"I'M done. Can you see everything?" Argent asked her sister who was on the other end of the line.
 She was currently at a corner of a narrow alley. She picked that place so no one could see her using her light brain. She just finished putting up the hidden cameras at the northern area of the city. With this, Argent finally had the whole city under surveillance. Well, not really the whole city since she couldn't really set a camera inside the much more important establishments. Like the Apostolic Palace for example. She could but it would be too risky. She didn't want to do something that might ruin her plan. At least not until the day of the festival.
 "Yes, I can see everything clearly," answered her sister's voice.
 Aurum was inside her room at Casa Royale, holding her sPhone in one hand and a rectangular device similar to an sPhone but much bigger, that her brother called a tablet, on the other. According to her brother, this tablet was connected to all the cameras she set up all over the city. Using this, they could monitor the things that's happening in the city while they're here. Maybe if they're lucky they could even find the whereabouts of that elf much faster thru this. 
 While talking, her gaze accidentally flashed to a small, unassuming violet stone attached on the wall atop the bed. Because of her brother's suspicion that Casa Royale had a way to monitor its guests, they swept their rooms as early as the first night and did find a magical tool. It's the stone. It's some kind of tool that could record every sound in the room. That's why they never had a meeting in any of their rooms.
 Really, these people from the Temple were nothing but a bunch of snakes who couldn't even respect the privacy of anyone.
 "You're really okay just staying in your room this day?" Argent asked. 
 Her sister volunteered to stay in her room to watch the tablet connected to the cameras Argent set up. While Clay, to her knowledge, went out to search additional information about the elf if ever in the off chance that they couldn't find him in the auction.
 "Yes, Brother. I'll be fine here," Aurum reassured her brother.
 "Okay, then."
 Argent ended the call. She was glad that Aurum seemed to be back to normal. Looked like her worry was unfounded after all. She walked out of the alley. Although she finished putting up the cameras in this area, she hadn't set up the much more important device involved in her plan. She needed to be much more careful in setting that up. She's not in a hurry though. She just have to make sure that she would be able to set it around the Holy Temple before the Festival of Creation.
 For now, she's relatively free. So, she's going to do one of the things she had planned to do the moment they got here - read the books in the Temple Library. She heard it had the oldest collection of history books in the world. She might be able to find some of the important information she needed there. 
 Argent continued to walk and then stopped in front of a building that looked like a Greek pantheon. A very big pantheon. She walked inside the building and she immediately noticed how much bigger it was inside. It had five floors. There weren't that many people around. Most of them were just young priests, maybe some were even priests-in-training. Everywhere she looked, all she could see were books, books, and more books. She inhaled deeply, smelling the scent of old paper. 
 A small smile crossed her lips. Ever since she came to this world, this had been one of the smell she came to love. Probably because her original world didn't have much physical books to begin with. Long before she was born, almost all the books had been turn into a digital copy. Paper became a rare commodity and having a physical book became some kind of luxury.
 She walked towards the front desk where an old man wearing a priest's robe was sitting. He's probably the chief librarian here. 
 "Good day," she greeted. "Where could I find books about history?"
 The old man looked up at her. "It's rare for a young person like yourself to visit an old place like this," he said with a kind and gentle smile on his face.
 Argent was quite surprised. This was probably the first priest of the Temple she encountered that didn't seem like a scum of the earth. The old man genuinely looked like he's truly kind and gentle. Maybe that's why he's here looking after all these books instead of being a Bishop or an Archbishop.
 "I love reading books," she just said.
 "Then you can read all the books you like here. At least before five in the afternoon that is. Because that's the time the library closes," the priest said with a little bit of teasing tone. "The history books are in the second floor. But I suggest you check the card catalog over there first," he said pointing to a row of cabinets with small shelves. "It would be much easier for you to look for the books that you wanted if you check there first."
 Argent nodded. "Thank you."
 She walked towards the card catalog and searched for the locations of books related to Mythos continent and the war that happened 500 years ago. Because the cards were arranged alphabetically, it wasn't that hard for her to look for the books she wanted. After remembering the locations of the books written on the cards, she climbed the stairs towards the second floor. There were shelves after shelves of books. It took a while before she found the books she wanted. Then she took them to one of the tables so she could immediately read them. 
 She first read the book titled, 'Mythos: A History'. According to the book, Mythos was a continent personally crafted by Gaia. That's why the three races born there were the ones who received most of Gaia's blessings. The dragons with their unimaginable power and bravery, the elves with their beauty and wisdom, and the beastkins with their strength and their desire for victory.
 Before the continent closed off, Mythos was the center of trade in the world. Mainly because they have a lot of resources not available anywhere else and the three races could turn resources into wonderful magical tools. They lived peacefully with humans. Although their population was infinitely smaller, no one could doubt their power. The three races ruled over the world.
 The same things were said in two other books she read. 
 Then she went off and read about the war that happened 500 years ago. In Argent's opinion, most of the things happening to her and her family right now was closely related to the event that happened then. All the three books she found told of one thing. That the war was caused by someone called the Silver Witch.
 She instigated the three races into fighting with humans. She used the weird contraptions she made into seducing the three races to be on her side. Then at the end, with the lead of the Temple, the humans won. They burnt the witch alive and the three races closed off themselves inside the Mythos continent.
 But were all of these true?
 She remembered what the remnant of the dragon king said to her that the reason the war started was because of the obsession of a certain demon. That was so far off from the details she read from these books about the war. Unless the demon was that Silver Witch. Which she doubted.
 There was something about this Silver Witch. Something that the Temple was hiding. She's like a sword hanging over the head of the Temple. Like a time bomb just waiting to explode. If not, then they wouldn't hate Silver Corporation just for the reason that Argent had the same silver hair as that so-called witch. 
 Argent closed off the last book. They said that history was written by the winners. So she couldn't really trust the things written in this book. Especially about that Silver Witch.
 So what exactly was the truth?
 That's the only thing running inside her mind even after she left the library.


She's a known genius of the 31st century. But due to humans' endless greed, she was forced to end her life. The moment she decided to die, she already accepted that it would be the end. But miraculously, she survived and woke up in a completely different world.

A world filled with magic and creatures that she thought only existed from myths and legends. The people there have abilities called 'Gifts'.

There's only one problem tho. She's now inhabiting a different body. And that body belongs to a... young duke?


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"Little Feng! Tonight, Your father, I will teach you about cultivation."

Tian Lang began to explain the little Tian Feng in his hand. "Cultivation is an arduous task. To cultivate, one must have innate talent and potential. To progress further, one must have a strong determination. But that's not enough, you also need to have a path."

Tian Lang's voice was melodious and soothing. It actually felt nice to hear. Somehow it makes one remember it in their heart. This is different from his usual voice.

"A path?" Tian Feng asked in a low voice.

Tian Lang continued, "That's right! A path is a way that a cultivator has chosen to progress. It cannot be changed and It must be true to oneself otherwise it will hinder your future progress." He paused for a moment before continues. 

"Little Feng, you don't have to worry about that for the time being. First, let's see if you can sense atmospheric energy. We call this energy 'Qi' which means vital energy. There's no technique for this. You have to depend on yourself."

"Close your eyes! Feel it!"

Tian Feng is lamenting in his heart. [A path! It's the same as all those novels that I read. It's not that hard to understand. However, just like those novels, my father didn't tell me the specific procedure at all. How am I even starting to sense Qi?]

Noticing that his son expression, Tian Lang seemed a bit helpless. "Little Feng! It's not that I want to make thing hard for you. Alright! I'll tell you about my experiences when I first start to cultivate. It's the most I can do for you. I hope it can help. When I first start to cultivate..."

He went on and on about his experiences while cultivating. Tian Feng was listening attentively but he couldn't make out any useful information at all.

After a long while...

"Alright, that's all. Now, It's your turn to try it out". Although he wanted to teach his son to cultivate quick, there's nothing he can do in this situation. He also noticed that his son doesn't seem to understand anything at all. But he can only hope for the best.

Tian Feng reluctantly sits down in the lotus position with his father's help. 

In fact, this position is not necessary but he was influenced by many martial dramas that he watched in his previous life.

After which, he closed his eyes and tries to feel his body and the surrounding.

After some time has passed...

[Nothing, nothing...I don't sense anything different at all. Where is that energy???] 

Tian Feng was crying inside his heart right now. But he still maintained his calm look on the outside. 

[Could it be that I can't cultivate? Could it be that I have no talent for it? Isn't this where a system supposed to appear?]

It's almost midnight. His father doesn't look too well either. "Little Feng, let's go to bed. We'll try again tomorrow. It's normal to fail at first try."

---

He immediately fell asleep as soon as he got to bed. Even if he has a mind of an adult, his body is still of a baby.

In the morning, his mother comes in to feed him as usual. 

"Mother, are you also a cultivator?"

"Of course! Although I'm not as strong as your father, at least I can extend my life to 100 years."

After answering a few more questions, she left.

He stayed in his room trying to sense the energy but there's nothing. He's become agitated. If he can't cultivate, he'll be bullied by others. No need to think about protecting his friends, he might not be able to protect even himself.

Last night, his father told him that most people would be able to sense Qi on the first try and that some genius can have a breakthrough to the next level in one go.

"Is there something I missed? or perhaps I do it wrong somewhere?"

He kept thinking about this for the whole morning. In the afternoon, when his mother came to find him. She was scared out of her wit because her son now looked so pale and weak. 

She immediately asked him about what happened worriedly. Tian Feng told her everything.

After she learned about the matter, she hugged him and said softly
"Little Feng! Even if you can't cultivate, your mother will still love you. Maybe your body is still too young. When you grow older, you can try it again. Mother believes that you will be able to cultivate and become a great person in the future."

What he doesn't know is, he can't cultivate because he's actually a young man inside a baby body. He already lost his baby talent for leaning thing. His mind already got influenced by the outside world.

In that evening, he has decided to ask his parent if they have any book. He had spent that afternoon thinking about what to do and recalled that knowledge is also one kind of power. 

He used to love studying. He loves books. There's only one problem, he doesn't have a good memory. 

When he was 15 years old, he underwent a heartbreak experience. He was so stressed that it actually affected his brain. He started to become forgetful day after day. But now he was still a baby and his brain hasn't damaged yet. 

[Maybe I still can change fix my memory problem.]

His parent didn't say anything negative. After dinner, his mother brought him some books for kids.

He opened one of the books and started reading. YEAH, he started reading in front of his mother.

Sitting by his bedside, his mother is now staring at him with a shocked face. "You... you know how to read?" 

Earlier, she was about to read them for him. But who could have known that a baby can read by himself?

Hearing his mother question, he was stunned. He was so agitated that he totally forgot that he was a baby and a baby is not supposed to be able to read a book. 

Previously when he talked with his mother, he didn't tell her that he comes from another world yet. It was not that he didn't want to but he didn't know how to start talking about it.

Knowing that his secret can't be kept anymore. He decided to tell her about his other life. Whether she believes him or not doesn't matter anymore. Since he can't even cultivate, he started to expect less and less with this new life. 

The effects of instant gratification haven't worn off yet. One failure is enough to make him depressed.

He's actually a good liar. However, he doesn't like to lie to people closed to him. Lying to them make him feel really bad.

"Actually, I have this memory..." He began to tell her about everything from when he first came into this world and his life on Earth.

"No wonder why you can speak so maturely..." said his mother believed in her child completely.

Not daring to meet his mother's gaze, he lowered his head. 

"Mother, would you believe me?"

His mother patted his head and smile. "Of course! I believe in you. I'm your mother after all. In fact, It's actually easier to believe in this than to believe that a baby can read without learning."

A moment later, she stood up and walked away. "I'll bring some other books." then she left.

Tian Feng was in a daze. He didn't expect his mother to believe him completely. His heart felt warm and guilty. 

[In this life, I'll make my parent happy.] He firmly thought to himself and made a silent decision.

After waiting for a while, his mother came back with a basket of books. It's all necessary knowledge about the world. 

There's history, geography, math, literature... just like school. The smell of the books filled the room. Tian Feng felt invigorated at the sight and smell of the books.

If he didn't love books this much, earlier he wouldn't let down his guard and read in front of his mother.

His mother was taking out those books one by one, allowing him to see the title. One by one, there were 120 books. There are all kinds of book laying on the floor of his room but there's one book that caught his attention.

Ignoring that book, he picked one history book and started reading. After he read for several pages, his mother told him to sleep and not to stay up late. He agreed and went to sleep.

He didn't pick the book that caught his attention first because it's a cultivation book "Steel Body". He can't even walk yet so he decided to take a look later when he can actually cultivate.

10 months later...

Tian Feng has almost finished all the 120 books. The total amount of books had increased to 130. There are two books about the academy and the rest is cultivation books.

As he read a lot of books, he came to know that while the geniuses can simply success at their first try in cultivation. The same can't be said about most of the ordinary people.

He had an idea that if he could somehow get to know more about what is actually cultivation, he might just be able to sense that atmospheric energy. It was hard to sense something you can't even imagine in the first place.

As such, last week, he asked his mother to buy cultivation books.

Today is his 2 years old birthday. Those books have become his birthday present. Last night, his mother already gave him the books but unfortunately, she also told him to sleep and read them later.

Normally, he would be able to read them by the morning inside his room but ever since he can walk some time ago, his mother started bringing him to the restaurant every day so that she can help out with the works there. 

If it was before, she wouldn't bring him there even if he can walk but now that she knows that he's actually a young man inside, she didn't have to worry too much.

His mother already told his father about everything that night and they both believe him without question. They only said, "No matter what, you are our son, be it your previous life or this life."

His father didn't even have the slightest hint of disappointment. It was something that he didn't expect. 

Riding on the motorbike, it didn't take long before they reached the restaurant. It felt great to ride this motorbike with his parents again. He remembers those times from when he was young. 

He would always sit in the front seat until he couldn't sit there anymore. It was his favourite spot because he can see everything.

In the restaurant, he's able to observe many things. This is a world of cultivation but no one is walking around with a sword or any weapon. It wasn't a surprise as he had read about it before.

This is a rather peaceful era. The civilization is under control. Compared to what he read from those novels on Earth, this world is rather modern.

The foods in the restaurant looked good. There are many kinds of wines. It seems good just by smelling, he can't wait to taste them. 

His father didn't cook by himself as much anymore as he hired a chef for the restaurant when he was born. His mother was only responsible for taking bills and orders. Most of the time, she would stay by the cashier table because that's where Tian Feng is.

Except for sitting in the restaurant next to his father's subordinates, he didn't go anywhere else. He's an introvert by nature. He only cared about his books and only looked around once in a while.

Tian Feng was a bit restless today as he finally decided to read that book by tonight. "Steel Body"

Day and night exchanged place. It's already time to close the restaurant. At night, it wasn't so dark on the road. There are lanterns that lid the way. 

Tian Feng enjoyed the cold breeze that brushes his face as he's going back home.

After dinner, he walked toward that book and picked it up. At that moment, a series of notifications ring up in his mind.

"Ding...World Data initialization completed"

"Ding...data is analyzed"

"Ding...scanning host body"

.
.
.

"Ding...scanning completed and integrating"

"Ding...host obtained 'Steel Body' Skill Book"

"Ding...loading interface, please wait..."

Waking up in a new world, Tian Feng finds himself become a 1-year-old child once again. Along with this weird phenomenon, a seemingly omnipotent system awaken within him. 

To become the most potent being, to live without regret; Possessing this OP system, he thought it would be smooth sailing. Little did he know that it couldn’t be further from the truth.

This is a melancholy story of a man and his companions, adventuring from one world to another; Discovering the meaning of life and regret.

I walk through my dreams like I've lived a whole life there, most times they are about a recent book I read. That is one of the things I do a lot and I'm not just saying that I really do read almost all day long. If I'm not reading I am probably watching some movie or anime series, yes you can probably guess I haven't done much with my life. let's start where it all began.

Back in middle school I loved to read books so much so that when I was grounded they took away my books instead of saying I couldn't go out with friends or no tv/games. yes I was a pretty strange kid compared to some being a 12 year old in America at the time(2012 No less). when I was grounded my next best thing was video games because they told stories as well at the time my video game collection was pretty sparce using an old dell business computer that ran windows xp (let's just say I got really good at minesweeper). even before I found books video games were still present. I still remember my mom gifting me an original Xbox she won in a contest it came with one game and it was a racing game not a lot of story just races.

After a while of getting in trouble I got grounded while i was grounded so I lost games as well suffice to say my box of legos was not very entertaining for a 12 year old mainly because I didn't like to make things up myself it felt so tedious that I had to work so hard to make up shapes and other things people already. i also didn't have many friends so instead I slept, and I slept hard. I don't remember much of my dreams then but I do remember one that was about magic and there was a really dark forest that went on forever in a sea of trees, other than that though I don't remember.
A couple of months later I was officially free and it felt like freedom I got to read again, it was so much fun, I would imagine it being like a drowning mans next breath of air. I didn't goto sleep that night instead I stayed up reading, when morning came I was tired but the book just got to THAT PART that is just so interesting and catching you can't stop, i read through that day as well. after dinner I got so tired I slept couldn't keep reading.
the next morning felt so sluggish like the morning after you get drunk but not enough for a hangover. well after a week of being late for school because I was busy reading parents up an sold all my books. ALL of them like really I was almost done reading them! I never read another book until after basic training 4 or 5 years later.
things changed after I lost my collection I switched to video games and because they didn't want me up all night reading whenever Christmas came around it was games instead of books. birthday? video game. my dad was an avid gamer always tried to keep his pc updated and sent old games I could run on my pc to me. me and my dad were always great at games but I could never compete with him, and it totally didn't have to do with me playing the games for the stories instead of for the high scores(of you can't tell this sentence is sarcasm read this again).

flash forward to the start of high school I was big on video games by then my computer had upgraded to a brand new one from my birthday me and my dad built it together good memories there. I remember when i tried to play morrowwind on it. that was when I realised I didn't like challenging games i liked to play and get the story, maybe different endings (those were my favorite).

at the start of high school I didn't really have a lot of friends because I didn't have many in middle school. my dad recommended me to join the ROTC there, he said he did and he had fun when he was in high school. So I did and the first year was fun and it started with ROTC especially when I started competing. I had so much fun I spent 14 hours of day at school I woke up at 5 to get to practice went to school than got home around 7 after the other practice you can imagine I didn't have a lot of time for video games especially because all that practice was physally demanding. 

1 year later 2 year in high school this I would consider the real start of high school for you actually have to do something to pass your classes I met a girl in my math class (insert joke about about girls causing problems in highschool here [ps: this is the joke I'm not sexist]). We started talking about a lot of things our school football team things like that, than we got to books she loved to read book I got to see her library once well less of a library and more of a whole wall of books and all books I wanted to read. her name was Alex I had the biggest crush on her at one point than found out she was lesbian so we kinda grew apart shallow I know but it's high school things like this happen. anyways after seeing those books some of them I used to read myself I started to want to read again, but I had no books i was still forbidden to read so I put my frustration put on video games during this time I was playing a lot of modern warfare 2 I loved the story and the way it flowed but it was really the first game I really played on steam I have logged over 500 hours  on that game alone I got every achievement for single player even the ones for veteran difficulties and also got most for the multiplayer which at this point I had everything unlocked and was max level I loved the multi player.

at this point I was starting to show up late sometimes to practice because I wasn't sleeping early enough. I went one more year like that and over summer I played so many video  games I swear I dreamt about sheaperd in mw2 around this time skyrim came out and I played the heck out of it  (I didn't get as many hours of playtime because 3rd year of high school is the hardest around 200hours). 3rd year rolls around I've dropped out of all practices because it was all boring again nothing new same old stuff. I was still busy keeping my grades up especially that foreign language credit that is needed to graduate.

4th year felt like being a freshman again except youre the one who makes fun of the freshmen.

nothing important happened then so I graduated and I wanted adventure something new so I went and joined the US Airforce. If I knew what I knew about it than I would have waited unroll now to join. long story short my addiction to video games got the better of me some nights during training and I ended up sleeping in, combined with my selective forgetfulness  (I kid you not I forgot my boots one time). luckily I wasn't in that long so I got an entry level discharge (look it up if you don't know) after I got back I found books to read online and read I did but because I didn't have school and at the time no work to deal with

this is about the time where I realised something special about my dreams.

at one point in high school I played a game where you create your own games and other people play them but this wasn't like legos using only blocks this was a program and once they started to abandon the Lego building style I started to learn it you could import meshes from other programs like blender so I started learning how to use it during this time I started dreaming up wire frames i wanted to tell a story using this game a story without words. I spent a long time on this and I can say to this day that I am self taught at how to use blender and that I ended up really famous on that game for my builds

that was the first clue because I was spending so long learning how to use blender I started dreaming up wire frames or if I was having a really hard time with a specific thing I would dream how it looked and be able to re create it the next day.

now after my attempt at trying to get a stable job i went back to reading. It started out with books i had already read then spread and spread till I found whole websites filled with books to read some exciting some not and they all had one HUGE thing in common they were all fiction and that's what I like. the wilder the better.

one day I met a girl and we planned on getting married and we had a kid a beautiful daughter we named Angela love her so much. I don't know what happened after we came out of the hospital after she gave birth she said she was through with me and left. that hurt a lot so I went back to reading and read I did the stories around this time were mainly reincarnation stories in another world I swear I had a dream at one point i was reincarnated into alegasea  (if you don't know you haven't lived).

this is where I realised my dreams make for the best stories and I tried to write a story about a specific dream once or twice. It never turned out well. Now I'm in college for networking taking a Cisco class (super boring) so my dreams are extra vivid further making me want to write those stories out but they never seem to tell the story how I want then to but right now this one is working does this count as 4th wall break? (lol couldn't resist the humor there [and don't say it was bad because you thought it was funny at some point deep deeeep down you just don't know it])

a story about a man and his dreams that might mean he is insane or might just love books too much. don't listen to the voices in your head about this one because the pink platypusbear that sleeps like a bat doesn't like your drugs.

In this age, knowledge was very expensive, which led to the spread of mysterious knowledge from individuals to individuals, and the appearance of private libraries. It was said that before the catastrophe, there were large-scale public library in many cities and regions. Those libraries would always contain tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of books, or even millions of books. At that time, people could absorb the knowledge that they needed from the sea of knowledge at the cost of little money or none at all. However, in this age, that kind of scene was completely unimaginable.
As far as Zhang Tie knew, there wasn’t a single public library in the entire Andaman Alliance, even across the whole Blackson Human Clan Corridor. In this age, all the libraries were private, while all the books were very important personal assets. To manage a private library was the same to managing a plant or a shop as they could all bring you profit.
There were two private libraries in Blackhot City. They were all operated by the families that had once predominated the Coal, Steel, and Iron Federation. Although Zhang Tie stayed in Blackhot City for over ten years, he had not entered them even once. When he had time to visit there, he had no money, while when he had money, he had no time to visit.
For Zhang Tie, the position of the director of No. 9 Equipment Administration could almost be ignored. After seeing the hope of recovery in the Fruit of Redemption, he left his tenement early the next morning. He had a lot of questions and some unclear thoughts in his mind, which all needed to be solved and clearly formed by knowledge.
If this was Blackhot City and the guy Donder was still there, Zhang Tie would have definitely asked him about all of his questions. However, in Blapei, he knew no one and nobody could solve his problems or enlighten his unclear thoughts.
What could solve his problems and enlighten his unclear thoughts was only knowledge. If he wanted to obtain it, the simplest way was to go to a library. After all, he had enough time to spend there now. Like what was said before the catastrophe, he was going to "charge himself".
Although he had not recovered yet, the ripe Fruit of Brilliance and the unripe Fruit of Judgment made Zhang Tie’s spirits rise in the morning once more. He looked energetic as he finally didn't feel like he was too weak to even catch a bound chicken. The god rune's "bind" effect implied that Zhang Tie could protect himself without even relying on his own hands.
After putting on his clothes and cleaning his face and teeth, Zhang Tie left the room. At this moment, he used his spiritual energy to present the list of binding skill's attributes in his mind.
God rune's binding skill!
Rank - preliminary.
The current number/maximum storage number of binding chain - 2/18.
Attack Radius - 17 inch.
Attack Effect - Spiritual attack. It can temporarily cut and terminate the nerve chain of the opponent's brain, putting a screen between the opponent's brain and its body. The one hit will be stiff all over and unable to move at all.
Applicable Targets - LV 7 fighters and those below, who have the same brain structure as Castle Lord.
The sustainable attacking time of preliminary binding chain is calculated as follows: the spiritual energy attack strength of Castle Lord minus the spiritual attack immunity effect of the opponent. After that, multiply the previous result by ten seconds, namely the basic sustainable time of one preliminary binding chain.
The maximal superposed number of binding chains that can be born by an individual being attacked is three.
These were the attributes of the binding skill after the god rune formed its first binding chain. This skill seemed to be able upgrade. 
After Zhang Tie had almost exhausted his spiritual energy last night, the god rune formed two binding chains. Now, the two binding chains were swimming around that god rune like two small snakes in Zhang Tie's mind.
Zhang Tie planned to exert his utmost effort to form all the 18 binding chains in the next few days. That god rune was like a finished factory. As long as Zhang Tie constantly injected his spiritual energy into it, it could process his spiritual energy into binding chains.He estimated that the distance of 17 inches was equal to 7-8 m or so. Needless to say, the target of binding chains should have similar brain structure as Zhang Tie.
For the duration of the attack, after thinking for a while, Zhang Tie finally decided that if the target had not been blessed by some spiritual defense skill or had no similar equipment, its spiritual defense effect would be basically equal to zero. Therefore, this formula was almost simplified to Zhang Tie's spiritual energy divided by the target's spiritual energy and multiplied by ten seconds.
If Zhang Tie's spiritual energy was twice that of the opponent’s, the opponent would not move for twenty seconds after being attacked by the binding chain. If Zhang Tie's spiritual energy was thrice that of the opponent, the opponent would not move for 30 seconds after being hit. Similarly, if Zhang Tie's spiritual energy was four times that of the opponent, the opponent would not move for 40 seconds. 
For this preliminary binding skill, if Zhang Tie's opponent with the same spiritual energy had not reached LV 8, after being attacked with three binding chains consecutively, that guy would also not move for about half a minute. In this time, even if Zhang Tie's health was in a very poor condition, he could still stab that guy to death with his dagger.
In contrast, if he met a commoner who had almost the same spiritual energy as him at school, with only one binding chain, he would be able to keep him still for 9-10 minutes. Even if the target was Huck or Snade, after being attacked by the binding chain, they would also not be able to move for three minutes.
For spiritual defense, it had to be a rare mysterious knowledge that Zhang Tie had not heard of before. It could never be seen on commoners.
When Zhang Tie wanted to launch the binding skill, once he gazed at someone, he would be able to do a long-distance attack in a pattern that he couldn't understand. For his current physical condition, this was simply a hidden sharp weapon.
Although this preliminary binding skill only worked on people below LV 7, had very short range, and was far off of he could do with his power and combat effectiveness of when he was healthy, at least this binding skill enabled Zhang Tie to protect himself when he couldn't fight at all.
Feeling like he was "useful" again, Zhang Tie was in a pretty good mood today.
In the early morning, the tenant of the third floor was still not back as her door was still closed. When Zhang Tie came to the second floor, the 20-odd man of the couple was readying himself to leave, seemingly wanting to go to work while the 20-odd women was seeing him off outside the room while pulling a kid. They were bidding farewell to each other. 
Right then, as the couple caught sight of Zhang Tie walking downstairs, both of them became slightly amazed. Not until then did they know that the new tenant who had moved in upstairs yesterday was a young military officer of the Norman Empire. Although he looked young, he was already a first lieutenant.
Seeing Zhang Tie coming downstairs, that young woman silently pulled her kid closer to herself.
Zhang Tie forced out a smile while slightly nodding to them before walking downstairs.
In the early morning, the owners Mr and Mrs Green were watering flowers, grasses, onions, and fiddleheads that they grew for entertainment in the garden outside their residence.
"Good morning..." Zhang Tie greeted the owners of the house. 
Mr. Green raised his grass hat to show his courtesy.
...
Leaving the house of Mr and Mrs Green, Zhang Tie came to a tranquil street. After walking through the one meter wide street paved with pebbles for dozens of meters, Zhang Tie arrived at the avenue.
Similar to Blackhot City, when people could not take public transport, most of the commoners in Blapei would then choose carriages to travel around the downtown. This transport, which could provide convenience for people in downtown areas, had an universal name across the Blackson Human Clan Corridor - Horse Taxi.
Seeing a green horse taxi driving past, Zhang Tie hurriedly waved his hand towards the driver before jumping inside.
"Where's the best private library in Blapei?"
"Sir, there's only one private library in Blapei; therefore, no matter what, it is the best one!"
Zhang Tie was somewhat stunned. 
"Well, let's go there then!"
"It's not cheap there!" The driver kept driving the carriage while shaking his head. "I really don't understand why people like reading books. Aren't beer and women more interesting than paper that could neither speak nor be eaten? 
Hearing his words, Zhang Tie didn't say anything. This must be different personal pursuits.
...
After more than half an hour, the carriage finally brought Zhang Tie to his destination. After learning about the function of his spiritual energy, he had visualized two 13-column abacuses in his mind at the same time during the journey. He practiced different operations on two abacuses at the same time. 
It was hard to say whether it was because of his sharply increased spiritual energy, but when he carried out different operations on two visualized abacuses, Zhang Tie felt that it went much smoother. The sense of the two abacuses' independence became more clear. Additionally, "interconnected faults" obviously decreased a lot during the calculations.
"Here we are, sir, here is the best private library that five generations of Grant Family has operated in Blapei!" 
The horse taxi that carried Zhang Tie parked before a place which looked more luxurious than this city's parliament building.
After paying fifty copper coins, Zhang Tie jumped off the carriage. With his eyes fixed on this seven-story building, Zhang Tie took a deep breath. 
'This private library is very large. It should contain a lot of books. I hope it won't disappoint me.'
Like high-end hotels, this private library had a very gorgeous gate. Outside it stood two rows of doormen and armored guards. The entrance was marked with the name of this library—Grant's Library.
This was a library named after its owner's family name. 
The library's first floor was an elegant hall with several rest zones. In them stood dozens of rows of cabinets which looked like lockers. Zhang Tie didn't know what they were used for.
The moment he entered through the gate, he saw several plates placed in the most eye-catching place, on which were the terms of service. Besides them there was a board with reading instructions and another with instructions on using bibliographic retrieval. After carefully reviewing the two, Zhang Tie understood what the dozens of cabinets in the rest zones beside the hall were used for—they contained the list with all the books in the library and where each one is placed.
After swearing himself a rustic inside, Zhang Tie came to the bibliographic retrieval zone and started to look for books that he wanted to read. Time reading would be charged, but looking through the list was free.
The bibliographic retrieval in the library contained very sophisticated classifications. Zhang Tie spent a whole hour searching through the complex retrieval catalog cards. 
After searching there for quite a while, he took the paper on which he'd copied down a couple retrieval numbers of books that interested him and came to the library's service table. The one standing behind it was a 60-odd man.
After receiving the retrieval numbers, the old man lowered his head and looked behind the counter for a while. Then, some time later, he raised turned back.
"Sir, the books you chose are available now. With the exception of the book 'Initial Exploration of Human Beings' Special Professions in Black Iron Age', 'Gods' Codes', 'Oriental Occultism Phenomena', and 'Water Knows the Answer' are all rare books that our library purchased from the ruins of the prehistorical human cities. As they're human publications of before the catastrophe, they are in the Human Ruins' Reading Area on the fourth floor. 
"The charge of reading on the fourth floor is two gold coins per day. Besides the books on the fourth floor, you can also read the books on the third and second floors. The charge of books on the third floor is sixty silver coins a day. If you want to read books on the third floor, you can not read the books that you chose on the fourth floor today. Can you tell me which floor's books you'd like to read?"
The old man spoke in an inflexible manner. 
Hearing his explanation, Zhang Tie almost wanted to swear at him. Although he was much richer than before, he hadn't imagined that it would cost him two gold coins a day to read books on the fourth floor. 
'F*ck, this is almost equal to my dad's two-month salary.' 
It had cost him only two gold coins to rent Mr and Mrs Green's house for a whole year. Although, Zhang Tie knew that the price of entering private libraries was very expensive, he had never imagined it could be this expensive.
In this age, the price of knowledge was absolutely out of most people's imaginations. With two gold coins, Zhang Tie could only read books for one day in the private library. However, the business time of the library was from 9 am. to 9 pm., which meant that he could at most read for twelve hours. During the process, he could neither copy nor take photos. He should also wear a pair of gloves and pay for the damages according to preset prices if he made any. 
'F*ck!' Zhang Tie swore inside. 
He then took out two gold coins. After signing a service contract, he was led into the Human Ruins' Readings Area on the fourth floor.
Zhang Tie had not seen the alleged human ruins of before the catastrophe in his life. He  had only heard that most of the ruins were of cities and other regions where many humans lived, crashed by the fragments of the God's Star. They were in a special force field and existence brought about by the fragments of the God's Star. As a result, all the inanimate objects in the ruins still remained unchanged even after one thousand years, as if the catastrophe had happened yesterday.
Driven by a dream of becoming rich overnight after discovering some human ruins of before the catastrophe, numerous pioneers were heading everyday for remote areas on all the continents to explore the wastelands.
Glancing over the books on the shelves in the room that covered less than 500 square meters, Zhang Tie gritted his teeth, swearing to read as much as was the value of two gold coins.

After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron!
Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together!
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**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


It was the day of the summer solstice, and again a grand fest for the people of the palace. But since it was more centered around eating and partying, Tenno spent most of the time in the kitchen, regulating temperatures.
This festival wasn't very interesting for him.
Towards the end of summer was his birthday. Bang Cheng discovered this after wondering about Tennos mood.
The thing was, Tenno didn't know when this body had been born. In his original world, his birthday was the 6th of August, and that still fit since on Everni, every month had 30 days. However, his birthday was also the day he died. How he ended up in spring on Everni was a mystery. Maybe his soul needed to travel a while before arriving...
Anyways, he was in a complicated mood. To chief Bang he explained it in a way that could explain it. His family on Everni never cared for his birthday, so while other children would celebrate with friends, it was just another day of work for him.
Bang Cheng wasn't happy as he heard this, so he made plans for a nice and cozy birthday party. 
Then, on the 6th of August, when Tenno entered the kitchen, the whole kitchen staff shouted "Happy birthday!".
He got cake, small gifts like pretty stones with carvings or candy. Whatever it was, he was incredibly happy about it. Mori gave him a floral wreath and Ichigo a new koudi, made out of bamboo instead of bone, so the tone it made was a little deeper.
Tenno was incredibly happy that this day turned out this way, with a lot of smiling faces and positive energy surrounding him like a nest. He was even allowed to just rest that day.
This way, the summer ended.
In autumn came the harvest, and everyone was pleasantly surprised by how good it was. It was like the gods had been so enchanted by Moris and Tennos dance that they had romantic feelings, giving all too much.
As it got colder, Tenno finally remembered his library pass. He was allowed to go to the library in the morning, but had to be at the kitchen at noon. He didn't mind this setup though.
He told Mori about it, who had already gone to the library in summer, since the autumn made taking care of the plants more time consuming.
Tenno didn't understand that, but it didn't really matter. Mori told him the way to the library and which areas he should keep away from to avoid an embarrassing situation because his pass' authority was too low.
The Ifrit thanked his dryad friend and went off to the library. His pass was actually for the royal library, which meant that he was allowed to enter the palace. ...Which meant that he got with the help of his system the layout of the palace. It was really too convenient! Especially since he had to act like he wasn't that accurately aware of all the hallways and rooms around him.
Ichigo found that pretending uncertainty pitiful, so he picked the boy up and walked with big strides through the palace like he owned that place. Tenno suspected that his guard wanted to act cool and impress a child, but unfortunately, that wouldn't work in this special case.
As soon as they reached the door, Tenno jumped down, showed his pass and entered like a swift breeze.
Mori had a very good memory, so he could accurately tell where which books were. Surprisingly for Ichigo, the Ifrit went directly to the myths and miscellaneous folktales.
Doing this would help him get a better understanding of the development of the beliefs of the people from Everni. A hurdle was just the way strength was classified. Tenno normally didn't bother with such systems since they were big reasons for competition, but without it, he wouldn't understand important parts.
Everni was very old, with a written history of about 100 thousand years, which meant that there had to be a lot of war, back and forth and so on. And they were still at it today! At least they could settle on an official language and most borders...
He walked along the huge shelves with dragon carvings. The library was really huge, with dark wood and golden ornaments, other elegant decorations and cozy corners for reading.
He wandered around for a while but couldn't find what he was searching for, having forgotten about half of the directions Mori had given him.
"What are you looking for?"
He turned around. In front of him stood the fourth princess, just reaching his shoulder. From so close, he could clearly see her delicate tanned skin, showing that she often went outside.
"Uh... Power system... or something like that..."
"Oh, those. Come, I know where they are."
He followed her and carefully eyed her dress. It had long sleeves, a turtleneck, a heavy, slightly frilled skirt and was of a deep, golden yellow that looked like the leaves in autumn. With her chestnut brown hair and demeanor, she perfectly fit into the library.
"Here they are." she pointed at a row of dark blue books.
As soon as Tenno saw the amount of books he would have to read, his heart sank. There was so much he would have to memorize...? How bothersome!
"Have you red them?"
The princess widened her eyes. She thought a bit. "No, but I learned it roughly from my nanny. There is the ground level, the basics which most people have. When you're weaker than average, I call it basement. Over the ground level are low, middle, high, top, clouds and divine. Warriors have a hard time making it to clouds, mages to divine... I also think that there's another stage above it, but it's so rare that most think it stops at divine."
"Oh. I think I understand now. Thank you, your highness..."
"Oh, just call me Sunset. I'm not that old yet. Is there anything else you need?"
"The continents history."
"Oh, that's right beside the languages! I was on my way there, come!"
Tenno smiled and followed her. Normally, children of her age would leap while walking after saying something like this, but she determinedly rushed to a certain shelf, a serious yet excited look on her face.
She reminded him of Mori, more mature than other kids... But on the other hand, she was a princess, couldn't that be expected? No, she was a child... But considering her father... He was kind of at a loss with this princess. Just like the maids said, Sunset Cure was an enigma.
They arrived at the shelf, in a corner that was a bit hard to see from most angles. There was a small couch with soft cushions and blankets. It would be very cozy, sitting there with a book while it rained...
"Here. We have a very long history... So this one would be best to read. But the details are missing, to keep it short... Still a lighter read than those up there." she pointed to multiple slim books. They filled almost all of the top rows.
"What are those?"
"Diaries, starting as early as writing was developed on Everni. I looked into some, seems like a very strong vampire wrote them. Lived close to 6 thousand years. Of course, there are more books, and I wouldn't recommend the diaries since they are written in the old script."
"Okay."
"What should I call you?"
"Whatever."
She looked at him and he could clearly see 'are you serious' written all over her face. 
"Tenno."
Sunset raised her dark eyebrows, then nodded. "It sounds like a word for emperor or king..."
Tenno just shrugged. She was actually right, Tenno was the title for the emperor of Japan. He was just surprised that she seemed to know that... he would have to look into the languages to find out more. But not now.
He took one of the books Sunset had recommended and sat down on the couch. He opened the book, but secretly watched the fourth princess as she looked at the book, deep in thought. She really didn't look like a child when she had that serious look on her face...
Once again, Tenno couldn't keep his eyes away from her. And he felt bad for it. He had the mentality of someone who had already graduated, how could he look like that at a child... It made him feel guilty and uncomfortable.
She decided on a book and sat down beside Tenno, acting like she didn't notice his staring. Sunset quickly flipped through the book, like a student who was used to efficient research. For an eight year old, she read pretty fast.
Tenno remembered, when he was that age, in his original world, he hated reading. He wasn't good at it and it was bothersome. It was easier and more enjoyable when his parents read for him. Now however...
He faced his book. Though Sunset said that the details were missing, Tenno found the book really informative.
When the first people of Everni started countries, the races parted ways to establish themselves. The more the races developed, the more they expanded their territory. The first wars happened, immigrants appeared, people defected and so on. Tribes from forests, plains and islands appeared, adding chaos but getting integrated into the society. Because of the many wars, places like the central-northern regions popped up. They were no mans land, belonging to no one because of the miasma storms.
Tenno felt that he knew the gist of it, so he searched for more details. He really wanted to know if there was something about the abductions...
Without him noticing, Sunset had put her book away and appeared behind him.
"What are you looking for?"
"Wah!"
He flinched and a few books fell down. Tenno froze. Between them lay a slim book in a grey envelope.
"What is that?"
The princess picked it up and flipped through it. "I'm not sure, I don't understand this language much... But judging from its appearance, it shouldn't be here but in the chamber..."
"... May I...?"
"Yeah, why not."
He took the book and looked at the writing.
"It's Italian. There dosen't seem to be any record of this on Everni... You really can read it?"
"Yes. Also, the elves have many languages. Do your research about the races, not just the countries."
"Later. The national treasures...?"
Immediately after he read those words, Sunset snatched the book away, a panicked look on her face. "You're not allowed to-! Well, not yet... If you keep it up, father will give you access, but no sooner!"
After that, she ran away. She was really fast, not minding her skirt at all...
Tenno stared blankly. Then he looked at his hands. He remembered the first sentence. 'National treasures, also known as sanctuaries, are the most important thing of every country, its heart.'
The heart of the nation, the sanctuary.
'System, did you scan it?'
"Negative."
'Why?'
"No command."
Tenno wanted to slap this system. He wasn't allowed to know more about the treasure, naturally, but why did she say that her father would give him access? Had it something to do with the vampires abducting children? He really didn't know.
"Oh yeah, the races..."
He looked at the books beside him, a bit lost. Then he pulled out a book about the elves, one about dragonkin, beastmen and so on.
The first ones to invent writing were the elves. They were in love with knowledge, and there were many of the languages from earth recorded from them.
Most races didn't get as old as the vampires, elves or dragonkin, but the demons, genetic experiments, could get even older. There was also a phenomenon where the person died but revived due to a different soul entering the body: Transmigration.
This helped develop languages, foundations of the kingdoms and the discoveries of national treasures.
Tenno had an idea. 
'System, can you scan souls?'

Tenno transmigrated after his fateful meeting with Tractor-san, the uncle of the trusted Truck-kun that catapults people into different dimensions and makes them reincarnate.
And where did Tenno land? In the magical world Everni. And currently, Everni is in turmoil: The vampire kingdom of Cure is abducting children. No one knows why, but there are records of this happening approximately every 10 thousand years.
Unfortunately for Tenno, he transmigrated into the body of a slave boy, just 8 years old, that was supposed to be sold to the royal family of Cure. The original died before that could happen.
Now, not remembering anything about his family, he wants to gather more information about this wondrous and dangerous place.
The data gathering system inside his inter spatial ring assists him in this, and after he meets the enigmatic vampire princess, he gets wrapped up in many mysteries surrounding the family of Cure.

 Thinking about this, Wei Xiao Bei's expression became bitter, but he soon thought of something else.
 He had to go outside to eat. When night time came and Shi Yan Ming went to sleep, the Sutra Depository Pavillion would need to be closed. In other words, he would have 11 fewer hours to read. 
 Luckily, Wei Xiao Bei had already read more than 700 books in just 150 minutes of the morning. After all, some records were short and only required two to three seconds in his hands. 
 If eating and sleeping time were reduced and if he started at 8 in the morning, then Wei Xiao Bei could read for about 12-13 hours a day.
 In one day, he could read around 3600 books, and in a week, 25000 books.
 Calculating it like this, it was easy to imagine that it would be difficult for him to finish reading every book in the Sutra Depository Pavillion.
 Wei Xiao Bei immediately placed down his chopsticks and smiled as he asked Shi yan Ming, "Master Yan Ming, do you need to close the doors to the Sutra Depository Pavilion at night?"
 "That's right. The doors need to be closed by 10, at the latest."
 Shi Yan Ming nodded his head but his hands did not slow down at all, as his chopsticks picked up shredded meat and placed it into his bowl.
 Although the Shaolin Temple practiced Buddhism and the monks were vegetarians, the martial monks who were protectors of the temple were granted exception.
 It was easy just imagining it.
 Every morning they would need to carry buckets and walk more than five kilometers to get water. Afterward, they had to train their martial arts. It was easy to imagine how much energy they were using. 
 If they ate greens and vegetables every day, then even if they had the best body, they would still collapse.
 There was an old saying, the poor study culture while the rich study martial arts.
 In ancient times, studying was still simple. As long as a child was smart and, a private teacher gave his approval, then the houses would only need to provide some food to the teacher regularly enough.
 As for books and writings, those with money would grit their teeth and endure it, while the poor would have hand-me-downs from the teachers. Otherwise, people would just share books. The books would then be preserved as long as one cherished it.
 As for pen and paper, they were considered consumables, but initially, sand trays were used. After some progress was made, those who were good were invested in while those who weren't would be sent to farming.
 As long as it was not wasted, these things could be used for a long time. At the very least, once they passed the imperial exams, the country would provide them with some pen and paper, as well as food. When the time came, as long they did not waste the opportunity, it was possible for them to make a living without problems.
 By contrast, you wouldn't hear of a martial artist living only on greens and vegetables.
 The majority ate big bowls of beef and drank alcohol.
 Only through eating a lot of meat were their bodies able to grow strong, and only then could they gain significant dominance over others.
 Hence, the phrase: a strong man can defeat 10 skilled martial artists.
 At the same time, martial attainment, battle experiences, and skill could not compare to the advantages brought by raw power.
 In this way, it was reasonable for martial monks to eat meat.
 There was once a Shaolin martial artist named Reverend Su Hai Deng. Although he was skilled in martial arts, he had malnutrition due to being a vegetarian.
 As for Shi Yan Ming, although he was the librarian of the Sutra Depository Pavillion, he was still considered as an inner disciple, making it reasonable for him to eat meat.
 However, even if he was a martial monk, it was impossible for him to eat too much meat. He could only eat the amount that was required for the body.
 "Could you let me pass the night inside the Sutra Depository Pavillion?"
 Wei Xiao Bei's smile had now become very strange. To be more accurate, it had become a flattering smile.
 There was no choice. If he could pass the night in the Sutra Depository Pavillion, he would have more time to read books. For him, this was very important.
 He did not care anymore if he had to drop a level of moral integrity.
 "This… It's impossible. There is a system to the Sutra Depository Pavillion. If the palace head finds out, this small monk would not be able to take responsibility."
 Shi Yan Ming pulled back his chopsticks and hesitated for a moment, but still declined in the end.
 What kind of joke was that? If he had allowed someone to pass the night inside the Sutra Depository Pavillion and had been found out by the palace head, he might just be sent to stand facing the wall for 3-4 years.
 Although there were many wild disciples who were willing to do so, it is said that they could comprehend some Dharma teaching, but Shi Yan Ming was unwilling to do so. If that happened, he would not be able to see the newest films that would come out.
 "Is it really impossible? Okay, If I can't then I can't."
 After Wei Xiao Bei had become quite powerful, it was rare for him to be rejected. When he was about to become angry, he immediately thought that Shi Yan Ming was not his own soldier, nor the security guard of his security company. 
 Wei Xiao Bei touched his chin and recalled the structure of the Sutra Depository Pavillion. He pondered the possibility of him going to sneak in the place at night.
 In the end, after putting down the bowl, he decided to try and enter at night.
 Although there were modern monitoring systems installed inside, he believed that he could dodge these monitoring devices.
 The chances of there being a super expert disguised as a janitorial monk to fight him head-on was close to impossible.
 What did you think this was, a Wuxia novel?
 As night fell, Wei Xiao Bei hurriedly said goodbye before ten and left the Pavillion.
 Seeing Wei Xiao Bei leave and since there were probably no more monks coming in to read books, Shi Yan Ming closed the doors of the Sutra Depository Pavillion. Afterward, he returned to an attached room to the Pavillion, and took a bath and prepared to sleep.
 It could be said that Wei Xiao Bei's current strength had now reached a level unparalleled to the people of the world.
 After sneaking into the pavilion, he immediately activated [Electromagnetic Field], causing the majority of the monitors to freeze.
This was not a new ability that Wei Xiao Bei had gained, but a simple thought that came to him when he schemed to enter the Pavillion.
 Once the power of the electromagnetic field reached a certain level, he could use it to affect highly sensitive electrical components. From there, the electrical equipment would malfunction.
 Wei Xiao Bei did not dare to completely destroy these monitors, he only temporarily disabled them, preventing the image that they received from changing.
 If he left or turned off [Electromagnetic Field], then the monitor would return back to normal.
 Naturally, if he only had the [Electromagnetic Field] skill, it was impossible for him to perfectly freeze the monitors. He also had the help of his unrivaled [Electrical Work] skill.
 After all, if a person used [Electromagnetic Field] skill without understanding electronics, then it was impossible to create this kind of result.
 They would have immediately blocked out all the monitors. Once the person in the monitoring room found out, then it was possible to know that a person had sneaked into the Pavillion.
 Even if the monitoring person did not notice Wei Xiao Bei, his vigilance would still be raised since all the monitors had shut down.
 It must be known that Wei Xiao Bei still wanted to stay for six more days! 
 He would draw the most suspicion. 
 Anyway, after freezing the monitors, Wei Xiao Bei was now at ease and could read the books.
 Naturally, he needed to continue maintaining his electromagnetic field.
 In the next five days, other than eating, he spent most of the time staying inside the Sutra Depository Pavilion.
 In this period of time, he had come across many monks that had come to read books.
 However, they only looked at him as if he had gone crazy.
 Even his nickname as a lunatic had reached the ears of the Dharma Palace Head.
 For this reason, the Dharma Palace Head had specially come to visit him.
 There was no choice. If Wei Xiao Bei had truly gone crazy, the problems would be huge. Let alone the matter of saving someone, he would have a hard time explaining why this happened to the Bajiquan experts.
 If the time came, there could be a rumor of envious Shaolin Monks poisoning a martial arts genius.
 Luckily, Wei Xiao Bei's speech was still normal. The only thing abnormal was his reading.
 Towards Shi Yong Ping, Wei Xiao Bei did not hide it and truthfully spoke about his special ability that could increase his reading speed. He further explained that this was used to find the most suitable book for him.
 Although Wei Xiao Bei's words were half-truth and half-lies, it was enough to make Shi Yong Ping trust him, and he was disturbed no more. 
 While reading for the past three days, Wei Xiao Bei felt that his realm of understanding towards martial arts had gradually increased. Moreover, the speed of his reading became even faster. This was because he noticed that these books had been treated with medicinal water. Other than being able to preserve them longer and stopping termites and mold, the books' pages were also tougher. 
 The books would not break even if his speed had increased by twice the amount.
 Just like that, the fifth day ended. Wei Xiao Bei had already finished reading the books on the first and second levels!
 Even Wei Xiao Bei admired himself.
 It must be known that the number of books for these two floors was close to 60000!
 Reading close to 60000 books in five days, even if they were mostly records, was still enough to frighten some top students.
 After reading the books on the first two floors, Wei Xiao Bei felt as if he was about to grasp something, but it was only at the point of almost.
 This feeling was quite difficult to bear. 
 It was as if the spine and shoulder blades were itchy, but the itch was quite deep. No matter what, he could not reach the itch and it almost made him want to jump off the building.
 Under the urge of this feeling, Wei Xiao Bei did not leave the Sutra Depository Pavillion by himself. He went to find Shi Yan Ming to accompany him to the third floor of the Pavillion.
 Hearing this request, Shi Yan Ming's eyes widened and locked on Wei Xiao Bei without moving away.
 After a while, Shi Yan Ming said, "Have you gone crazy?"
 Wei Xiao Bei did not know if he should laugh or cry, "I am not crazy. Why do you think I'm crazy?"
"Since you are not crazy, why go to the third floor? First, you are not a Shaolin disciple, could it be that you have an interest in Buddhist teachings? Second, you are not someone who plans to steal the books. Although those antiques are worth a lot of money, you would definitely not be able to sell them. Third, you have read so many books already, haven't you read enough?"
 Shi Yan Ming touched his chin and replied with lines of logic. He looked at Wei Xiao Bei with a suspicion that he had gone crazy.
 His words had left Wei Xiao Bei speechless. There was no doubt that the Shi Yan Ming's logic was sensical. 
 This made Wei Xiao develop a whole new level of respect for Shi Yan Ming. Shi Yan Ming might have been sitting stupidly in front of a computer, watching new movies on the computer when he had nothing to do, but he was quite smart and eloquent. 


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

"This way" said wong as he made his way into a hut with jax, they sat on the floor
" so what have you come all the way here for," said Wong as he poured some tea for jax and sat down opposite.
"my name is Harold miller and i am a scientist, i worked as a doctor in the hospitals for most of my life and through out it i strictly believed that i could answer questions with both reason and calculation yet i one day met a man who was jogging in a park, but i remember that 2 years ago he had a sever back injury after returning from the front lines and was never meant to recover, i asked him multiple questions of how he got to where he was now he simply told me two things, to keep an open mind and to come here and here i am," said jax emotionally as he's hands began to shake.
the young Wong looked down and thought carefully, about what to do next.
"so, what was the man's name,?"asked Wong
"Louis xing," said jax 
"do you know how he got to where he is currently?" asked wong as he and jax made there way through a corridor and into a room.
"n..no thats why I've come to you," said jax with a stutter as he saw people of working around with robes
"how about i enlighten you," said a voice from behind him that made him jump, jax turned around to find the main reason for his journey, the ancient one.
wong bowed in greeting while jax stood in slight awe of the young women who was currently one of the most powerful beings on the planet
"say Mr miller, do you believe in magic,"said the ancient one with a playful smile as she twisted her hand and magic circles began to form from her palms 
"h..h..how is this possible ..i mean is this a trick," said jax as wiped sweat from his brow and continued to watch the display of light as the circles collapsed in and formed new ones which then created a huge diagram that attached itself to the ceiling.
the ceiling then disappeared and was replaced with an entire cosmos, jax was whisked across many dimensions while being debriefed about just how minuscule his existence was.
he could feel himself bonding with everything yet at the same time couldn't feel anything at all.
"huh" sighed jax as he slumped to the ground once his mind came to
"so what do you think," said the ancient expressionless
"teach me," he whispered
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Date: Wednesday 6th September 1964
===================================================
it had been two days since his initiation and he was currently in the library, he was wearing professional student robes while reading books on using simple spells that did not need incantation. he had so far been revising diligently on his studies but he made sure to stay up at night to learn the slightly harder spells that needed incantation.
-,-
training ground
rows of trainees were trying to open portals with their sling ring and jax was in the third row and he was also finding it difficult, he needed a real life situation to help him concentrate and he knew how to get it, he saw the instructor from the corner of his eye wearing a long robe come to the front and shout stop in mandarin all the trainees stopped except for him. Jax kept on trying to widen the portal and keep it stable but he kept failing, suddenly he got a shove from the back and he was pushed into his slightly incomplete portal and he landed in a desert. jax could feel the scorching heat and the blistering sand on his sandals , he took several deep breaths to calm down and began to once again make a portal back to the training ground. hours past and he could feel himself begin to feel slightly dizzy because he was in this current weakened form that he needed to use to escape detection it slightly allowed him to survive the heat however he could still feel the pressure mentally and this allowed his focus to increase step by step as the adrenaline soon kicked in. after another 40 minutes of excruciating practice he could finally created a stable.
"huh..hah..huh." puffed jax as he wiped sweat from his forehead 
"damn it, should have gone to the o'l pole, might not have taken so long," said jax as he thought about the new possibilities with this almost divine object.
--,--
room 
jax sat in his room exhausted he had been going at it the most of the day with his sling ring training and now he could create proper portals with varying shapes anywhere he wanted. he could finally do what he had originally wanted to do, jax slinged countless books into his room and onto the floor he looked on ravenously at the books like a hungry hyena. It had been a gruelling day for him and he wanted nothing more than a relaxing read of some books on incantations and mystic arts.
jax sat down and began to read through handfuls of dusty ancient books while also practising a bit Sanskrit.
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sorcerer supreme meeting
"master hamor, master sanxi greetings," bowed the ancient slightly as the two both bowed back, 
"it seems there has been a new visitor that has joined our ranks,"smile master hamor
"yes i believe so" replied the ancient one as she flipped a page on the book she was reading
"he is an interesting one though, i can't seem to read him though," said the ancient one flatly as she continued to the read the book
"hmmm" thought master hamor slightly surprised that even the ancient one herself could not read a mere mortal with no training of the mind.
however the ancient one never went into detail of what she said, as the guardian of the time stone (one of the 6 infinity stones) who also happened to know of the existence of the next sorcerer supreme years ahead of time not being able to read a mortal was very interesting.
-,-
"hmm, so it needs both concentration, training, studying and a hint of imagination huh," thought jax as he was in his room reading a book on spells
jax brought his hands out and envisioned the spell in his mind and slowly enacted the steps slowly as shown in the book, golden lights began to move about in front of him into multiple shapes and forming  a gold shield in front of him.
"huh,"puffed jax as he put his hands down and the shield slowly disappeared with his concentration.

as the days went by jax slowly began to practice different other spells regularly and made sure to take and return more books from the library in order to keep improving his skills, he had nothing but his mind to carry him through his training
--,--
"chief the mutant expedition program is ready," said a clone wearing lab coat as he saluted chief  through a monitor.
"good, i'll be down in ground 3 to check expect me there in 3 hours," said chief in a stoic voice as he switched of the monitor an tapped a couple of keys 
he picked up some keys and a file that read C.E.R.E.B.R.O and made his way out of his office and to an elevator and down to his destination.

A psychotic old man from the future dies while achieving his life's goal but he is not content. Follow this maniac as he does whatever it takes to get to his goal.



Disclaimer 
I don't own marvel or any of its characters excepts for the ones that I create

"Ms. Kim told us that we should go to the infirmary if we're ever sick, so I took them there."

That was the boy's answer when asked about what had happened with Hyung-Oh, the running in the hallway, and, most importantly, the piggyback. It was such a textbook answer, delivered in a calm, composed manner, and the vice-principal couldn't help but ask more questions out of sheer wonder. "No, I wasn't particularly scared. Just worried. I thought it'd be best to get them to the infirmary as soon as possible, for treatment." Once again, an impeccable answer. "I don't think I was in any danger. I knew I would be able to carry them both by myself." Again. "No, Hyung-Oh looked like he was having trouble breathing, so I prioritized him over Kyung-eun." And again. No matter what the question was, the boy answered without missing a beat, and the vice-principal knew without a doubt that he was an extraordinary child.

The boy left the counseling room, and the vice-principal followed him with his eyes for a moment before focusing on Hee Yeon, hanging her head low. Perhaps it had been a mistake to assign first year students to a teacher with only three years of experience. With no solution at hand, the vice-principal inwardly blamed the two teachers who had left after requesting maternity leave.

"Ms. Kim, for now you should focus on the summer holiday ceremony tomorrow. The disciplinary committee meeting will be held during break, so just make sure to submit your report before then."
"I'm so sorry, sir."
"Well, it could have been worse. Hyung-Oh's parents understood, and Kyung-eun's parents…well, we'll figure something out."

Hee Yeon didn't know what to say. There was nothing she could say. Everything had just happened by chance.

"Hyung-Oh will be resting at home, so he won't be coming to school until after break is over. You'll have to choose another class president for the next semester anyway, so I'm sure things will be okay even if his mother doesn't come tomorrow."

As it were, Hyung-Oh's mother was chosen as the head of the Parent Committee at the beginning of the semester, which is why Hyung-Oh had the title of class president. Considering the timing of everything, his mother was sure to resign from her position, but Hee Yeon still had no way of knowing what kinds of conversations the parents would have following the emergency meetings they would inevitably hold. There was already too much talk in the parents' SNS, and the summer holiday ceremony was a day away. A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead and hit the desk with a quiet plop.

Having left the counseling room, the boy headed straight to the library. Classes were already over, and most of the other students had already left the school. After-school classes had been postponed until summer break was over, so the boy had decided to wait in the library for the older students to finish their classes. If things had gone as usual, Myeong-su would surely have insisted that they go play in the courtyard, but because he had been summoned by the vice-principal, he was now free to go read as he wished. He greeted the librarian with a simple, yet courteous "Hello," and the librarian welcomed him with a bright smile.

"Oh, you're here! I heard you had quite the day today. I guess smart kids really are different, huh?"
"Thank you for the compliment."
"And polite too! Just perfect."

One of the librarian's only duties was to be a reading instructor for the students, meaning she often had time to spare. On this particular day, she had been bored out of her wits as usual when she received news of a first grader's stunt. It sounded like some action movie sequence, and the librarian had been looking forward to seeing the boy. Paying no mind to her enthusiasm, the boy greeted her once again and dove straight into the General Education aisle, looking over the many books on the shelves. The most pressing question he had was the reason behind Hyung-Oh's strange symptoms. He had wanted to ask the other teachers but decided against it when he realized this was not the time for such questions. While asking the nurse would be ideal, she had unfortunately left the school to accompany Hyung-Oh and Kyung-eun to the hospital. She would be back soon enough, but the boy wished to learn for himself as much as he could in the meantime.

"Traveling by Myself," "New Practical Education," "Leadership." There were so many books on so many subjects, and the boy couldn't help but feel drawn to them. If only he had the time, he would have read them all on the spot, but he decided to take it slow. That was the first rule his father had taught him: never rush. If you rush in the forest, you can get lost. If you rush while hunting, you can get hurt. If you rush to convey your thoughts to someone, your words will lose meaning, causing a misunderstanding, and you might get into an argument. So, don't rush.

The boy took out all the books with the word "medical" in their title and headed to the designated reading area to start going through them one by one: "colds are not caused by cold temperatures. Rather, they are caused by over 200 types of viruses," "…a virus so dangerous it caused the deaths of over 500 million people, possibly wiping out civilizations." The boy wasn't sure what exactly a "virus" was, but he was clever enough to understand through context that they were the cause of disease. One of the passages he read explained that the first western depiction of doctors came from the Iliad: "[…] when he had seen the wound, he wiped away the blood and applied some soothing drugs." Though an interesting fact to know, it wasn't what he was looking for. Wondering whether everyone knew about all these things and realizing how much more he had yet to learn, he moved on to the next book in his pile.

However, the more he read, the more he realized that the books' contents were all very similar. Most only explained anatomical structures and their roles, and there was no information on specific diseases and their symptoms and cures. When he asked the librarian about it, she had only told him that the school library didn't carry such books, but even if it did, he was much too young to understand them. "Of course," she replied when the boy asked where he could find such books, "you'll find them in the big library downtown." She sounded amused, her voice almost singsongy, and her eyes sparkled as she smiled at him. Realizing that she would answer most of his questions, the boy decided to just ask her what he wanted to know rather than going to another library.

"Our class president just suddenly stopped breathing and he was shaking all over. Why is that? It's not like his mouth was held shut, and no one hit him, but he still couldn't breathe. What kind of illness is that? Is it possible to get sick so suddenly?"

Finally realizing what it was that the boy wanted to know, the librarian couldn't help but be awestruck by his insight. He had seen the class president have breathing difficulties and had set out to figure out not only the cause of his "illness," but also a cure. She was sure that few in his age group would be able to think that way. Connecting symptoms to illnesses and trying to find a cure was no idle train of thought. As things were, she had (thank goodness) heard about what happened to the child from other teachers, so she tried to explain it in simple enough terms so the boy could understand.

"It's not that he got sick just like that. Sometimes people are afraid of certain things. For example, they could be scared of needles, or really dark places. So when they come face to face with the object of their fear, their bodies stop listening to them." The librarian explained calmly, gauging the boy's reaction. "Do you know how we breathe?"
"We inhale air through our noses or mouths, which gets transported to the lungs, and then it spreads out all through our bodies. And then we get rid of the excess carbon dioxide with our mouths." The boy's answer came without pause. It was something he had read in a book and remembered well. He was such a lovely child, and the librarian excitedly began to explain "phobias" to him. She possessed the knowledge of common medical information, but this knowledge did not expand to medical morality, and she kindly described the details of phobias. As such, the boy had learned about Hyung-Oh's "illness" and his "symptoms." Thankfully, however, even the librarian was unaware of the exact cause of his symptoms, and a sliver of morality was achieved. Moreover, she was satisfied with the fact that she had been able to exert her influence as a teacher and show off her authority and knowledge in front of this precocious child.

Through all the commotions of the day, the boy had learned that people's illnesses weren't always due to physical discomfort or outside forces, and that if people were hurt mentally, that could also result in an illness. As a bonus, he had also found out that there was a big library downtown, with even more books than the school library. Content with how he had spent the day, he even tolerated Myeong-su's whining throughout the car ride back to the institute.

On the other hand, Hee Yeon's day had been a living hell. Her superiors had been a nightmare all day long, and on top of that, her phone had rung nonstop, with notifications piling on and on. She had grown tired of checking them all and had resorted to just throwing her phone inside her cabinet drawer. They were probably all from angry parents demanding this and that.

"Hee Yeon, let's go get a drink."

It was her friend, the teacher in charge of the fifth graders, offering to buy drinks as consolation. Hee Yeon readily agreed and got up to leave. Even if she couldn't get fully wasted, due to tomorrow's vacation ceremony, at least she could wash the bitterness down with some good old alcohol. Her worn out brown flats led her straight out of the school gates with no hesitation.

<The Early Dawn (1)> End

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

" Brother aren't you making it too hard for him?"
asked Maria, after Robin left the dining hall. 

" What are talking about Sis.? "
asked Peter back with a confused look. 

" You took about three months to finish those book. Now you are asking him to finish it in one month. Isn't it too much. "
said Maria. 

Hearing that Peter smiled and said, 

" What do you know? My master also gave me two month as deadline. And because of that I finished in three month. I have taught that kid how to read and write in NONAME. So I have to give him this deadline in order to develop him well. You won't understand it, because you don't have a disciple "

" Hehe...  Is that so?  I think I can get a disciple now. "
Said Maria while looking toward the library. 

Seeing that Peter said, 

" No Sis, you can't. As you know our Master has only me as disciple and I have only one Master, the same thing applies for him. We shouldn't break this custom that is going for about ten thousand years. That was what Master told me, when I said Iam gonna take in a disciple"

" Yaya... I know. Don't start."
grunted Maria. 

" And I gave him one month because I think he is more talented than me. When I taught him, how to read and write. He learned it all in less than six months. So I think he can finish ten thousand books in a month"
said Peter with pride of Master. 

Seeing that Maria grunted even more as she stood up and left the dining hall.

As for Robin, he has been reading the books with complete immersion in it. While thinking to himself, 

' I will finish this before one month. '

After about 15 days, Robin has only read about three thousand books. Seeing the Robin who was still reading the books with great interest, Maria who stood about 10 feet away from him said, 

" Wow...  He is faster than you. But still look at his daily routine, he eats he read he sleep he eats he read he sleep...  Doesn't he look like a puppet to you."

" Nope, he looks like a committed person to me."
said Peter who stood beside her. 

"Even though he has commitment, he can't finish seven thousand books in 15 days. " said Maria. She felt bad as Robin would be disappointed when the time comes. 

They having been standing there for about 10 minutes, but Robin didn't even look at them. He was totally into reading. 

This is not the first time. Every time they came to visit him in the last 15 days, it's the same. 

So both of them just left him be. 

But for Robin from the first day everytime he finishes reading a book, he felt like his reading skills are improving rapidly. So he continuously read, even when some books were repetitive. 

From the books Robin came to understand about the geographical location of the CELTIC. It isn't much different from what before Peter to him. But there was something different about the cultivation levels from what Peter has said. Peter just told him basic realms. But for every realm, they are further divided in to three levels- low level, mid level and high level. For example, Robin is now an 
Begginer Assassin-Low level. 
Then comes 
Begginer Assassin- mid level and 
Begginer Assassin- high level. 

Now he understands why it took seventy years for Peter to reach Grand Realm. But Robin doesn't know whether Peter is in Grand realm low level, mid level or high level.

But he knows the level difference from low level to high level is greater. 

And most important is longevity of life. A Begginer realm can live for hundred years. And it's gets doubled as your realm increases. 

' A Mystic realm can live for 3200 years'
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Robin reading speed didn't increase after reading two thousand books that is on the tenth day. For five days, he read one thousand books. But as he finished total of three thousand books. He felt like a new skill is unlocked within him. 

After that, his reading skill entered a new realm. His reading skill increased into fast reading.

Robin finished reading five thousand books in ten days. 
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25th day

There was only one thousand and eight hundred books left now. Since he read 200 books on his first night here.

Looking at the remaining books in the rack, Robin thought, 

' five days for thousand and eight hundred books, Will be easy pie. Hehe'

The reason for his happiness is because of a deal between him and Maria. On the 15 day of his assignment, Maria came to library at night and met him. She said with a beautiful voice in his ears,

" If you can finish reading these books in 30 days, I will show you, my dress color. "

And Robin knew what dress color she meant. So that has become his motivation for completing the assignment. 

As Robin was thinking about these things with a lewd smile on his face, he heard Peter's voice, 

" Robin, we are going out for a work  and will come after five days. The spirits will look after your foods."

Hearing that Robin looked up and saw both Peter and Maria have dress in formals. Peter wore a formal suit. 

 Maria is not wearing her usual maid outfit. She is wearing a blue long gown, it's a sleeveless one. 
Looking at that Robin gulped. Seeing that, Maria said with a smiling face, 

" It looks like you are going to win the deal. "

But she thought to herself, 
' I will just erase his memories of the deal. '

Peter asked, 

" What deal? "

Robin said, flushed. 

" Nothing Master....  Have a safe trip. "

Seeing that, Peter just said, 

" Okay, you take care. "

After they left Robin grinned to himself, 

' At last I will walk the path of reaching my harem. Hehe...  Even though you are in Ascending-mystic realm, I will take you into my harem'

Hahaha.... 

Then Robin closed the door of the library and sat down. But he didn't read the books. Instead he wanted to do something that he has been waiting for 20 days or to say for 5 years. 

It was about the artifact, Angel gave him. After he entered this world, he tried lot of times to call for the LIMITLESS ARTIFACT  but it didn't respond to him. But after reading the books he came to an understanding before 20 days. That artifact only react upon magic. And after only reaching Begginer Realm a person can produce magic. So that was the reason why the artifact didn't respond to him before. 

As for the reason why he didn't try it out, after knowing about this is because of Peter and Maria. Those guys will definitely find him using the artifact, Angel gave him. And he can't explain to them how he got the artifact. So he waited to be alone and try it out. 

' Now is the right time '

Then he tried to reach out to the LIMITLESS ARTIFACT, as felt the connection to the artifact, a black light enveloped him..... Robin can't feel a thing.... 
 He blanked out..... 


As the black light in the library disappeared, Robin couldn't be seen anywhere...... 



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This is about a guy, whose is a best assassin.

THE KING OF DARK. 
HE got pushed into an hellish fight to become The King. Will he attain the throne in this BATTLE ROYALE....


and his name is ROBIN JOKER

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