"They have stories of their own, and it's time to make ours!"

Nelly Dale is an 11 year old girl moving into a small village with her family, hoping for this to be the home she longs to be in for most of her life.

Bringing her past memories with her, she gets ready to make many more the moment she steps into her new home. She gets ready for all the new adventures she would experience, with her soon lifelong friends.

The life of a young man was reincarnated to a youngling of his generation.

The life of a young man was reincarnated to a youngling of 21st generation.

this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

The three strangers, now grouped, found themselves in a house with 3 doors , 3 bookshelves, and 3 desks. A door to the north, east, and south. A book shelf on the right side of the door, and a desk on the left hand side. The doors were simple and wooden, basic, like the desks and the shelves. The only difference being the separate names on each. Only one window sat at the west wall, with a small t.v. and a huge couch.

"A door for each person, it appears." Clio stated taking large strides towards the door with his name.
"Don't act smart because of something so obvious.." Aiko followed Clio's lead and went to her own door on the southern wall.
Baethor just stared at the backs of the two, Clio walking towards the north, Aiko towards the south. They obviously had their own agendas and Baethor felt the insecurity of his own weakness laying on him. His team mates were more decisive, vocal, and secure, even if they argued.
'I might as well read, and try my best to not become dead weight.'
His attention had been locked on the bookshelf since his arrival. It was the first thing he noticed. His habits from his living life coming to life. Even as a child he would be pulled to the allure of books.
'Every story is a life, and every life has a lesson.' Was his own personal justification for reading so much. Even if the story was completely based in fantasy, he would find some way to learn from it. A lesson learned was never a waste of time.
"Let's see, Let's see...." He rose his finger  towards the incredibly plain looking hardback books. Reading the titles softly to himself.
'The Humor of Gods... Beasts and Bounties... Intellect of Angels...' None of the titles really spoke to him, however there were more than 100 books on this shelf. The shelves of the other two had less books, for sure.
'The Gods know I'm stupid and decided I needed this apparently.' 

He grabbed a random book off the shelf, sat at the desk, and immediately immersed himself. He opened the first page and read the words "The Mana Omnibus" and chuckled to himself. 
'My luck seems pretty good' he thought taking it as a very small victory, assuaging his anxiety.
Inside of the North Room, Clio stood aghast with happiness at the beautiful assortment of painting colors and tools. A small make-up desk to the left of it, and his bed was the most beautiful and pristine he had ever seen. Everything was tranquil, and elegant. Truly heaven is for the blessed. 
The South Room was filled with heavy metal and double-bass speakers. Aiko had wasted no time when she entered the room. She pressed play on huge stereo system with surround sound. She spun on her heels as her favorite song played out loud. Everything she did in this room came with confidence, as if she had been in this room many times before.
The training of all three different. Four days drifted by in a flash with no interaction from oen another. 
Baethor had a pile of books strewn around the floor by the desk. Each stack of books peaked higher than the desk. "Such a great read..." Baethor stopped on his last book on the shelf. He closed the book and re-read the title 'Pandoras''. 
The book itself was boring. Definitely more of a catalog than an actual book. A "Pandora" is a treasure that one leaves in Heaven for themselves when they return from life. Many people left things as small as a sword, a pendant, or things as large as a huge filled with endless amounts of treasure. Often times people would find these Pandora's and raid them, other times the security and counter-measures left behind were so impossible no one could even access them. 
It was such a good read Baethor couldn't help but mumble to himself. Something he has always done when reading since he was a child. It helped stave off the loneliness as well as process all of his ideas and curiosities.
He learned that when he didn't need to sleep, eat, or rely on anything external it was very easy for himself to get lost in his passions. If he learned this much only the course of four days then imagine what the beings of heaven know living here for thousands or even millions of years.. 

Standing up and getting a good stretch in, his lazy eyes gazed upon Clio's bookshelf. There were considerably less books, and the shelf itself seemed smaller than his own. 
'Are all the books different on each shelf?' This question took root in his heart. It had been days sense he had seem either of his team mates. The only way to tell time was the window at the west wall, and the light or dark light that would hit his back as he read. 'Whatever.. It'll be alright.' 
The books were different. Where his books were all about the uses of Mana, History, Geography, and types of life, Clio's were all books filled with pictures of art, and others were philosophy. 
"What does this even mean? Is it based on interests or who we are as people?"
He walked towards the South Bookshelf and looked at the books on Aiko's shelf. 
'I should've figured.. She seems like the type..' The entire bookshelf is filled with books about Body-Building, Martial Arts, and Kinesiology. Aside from those were a plethora of self-improvement books. 
'This is actually beneficial, Kinesiology is all about the motion of the human body... This would be amazing for me and trying to develop my running abilities before the match. He picked up the first book off the shelf "A Multiverse of Kinesiology" and lost track of time. Mumbling to himself to break the silence.
The light coming through the west-wall window, came and left twice in the room. The pile of books growing ever higher as Baethor sat on the floor and studied. He didn't just limit himself either. After the Kinesiology book, he switched over to "Heavenly Motion in Martial Arts" and drifted down that topic. If his mind was a boat, these books were a river which he rode without tire.
Every sentence brought him a little bit closer to not becoming dead-weight. If he had the time he would have probably went to Clio's shelf and read his books too. However, his peace was quickly interrupted by a cracking of the door. 
"Dead Weight... Were you trying to... Peep.. on me?" 
Baethors felt a shiver rise through his spine as Aiko's voice became calmer. He was legitimately scared and in this situation... 
"Calm down..." A voice of peace come from behind Baethor. He quickly snapped his head towards Clio watching him stride towards the couch and turning on the T.V.."He was just reading your books. Pay attention to the small details, our lives will depend on it starting tomorrow."
'Clio.. Even though you're so beautiful it makes me uncomfortable... You're the best savior I could ever wish for!' Baethor sighed internally, finding relief which came too early.
"They're not your books!" She yelled at Baethor. "You're sitting in front of my door, reading my books, are you obsessed with me or something?"
"No one would be obsessed with someone with such a poor attitude and a poor bust.. Your children will surely starve if they rely on you."
 Baethor just opened his mouth in shock and stared into Aiko's eyes. A fire of hatred burning behind her pupils. With a release and tighten of her clenched fists, her knuckles cracked loudly then there was nothing...
Silence.
'Oh fuck.... I thought I was thinking...' Baethor's bad habit came out at the worst time.

In Life, Death is the only certainty.
What's after Death, is just the beginning.

Baethor, A man in his 20's finds himself in a prison cell after his death. The world he once knew forever trapped away from himself. As he opened his eyes and stared at the prison cell around him, only one thought appeared in his mind.

"Can I please just go back to being dead..."

An hour later, they stopped in front of a bungalow. The man gave him a set of keys, and John entered the building by himself. It was massive, fully furnished with kitchen, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a lounge and a living room. In the very middle of the house, there was a round patch of grass like what the Sect Head had.

Around the grass was what John would call a "man cave", though instead of video games and beer, there were setting-appropriate games like chess and cards.

John sat in the chair that was in the middle of the grass.

'Detecting Life Power, absorbing.'

That surprised John. The system automatically absorbed it. The speed of absorption and the purity were what must primarily be affected by the skill levels then. Realizing that his guide was still present, John stood up and looked at the man, feeling a bit awkward with his presence.

"Ah, would you like a game of chess? At least, let me get you something to eat or drink! You know, as thanks for bringing me here."

The man just shook his head, turned round and left.

'Strange man... I wonder if he's got something wrong with his tongue or throat. Maybe, he can't speak?'

The man disappeared from view and John felt more at ease.

'So, this is my new home for a while... It's nice! Big too. The system automatically absorbs the Life Power, purifying it and storing it for me, so I need things to do while I stay here or else I'll die of boredom.'

John stood up, locked the door as he left the house and went towards the library again. He went to find the Grand Elder in charge of the library.

"Hello, I was just wondering if I'm able to take some books," John found the man easily enough. "Originals or even copies would do. I just need something to read while I'm in my house."

"You can because of your identity," the Grand Elder said slowly. "But should you? You need to concentrate on obtaining more Life Power to reach Life Stage quicker."

John knew this could come up, so he had an excuse ready beforehand. "It's alright! My mind can split to do two things at once. I can read, while the other part of my mind is absorbing Life Power. If you want, you can come and see! Have a game of chess with me or watch me read a book while I'm absorbing it."

John's statement stunned the Grand Elder for a second, but a smile slowly spread across his bearded face. "No wonder you're his disciple. Even though we know what you are, it's still surprising that you can do that. Only people at the peak of Storage Stage should have that natural ability. Looks like that's another handicap everyone else has compared to you." He paused as if to contemplate further. "Fine, take some books, but leave a record of which ones you're taking. Copies only."

"Thank you!" Excitement clearly visible, John went inside the library and took a copy of every book there was. It took him two hours to write all of it down for the record. His hand felt dead afterwards.

Satisfied, he then went to find his master.

"Master," John greeted the Sect Head as he approached the throne. "Can I modify the sect robes? I hate long sleeves and would prefer short sleeves. I did ask those at the Administrative Office, but no one could give me an answer. I don't think they were in a position to answer my question."

Caught off-guard by this odd request, Jamie could only smile. "Sure," he chuckled. "But take it to an Elder who does clothing designs in the northern part of the sect. I'll write down the directions for you."

John thanked him and went to the teleportation rune.

One nauseating trip later, John arrived at the right place. He met the Elder in question and discovered she made clothing as a hobby. After a short and friendly conversation, she removed the long sleeves and made the material come up to his elbows. John thanked her and gave her a Life Stone as payment.

An hour later, he was sitting in the chair at his bungalow, pouring over his books. He read all books on impurity removal first, excluding the six books he read earlier. There were just under two hundred books that mentioned information on removing impurities.

He'd just finished reading the last book when…

''Ding!'
Congratulations on discovering a way to help the system's skills. We have increased the level.'

'Purifier - Idlers 135/135, Impurities - 2/3, Compact - 0/3, Speed - 0/3, Time - 22d 9h 4m 24s'

'Great, only twenty-two days to go until I get the white state!'

He put it at the back of his mind after that. No point in worrying about it now. He continued with his reading.

'Congratulations on discovering a way to help the system's skills. We have increased the level.'

'Absorption Speed - Idlers 0/135, Beginner - 2/3, Advanced - 0/3, Peak - 0/3'

John smiled at the message.

'Congratulations for thinking up a valid add-on skill. We have included the add-on.'

He finished more than two thousand books in two weeks. The message about a valid add-on repeated itself nine times after he completed a particular book, as if all the info was all unlocked at once.

'Welcome to the Idle System 2.9
Name: John
Age: 21
Idlers: 0/135
Life Pool: 25,201.6
Immortality List:
Absorption Speed - Idlers 0/135, Beginner - 2/3, Advanced - 0/3, Peak - 0/3
Purifier - Idlers 135/135, Impurities - 2/3, Compact - 0/3, Speed - 0/3, Time - 8d 18h 54m 35s
Misc List:
Maximum Idlers - Idlers 0/135, +1 Max Idlers - 134/2159
Maximum Workers - Idlers 0/135, +1 Idler Workers - 36/2061
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 1)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 1)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 3)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 5)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 9)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 9)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 9)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 9)
??? - Idlers 0/135, ???, ??? (Unlocks At Life Stage Level 9)'

'So, I've thought up all these skills by reading these books, but I can't use them till I reach Life Stage? Let's see, Life Stage is about creating Life Systems all around the body. Life Systems are like branches in trees that spread out to let the Life Power travel to the surface of the skin. You start with the feet and go upwards. To do this, I need quite a bit in the Life Pool, but I haven't got enough yet.'

'The Life Pool should be going up by two units per minute but it's going up at 0.8 per minute. I'm guessing the other 1.2 that's missing are the impurities that are being filtered out.'

'When I get impurities Level 3, at least half of that remaining Life Pool is going to disappear, and I'll probably be getting around 0.2 per minute.'

With that thought in mind, John took out all the Life Stones that he had collected over his years of roaming. He guessed that he had a few thousand in his possession.

The Life Pool rapidly jumped, and the green glow of a few rocks grew dimmer and dimmer.

At the same time that the system was automatically absorbing Life Power, John focused on forcing it out of his blood system in his feet and towards the surface of his skin. Even with the miniscule bit that left his blood system, it felt like his foot was being dismantled from the inside out.

He gritted his teeth and carried on. He needed to spread the Life Power like a tree branch all over his foot, top and bottom, up to his ankle.

John learnt the Life Stage levels in the books.

1 - Feet up to the ankle.
2 - Ankle to the knee.
3 - Knee to the hip.
4. - Hip to the stomach.
5 - Stomach to the shoulders.
6 - Shoulders to the elbows.
7 - Elbows to the wrist.
8 - Hands.
9 - Neck and finally the head.

At Level 9, he should have branches of Life Power over every inch of his body except for a few places like the eyes. John had wondered why the levels started from the feet and not the head. It was the closest to the source rather than the feet, which were the furthest.

It got answered in one of the books he read, and the answer was for practice.

'If you start with the head and you do not have 100% control and you're not used to the pain while working, you'll die 99% of the time. It takes longer going from the feet up, but there is almost a 0% chance of death doing it this way.'

When the Life Power got close to the surface of his skin, the pain intensified and caused John to scream in pain. He was forced to stop for a split-second, and during that period of rest, the Life Power got pushed back to the halfway point. If this had happened in the head part, the backlash would have killed him.

'The old saying about rowing against the waves is true. Pause for even a second and you drift back to where you came from.'

John controlled his Life Power as best as he could to keep it where it was while he took a few seconds to calm down. He gritted his teeth and tried again.

This time, he screamed out in pain again, but kept full control of the Life Power and kept pushing it towards the surface of his skin. Twenty minutes later, the first bit of Life Power popped out of his foot and into the air, followed by another and another, until all the branches popped out.

'Congratulations on advancing from Starting Stage to Life Stage. We have given you a reward of 1 skill point to place anywhere you choose.'

John was almost in tears. He slumped down on the chair and breathed deeply.

'So, the system screwed me over by taking the skill points away, made me believe there weren't any skill points at all, then gives me the one later on?'

'This is bullshit.'

There's a single ambition no man can reject: Immortality.

For John, death was merely the beginning. Transmigrating into a new world granted him an opportunity to change his view on life.

With power and immortality as new goals, he is willing to pay any price. Unfortunately, there are those willing to take advantage of him and his unfamiliarity with a new world. Shadows behind the curtains, unwilling to reveal themselves, will trick him into doing their bidding.

Now, John faces an entire kingdom on his own. Deceived? Conned? They don't care. His actions carry a sin none of them are willing to forgive.

With the world as an enemy, John will fight to accomplish his goals. His path will be stopped by no one.

Read this novel to enjoy a journey of self-discovery, ambition and revenge. Inspired by classical LitRPG, Xianxia and Fantasy, Idle System is a new take on these genres. If you've enjoyed novels like Ready Player One, Main Character Hides his Strength or Dodge Tank, then you're bound to love this book

The Idle System is available as an ebook. (Professionally edited + new plot twist)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07HNKPKZ3

I will be posting the same amount of chapters on RoyalRoad.com

To me, there are three things everyone should do every day. Number one is laugh. Number two is think -- spend some time in thought. Number three, you should have your emotions move you to tears. If you laugh, think and cry, that's a heck of a day.
Jim Valvano     
This is the quote she really doesn't understand in her previous life, her life is just like a hell, she only feel like crying but she think crying is sign of weakness so after chinu's death she feels too numb that she forgot how to cry, but after getting this life she realized what it means. In her previous life she knows about the law of attraction, but she only understands it like this 
1. Ask
2. Believe
3. You will get the things and during this whole process you must be happy and also feel grateful, she really tried this step in her previous life, she thinks that she acts like this way things will happen, her divorce will not happen, but now thinking about past she realized she never truly like Raman, her mind is not clear about things, even though she acts like she is happy, inside of her heart she knows that she is angry and scared, she is jealous of her sister and envious of other people these all negative emotion are hurting her from inside, the smile she gives others is stiff,  also she wanted to look beautiful, but she never takes firm steps from inside she never feel beautiful, she never work hard for these wish. Now when she gets rebirth and think about previous life as a passerby she can think clearly, as Jim Valvano said she never truly reflect, and never truly laugh the meaning of cry she is taking literally, we sometimes shed tears of happiness also or sometimes some small things touch our heart and we can't help but get emotional.
                Also, she realized that in food there are five taste which as sweet, spicy, sour, salty and bitter and they are necessary for health and also we get boar if we eat them always the same way our feeling are also necessary we can't be happy all the time, if there is no anger no sadness no lust no grief no greed, maybe we are not as successful as today. Every feeling has its own importance, the kindness she shows other is also fake, she really doesn't want to act well with her mother in law, even if she died she doesn't care but she does this so she and chinu can be safe, so all these insecurities make her bitter, her body which is not even healthy have to suffer because of these feeling, she can't vent her anger and other feelings on others, she already died inside her heart lots of the time, chinu's death is the last stroke towards her, she collapses mentally first and then her body respond. In this lifetime she doesn't want to die again in her heart because of these negative feelings, she will not act happy if she is not, she will tell people what bothering her, if she gets angry she will show it, never mind if people call her hysteric, she realized that we can't bond happiness with goals if people get happy when they get their first salary, but when they get their second salary can they feel the same joy. We become happy when we get desired success, but the happiness this success bought is temporary, if we enjoy the process then we can truly become happy. If we want to lose weight, we have to feel happy while exercising and also we have to find out recipes which help both to lose weight and also which are tasty. Remembering this she wanted to write about this she wanted to tell people, just constantly thinking about future, and not enjoying the present give us depression and anxiety, also she wanted to tell people to learn to manage their feeling not suppress them because her previous blog get attention she decided she will talk about topic like mental health, woman safety, sexuality. 
            In her previous life she is coward and shy, she has opinions but she doesn't have the courage to express them, she talks behind the people, now thinking about this she concluded it like she is too useless in her previous life so in this life she really wanted to change things, even single person gets happy from her blog she feels it is her success. Also, she wanted to do everything she desired, life is already short she can't waste it more. After writing her blog she started to make lunch while shooting video, she makes 3 videos daily while cooking lunch breakfast and dinner she also teaches her mother and mauma about camera also chinu help her, in this week Virat is also free so he will help her so workload is lessened, After lunch, she started to read comments in which she read a comment from Aarav Sen, She remember that there is scientist whose name is also Aarav sen in Mg company who is researching on ayurvedic medicine, this company get very famous in future and help lots of people, thinking about this she decided that the books she gets from grandpa's house she will give them to this scientist, she can't read them fully and she can't understand lot's of term. so better it goes to some eligible person, also if her father come and asks for book she have to give them so it is better to give this books to a stranger. So that night, she started to make a photocopy of all these books with the help of chinu and mauma, the books are old so they needed to do it carefully. After getting all photocopy  which she takes for herself and decided to give the books to Mg company 
           the next day she tries to get appointment at the same time Mahendra is discussing about grandpa's health with his brother Arav, Arav is scientist and his interested in Ayurveda to help him in his research, Mahendra build Mb company for him which is subsidiary of his company while talking Aarav's secretary told him that Aditi Deshmukh wanted to meet you, sir, she is asking for appointment" listening Aditi's name Mahindra ask "Why she wanted to meet Aarv?" "sir she have some books about Ayurveda which her grandpa collect she wanted to show it to Aarv sir" "Okay give her appointment," Mahendra says, seeing that his brother not even ask him about his opinion he realized that this woman must be special for his brother so he asked "dada, who is she, are you seeing someone" 
          "Don't think nonsense, she is the woman who saves Mihir and Mishtu if she asks for money for that books agree to her okay? "Mahendra said 
"Okay" Aarav replied
       That afternoon she get appointment with Aarav, after watching the books Aarav get excited, these books are nothing but treasure, he really search everywhere but can't get, now even if his brother doesn't instruct him, he really give whatever price she wants so he asked her how much price she wanted for this books"
             Aditi said "These books are not mine but my grandpa, if you think these books are valuable then please open a hospital in his village and give his name to that hospital where you can treat people freely" After thinking a lot she decided on this, this is the only thing she can do for grandpa, 
       "okay" Aarav said, his opinion on Aditi is improved.
               Outside the building, while listening to their conservation Mahendra is waiting for her, he doesn't know why he said to his brother to record and send their conversation to him, or why he is waiting for her, maybe curiosity he thinks. After some time he sees her coming with his brother while smiling, he feels something nut can't understand, he said to his driver to go towards her seeing her leaving the building he immediately opens the window and calls her, 
             "Mr.Ghosh, what are you doing here," Aditi asked 
          "This is my company I come here for a meeting, are you going home, I am also going on that direction, do you want lift," He asks while his driver thinking they are clearly going to opposite direction why the boss is lying
       "no, I am going to kindergarten to take admission for chinu, there are lots of problems I m facing," Aditi said, she knows if she sits in the car she will definitely talk with him and he again makes fun of her so she is not willing
  " come in the car I can help you, I know the main person their" Listening to this she decided to go with him, but who knows there is someone watching them.

This is the story about self-discovery, self-accepting, and self-improvement. After getting the chance to go back in time, she wanted to live happily and protect her loved ones. With the system, her journey of self-improvement to help the people who are in need starts. But why did she meet this handsome man wherever she goes, is this destiny? 

Disclaimer: English is not my native language. Also, this story has romance, but it is very slow-paced. Also, some chapters are about her past life and her character development. This story is something which I wanted to write for the time being so please give it try. Thank you.

Despite the grandeur in the names of the book, Sirin did not think too much of it. As a high ranking member of an organization that was second to none with regards to magic knowledge, she has an ample understanding regarding the principles of resurrection.
That was even more truth about rune crafting. She was not a runemaster herself, but she knows the requirement for every Rank and the capabilities of runes at Rank 4 and above.
Of course, she did not make a judgment of the books before understanding the knowledge inside them. Zatiel may be a Rank 2 life form, but she knows someone who obtained the citizenship from the Scientia Kingdom could not be measure by normal standards.
Everyone was waiting for Zatiel to explain the book and even the mighty Gabriel was focus on them.
Seen that everyone's attention was on him, Zatiel raised the 'Book of rune crafting' before speaking.
"The book is divided into two parts. The first has everything you need to know about rune crafting, from the most simple parts to the most complicated ones. There is a step by step course in it that will take you from Rank 0 Runemaster all the way to Peak Rank 3 Runemaster as long your energy pool is high enough. Even for the less talented individual that exists, it will only take one hundred and twenty years to complete it." Zatiel voice was calm and it was obvious that he did not consider this section of the book important.
When she hears this, Sirin's eyes showed some interest and focuses on the book in Zatiel's hand.
The Runemaster profession is an extremely hard one to progress. For a book to be able to guide someone from knowing nothing to the Peak Rank 3 without any sort of external teaching or assistance, it means that the one who wrote it has an understanding of the fundamentals of rune crafting way higher than an Origin Runemaster.
Runemasters are very important to any organization. The fact that it will take more than a century for someone with little talent to complete the course wasn't that important since a Rank 3 life form can usually live thousands of years.
"The second part of the book has a series of paths that can be taken to become an Origin Runemaster. Talent for this is essential but the paths are very clear and for someone who manages to become a Rank 3 Runemaster just with his abilities and without external guidance, there is a twenty percent chance of achieving it."
It was only now that some trace of pride could be felt in Zatiel voice and his word surprised everyone in the room.
The percentage of Rank 3 Runemasters that have managed to take the next step and become an Origin Runemaster is inferior to 1% and it was not rare for some of them to become a Rank 4 life form but never advance in rune crafting.
There is no price those individuals will not be willing to pay for a book that offers them a path with a twenty percent chance to take the final step forward.
After hearing the information about the 'The Book of rune crafting', Sirin was waiting to hear what marvels the other book will have.
Zatiel saw that he had managed to captivate the attention of the woman and proceeds to explain the 'Book of resurrection.'
"This book is an encyclopedia containing all the necromancy magic and knowledge about the soul necessary to perform resurrections. The first section contains methods to apply that knowledge that will allow a Rank 4 life form to resurrect someone who had died less than five hundred years ago, who was a Rank 3 life form or inferior and whose soul is intact."
Resurrection may seem impressive to mortal and to some lower Rank life forms, but to everyone in the room, it was something that could be done with magic and power. After all, Totto was someone who could resurrect people.
But still, the were impressed with the book since not even the Lich who was a master necromancer could bring back someone who has died for so long and whose soul spend hundreds of years in The Eternal River of the Afterlife.
Despite their surprise, Zatiel was far from over and continue speaking.
"The second section has hundred of rituals that a Rank 4 life form can perform to bring back to life someone who has died due to old age and give them twenty years of life extra."
If before they though the book was impressive, now they considered it a priceless object.
Trying to resurrect someone who has died due to their life span being over was a hopeless task unless you have reached an incredibly high control over the Law of Life and the Law of Death, but that was virtually impossible for a Rank 4 life form.
This happens due to the laws affecting the soul of the persons who have died due to their life force naturally extinguishing and if they are brought back, even if their souls are put in a young body, they will perish in seconds.
Sirin could imagine the immense monetary value the information in that book could achieve.
Who has not heard about individuals that have reached a great level of power, to only realize that the people they care about have died long ago and they can do nothing to bring them back.
With the rituals in the book, they could bring their parents and lover back and use their current power and resources to transform those twenty years in two hundred or maybe even more.
All sorts of calculations and ways to maximize the profit of those books came out through Sirin's mind but she did not lose sight of what was important.
"To validate those books and put them in the auction, assuring everyone that the information in them is real, we will need to examine them. It is not about trust but protocols that have been in place from when the 'Wisdom Auction House' was created."
Sirin was telling Zatiel, that they will have to test those books before they are put in the auction. That will mean that they will obtain the magic knowledge in them for free.
The Neo-Demon found no problem with her logic, after all, he could not ask her to break rules that have been put in place for thousands of years just for him.
To sell these books, Zatiel needed someone with immense prestige and fame and an impeccable reputation. That was certainly not him.
 He also needed that person to hide the origin of the book and with enough power that no one could use force to make them reveal his name. The information in the books was something that could create immense greed in some people and they will hunt him down without rest if they know they originated from him, a Rank 2 life form.
"Don't worry, I understand how important the rules put by your superior are," Zatiel spoke and waved his hand making both books raise in the air and open for all to see.
To the shock of everyone, the pages in both books were empty, not a single word was seen in the pages.
When Sirin saw this, she frowned and send her consciousness into the books. She was able to detect that something weird with them, but besides the fact that the paper was made with the skin of Rank 3 Magic Creatures, she could not find anything else.
Zatiel did not make her wait and waved his hand making the 'Book of rune crafting' appear in front of her.
"Please touch the book and channel your energy through it."
The Magus look at Zatiel for a moment but follow his instruction and as soon her energy enter the book, the pages in it started to glow with beautiful blue light and an extremely rare form of runes appeared in them.
Sirin has never seen these runes, but she could read them without a problem and there were all sorts of profound and esoteric knowledge in the book.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Zatiel waved his hand and the book came back to him.
When this happened, Sirin's expression filled with confusion and after a moment a look of understanding filled her eyes and she was shocked.
"I can't remember anything about what I just read in the book!."
She was very powerful, and photographic memory was something extremely normal for someone like her to possess. Even if she did not understand what she just read, she could have memorized the words and the order the way were written to latter transcribe them, but she had forgotten everything about them.
"I wrote the information in the books using a special type of rune that was altered with an energy capable of affecting the mind. You will need to maintain contact with the book to access its information and any attempt of making a copy will result in the book's self-destruction."
There was admiration in the eyes of the Magus as she heard Zatiel means. She understands more than well that scarcity creates value.


I Zatiel, Abyssal lord, Ruler of death and destruction, Nightmare of Dys, have AWOKEN!!!!!.

His life has been fill with events that can shake the universe:
-Fighting against Tiamat, Creator of Evil Dragonkind, in the first circle of hell, while billions of demons and devils butcher each other beneath them
-Start a World War against the Heavenly race, and transform himself in a Golden Sun while he slaughters their greatest warriors, the Archangel.
-Enter the Final Space and fight against the Outer Gods.
-Tearing the nine levels of Baator during his battles against the Prince of Evil, Asmodeus.

With his memories as a ruler of the Abyss and a Universal Existence, Zatiel will rise again.


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The times now were unlike the times before Qiao Nan's rebirth where people usually paid with hundred yuan big bills. Looking at the stash of money in her hands, the smallest denomination was only one cent, and even the largest denomination was only one yuan. 
Qiao Nan counted the bills, it actually added up to a little more than ten yuan. 
In the late 80s to early 90s, the value of money was much higher, this ten yuan was worth so much more than one hundred yuan in the 21st century. 
In her previous life, she had used this ten yuan to buy a pair of black leather western style shoes for Qiao Zijin, matched with a dress.
Qiao Zijin wore this outfit that she spent ten yuan on to the new high school.
In this life, she would not spend a single cent on Qiao Zijin anymore! 
Qiao Nan went out with that "large amount of money"; Qiao Zijin could not stop her no matter what she did. 
By the time Ding Jiayi reached home, Qiao Nan had already been away for more than an hour. Ding Jiayi wiped her hands and asked, "Where is Qiao Nan?" 
Qiao Zijin had a look of worry on her face. "Mom, Nan Nan was looking for her secondary one and two textbooks today." 
Ding Jiayi was lost for words. 
"Nan Nan seemed to have guessed that you sold her textbooks. When she left just now, I wanted to stop her but I couldn't. Mom, do you think Nan Nan would go to look for Dad?" 
This was very nerve racking for Qiao Zijin. Qiao Nan used to hate it when Dad and Mom quarreled because of her. But now why would she go to Dad for the most trivial things and cause them to get into an argument? 
"I must have owed her in my previous life, and I had to pay the debts in this life!" Ding Jiayi took off the apron that she just put on and threw it on the floor out of spite. "In order to have her, your Dad and I lost our cradle-to-grave jobs. Your Dad used to be a company commander in the army and was about to be promoted to battalion commander, But all because of her, your Dad has nothing now! She ruined your Dad's career, and now she still wants to ruin your life?!" 
Ding Jiayi really regretted having a second child. 
If she had not had a second child, Old Qiao would definitely be a battalion commander by now, and she would be the wife of a battalion commander. As for her government job, although it was just simple chores, it was leisurely work. 
Though without the second child, their family would not be the eye of envy of others, at least she would be able to hold her head up high in the quad. 
The Qiao couple's future was completely ruined because of the second child. It was not wrong of her to say that she owed her younger daughter in her previous life!
She spent all those years bringing up the younger daughter, yet she was of no help at all. All she could do was to splurge and create troubles, causing a strain to her relationship with Old Qiao. 
What sins had she committed to give birth to such a daughter?! 
Qiao Zijin listened while Ding Jiayi raked up the old stories. It was a surprise that she kept quiet all along. 
Actually deep down inside, Qiao Zijin hated Qiao Nan as much as Ding Jiayi. However, unlike Ding Jiayi, while she hated Qiao Nan for taking away her chance to be the daughter of a battalion commander, she also hated her parents Qiao Dongliang and Ding Jiayi. 
Why did they need a second child? Why did they need a boy? Weren't they happy with her? 
If Qiao Nan had been a boy, her mother would definitely do everything for him, including spending all the money, not to mention losing her cradle-to-grave job. 
When the time came, instead of Qiao Nan, the elder daughter would be the one to bear the wrath of her mother's anger. 
Qiao Zijin knew that there was nothing wrong with the birth of Qiao Nan; the problem lay with the fact that Qiao Nan was a daughter. She was not the son that her parents were willing to sacrifice their cradle-to-grave jobs for. 
Lost in thought, Qiao Zijin dug at a scar on her palm.
She was two years old then and her mother was pregnant. All she wanted was to hug her mother's leg. But her mother pushed her off to a side, for fear that she would knock into her protruding stomach. She fell and hurt her hand then. 
More than ten years had passed, the wound had healed but it left a scar forever. 
Qiao Nan was totally unaware of what happened while she was away from home. She knew little of the complicated feelings that Qiao Zijin had. 
She took the money and went to a thrift shop. 
"Young lady, do you have scrap to sell?" The uncle at the thrift shop wore an old blue cotton hat. His face and hands looked clean and his clothes did not seem to be dirty. 
Qiao Nan shook her head, "Uncle, I am not here to sell things, instead I would like to buy some stuff."
The uncle found it weird, "Why would you come to my place to buy stuff? What do you intend to buy?" 
Qiao Nan took a glance and said, "Uncle, do you have textbooks here, I would like to take a look at secondary three books." 
The uncle blinked a few times but did not probe, "If you don't find it dirty, just go ahead and look for the books you want. We can decide on the price based on whatever you find." 
"Alright, thank you, uncle."
The slight smell and messiness of the thrift shop did not bother Qiao Nan at all, she started to search conscientiously. 
Every year there would be a batch of junior high school graduates. And just like Ding Jiayi, there were quite a lot of people who would sell the textbooks. 
So it only took Qiao Nan a while to find the junior high school textbooks.
Qiao Nan must have been lucky. Not only did she find the textbooks she wanted, the notes were neat and tidy, with detailed solutions to the problems. 
At one glance, Qiao Nan could tell which books belonged to the same owner of the textbooks she found. She took out all the books with the similar handwritings, including some exercise books. 
After some picking and choosing, aside from the main subjects, Qiao Nan also managed to find a few workbooks from the same owner. 
Judging from the paper quality, Qiao Nan surmised that the workbooks were not cheap and seemed to be foreign goods. 
"Oh, you have managed to pick a pile of books?" The uncle walked over and saw the big pile of books stacked nicely besides Qiao Nan. He knew that these must be the books Qiao Nan wanted. 
"Yes." Qiao Nan's face was wet with sweat, she casually wiped it off with the back of her hand, leaving a few streaks of dirt on her fair and pretty small face. 
At the sight of the delicate pretty young lady with a dirty looking face, the uncle laughed, "That's quite a few books, will you be able to carry them back?" 
The uncle's question made Qiao Nan stumped for words. The books she picked were pretty heavy. She could made a few trips to bring them back, but where could she keep them at home? 
If her mother saw the books, she would definitely throw the books away as soon as she bought the books home. 
Furthermore there was no point telling her father. He had to work and could not stay at home everyday. Once he leave for work, her mother would not let her keep the books. 
Qiao Nan had painstakingly found the books she wanted, this was a chance she did not want to miss. What she could do now was to ask the uncle for help. 
"Uncle, I am buying these books. Could you put them aside for me, I will just be away for a short while? If you are worried, I can pay first?" 
The uncle waved his hands, "It's alright, I'll keep the books for you."
Aside from this young lady who came to the thrift shop to buy books, everyone came with the intention to sell things. 
"Thank you, uncle." Qiao Nan smiled gratefully at the uncle and took off at a run. 
Over at Zhai's house, Zhai Hua who just woke up was brushing her teeth with a cup in her hands. She saw a young lady pacing outside the doorway, contemplating to go inside the house or not. 
Zhai Hua spitted out the toothpaste foam and rinsed her mouth. She did not know who exactly this young lady was.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

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