch with the traffic department to set up patrols to arrest the suspect.
After about ten over minutes, there was no update from each department. No one had seen Qiu Xinyang.
Very quickly, the ambulance arrived! Luckily, Peng Xin was only mildly poisoned. When the ambulance arrived, she had already regained conscious, but Liang Huan and Da Fei were in worse condition.
The medical professionals quickly gave them emergency treatment. One of the experienced emergency doctors told them that it had been a strong anaesthetic that was life threatening, and that they had to be rushed to the hospital for treatment!
It was important to rescue them, so along with Peng Xin, the detectives helped move all of them into the ambulance.
When the ambulance left, the bomb squad arrived!
As Zhao Yu had already taken care the source of the white smoke, the bomb squad looked at the scene and confirmed that there was no longer any danger in the book store.
"Hurry up," Miao Ying told the remaining detectives. "We have to investigate the bookstore as soon as possible. If Sun Yihan taken by Qiu Xinyang, she might be locked up here!"
Everyone knew the importance of the matter so they rushed into the bookstore to look through the place.
Zhao Yu wanted to follow them but he suddenly recalled something. He thought, "Qiu Xinyang shouldn't be too far away from here, especially in such short period of time. The b*stard might be hiding nearby!"
So… Zhao Yu opened the car trunk and carried Daheng out.
"Daheng," Zhao Yu patted its head and said, "good dog! I am relying on you this time!" He brought Daheng to the backyard of the bookstore and took down the gas mask that the suspect had left on the tree. He told Daheng to smell the gas mask, and he showed Daheng the photo of Qiu Xinyang.
"Come on, Daheng!" Zhao Yu spoke with enthusiasm. "Hurry up, find this b*stard for me!"
After looking at the photo, Daheng barked excitedly. Then, it ran around Zhao Yu in circles and ran into the alley through the backyard of the bookstore.
"That's great!" Zhao Yu followed Daheng when it decided in which direction to go. The other detectives were excited and chased after Zhao Yu with their guns on hand.
"Bark bark bark…" After a few turns in the alley, they arrived at their destination. Zhao Yu nearly fell on his knees!
"What the f*ck!" Zhao Yu cursed when he saw that Daheng had led them to a smelly public toilet!!


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

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They called this the city of Wai, or Country. The city was divided into 4 parts. E.W.N.S. 

West country has sea, East side has big forest and mountain. Mountain and forest spread east and south of the City. North side linked to other country.

North side has big Gate, and East has smaller gate. South did not have gate and West has port. 
Cemetery located at south east of the city. And Royal Cemetery was located near North West and it was built in the City.

North side was face of country and south side was back of country. Because the main road to another country was on North side.

And they also have 1 big market each made 4 markets. But 2 big markets were more bigger than other two. 

East and West market were bigger. 
West side have ship port, market and Rich people area with palace. 

East side have mix people, most of exchange were take place here, 
Hunter or herb collector coming out from forest were sold their good in here, 
Slave hunter, missionary, assassin, beggar, thief, kind of mix people stay here so, restaurant, gambling house, brothel and black market even hiding inside of it.
Zora hidden base was in south-east side poor area.


...….


They arrived in East market place, too many light were lit as a day. These were like night market in Asia, many small temporary shop were open on the street, and original building shop were open as well.
There were selling many foods, good material, snacks, etc...

New year festival was like 10 days celebrate in here.
Xiao Yu hold the big bag firmly which was tie with her like back pack in front of her chest, the small space bag was inside in it, 

She took out money from small bag inside big bag, she bought most for their needed. She only took out money and pay the price of what she bought.

That what Zora told her to do. How to proper use money. Ye Ling follow her and take everything in her big bag.

At one place, Yu Rou stopped and looked at girl flowery hair clip on a girls accessories shop.

"Yu'er, if you wanted, go and buy it, that not too much and that not wasting money, that was using money."

She smile and went there quickly that like she afraid of someone took it. She hold it and...

"How much…." Before she finished her word.
A hand tried to grab the big bag which was tie with her and run. But Yu Rou's hand was so firm holding it and tied, the thief could not get at first tried.

Yu Rou fall down.
The hand tried to get second time but…
Yu Rou dropped the hair clip and hold the bag with her two hand grab it in her chest, even if she was on ground.

And a hand grab the thief hand before the thief touch again.
Zora knew two guys were following them. 

He wanted Yu Rou got experience so he let them first time. But not second time. 

Enough for a child.

And he did not know these thieves were so stupid and use forcefully take away. That make Yu Rou fell down. Zora thought they would cut the tied string first but now.

Zora so angry, for his own mistake. and he thinks 'This world people are stupid. Stupid world.' He curse.

Zora grab the pickpocket hand with left and..
He use his right hand.
He transformed his right hand palm turn into metal but only his palm could see other parts were hidden under his clothes. 

Even if fire lamp were lit, normal people could not notice about his palm. 

He used the edge of his right palm smash across the face of the thief. He used only half of his strength. 
He used metal form so that it could prevent him from harm.

"Crack" 
The thief face cracked. Nose, eyes and face was deform. 
Blood were spread out.

He let out his anger on the thief.

Just one hit needed to made him fall down. But Zora did not stop. Three time he hit him on the ground. 
The thief face were smash between ground and his edge of Zora palm.

Zora did not use his fist.

He got up and turn around, transform his right leg and kick the incoming another one. Just one kick needed again. This time he reduced to ¼ of his leg strength.
Bang..
Arrrr… 
This one could still shout while first one down with just one without shout.
Bang...
Zora jump and follow that man and kicked again in his abdominal while the thief was lying on the ground.

These two thieves were weak, normal people here were x2 times stronger than earth. But that does not mean all people.
Even on earth there were many people who could not lift 10kg weight and hold for 1 min. Same thing applied here.

When Zora got this body, it was too weak too. He was now 16 years old his muscles were still developing, not too strong like mature someone who already trained.

But he still stronger than many people here, even without using his metal power. 
He showed his power to ward off unnecessary incoming problems. But he still keep some hidden.

All people were move away from fighting places. 
He than looking in the crowed of people, there must be still some more left.

"You all tried to steal from a little girl? Fvck you all."
"Go call your follow dogs and come gang at me. I am waiting."

He lift his foot and stomp down on the lying thief legs to break his both legs. 
Than he went to another, this time he kick the thief the legs to break it again.

Zora is always rustless when in fighting, 
In a fight, if you sympathy to your enemy mean you hate your love one.

If you don't want your love one got hurt never sympathy in fight.

And while he fight Zora did not talk. Or never got time to talk while in fight.
And he stand there for 10 seconds waiting for someone to come out but no one.

He turned toward Yu Rou, who was sitting on the ground. He sat down pick her up, checked her injury,
Small injury, he know it from the started, that why he took care of two thieves first. 

He cleaned the wound on Yu Rou without caring other people around and applied medicine right away.

Everyone around already started going their way, they did not care this much of fight. It happen as daily life.

He picked up hair clip and check. There were nothing happen to it, so
"Yu'er, it is ok now, go buy it."
After she looked at two man on ground and she went back to buy her hair clip.

"How much for this?"
"20 copper little girl."

Yu Rou stopped for a while and think, 20 coppers was expensive. As for a solider who fought in a war would only got 6 silvers for monthly salary.
20 coppers were enough for some people food for 3 or 4 days.

Zora came stand beside Yu Rou and looking at the stand. He found another beautiful hair clip.
"How much for that?"

The shop keeper face disdain while looking at who wearing normal clothes, and telling himself
 'They were just asking and even could not afford to buy.' 

But he could not say out loud, he just saw Zora took care of two thieves.
"that for 30 coppers." The shop owner replied.

Zora notices about shop owner feeling but not worth to bark about that. So….
 "Yu Rou, do you like this one?"

Both were pretty so,
"It is pretty too."Yu Rou answer with shinning bright in her eyes.

But she remember those days after her parents gone. Her father die and mother disappear.
 
Their relative came and took everything they have. 
At that time they could not even afford to buy 1 meal for 1 day.

When their relatives came and took no one help them. There were so call his parents friends were no where to be found.
But before when they parents were prosper they always come.

These days were making her trauma all the time, Zora knew about these in two years this was another reason he wanted her to use money properly to gain back her confident.

"We would take both, Yu Rou gave him 50 coppers."
"One clip is enough for me, Ge Ge."
"Just bought it, a girl should have 2 or 3 at least." Zora told her with smile. 
He remember how the earth girls were.

After they bought the clip, they left that place leaving two thieves.
Zora was excepted someone would come but still NO. And No police too.
They walked quietly for a while and after a bit far from thieves there were a tea house.

So, time for action, 

Zora did not like passive way of handling things. 

So he started his active part.

"Ye Ling and Yu Rou wait me at that tea house.
After that he went into crowded people.
There were five more people there waiting for Zora went away. After that they tried carried two guys and left.

 Zora followed these men who took the two guy. They turn into dark valley to another until they reach another dark valley, there were two people in there wearing police uniform.

One was captain and his lackey.
"Are they dead?" police lackey asked the man who carried body.
"Not yet, Why don't you go arrested him?" 
"Why don't you go out and fight him?" A Police lackey asked them back.

They all stop talking. They knew Zora was dangerous.
"Please, make him as murder and arrested him, Captain Yang."
"We would try but not sure, you all know what area was that."  Captain Yang replied.

Zora was in the dark listening them, no one could see him as his metal form was black and clothes colour were ash colour too.

That area was very dangerous place that why these thieves operate stealing here too.
Many of hunter and killer here. Even if some people die, no one care.

But still many untouchable people here, that could cause all killer did not dear to run around and kill everyone.

All of them afraid of each other, many people here were hidden dragon and crouching tiger.
If someone wrong and provoke wrong person mean dead.

e.g. Thief try to steal from Zora.
And another example was the stupid group who tried to capture Zora before were die here in this zone too. 
Around after 3 months they came into graveyard for looking Zora, and got prize money. After that they drunk here and provoke someone. 

Here is not an earth city bar, that you could drunk and fight with everyone. 

Just one wrong move would kill someone here.
This area remind him of a place where he once live on earth.

If on Earth area were divided with colour for danger there could find Five area,
Green or white area (if you went out at after midnight, with ear phone on you dead percent was lower than 3%)
(e.g….Sort of like, safe big cities)

Blue  (if you went out at after midnight, with ear phone on you dead percent was lower than 20%)

Brown (if you went out at after midnight, with ear phone on, you dead percent was lower than 50%)

Black (if you went out at day time, you dead percent was lower than 25%)

Red (if you went out at day time, you dead percent was lower than 60%)

These were not a War Zone, it was like normal people living area. 

If someone told there is a place like exit on Earth, to the Earth youngster who live in Green Zone, they would never believe it exit.
Because they thought the world was so peaceful, under law and order.

For Zora, this area here in this world was between a Brown and black zone, this area was just a joke for him, he who lived once in a Red Zone.

....


"Go and report to your boss." Captain said that to them. 
"Ok," 
These two group part away, 

Zora followed the Thieves group, Zora wanted to eliminate all of them.

Leaving a lose end would not get peaceful.

They were walking more than 15 mins, Zora thought that their base should not far from the market but he was wrong.

At that time,

Quest,
'Kept Lin Yu Rou safe, defend her from harm tonight.'
Reward: 300 sliver and soft carbon fibre clothes for young girl full set.
Failure: -10000 gold and 100 slashes
Would you accept?  
 YES/NO

It has been a long time, no quest for him, since begging food from bad old man quest.

Zora was already worried about leaving Yu Rou at tea shop, he thought it was not long to reach to thieves hideout but it took him more around 30 mins still haven't reach their base yet.

So, he looked at where these people went and answer the Quest,

YES

He wanted to say 'No'
Because of big penalties were inhuman.
But soft carbon fibre clothes attracted him more, so he said...
He runs rush back toward the tea shop.

...….

Thieves....
They went into big old house with big yard, at very North East edge of the city. 
In the big yard, three house and a rundown temple.
There were around 20 guards guarding this place. 
There were some people on 2nd floor the big open veranda, they were drinking and talking.
...
"So, you guys run back like dog tail between the leg?" The leader told to his subordinates.
"Boss, he was so strong, even Yang Yue Gin could not dare to fight." 
"You mean, even Captain Yang was there?"
"Yes, boss,"
"Ok, you can go now."
"Boss, please revenge for us."
"I said you can go now!!!!"
That guy who reported run off.
"Cao Zhen, what do you think we should do?"
"Boss, we should lay low for a while, Lord Lu told us a big event would happen soon. And he wanted us to lay low."
"So, let him live for a while, next time we would send our people and if we found him, we will end his life and sold off his two woman."
"Don't worry boss, there were no place they could run, this is our area."
"Forget about small matter boss, let don't our happy time like that."
"You right, hay, call the girls now."
...

There were people who try to run before they walk.
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Who did not know, what is ABCD and trying to write eassy in English.
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Without foundation, building a Skyscraper.
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Who did not know, what is Magic and trying to used Nine Sun magical fist.
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There is one Question,
What is magic?
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Action start from Vol. 2, 
Skip for action, 
Read Vol.1, history later.

A Senior Apprentice Sister like an insane killer.

That was Lu Sheng's first impression of White Face.

As he followed Song Zi'an forward into the cave, the cave began to slope downwards. Strangely, however, the water between the gaps in the stone still flowed towards the mouth of the cave.

"Don't touch the stream under our feet. It's lethal poison… even we… can't resist it," Song Zi'an reminded ominously.

"Mm." Lu Sheng nodded. Actually, without his reminder, Lu Sheng himself had already noticed the source of the stream.

On the right side in the cave, a giant single-horned black python lay in slumber, its huge mouth unconsciously wide agape. Massive volumes of thick, viscous saliva were dripping out of the corner of its mouth.

As the saliva flowed away from the black python, however, it inexplicably became diluted. What began with the width of an arm was a small river in the distance, multiplying in volume until it filled the gaps between the stones.

"This is the guardian of the Sect—Mi. You can call her Miss Mi," Song Zi'an introduced. "But Miss Mi is deep in sleep most of the time, and flies into rage each time she wakes. Best not to be too near, lest you be eaten."

Lu Sheng nodded, at a loss for words.

They continued forward. After the time it took to brew a pot of tea, they finally caught sight of a glimmer of light ahead. The massive face of a rock wall soon emerged in Lu Sheng's view.

It was a gargantuan and brightly lit stone wall, riddled with caves carved into the face of the wall, packed densely together like a beehive. Each cave was sealed by a stone door and seemed to be inhabitable.

A rugged stone pillar stood before the rock wall, with a massive blood-colored symbol painted on it. In the darkness, the pillar released a gloomy, melancholic, and bloodthirsty glow.

"This is the central zone of our sect. All these caves are inhabitable. You will have to pick one and settle down in it. On top of that, the Sect is now governed by the Grand Elder. Let me lead you to him now," Song Zi'an explained.

Lu Sheng nodded. "I'll trouble you then."

Both of them followed the steps on the stairs to the right of the rock wall all the way up. Lu Sheng clearly sensed an immense power monitoring and scanning every inch of earth in the cave ever since he had entered, much like in White Bell City.

It was an immensely profound force, unfathomably deep. The moment he stepped on the flight of stone stairs, he felt as if he had walked into an extremely viscous sea of sludge; pressure weighed down on him all over his body and even the circulation of inner Qi within him was impeded.

"Oh, right. This place is under the protection and suppression of the sect's Divine Weapon shard. You may feel uncomfortable here, but it'll get better once you get used to it," Song Zi'an explained again.

Lu Sheng did not say a word; he merely nodded to indicate his comprehension.

The two of them continued up the stairs until they reached the topmost row of caves in the stone wall. They came to a halt before the most central cave.

"Dong Dong Dong."

Song Zi'an knocked on the stone door.

"Come in." The clear but deep voice of an elderly man rang out from within.

Slowly, the stone door shifted aside and Song Zi'an led Lu Sheng into the cave.

A warm yellow candle glow lit up the interior of the cave. The insides of the cave were lined with yellow candlesticks. Yellow wooden tables and chairs were scattered around the room. A soft white carpet lay under their feet and several clean white robes were hung on the wall.

An ancient man with a face wrinkled like bark was seated behind the table, slowly reading a paper book.

"I've brought him here, Grand Elder," Song Zi'an said loudly.

"You've worked hard, Zi'an." The old man lifted his head with a smile, his murky eyes landing on Lu Sheng.

"Welcome, young brother Lu. If you've made up your mind to stay, you can take your pick along the caves and settle down in it. Just stay for a night, and we'll take it that you've confirmed your decision."

"I've confirmed my decision to stay," Lu Sheng said placidly.

"Very well then. I'm the Grand Elder of the Prime Devil Sect, Liu Shanzi. Presently, there're a total of three Elders in the sect, two Deacons, and the number of disciples varies. Every morning the bell will sound twice. It indicates the start of my morning lesson. You may choose to either attend my lesson or confine yourself to your cave. Nobody will disturb you. When you go into solitary confinement, remember to hang the sign outside your cave."

Lu Sheng nodded in understanding.

"Should there be anything you need to seek clarification about, you can ask Zi'an. He's always stationed in the cemetery adjacent to the stone wall in the sect," Grand Elder Liu Shanzi explained.

"Alright, if there're no other questions, you can go back and rest. Tomorrow morning we begin lessons." He seemed rather disinterested. Although he was briefing Lu Sheng, the process felt rather mechanical and even the smile on his face felt forced. He felt distant.

Lu Sheng was led away by Song Zi'an.

Watching the stone door to his cave shut slowly, Grand Elder Liu Shanzi sighed by his table.

The sect was going downhill. Ever since their mining district was seized by the Nine Bells Sect, the sect disciples' basic cultivation resources were no longer guaranteed. As a result, many of them have left.

They were finding it increasingly difficult to recruit new disciples in the first place, but now it was like rubbing salt onto wound.

Without resources, nobody would be willing to toil for the sect for nothing in return. The disciples were gone and so nobody was left to even maintain the patrols. The sect could not maintain even its basic vigilance.

And now, this new disciple from Shangyang Family would most probably leave in disappointment before long as well. After all, this was a sect that could not guarantee one even the most basic cultivation resources. What was the point in joining it?

Liu Shanzi sighed at length, walked to the side of his cave and peered out through his wooden window.

His gaze landed on the stone pillar erected beneath, dazed.

***

Outside the caves on the topmost level of the rock wall...

"Junior Apprentice Brother Lu, take your pick. Remember, you must not leave our cave after night falls. Now that there're no patrol teams in the sect, should you meet with danger, you've got to hold it out on your own till dawn... before anyone will come to your aid." Song Zi'an smiled at Lu Sheng.

"I got it." Lu Sheng nodded. "On top of that, I'd like to ask Senior Apprentice Brother: where is the sect's library? I'm personally extremely interested in miscellaneous studies."

"The library's at the back of the rock wall. You'll see it if you walk around it. You may peruse any of the books at will, as long as you don't damage them." After the basic orientation, Song Zi'an slowly descended down the stairs.

The manner in which he walked was bizarre; instead of walking step by step, he seemed to float horizontally, without the ups and downs that accompanied usual walking.

Lu Sheng watched as he left. Only when he disappeared at the edge of the stairs did he turn around to look at the caves before him.

Some of the caves were open, while some were sealed. Those that were open emanated a gloomy, ominous air and looked devoid of life. As for those that were sealed, chilly gusts of air would blow out through their windows, sending chills that pierced to the bones.

"This sect..." Lu Sheng was at a loss for words to describe it. He walked past the caves on the topmost level. Finally, at the extreme left of the stone wall near its end, he picked a cave as his place of dwelling.

The cave was wide open, and furniture like tables, chairs, shelves, and cupboards was complete, albeit all made of stone. A heavy musky odor permeated the air in the cave.

Lu Sheng placed his luggage in the cupboard and found the locking mechanism on the stone door. It was half of a sphere adhered to the door, which required a key to open.

The key, a piece of intricately shaped metal, was placed on the tabletop in the cave.

Lu Sheng picked up the piece of metal and hung it on himself. Without further ado, he left his cave and descended down the stairs.

Before long, he was standing before the stone wall once again, gazing at the hundreds of caves staring at him on the wall. His gaze swept from left to right. On both sides of the wall, he could see paths that led to the back.

Lu Sheng chose the path on the left and slowly walked along it.

In the darkness, the stone wall released a faint white hue which mixed with the red glow from the stone pillar, creating a pale blood color which permeated the cavern and split it into two zones—one black and one red.

The red zone was the area lit up by the glow. The black zone was the area shrouded in pitch black darkness.

Lu Sheng quickly walked to the edge of the red glow and paused for a short moment. Before long, he continued and stepped into the inky blackness.

Even without light, however, he could still discern the objects and lay of the land before him through the extremely faint refracted light with his extremely acute senses.

Lu Sheng sped up along the path until he reached a bridge which spanned a crevice that dropped into thick grey fog, which churned as if alive. Many wooden planks on the tattered and worn bridge were already rotten. A careless misstep, and one would fall straight down into the abyss.

Lu Sheng stood at the head of the bridge and gazed into the opposite end of the bridge.

Across the bridge, a series of black towers rose up from the ground. Apparently, those were the library that Song Zi'an had mentioned.

"Hoo..."

Gusts of bone-piercingly chilly wind blew up from the abyss underneath the bridge. Even Lu Sheng's hair stood on ends.

This sensation seemed to originate more from a coldness which he felt in his heart than in his body.

He regulated his breathing, then took a step forward and planted it firmly on the bridge.

"Boom!"

Without warning, he shot forward like a bolt of lightning, the tip of his toes tapping several times on the metal chains linking both sides of the bridge. In the blink of an eye, he was across the hundred meter long bridge.

"Thud."

Lu Sheng landed lightly on the other side of the crevice and turned around to look at the bridge, which swung from left to right in the wind. He relaxed and let out a breath of air.

"This Prime Devil Sect... no wonder not many are willing to come during their recruitment..." He shook his head and continued forward.

A group of towers faced him, standing cold and aloof. The entire group of buildings was surrounded by a tall black wall. Its entrance was right ahead of Lu Sheng, with a giant signboard hung above it.

'Earth Prime Tower'.

The words on the board were written neatly in ancient Song script with red ink.

Lu Sheng glanced at the ajar door. Through it, he could see that the courtyard was completely empty, without a soul within.

He strode in unceremoniously and was greeted immediately with a thick musky odour.

"Creak..."

Pushing open the doors of a building right in front of him, rows after rows of bookshelves emerged in his view.

Casually, he picked a shelf at random and saw that it was packed with books.

"A Medical History of Song Dynasty", "The Beginnings of Divine Weapons", "Myths and Reality", "On the Heavenly Signs", "Ice and Fire: The Mutual Counteracting of the Elements"...

This myriad of books looked like they had been kept uncared for. Lu Sheng pulled out "The Beginnings of Divine Weapons". A fine layer of mould had grown on its cover, and it felt coarse and cold to the touch.

He scanned from left to right and discovered a wall lamp, which he lit up with his flint stone.

Immediately, a pale yellow glow lit up in the room. Lu Sheng carried the book to a table and sat down on a chair. After lighting up the desk lamp as well, he began flipping the book open and reading it, ignoring the green mold.

The book narrated how the Noble Families had fought the great terrors of the world in the beginning, gradually forming an equilibrium against the demons and ghosts, winning a place for humans in the world.

Casting aside the parts of the book that lauded the Noble Families, the records of several major historical events in the book greatly helped Lu Sheng to better understand the history of the Noble Families in the Song Dynasty. But the supposed "great terrors" in the book were not described in detail. From the vague mentions, they did not seem to belong to the category of demons or ghosts.

He continued reading in his seat. Unbeknownst to him, several hours flew by.

Demons, devils, ghosts and monsters
Plunge the mortals weak in horrors;
Arms of gods and blades of devils,
Shroud the world in untold evils.

Lu Sheng was an ordinary civil servant in the modern world. After waking from a drunken stupor one day, he found himself trapped in a dangerous world where demons, ghosts and supernatural monsters terrorize the land. 

In this world, ordinary mortals live in dark fear and helplessness, without any means to fight against the supernatural. 

As Lu Sheng struggles desperately for survival, he stumbles upon a game mod he had designed for a mobile phone app in his previous life. It unexpectedly becomes his special ability, which enables him to instantly level up any skill he learns, albeit at a cost.

Thus, Lu Sheng begins his journey, striving for power beyond the reach of a mortal as he treads the way of the Devil…  

After the incense had burnt out, Shen Lian opened his eyes. His gaze was clearer and more soulful.
The stillness was followed by silence, and silence was followed by calmness.
Even though Shen Lian could no longer nourish his spirit and strengthen his soul, but practicing the Concentration Technique in the book of 'The Mastery of Senses' was fine. 
Humans were fraught by distracting thoughts. It was imperative that one restrain their thought process and purify their mind, so as to avoid their psyche from burning out. Otherwise, one would act out of one's foolishness and would bring doom to oneself.
Having sorted out the distracting thoughts in his mind, Shen Lian started pondering on the matter.
Judging from the real Shen Lian's memories and the mannerism of the villagers, Shen Lian could deduce that the world he was in was similar to the ancient Chinese dynasties on Earth. The only difference was that the dynasties that he was familiar with – Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han, and Tang - were not in the picture. 
As to Celestialism, it was simply never part of his knowledge.
Having stood up, Shen Lian went to light an oil lamp. The flickering flame gave the room a mysterious hue.
Reaching out to the wall on his right, he felt the green tile. He took out the tile and revealed a secret compartment. Inside the secret compartment lied 'The Mastery of Senses'.
This was the secret text of martial exercises left behind by the real Shen Lian, or rather, the real Shen Lian's father.
On the cover page, there was a painting of a deity statue. Painted perfectly, the deity looked real and almost alive. This was the deity that Shen Lian pictured when he was trying to purify his mind from distracting thoughts. With the deity in his mind, Shen Lian attained concentration.
The other half of the book consisted of mainly words and meridian diagram of the human body. It detailed how the power of the spirit could be induced to travel through the body, just like the legendary inner Qi. Feasting on the vitality of the body, the spirit would be strengthened and eventually, the power of spirit would return to the Ancestral Cavity – the point between and behind one's eyes.
This set of martial exercises focused on the Upper Cinnabar Fields, termed by the Ancients as the art of spiritual enhancement. Besides astral projections, there were many other uses for the power of spirit. However, physical bodies remained to be our anchor to the physical world.
'The Mastery of Senses' focused only on the art of spiritual enhancement but was lacking in provisions relating to the art of strength training. This was doomed to cause severe imbalances in one's body.
If he were to continue strengthening his spirit, every last ounce of his vital Qi would likely to be sucked dry.
Having gone through the information boom of the modern society, coupled with his judgment as an adult and his expertise in modern medicine, Shen Lian managed to deduce at least that much.
On the other hand, the real Shen Lian was an orphaned teenager with limited knowledge, who mistakenly thought that he could emerge invincible from the mountains after decades of martial art training.
That might just be possible – as the plot of a novel. The reality, however, was often cruel.
As the saying goes, 'The master leads you to the door, and the rest is up to you'. Without a master, one might just end up at the wrong door.
Fortunately, the martial exercise book was focused on the art of spiritual enhancement. If it were to be a book on the art of strength training, the real Shen Lian might have suffered internal injuries and be in a state of debility. If this was the case, even the Shen Lian now - the new Shen Lian, would not be able to do much.
Besides nursing his body back to good health, Shen Lian had been doing some serious thinking about the cultivation path instead of rushing into it just as the real Shen Lian did.
After much deliberation, he decided that first, he would have to gain some insight into the cultivation path of this world. The best way would be to learn from master teachers. He knew full well that he had to be cautious; if one were to be an apprentice to a master teacher with an evil intent, the outcome would be disastrous.
The new Shen Lian had always been conservative when it comes to risk-taking – precisely why he was content with staying put at his small clinic. Even though he had not been accumulating Qi energy to strengthen his spirit, he was able to control the massive power of the spirit within him through the Concentration Technique. 
One perk that came with having a strong spirit would be his perfect memory. With his newfound eidetic memory, he could commit hundreds and thousands of words to memory and recall them with ease.
He could even recall daily occurrences in his mind down to the most minute detail.
Even though he was still frail, but the impressive level of control he had over his body was in a league of its own.
He remembered from a book he once read, the protagonist raised a point – 'The human body is the best machine that there is'.
With his incredibly strong spirit, Shen Lian's body could execute his every command in perfection.
In spite of his frailty, he could utilize every ounce of energy that he could muster without wastage. 
If he were to concentrate, he could feel the blood flowing through his body; with the intensity of a river, his blood whooshed through his blood vessels.
He could then protect himself from harm. On top of that, with his knowledge on human anatomy, he might be able to react instantly with precision and to take out enemies in just one hit; just like one of the martial art experts in Gulong's novels.
Though, he would not be able to pit himself against a hundred men due to his physical limitations.
In comparison with the martial art experts, there was still much room for improvement for his destructive force. If his enemies were to be an expert in the Protectionary Art of Golden Shield and Iron Cloth, it would be really embarrassing if Shen Lian could not find their Achilles' heel.
His predicament was similar to that of a child who ran into a sumo expert; he would have no choice but to escape.
Although Shen Lian refused to go back right away with Steward Wu, he did intend to keep his promise and to go back in a couple of days. He had to make prior preparations in order to protect himself.
Picking up the martial exercises book, Shen Lian set it on fire with the flame of the oil lamp. The brightness of the flame lit up the whole room, and eventually, what remained of the book fell onto the floor and crumbled into a pile of ashes. 
Shen Lian squatted down to examine the ashes closely. Indeed, nothing was left of the book.
Considering how powerful the martial exercises were, it was no wonder that the author, Shen Lian's biological father had recorded it with quality paper.
Perhaps in relation to the actual Celestialism, the book ;The Mastery of Senses' would merely be considered as an entry-level work.
To check if there was any hidden content in the book, Shen Lian exhausted all known means, including those that he came across from novels. This led him to conclude that besides the part on the nourishment of spirit, there was nothing else in the book.
In spite of this, Shen Lian did not feel dejected at all. If anything, he considered himself lucky. Out of everyone who transcended space and time and ending up as an animal or a woman, he remained a man – a lucky occurrence that he was grateful for.
As for why did he burn the secret text of martial exercises away, it was simply because he was confident of his memory. Beside his biological connection with the Shen family, there was truly nothing that was holding him back in this world.
Unlike the antagonists in most novels, he did not have the habit of carrying around the secret text just to be discovered by others.
Anyhow, it would not be beneficial for others to know of one's method of cultivation – exactly why he decided to burn the book down to ashes.
He would not think of keeping the book as some form of memento. What if he was not scripted to be a protagonist but was meant to be an antagonist, he would not want the protagonist to have a spirit as strong as his.
Being beaten by the protagonist? Not his fetish.
Even though the book was left behind by the father of this body - the body that he was trapped in, he was not about to keep the book for the sake of finding his father in the future.


What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

While Ren is planning what to do in the barren lands, he remembered the all-purpose hoe he received from the God. So he tried to search for it and found it lying under his bed.

When he grabbed the hoe, a panel appeared in front of him.

[Welcome to the interdimensional market.]

Those words greeted him and he is shocked because he saw a floating panel in front of him.

"D-do you see this?" Asked the shocked Ren.

"Yeah I could see it." Yoruichi said.

[Would you like a beginner's crash course of the market?] The panel asked.

"Yes." He said and a voice spoke through the head of the two.
 
It told them the basics of the trading system. You could put up items for sale or auction. You could buy items in the panel as well, there are also designated sub-panels if you want specific items. 

There are also trade panel where you can trade item for an item. There is even chat box where you can speak with the owner of the item through telepathy. 

The market also doesn't allow scamming because doing so will cost your life and the items you are trying to sell and the item you scammed will be given to the opposite party. (It is like the trading house of Dragon Nest but with trade boxes and chat boxes.)

[What would your community name would be?] It said and another blank panel appeared.

After thinking for a while, he just puts in his name.


[Invalid the name's already taken]

"Err. What do you think I should put in?" Ren asked Yoruichi.

"How should I know? Just put whatever you want." He said.

"Hmmm. Ren101? Uhhh invalid.... Ren001... invalid again... Ren123456... Invalid as well? FarmerRen. Oh. It got accepted." Ren heaved a sigh of relief after the community name got accepted.

After his community name got accepted, he then stared at the massive panel in front of him and there's a blinking notification in the corner of the panel as he clicked on it.

[You have a trade offer. (Accept) (Decline)] 

"Oh, someone sent me a trade offer. Accept."

A panel opened up with two windows. One of then is his and the other one, when Ren looked at who wants to trade to him, it was the overseer.

"You have finally joined the community." The overseer said.

"Its you again. Did you do something to me again? My head's a mess and I can't remember a single damn thing!" Ren sent his thoughts to the overseer.

"It was an accident. I didn't do anything at all." The overseer said.

"Anyway, since you have finally made it to the market, I'm giving this to you. I didn't give it to you earlier because you don't have any storage bags or rings at that time." The overseer said and a book appeared in the overseers trade window. When he put his fingers on that book, another panel appeared as it showed what book it is.

"Farming101? You're a God, right? Why don't you just transfer the knowledge to me?" Ren asked.

"Why should I? I don't gain anything with that trade. You get this book from me for free because it is inappropriate to send you with a book. If you want more you have to give me something of equal value. Its should be a basic rule especially for an alchemist like you." He said.

"Fine. I have already clicked accept. Lock it from your side." Ren said and didn't say anymore because he doesn't know the price of trading with the overseer and he doesn't know the prices of the goods up for sale as well.

The overseer locked and accepted the trade and a panel appeared saying that the trade was successful and before the overseer disconnected, Ren asked him since he knows a lot more than him plus his memory is basically gone because of another accident.

"If I ask a question is there a payment?" Ren asked.

"Of course. A question is 100 points each." He said and Ren disconnected from the overseer.

Ren then claimed the traded item and a book appeared in front of him and he grabbed it. He doesn't want to focus on getting seeds right now because basically, he's a beginner in terms of growing crops.

"Is that the book, that guy gave you?" Yoruichi asked.

"Yep. Looks like I have to read this from now on to at least have some basic knowledge on farming." Ren said as he opened the book.

What he saw inside is a table of content. The book was split into three sections, basics of farming, what you need to know about the land, and lastly, crops.

Ren didn't think twice and immediately flipped through until he reached the second section, about the land. He tried reading it from the start.

"Land pollution refers to all forms of pollution affecting any type of soil: agricultural, forestry, urban, etc. Soil pollution is a disruptive element for many biological resources and ecosystem..." Ren read through the book and finally found his answer.

"To cure land poisoning, you must extract the poison or chemicals from the ground. There are two ways to solve land poisoning, the long way, and the short way. The long way consists of taking a land sample and studying it and trying to find out something that would counteract the poison within the land. Or you could use the short way, just pour a drop of sap of rejuvenation into the land to purify it to the roots." Although Ren had found his answers, he still continued reading it for hours. 

Yoruichi just lied down on his bed, not seemingly bothered about Ren who keeps on reading as he lit a lamp and continued reading the book.

After reading for hours, he felt tired. He didn't feel hungry because he's eating the fruits they gave him while reading.

Ren finally decided to call it a night as he blew on the flickering light of the lamp and laid down as he closed his eyes to sleep.

Meanwhile, after confirming that Ren has slept, Yoruichi on the other hand transformed into a slender and well-endowed woman of average height. She has dark skin, golden irises, and black hair. She took one spare clothes of Ren from the table and their size exactly fit each other. 

She then continued jumping all around mount Myoboku. Yoruichi is currently mapping the entire area out. There are three points of interest for Yoruichi at the moment. A cave entrance, Toad Town, and the elder's house. But Yoruichi's curiosity led her to enter the cave entrance.

She cautiously entered the are and so far she didn't see or feel anything dangerous at the moment. When she reached the end of the cave, she saw a huge toad sitting in a high chair with waterfall in his back.

"What can I do for you little cat?" Asked the Great toad sage.

"Looks like you really can see the future." Said Yoruichi.

"Indeed. Although what I can see is only bits and pieces of it." He said.

"Tell me about this world. What are these things I perceive floating in the air?" Yoruichi asked for information.

"You are indeed not from these world. I don't think you're from Kaguya's clan. The boy isn't either." The great toad sage said in amusement.

The great toad sage then obliged as he told Yoruichi about chakra and shinobis but he didn't tell about chakra's origins and the nature chakra. 

He could tell that Yoruichi is perceiving nature chakra but he didn't tell her because simply absorbing them without any form of training could be deadly to anyone.

"Telling all this information, what's in it for you?" Yoruichi asked.

"The boy that's been with you might bring destruction or save this land from impending doom. I wish for you to guide him through the latter." He said. When he tried to see Ren's future, he saw two dreams, the first one is Ren sitting cross legged on the chakra fruit tree and is waiting for it to ripen while the second dream is blurry he can't see much the only thing he saw is Ren emitting light under such dark sky.

Hearing the great toad sage, Yoruichi can't stop laughing as she laughed hearing the Great Toad Sage's request.

"Ahhh, sorry. Its just that I find it funny. You think a mere prediction of the future can depict the path Ren will walk into? He will walk his own path with or without anyone's guidance. He might be naive at first glance because he lost majority of his memories but his instincts guides him on what he wants to do and what he doesn't." Yoruichi said as she went out of the cave and return to Ren's house.
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Somewhere in a dark place.

"So who are you, old man and what can I do for you?" Ren asked the floating old man in front of him.

"Fret not, child. My name is Hagoromo, the founder of ninshu." The old man said as he introduced himself.

"You said you want to be immortal? I can help you with that. I have the elixir of life processed from the sap of Tree of Life." 

"Oh, you also want me to provide some corpse? I can help you with that. You see that tree over there? My killer tree over there has managed to kill so many thieves who were aiming for my garden."

"You want me to provide you with meat for your village? Sure, I've got tons of magic beasts being guarded by my pet."

"Oh, you want to kill me to take everything I have? I have a seed that can take all the nutrients of the land in your village leaving it barren."

"My background? I'm just a farmer. Farming in this land. Don't mind me. Look, i'm just planting seeds over here."

A man transported to another world after dying from bad luck. Instead of showing who's fist is bigger or who's d*ck is longer, he decided to not meddle on everything and built a farm for himself.

Sarah stood silently in her room, the lamp flickering as the oil within was gradually used up. Normally she would go to replace the oil but… what was the point now? Soon she would leave Ardglass, the temple, and who knows how long it would be until she could return?
In this world it wasn't uncommon for people to disappear their whole lives. The world was extremely large, even if they didn't die – how could they guarantee they wouldn't get stuck in another part of the continent? 
This problem was doubled for those with long lives like Rae. In a tenth of her lifespan, any human friends she makes would most likely be long dead by the time she came around again.
Certain classes humans could study would allow them to extend their lives, but that really only prolonged the issue.
Really what she was worried about… was whether or not Jakobson would still be alive by the time she returned.
Sarah choked back the anxiety she felt and took a deep breath. There was nothing to do about it now. That was a problem for future her.
Suddenly there was a small knock at the door. Sarah looked over startled, who? It didn't sound like the knocking of an adult…
When she opened the door an extremely short figure rushed into the room wrapping their tiny arms around her. Sarah tensed for a moment but immediately relaxed, her hand came down patting the smaller figures head.
"It's okay Yisa. It's okay." Wrapped around her legs was a small girl Sarah had known for most of her life. This young girl was the spoiled-sweet acolyte in training, Yisanet. Sarah could see tears in the bloodshot eyes of the tiny being. Her tiny body shivered with grief the way only children could.

Sarah knelt down and easily lifted the small girl into her arms.
"It's okay. I will be back eventually…" Sarah said, however she couldn't help but feel that her promise was hollow.
Yisanet looked at Sarah in the eyes. Sarah felt guilty, even though Yisanet was so young, she felt as though she had been looked right through. A gentle smile formed on Sarah's face.
"Are you still you? After…. What Feylin said…" Her small voice quivered slightly, but she did her best to put up a strong front. Sarah nodded, realizing that Yisa had witnessed everything that occurred outside. She sighed, unsure of what to say.
Eventually Sarah reached up and began to fiddle with her own hair. She pulled out a silver hairclip she had received from one of the senior clerics after coming to the temple, and delicately adjusted Yisa's hair.
"I'm still me Yisa." Sarah slowly stroked the young girls' brown hair, brushing it out of her face and slipping the hairclip above her ear. "Take this, and consider it a promise. We will meet again. It will just take some time."
"How long?" Yisa's voice clearly expressed her own distrust.
"I don't know." Sarah shook her head. She watched the young girls hand feel the silver clip which now held back her hair off her forehead.
Yisanet had grown up within the temple much the same way Feylin had. She looked up to Jakobson like a father, she looked up to Feylin like an older brother, and Sarah like a sister.
Now… they would be leaving. And not just for a little bit like before… but for a long time.
Yisanet thought she would come to terms with it by the time they returned from their journey to the edge, but she had never been so wrong.
The two spoke for a while longer in the soft lit room. Sarah continued to hold the young red-eyed girl. It was all she could do.
…
Noone watched this from his room as he collected what few personal items he owned. Everything else would already be stored within the cart.
As the time ticked away, Noone sat down and began absorbing what energy he could in the small amount of time left.
His body processed the threads of energy which floated around him, but his mind thought about other things.
"I was able to overwhelm Sally's energy completely. Although I did use a bit of trickery…" Noone thought. "And she wasn't being a hundred percent serious either." Various feelings crossed his mind as he analyzed what occurred out in the courtyard. He had come to realize the gist of what occurred, and it left a bad taste in his mouth for Sally. She was too closed minded, he thought.
"If she was able to fully utilize the blessings of her gods, there was no way I should have been able to overwhelm her." He thought quietly about the energy he felt. It was clear that clerics' and paladin's auras were an extension of their gods. Noone figured this must have been helped by the fact they were within their temple, a place already overflowing with life god's blessings.
"Ultimately... even the strength of their auras is merely an extension of what their gods allot to them." In the end, none of this mattered to Noone. Nothing mattered compared to the experience he received
He was able to feel out the auras of almost everyone in the party.
From the outside it seemed that Noone was stepping up to Sarah's defense. This raised many questions within the party's mind. No one except Jakobson knew that Noone had been there to help Sarah advance into a paladin.
No one was as surprised as Sarah though. She felt that she had some understanding of Noone's personality from their interaction up to this point. He didn't seem like the type to be so aggressive for someone else's defense. Not only did Noone protect her, but actively fought back as well.
Noone smiled. This was the impression he wanted to give.
...
An hour passed quickly, and the party began to trickle back into the courtyard. Tobias and Sally stood there, any tense air between the two had evaporated by the end of the hour. Anyone who wasn't aware of what had happened before would not have been able to sense anything between the two now.
Noone and Raelith walked into the courtyard together, having run into each other in the hall. Noone was unsure whether or not to laugh at how casual she was despite the altercation between her partner and Sarah. Noone was always pleasantly surprised at how casual Rae could be. She always kept her cards very close to her heart, hidden behind a meaningless smile. In many ways Noone respected her for this, he hoped that her ability would rub off on him.
"You are quite strong Noone. But you really shouldn't have been so aggressive." Raelith's flowery voice drifted only to his ears. Noone merely chuckled, looking her in the eyes to see how serious she was. Eventually he sighed.
"Perhaps. But what's done is done." He shrugged awkwardly. He glanced towards the cart, and Sally. "Sometimes certain outcomes are unavoidable. It is only a matter of when." A playful smile was on his lips. Raelith nodded but said nothing.
In truth Raelith wasn't very happy with Sally's behavior. However, Raelith and Sally had never been friends back in the Burian. They were very different people. Raelith knew that she would have to hold her tongue to work with her.
She was old enough that small scuffles like this weren't even worth noticing anymore. She saw it as the minor drama of the human emotion. This was why she was able to remain so aloft.
"By the way, I like your clothes." Raelith gave Noone a knowing smile. He couldn't help but grin back.
"Thank you. These are with the style of my home. I picked them up earlier from Mr. Rynt."
Sarah walked into the courtyard with the young teary-eyed girl following along closely. Yisanet wanted to be there to the very last moment.
Sarah and Sally made eye contact for a moment but neither said anything.
Jakobson stood off to the side and Sarah quietly approached him.
"Jakobson, I was wondering if I could take this book with me." Sarah handed over a book which had been resting in her room ever since before she left for their trip to the edge of the world. If Feylin had been there to see it, he would recognize the small book as the guide Sarah and he had initially used to look up what the Burian was a year ago.
Jakobson looked down at the leather-bound cover and flipped through the book silently. For some reason he had no recollection of a book like this within their library.
The writing was incredibly small and immaculate. Inside there was an immense amount of information about the various geography's and political affiliations of the common world. There was something about everything - from the Northern Tip to the Southern Ocean - and even some information about the eastern continent. Jakobson's eyebrows rose as he continued to flip through it.
"Amazing." He thought. "I don't know how this ended up in our library but there's some serious work put into this." Jakobson closed the book and then opened the front cover. After scanning the page he found an incredibly small signature in the bottom corner of the page. "Eephie? Never heard of them."
He quietly handed the book back to Sarah and gave her a single nod. This was the least he could do, and it would serve her much better than him now. 
She was quick to put it safely into her pack. She had realized since the first moment she found the book how valuable it was. Sarah had been extremely unsure if he would let her hold onto it, however she didn't want to steal it from the temple either.
Finally, Feylin walked into the courtyard. He looked much better than he did before, but there was a tenseness to his movements. He made eye contact with Sarah and did his best to give her a reassuring smile, however it came off slightly stiff.
Tobias watched the courtyard like a hawk, not missing a single action. He frowned but knew there was nothing he could do about it right now. He glanced at Sally. After talking with her he trusted that she wouldn't cause any more trouble, however he still had to deal with the tension she already created.
Ultimately it didn't matter what Sarah chose to do, as long as it did not affect their ability to work as a unit and no one tried to disrupt the hierarchy.
Tobias's opinion of Sarah had not changed, and after thinking about Jakobson's choice, he couldn't help but feel that it may have been the right one. Even Tobias had not always been a part of the Order of Life.
Sally summoned a horse and silently attached it to the cart. Conversation began to die down and everyone knew that soon they would be leaving.
Feylin and Sarah couldn't help but look around at the temple courtyard, trying to burn the image of it into their minds.
Like a family being forced apart, they gave Jakobson their last goodbye's. Jakobson, in a moment of weakness, hugged both of them.
"You both need to take care of each other. No. Matter. What. When you manage to come back, I want you to be just as close as you were when you left." He whispered into both of their ears.
They looked at each other. Eventually they nodded. Jakobson had basically raised them both, what else could they do? A smile broke through the tenseness in their bodies. When Jakobson saw this, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Alright," Tobias's voice brought them back into the moment. "It's time to go. We have a month's journey to the next town, so it won't be so bad from here on out."
Everyone nodded, stepping to their place around the cart.
The temple watched on silently as the party of six left through the front gates.
The sun was halfway between the peak of the sky and the horizon, they had three or four hours of daylight left.

What happens to a world of Magic and Dragons when a cultivator bursts into their universe? What about when a cultivator is raised right under their noses?

How do Wizards and High Elves, Dungeons and Dwarves, fare against an unknowing cultivator and the Laws of the Universe?

Epochs ago an Immortal left his inheritance behind on a dying plane of existence. 

Now, at the edge of what was once desolate world, the immortals inheritance is about to make himself known. And his name is Noone.

An original cultivator of his world, unguided, and unrestrained.

Noone is the powerless child of a civilazation locked away at the edge of the world. When tragedy occurs, and his world is turned around, he inherits the Will of The Ancestor. An ancient legendary being who protected the conclave of Tapestry, until the desolate world above would become re-inhabitable.

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IMPORTANT: This is a long-form narrative. If you don't enjoy slower-paced world building then this isnt the novel for you.

NOT: a systems/reincarnation story

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Chapter 28

The Ball

Lily's POV

Harry and Ron were still dateless. I'd seen who asked Hermione. We were all sitting in the great hall for a study hall.

"This is mad. At this rate we'll be the only one's without dates."

"Ron don't talk." I hissed.

He chuckled and then my dad slapped him over the head. I'd tried to tell him.

"Well us and Neville." Ron said.

"Yeah but he can take himself." Harry said.

I smirked.

"It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone." Hermione said.

"Oh, now I'm really depressed. Hey Lily, would you go with me?"

"She's going with Malfoy." Hermione said.

I nodded. A piece of paper hit Ron on the head. He opened it and then looked at his brother.

"Who're you taking?"

Fred looked around and then threw the paper at Angelina.

"Angelina! Do you want to go to the ball with me?"

She smiled and nodded. Fred winked at Ron and I kept myself from laughing. My father was coming back towards us. I was done trying to warn him. Harry wasn't.

"Hermione, you're a girl."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Oh, well spotted."

"Come with one of us?"

Dad hit Ron over the head and then he hit Harry. I shook my head again.

"Come on, it's one thing for a bloke to show up alone, but for a girl it's just sad."

My eyes slowly widened.

"I won't be going alone because believe it or not someone's asked me!" she hissed.

She stood up and handed her book to my dad. When she came back she glared at Ron.

"And I said yes!"

She took her books and left without another word. I shook my head and went back to my book. The boys kept talking I saw my dad come back. I smirked and he set down his book. He pulled his sleeves back a bit and then slammed his hands on the back of their heads. I smiled and handed him my finished work as he passed. He nodded in approval. Before I left, I smacked the boys over the head.

Harry's POV

I knew Ron deserved the hit, but not me. When we were done I went to the owlery. I bumped into Cho and I knew it was my chance!

Draco's POV

I was present when Weasley 'asked' Fleur Delacour to the ball. It was highly amusing. The ball was tomorrow evening and I couldn't remember being so nervous. Mainly because my girlfriend was so beautiful. And also because her father would kill me if I messed up. Blaise found me when I was getting ready.

"You know you're going with the prettiest girl in the castle, right?"

"Yeah."

"And the girl with the scariest and probably deadliest father."

"Yeah, thanks for that."

He laughed and I scowled at him.

Lily's POV

My dress was a brilliant emerald green. It spread out around me and hugged my body almost like a mermaid. It was strapless and I took a deep breath. I barely recognized myself. I had on a silver crystal choker with a green stone at the base of my throat. I wore teardrop earrings and my hair was braided on the sides, whereas the rest hung down. I'd put silver flower clip into my hair to hold the two braids together in the back. I nodded in approval before leaving the common room. I was one of the last to come out. My father found me on the way to the Great Hall. His eyes were wide. I smiled and looked down at myself.

"Is that my daughter?"

"I think I look pretty good."

"Lily… you look beautiful. It seems only yesterday you were rolling around on the floor in the living room laughing at the birds I made. Now look at you. Fourteen years later. You'll never know how proud I am of you."

I smiled at him.

"Lily, there you are! I-"

Draco stopped when he saw me. His eyes were practically popping out of his head.

"Beautiful…" he managed.

I laughed a bit and dad rolled his eyes.

"I know I'm understood when I tell you that if you disrespect or mistreat Lily in any way tonight, you will never be allowed to speak to her again. Among other things."

I sighed but smiled a bit. Overprotective.

"Of course, sir." Draco said.

"Good."

Dad turned to me and smiled a bit.

"Have fun tonight."

I hugged him before leaving with Draco.

"Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?"

I smiled and took his hand.

"Only because I have you."

He chuckled and squeezed my hand.

"Whose Potter taking?"

"He asked Cho, but I guess someone already asked her. He's taking Pavarti and Ron is taking Padama."

"I heard Weasley's robes are ancient."

"Hey, be nice."

He rolled his eyes and I smirked. He stopped before we got to the great hall. I gave him a confused look and he conjured a rose. I smiled and laughed lightly.

"For you, my lady."

"Why thank you, good sir."

He fixed it onto my hair and kissed my cheek.

"Shall we?"

He offered me his arm and I took it. When I saw who asked Cho, I scowled.

"Damn pretty boys." I grumbled.

"What?"

"No, nothing."

We walked in and I smiled at Ron. He smiled at me but glared at Draco. I sighed and shook my head. When the champions came in I smiled. Hermione was with Viktor Krum.

"Is that Hermione Granger? With Viktor Krum?"

I looked at Padama and Ron.

"No. No absolutely not." Ron said.

"She looks… pretty." Draco said.

I smiled and held onto his arm.

"Yes she does."

"But she'll never be you. Blaise told me I was taking the prettiest girl in the castle. Then he told me I was taking the girl with the scariest and deadliest dad."

I laughed and we moved so we could see the champions dance. Harry was a little awkward but he did well. McGonagall was dancing with Dumbledore. After a while, everyone was off the floor. A song started to play and Draco stood up. He smiled and held out his hand. I took it and he pulled me out onto the floor. He put his arm around my waist and held me close. I smiled and took his other hand. He gracefully glided around the room with me. My dad was smiling at me. People were talking about us. Some of them good, some of them not so much. Most of the bad was coming from jealous Slytherin girls. Pansy's face was priceless! Draco lifted me up and swung me around before setting me back down. At the end of the song, he swung me out before taking me back and dipping me towards the floor. The entire hall clapped and I kissed Draco's cheek. He put his hand on my back and led me back to the table.

"Have you been practicing?" I asked.

He took my hand.

"I'll never tell."

I laughed and shook my head.

Draco's POV

About an hour later, Lily and I took a walk. I took my robes and put them over her shoulders so she wouldn't get cold.

"Thanks."

I smiled and we walked around the courtyard talking.

"Hey, look."

One of the carriages was rocking. I slowly smiled in amusement.

"Oh! Here comes dad." She said.

"This will be fun to watch."

Snape came running and threw open the carriage door.

"That's ten points from Hufflepuff and from Ravenclaw."

Lily giggled and Snape kept going. It was fun to see who he caught. Lily and I were trying our best not to laugh.

"I see you two."

We froze and then Lily walked out.

"Sorry daddy. It's really funny watching you bust people."

He smirked.

"Count yourself lucky I'm not busting you."

"I would never think of doing anything like that with your daughter, sir."

His eyes narrowed a bit.

"Good. Lily you were exquisite this night. Your mother would be very proud."

Lily smiled and hugged her father.

"Thank you, daddy. That means a lot to me."

He hugged her with a small smile.

"And you, Mr. Malfoy."

I looked at him.

"Thank you for treating my daughter like a lady."

Lily smiled at me.

"Of course, sir."

"Run along now. I still have things to do here."

He suddenly took off running and busted yet another couple. Lily and I laughed before I led her back inside.

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