I am an idiot… No other explanation… JUST wanna die.
I was waiting for so long to improve my studying tier 1 ability and even postponed my experiment with using books from library in case upgrade can give some bonuses, but …
〖Remarkable Comprehension 1/3 (30)〗
I needed level 30 to upgrade it and not 25. Damn it all. I must have mistaken it with the speech ability. How the heck did I forget about it? It is so exasperating and worst of all, I could have checked it any time, but I was so self-assured that didn't even bother.
Thankfully nobody will ever know about my stupid mistake. And I myself will never write it in my biography. Never! 
For the next 10 minutes I was berating myself and thinking how stupid I am. However, I needed to focus on the task of picking useful abilities and thankfully there were some new abilities from magic skill trees and tier 2 abilities in old trees.
*15 minutes later*
『 Magic Theory 』
〖Better concentration 1/2 (45)〗
〖Increase in concentration during any use of magic. Helps in casting magic and focusing power.〗
『 Magic Gesturing 』
〖Less Gestures 1/2 (50)〗
〖It is easier to learn to use simple magic without using gestures. Spells you know well and studied for a long time can be used without gestures subconsciously.〗
I stopped on those 2 abilities, because they can increase my personal strength in an absolute way. New abilities from Speech, Alchemy, Herbology and other skills were incredible as well, but I was leveling slowly and no matter, what I needed first is to ensure my survival. That's why, whatever can increase my strength or help me in a dire situation is going to be a first pick. 
I left one skill point for a possible ability that will appear after Magic Channeling reaches level 15. 
I expect it to be great. Otherwise I will go for Magic Chanting ability.
After that, I checked time at Gryffindor common room. And yes, there was apparently clock there. I have no idea why I didn't notice it before.
It was 8pm. Just enough to experiment with 'using' library books before curfew.
While going to the library, I was counting how many books I finished during this period and apparently it was a big number. Thanks to fast reading, better comprehension and memory I could breeze through most of books, while still having a good level of comprehension.
Finally, I finished counting and the number was staggering 51 books. 
'Wow… Is that 51 skill raises I am seeing here. Hope system won't fuck me up by creating some stupid reason for not being able to use these books.'
While on my way on to library, I decide to check my saves and deleted second and third saves. The ones that I created right after appearing here. One of them was before answering Hagrid and the other one after a first level up. I did not need them now. 
I decided to delete them because my space for saves was close to null. Before deleting, I had only 2 free slots for saves. Having more save slots makes me feel safer, plus I do not want to make a mistake in the future and accidently overwrite an important save.
While doing all that I reached library and went for the books I've finished reading and the first one was about wand making. Just to have a returning point, in case books somehow charmed, I saved.
〖Save ⟳〗
First, I put a book into an inventory. Then I waited for a 5 or maybe 10 minutes. Nothing happened. Thank god, it's safe.
Then I focused on the taken book, to see options on how I can interact with. Thankfully, I could use it, so no problem there.
'Use'
『 Wand Making 19 ➔ 20 』
It worked! Oh my god, you woke a leveling beast here. Let the leveling spree begin. 
*30 minutes later*
'System show me my progress since entering a library, excluding first raise in wand making.'
[Affirmative. Collecting information… Modifying output… Compressing information… Done! Outputting…]
『 ➣ Skills progress: 
Magic Channeling 14 ➔ 21 | Magic Gesturing 15 ➔ 21 | 
Magic Chanting 15 ➔ 20 | Magic Theory 18 ➔ 30 | 
Herbology 20 ➔ 22 | Alchemy 20 ➔ 23 | Astronomy 19 ➔ 20 | 
Wand Making 20 ➔ 26 | Riding Expertise 18 ➔ 20 | 

➣ New Spells added to your spellbook:
Mending Charm | Smokescreen spell | Severing charm | 
Curse of the Bogies | Knockback Jinx | 
Wand-Lighting Charm | Un-Transfiguration Spell
➣ Level Up 』
'Wow, feels great!'
However, I did experience 2 unexpected things during 'Use' spree.
First, is that magical books apparently provide one skill and at first I thought it provides the skill that is mainly discussed in the book. Like magic book mainly discusses gestures of the wand than I will get increase in gesturing, but later I found out that it is not true. 
I was unable to read many books about magic channeling, because they are pretty scarce, or I was just unlucky in finding them. Anyway, I got an increase in it from books that barely even scratch that topic. Apparently, system gives a raise randomly out of 3 magic skills. 
However, that is not true for magic theory. Books that focus on magical theory give only magic theory skill. So far, at least.
Second surprise was that some magical books in place of skill raise provide a spell that was being discussed in the book in detail. For example, one book about transfiguration and how to cancel its effects gave me "Un-Transfiguration Spell".
Overall, I got 7 spells and 44 skill raises just in pathetic 30 minutes. That makes my previous 2 months of work look worthless. My feelings were mixed, indeed. 
Well, whatever. I am not sure about how many levels I got, because after receiving a notification about a level up, it stopped appearing.
Time to go to room and check new abilities and spend experience.
*An hour later*
『 Level 12 ➣ Not enough experience 』
『 Health ➣ Improvement : 0 』
『 Magicka ➣ Improvement : 7 ➔ 11 』
『 Stamina ➣ Improvement : 0 』
『 Number of skill points: 2 』
My level rose to 12, but that was not the most important thing here.
I double checked the new skills I got, because I still couldn't believe the prospects they bring. 
『 Magic Theory 』
〖Empowering〗
〖Great knowledge of theory allows you to make magic you wield increase or decrease in effect, masterfully controlling amount of magic you channel for it. Degree of change in the amount depends on Magic Theory level.〗
『 Magic Channeling 』
〖Concentration〗
〖You can change concentration of magic you channel to make you increase absolute power or slightly change properties(e.g. Concentrate a ray in an arrow). Degree of concentration depends on Magic Channeling level.〗
『 Magic Chanting 』
〖Less Chants 1/2 (50)〗
〖It is easier to learn to use simple magic without using chants. Spells you know well and studied for a long time can be used without chants subconsciously. If you mastered spell and can cast its chantless version, chanting such a spell will increase its power.〗
Using all that even small Incendio that used to light a fire can be used as a deadly ray of flame or flamethrower. Of course, the basis for that is to learn and master spells enough to start experimenting with casting them. 
Now I understand how in films people were casting spells differently in different moments. Spell 'Avada Kedavra' for example sometimes was used like a ray and others like an arrow or a bullet shot. This explains a lot. 
Plus, doing chantless and gesturless magic will be cool. Though I expect wandless magic won't come soon. After all, wands became such a popular instrument not without a reason.
And now that I got a ton of new spells, I can practice them and hopefully master some of them. 
Also, tomorrow will be a last day before a Halloween. Where the heck is that troll? In the film, troll attacked before the first Quidditch match and after dog discovery. I am waiting for so long. October nearly finished. I remember it should be after charms lesson with Levitation charm, but when it's going to be, no idea.
I am happy to have more time to prepare, but what if troll never appeared in book and it was just a film thing? I am a bit anxious. 
Ah, whatever. Today I saved twice, and I have only 2 slots again. I will remove save when I picked first abilities for now. You never know when you will need saves and in the moment of need, I might not have time to pick what to delete. So better have more slots. 
Or am I too careful…? Ah, whatever! Now to sleep.

Seems like the time has come for another party to begin. Let's hope this one will be a success. World - Potterian. Person - random.
***
Met truck-kun. Obviously died. Nobody survives after fateful meeting with him.
Afterwards, I was reborn in the different world with the system from my favorite game! However, there was a catch - I had negligible amount of knowledge about this universe. 
***
I open my eyes and see [You were caught during unauthorized entrance into a magic academy!] 
"Oh cmon... System, do you really need do this every time? Now... what will I do?" 
[Pick a race]
"..."

Qiao Zijin ran off angrily. With that, Qiao Nan laughed to herself, a cold glint in her eyes. She knew things would turn out like this.
"Happy Lunar New Year." On the day for enrollment, Qiao Nan handed in her school fees and arranged for the boys in her class to carry the books and distributed them to the students.
It used to be the Class Monitor's responsibility. But the Class Monitor seemed to have caught a cold and did not come today, The Class Monitor even arranged for someone to help to hand in the school fees. As a Vice Class Monitor, Qiao Nan would then have to help out.
"After receiving your books, flip them open and check through. If there's any problems please come over to me to make a note and exchange your books."
The students seldom need to exchange their books, but to be on the safe side, Qiao Nan still instructed them to check.
"Hmph, bullying people by flaunting one's powerful connections." Zhao Yu was furious when she saw how Qiao Nan directed people around on the podium.
Zhou Lei had gotten used to Zhao Yu who would act up once in a while. "During Lunar New Year this year, you must have eaten the aged vinegar."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Yu paused momentarily, she was slow to react.
"Sour." Zhou Lei wrinkled his nose in disdain. "But don't let the sourness drift towards me. I don't like sour stuff." With that, Zhou Lei paid attention to Zhao Yu no more, he focused on helping Qiao Nan to distribute the exercise books. 
"You are the one who is sour." Zhao Yu finally understood. If she still did not get the drift, how could she be the Chinese representative?
"For you." Zhu Baoguo placed a nicely wrapped box on Qiao Nan's table. A flower was tied on top of the box. 
"For me?" Qiao Nan arched her eyebrows. "Where have you been during the Lunar New Year, I didn't see you in the quad."
"I am not at the quad, I went overseas on holiday. Did you see the shoes that I am wearing now, they are the trendiest sports shoes overseas. They were pretty expensive as well." Zhu Baoguo lifted his leg to flaunt off his new shoes, letting Qiao Nan to have a close look.
"That's really trendy of you to spend the Lunar New Year overseas." For the older generations, not to mention in the 21st century, most families would choose to spend the Lunar New Year having reunion dinner at home. 
It was only the end of the 20th century now, the Zhu family was very open minded.
"This is my gift for you from overseas, open it and take a look to see if you like it. You can't get it here." Zhu Baoguo pushed the gift towards Qiao Nan. "I spent half a day choosing a gift for you. If your house has a phone, I could just make a call and ask your preferences, I can buy whatever that you preferred. Oh, it's such a headache to pick a gift."
It was supposed to be words of concern, but Zhu Baoguo made people feel uneasy with the way he put it across.
Qiao Nan who was used to the way people behaved in the 21st century, unwrapped the box that Zhu Baoguo gave her without hesitation.
While Qiao Nan was unwrapping the box, everyone in the class was waiting to see what was inside the box.
Why was Qiao Nan so lucky this year? First there was someone who gave her the revision notes, and now Zhu Baoguo gave her a present, and they heard that it was bought from overseas. What could be inside the box?
Qiao Nan was quick and familiar in unwrapping the box.
When she finally unwrapped the box and saw what was inside the box, she gave a small shout of surprise. "Walkman?" 
"There's more." Zhu Baoguo smiled. "I heard that your English is pretty good, but while I was overseas I overheard a lot of the people who said that the Chinese students are only good in written English, they do not place focus on conversational English. You can listen to the native speakers and practise your conversational English, you would definitely be able to speak good English in the future."
Other than the walkman, Zhu Baoguo also picked quite a lot of English cassettes for Qiao Nan. It seemed to come in a set and must have cost a bomb. 
Looking at the gift, Qiao Nan hesitated for a while. "I really need this, I won't refuse your good intentions, Zhu Baoguo, thank you." 
It was rare that Qiao Nan would be full of gratitude towards him. Zhu Baoguo shuddered and rubbed his elbows. "Don't, don't ever do that. I am used to your cynicism, I can't take it when you are nice to me."
Zhu Baoguo might have expressed his dislike, but his lips curled upwards to show that he was in fact very pleased.
"Scram, are your eyes okay? Do you have red eyes?" Zhou Lei who was finished with distributing the books had just sat down and saw Zhao Yu whose eyes turned red and scary. They were not red from crying, but glaringly red. Zhou Lei had such a bad fright that he almost jumped up. "I heard from my Dad that eyes infections are contagious. Zhao Yu, maybe you should consider applying for leave to go back home and have your Mom to take you to the doctor. It's only enrollment today and there aren't many classes. Don't frighten other students." 
"It's your eyes who are infected." Zhao Yu closed her dry eyes and tried to contain her jealousy.
Qiao Nan was just a lackey, no wonder she was so nice to Zhu Baoguo. Even though he was such a lousy student, she still mixed with him. So it turned out that she was sucking up to him, hoping to gain something out of it.
Zhu Baoguo must be blind as well, she was such a good lady, yet he befriended Qiao Nan instead of her.
Just you wait and see, Zhu Baoguo would definitely stand to lose if he kept on mixing with Qiao Nan. By then, Zhu Baoguo would finally realize who the good person was.
Zhu Baoguo had given her such expensive gifts. Qiao Nan dared not keep the books at home, let alone these walkman and cassettes. She would be a fool to bring them home.
Qiao Nan had a bitter smile on her face. She was finally done with keeping the newly distributed textbooks for the new year and the walkman and cassettes that Zhu Baoguo gave her at Zhai family residence.
To her, Qiao family residence did not seem like a house. It was in fact a den of thieves, a bandit's nest. If she put her things at the Qiao family residence, there would be the possibility of them being snatched away. 
Bearing this in mind, whenever Qiao Nan had anything of a considerable value, she would bring them a little by little to Zhai family residence.
Because of this, there would be a day in the future where Qiao Nan would become a member of the Zhai family. By then, she had no need to move her things at all.
When Qiao Nan reached home, she put down her school bag and went to look for Qiao Dongliang. "Where's Mom? Did anything happen?"
Today she had to go to school for enrollment, while Qiao Zijin went back to school yesterday.
"Nothing." Qiao Dongliang frowned.
"What about my sister's school fees?" Where did her mother get the money to pay for Qiao Zijin's school fees in two days' time?
Judging from Qiao Zijin's temper, if she did not have the money, she would not go to school.
"No idea, they probably borrowed the money." Qiao Dongliang was furious when he saw the mother and the daughter went through his room to search for money the day before yesterday. Even if he did not lament them, one could tell that he was boiling over with rage from the fact that he moved from the bigger room to the small study room and slept by himself.
"Where did Mom borrow the money from?" As soon as the words slipped out of her mouth, Qiao Nan regretted her words, she should not shoot off her mouth.
As long as it wasn't her father's money. it didn't matter where her mother borrowed it from.
"Don't bother about it." Qiao Dongliang said in anger. "Your Mom is way too unreliable, Nan Nan, you must remember to just ignore her."


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

The commotion of the new semester turned into a ruckus after a few days, which had then turned into chaos in the span of the first month. That is to say, nothing had changed at all during this entire month. Being in charge of first graders on her third year as a teacher proved to be a challenge for Hee Yeon Kim, but for reasons she could only describe as &quot;complicated,&quot; she had been forced into this difficult task. To say that her experience was lacking was a gross understatement, and it was near impossible for her to manage the ruckus that the first graders were creating. As such, it became somewhat of a routine for the teachers of adjacent classrooms to intervene and suppress(?)* the children of Class 1-3. Perhaps it was thanks to that, or perhaps the children had simply grown accustomed to school after a month, but they had reached the point where they would calm down just enough for class to start. Hee Yeon had to settle for that. Nonetheless, as soon as breaktime started, the children would resume their chaotic commotion, filling the halls with their voices as Hee Yeon sat next to the window, her head in her hands in an attempt to withstand it all.

'If only they had gym class all morning long…'

But if that were the case, then she would have to be on guard, looking out for potential injuries, which would then cause even more of a psychological strain on her. In her current state of mind, however, she wished for nothing more than to escape from all the noise. When she looked up towards the classroom again, she realized that she had to say something.
&quot;Jihoon, you can't stand on the desk. You'll get hurt!&quot; She warned in her strictest tone. &quot;Heejin, don't get so close to the window! Get down from there! There, in the back! Stop running! What if you fall over?!&quot;
Even in the midst of all the chaos, she couldn't help but notice one of her students sitting quietly, in the middle of the row next to the windows. He had become the talk of the school due to his good looks, and he was the one exception in this classroom of constant cacophony. The boy was always reading. He mainly read textbooks, but sometimes would bring in children's tales from somewhere and read those. During class he would always look at her with bright eyes, listening so intently to what she said that she felt almost awkward under the pressure, but it was thanks to him that she felt proud and satisfied to be a teacher. After all, there wasn't a teacher alive who disliked diligent students.

The boy paid no mind to his teacher's rather open observation of him and just kept on reading. He was quite happy with his current lifestyle. The classes taught him new things every day, satisfying his intellectual curiosity, and every day, the knowledge he gained from his textbooks surprised him. Reading and reaching an understanding of the material in the textbooks, regardless of the curriculum, filled the boy with an almost euphoric kind of joy. This was especially true for afterschool math class, which made him feel jittery. He derived an immense sort of satisfaction with every problem he solved correctly, and as his knowledge increased, he almost felt as if he could organize his thoughts concerning his confusing circumstances.

Just as the boy was about to immerse himself in the joy of studying, someone tapped his shoulders. When he turned around, he saw that it was Jihoon. Though only a month had passed since the start of the new semester, Jihoon already stood out from the rest of the class. To put it nicely, he was a very lively child, but in reality, he was closer to a menace. He could not bring himself to sit quietly during lessons, sprinting out of the classroom to go to the restroom (and if the teacher chased after him, he would always run away with a huge smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a game of tag), and during break time, he would jump from desk to desk, like an action maniac who delighted in the thrill and excitement of dangerous activities. He was also very creative, always coming up with new ways to make the girl who sat next to him cry. All this caused the other kids to practically line up to join Jihoon in his &quot;games,&quot; and he had become infamous within the parents' SNS chatrooms. However, being the only son of a prominent family, no one could really touch him, only increasing the frustration of the victims'(?) parents and homeroom teacher.
This same Jihoon had just approached the boy, apparently nominating(?) him as the next victim, but the boy simply looked at him wide-eyed as if he didn't know what was happening. Jihoon had his back to the group of students who followed him and looked down at him. &quot;They say you look like a plaster cast,&quot; he declared arrogantly. What did that even mean? &quot;My mom saw my sister's drawing and she said it looked like you. That's what a plaster cast is. You're plaster.&quot;

The boy went blank at Jihoon's words, confused at the utter lack of context.

Jihoon was actually referring to a bit of a hot topic among parents for a brief period of time. During the entrance ceremony, the parents had discussed the boy's outstanding looks, and someone had mentioned that he looked &quot;statuesque.&quot; Following this comment, the parents of a student preparing for art school had brought up &quot;Julian,&quot; one of the plaster cast busts used as a drawing model. Of course, parents quickly fell into a typical SNS conversation, adding that their own children were just as pretty, or whose children had better looks, but it appeared that their talks of plaster casts had reached Jihoon's ears. However, being completely unaware of this whole situation, the boy sat there dumbfounded.

&quot;He's plaster face now.&quot; Said Jihoon again, almost triumphantly. At these short, nonsensical words, the students began to clap and laugh uncontrollably. Perhaps the boy's blank expression and reaction had somehow struck them as funny. Following this relatively small incident, the boy had gained the nickname &quot;plaster face,&quot; and when Myeong-su, who was in the classroom next door, found out about this, it became his nickname at the institute as well. When the teacher heard of this, she thought it was rather cute, but she was also concerned that the boy's feelings were hurt by the nickname. It wasn't uncommon for children to feel upset at nicknames they did not like and lose their spirits.

However, the boy paid no mind to it, partly because he wasn't sure whether &quot;plaster face&quot; had enough of a negative connotation to feel upset over it, and partly because he thought it was better than what they had called him back at the peasant town. They had taken to calling him &quot;scrofa**&quot; due to the fact that he scavenged in the forest all day, or just &quot;boar.&quot; Rather than being compared to a pig, covered in mud and oinking all around the place, he preferred being compared to plaster.

****

With the approach of summer, the weather had reached the point where the impatient few had already begun to wear short sleeves outside. Volunteer workers still visited the institute every so often, now that the tough weeds sprouting through the lawn of the yard had grown enough to injure to the children. Though they were promptly eradicated by the volunteers, the teachers still had to warn the children to not go into the grass.

&quot;We'll be off!&quot;

The elementary schoolers shouted out as they got off the institute's van, cheerfully waving to the teacher sitting in the driver's seat. Among the children walking to the gates of the elementary school were the two first graders, Myeong-su and the boy, one third grader, one fifth grader, and two sixth graders. The sixth graders were very composed within and without the boundaries of the institute, and the third and fifth graders followed their every step. True to his status as a carefree, energetic first grader, however, Myeong-su ran into the school grounds, dragging the boy by the hand. The older children did nothing to stop them. Rather, they looked wholly uninterested, their steps seemingly much heavier than those of other students. But Myeong-su was too excited to pay attention to such things, and he just kept on running with the boy, who ran along like a leashed puppy. Though it looked like the boy was forcing himself to go along with Myeong-su, he was actually having just as much fun. He had recently discovered the existence of the school library and was ecstatic at the thought of feasting upon the mighty(?) collections of books within. The fact that all the children from the institute took the van to get to school meant that the boy always arrived before his classmates. Once in the classroom, he left his bag at his seat and headed straight to the library.

&quot;You're first again.&quot; The librarian had just started to open the library, and the boy greeted her, a gleeful smile on his face. &quot;You can go right ahead.&quot;

Having been granted permission, the boy bowed once again to the librarian, who was making her way towards her desk, and ran into the library. The musty scent of the books that had collected overnight filled his nose, and it almost felt sweet to him. He chose three books to read for that day, all relatively thin. His knowledge and comprehension were still not advanced enough for him tackle thicker books, causing him to always reach for the thinner books, meant for the younger students, without caring for their content. Such books mainly came out in series, so he had made it a habit to just go through the books series by series. Though the boy might have been unaware, children's books were not necessarily limited to just biographies and fairy tales, but also included illustrated classical literature and economics, which were enough to satisfy the boy's thirst for knowledge. Thanks to this, he had been able to catch up on his past seven years of no education and quickly learned about the systems of this world, as well as the social environment he was in.

He was also able to fully concentrate on books because they provided an escape from all the sadness and despair that came from being thrown into a completely new society and lifestyle. Or rather, he had no choice but to fully concentrate on books. His memories of the past still haunted him, no matter how much time passed.

****

Once the teachers' morning meeting ended, Hee Yeon went back into her classroom. Her students, who once seemed like water in hot oil, now felt like powder filling up a lidless blender. Though she had no way of knowing when the blender would turn on and scatter the powder everywhere, things were under control as long as she kept a watchful eye on the switch.
Because classes had not started yet, the switch seemed to be half pressed already, though the students attempted, if only a little, to quiet down when the teacher had walked in. Only Jihoon, apparently still in hot oil rather than the blender, spoke loudly to his friend, while the rest of the students remained in their seats and murmured to each other. The children had no way of knowing that their collective murmurs let to a very loud ruckus. Only one student, called 'plaster face' by the other kids even though he looked more like a 'Julian,' paid no mind to the noise and silently read his book. After almost a full semester of knowing him, Hee Yeon thought that he was possibly in the school's top ranks when it came to concentration and attitude towards learning, and though he hadn't stood out that much at the beginning of the semester, he had started to show great improvement in writing composition and math. When the teacher in charge of the afterschool classes spoke to her about the boy, complimenting him greatly in his skills, Hee Yeon's expectations of him had grown even more. Looking at him now, reading his book, it was hard to imagine that he was from an institute.

Just then, the bell rang out, signaling the start of classes.
&quot;Well then!&quot; Announced Hee Yeon. &quot;We'll begin class. Do you know what's for first period?&quot;
&quot;Family learning!&quot;

Hee Yeon smiled despite herself. The students seemed like small birds all singing together. Then she met eyes with 'Julian.' Though she was unsure when it had started, she definitely felt that family learning classes drained her the most, especially when looking at those eyes, filled with such sorrow. The teacher of three years couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt whenever she met those eyes, and she didn't even know why.

&lt;The New Semester (1)&gt; End

*(?) – this is often used when the word used before it conveys the connotation the author wants, but is not fully accurate. For example, teachers likely helped calm the kids down and maybe reprimand them, but they didn't actually physically suppress the students.
**scrofa – from Latin &quot;scrofa,&quot; it literally means &quot;sow.&quot; Typically used to refer to female pigs used for breeding.

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?

//Bia found herself face to face with a towering, imposing man in the Dragon Palace's hall. He had handsome features, fiery dark red hair, and golden eyes. This was the man who ruled over an entire realm. Yet for some reason, she was unable to really kowtow to him. She didn't even kowtow to the Jade Emperor, and only used basic honorifics with Yama. Moreover, this was a new Emperor, and he was only a bit older than her. And she was here as an honourable advisor! 

Stiffly, she presented the Jade token. "Emperor Asden, I am Bia. I've come on orders from Nov-The Jade Emperor." The man's golden eyes narrowed, and he glared at her intently, but he didn't make things too difficult for her. He had experienced no end of hardships since he ascended the throne, and even before he ascended too. He had heard that this time, the person who came was a trusted old time friend of the Jade Emperor, and even King Yama had to be polite to her. He had peered at her files and found her nothing special, but anyway, she was here to help him. As an immortal, she couldn't possibly have anything to do with the warring clans in this realm and make the terrible situation any worse. Thus, he decided to test her first.  

He ignored her use of only basic honorifics and looked her up and down. She was indeed a stunning woman, a seductress like her files described her to be. However, he was Asden! How would he care for any woman? Right now, his heart was overfilling with ambition and hatred for his enemies. Though, she did not seem to care to seduce him. That was good. There was no shortage of women who threw themselves at him and they were swiftly disposed of in annoyance. However, that bright light emanating from her and her noble, polished air was telling. It would be difficult for her to blend in here. 

"Mask her." He said. The doors of the hall opened and maids swarmed Bia, bringing her out of the room. She followed in confusion. Before she knew it, she was naked, soaked in a bath, and then laid out on a comfortable bed. "Please rest assured, Advisor Claudine. This is only a temporary seal that will mask your immortal aura and make you seem more like a demon. It does not restrict your powers." The maids explained. Advisor Claudine? Oh, right. She had chosen that fake name for herself.  

Reaching into a nice smelling bucket, she could vaguely see them tattooing something on her body. It was hot and tingled a little but was not unpleasant. Since it was temporary and could be taken off after her mission, she didn't kick up any fuss. When they were done, they held up a mirror to let her see their handiwork. A graceful dragon snaked across the side of her abdomen and up her back in a faint purple shadow. It was beautiful. She could feel her aura was gone on the surface, but she knew it was still there. Instead, was an overpowering equivalence of mana. This was probably that stiff Asden's way of looking out for her. With this, obviously no one would be able to tell she was an immortal and single her out for meddling in the court, but they had no idea which clan she could be from.  

The maids helped her dress, do up her hair and makeup and presented her in front of Asden again. He nodded in approval. "Very good. The aura is gone now." He said. Then he turned to Bia. "Come with me." He said curtly before going off. She followed after him. "Oh, and quit floating. Demons don't do that here. We walk and run." He reminded. She put her feet down on the ground reluctantly, silencing her footsteps.  

He brought her into what looked like a huge study and stood in front of a podium. As he rattled off the list of names, the podium glowed and books and files came flying out of the shelves and stacked up in neat piles around him. From the sounds of it, they were history books, war books, language books, arts, accounts and whatever else. They formed terrifyingly huge piles in front of her. "Read these. I expect you to educate yourself on matters of the Demon Realm before you are qualified to advise me." He said, then left. 

Bia stared at the books with a feeling of desolation. Usually, she enjoyed reading and learning, but wasn't this a bit too much? Still, there was nothing she could do. The Dragon Palace treated her well. She was given large rooms and a personal study, as well as some maids, but she was used to the custom of not letting handmaidens do manual labour in Utopia. Why do so when they can command things easily?  

Thus, anyone passing by would see Bia walking to her rooms with piles of books following obediently behind her. The people in the Demon Realm were unused to using magic for such trivial things and usually reserved them for war spells or catastrophes and used a lot of brute force or their clan's specialties. However, the clueless servants knew this woman with questionable background who appeared suddenly and could be the advisor to the woman hating Emperor was not ordinary. Thus, they did not question it. 

On the other hand, the handmaidens who bathed and painted her earlier were newly picked out maids who were sent to serve her and knew she was an immortal. They simply carried out their normal tasks and served her while she was nearly buried in the books. Bia knew she wasn't too familiar with even the official language of Maou, let alone the many languages of various clans and provinces, due to her rarely coming here for business.  

Therefore, she made sure to also diligently study the languages and made each maid speak to her in a different language. The maids picked out by the dragon palace weren't ordinary and could certainly at least speak the language of several provinces each. They would rotate and speak one for a few days, then another for a few days. The other unrelated servants hearing them pass by and speak in a gaggle of near a dozen different languages to her every time they passed by couldn't help but feel lightheaded, but Bia was indifferent. A lot of the times, most of the maids couldn't even understand each other speaking! Thankfully, there were allowed to speak to each other in whatever language they wished to aid their productivity. 

After years of learning mortal languages all over Gaia, forgotten, ancient and new, Bia had some inkling of how languages worked. Good thing Maou was pretty civilised and used words. If they used growls or snarls, she would have no idea what they were saying even if you gave her a thousand years. Bia was valued by Nova for a reason. Despite being an emissary with okay skills, her standout qualities were her beauty, seduction abilities and intellect. She learnt at an alarming rate. It felt like nothing was her match. 

To her, reading long books about the founding and wars of Maou was like reading a fiction story. Reading accounts and budgets made the gears in her head turn about why this and that came about and how to improve certain aspects. Reading profiles made her understand the characters of people around the Emperor. All day long, Bia could be seen lounging in this position or that in her rooms, with books and papers strewn around her suspended in the air.

Correct a few things that were missing from the previous chapter on the second thesis.

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Harry looked more carefully around when ...

System initialized! 0% 3% 20% 50% 80% 100%.

Welcome, Mr. Harry, to the player system.

What? This is Elisa's voice!

Harry jumped with emotion at the voice he was so accustomed to hearing. This was the voice of artificial intelligence that he created, which was the result of many years of research and hard work.

Elisa, is that you? Harry asked with emotion in his voice, it was very good to hear a voice known in this unknown world, even if it was only artificial intelligence.

Yes, Dr. Harry, it's me!

Elisa, can you explain what's going on?

Of course! Dr. Harry, regarding the latest data I've collected and the data I have now, all of this is thanks to the unknown crystal.

The crystal? Thanks to him? And what is this play system? Is it not that the name was given to the game system I created?

Yes! Exactly!

In the last moments, the crystal used all its energy and copied all data of the game and recreated everything and made it come true, after doing this, the crystal transferred everything to dr. Harry. Soon after, he made you reincarnate in this world of magic. In fact, there are many worlds and universes with magic, but even with the power of the crystal, what he did to change reality and turn him into a video game character, the crystal only had the energy to send him into this magical world closer. That's what I can deduce!

Oh! So it is so. "It seems that the origins of this crystal are incredible."

Elisa, then I became a character in a game?

Exactly! You have the same game system, but some things were changed, like the magic system, it was different, it was like the reality of this world. The rest were minor changes you only discovered when you level up.

So, can you show me my status?

Of course!

Soon a screen appeared in front of Harry's eyes.

Level 1 Name: Harry /  Class: Apprentice Wizard  / subclass: none

Mana 20/20 Magic Force 2

Strength: 8
Resistance: 5
Speed ​​6
Intelligence: 18
Understanding: 5
Spirit: 7

Attribute points: 5

Talents:

none

Level 1 Spells:

none

Level 1 Magic skills:

none


Inventory

Inside the inventory were two chests.

(Magic Beginner's Chest)

(Chest of random magic skills)

Harry opened the two quickly.

Magician's Ring Beginner, a magic cloak, 100 gold coins.


The second chest.

As soon as Harry opened it, a name flashed right in front of the chest!

(Identification)

He quickly learned the skill.

Magic ability: (level 1 identification). Identify items, skills, herbs, and various other things. The item information obtained will depend on the skill level.

A useful skill.

He picked up the newly won items and tested the skill.

Ring Wizard Mage: A ring for anyone who is stirring in magic. Increases mana regeneration by 2 points and adds 20 mana points.

Magic Cloak: Increases magical endurance by 5% decreases magic damage to level 3 by 10%.

Are not these items simply amazing? Mainly the ring of the wizard mage that increases its magical regeneration to 2 points per second.

It's base regeneration is 0.1 mana every 10 seconds.

What if it was an advanced ring? He did not even want to imagine.

What should I do now?

He was contemplating his options.

He decided to study some magical theories in the end.

Harry quickly left his room and headed for the library, there were few people in the library. He went straight to the magic theory book session.

What is it to be a magician?

The secrets of runes.

Path to compression.

The story of the mediocre who has become a genius!

Going through several books, he soon discovered several subjects about magic, from the advanced to the beginner. Glory's academy is really vast, its collection of books is vast, it is not anyone who can have access to so many books, nor do the innumerable clans have so much knowledge. It really is a huge advantage to enter the gym. Harry thought.

After reading some books, Harry learned a few things about magic.

Unlike a wizard to a warrior, it was that a magician possessed a magical sense, whereas the warrior could only accumulate mana and strengthen his body using it. but he could not study the mana without the magical sense.

The magical sense is the magical perception of a magician. Ordinary people do not understand mana, but when an ordinary person awakens by becoming a wizard, it also awakens their magical sense and can use it to perceive mana and study it to gain knowledge. Using the acquired knowledge, they can control the mana to use spells and magical abilities.

There were several ways to cast spells. In order to cast a spell, you would have to use the mana and turn it using your magical veins and your knowledge about the mana, finally speak the name of the spell.

There was also the level of the magician who was divided into apprentice, beginner, intermediate, advanced, specialist and master and each kingdom was divided into three levels

To be able to pass the level, it was necessary to reach a certain level of compression on the magic and state of the body. You would absorb the mana and undergo an evolution in your body.

There were also spells that needed runes to be used, a mage would design the runes using mana in the air which was very difficult since you would have to turn your mana dense enough to draw it and also needed a lot of control over the mana. The masters in Runas were also used in various other things, but Harry decided not to go deep into other matters now, his main focus is on simple spells.

The mage's talent was divided into 2 areas.

The first was the compression if a magician had a high compression he could learn spells with quick ease, and the greater his understanding, the further you could go since the spells would be harder and harder.

The second was his talent for mana. A person with great compatibility with mana had an easier time absorbing mana from nature to increase his reserve and have a quick magical regeneration, which could increase his rank of magician faster and many other things.

Therefore, there were many people who even have a magical sense would still choose to be a warrior. Not all were born with inscribable talents in these two aspects.

"Congratulations on unlocking achievements!"

Complete conquest! "Scholar" Read books on magic. Reward: (Photographic Memory).

He was surprised by the sudden information.

Elisa, can you explain?

Dr. Harry, The system has achievements that are unlocked by completing a few acts. As mentioned, you have just unlocked this new area of ​​the system. If you want more information, access the area chains of conquest.

Hum... So that's it, Harry accessed the system and saw a new tab with the name "achievements" that Elisa had said.

Achievements unlocked there was only one that was "studious" that he just unlocked. Beside it was a new option called chain of achievements.

In this option showed the next levels of achievement, for example the scholarly conquest had one more level called "Book Addict".

Addicted to books: Read 1000 books and evolve your photographic memory talent to perfect memory. Books read 0 / 1.000

Very interesting, but it's a shame I can not see how to complete the achievements, but that's enough.

After learning a few more things, he decided to go to a spell class, he also learned the theory about mana control while reading the book called "The Magic Veins Introduction!"

Harry lived his life as a great scientist, acclaimed as a genius, found himself in despair to see his son unable to move his own body. He tried to create a virtual world for his son to escape from this prison, using an unknown crystal of unlimited energy. But something unexpected happens in the creation of the virtual world.


What happened? Will he be able to save her 
beloved son?


Please have patience, use google translator to write this story!

This holiday I finally decided to go on a much needed vacation with Sherry. My destination was France. It was close by and had many beautiful sites and beaches. I decided the best way to travel for me without any complicated process was flying using my animagus which would be a fun flight too. So next week a falcon took off from my house and flew towards south. Its destination France.

I reached Paris in only one hour. The flight over the sea and many farm lands was fun and the sights were magnificent. The feeling I got while perching on the top of the Eiffel tower and looking down at the beautiful city of Paris was amazing. My first stop was Gringotts to take control of my mother's vault. The process was quick. All it needed was a drop of blood to verify the relation. There was no account manager. The vault did not contain any items just money. The total was 15,460G. Even with all these years of usage the vault still had this much money left in it. I decided to keep the vault open as it may come handy in the future. I exchanged some Francs from Gringotts for my expenses during the trip and left to find a place to stay. 

I booked a room in a good hotel in Paris for my stay. I was now tall enough to be mistaken for an adult and all I needed to do was apply some glamour charms on my face to fool the Hotel receptionist into believing that I was an adult. I decided to keep the adult appearance for the whole trip as it would avoid a lot of trouble for me during the trip. I visited the various museums and art galleries in France during my stay there. In my past life I always dreamed about going on a overseas trip to other countries, seeing the different beautiful sights and trying out their cuisine. So I was fulfilling my dreams during this trip and this made the trip a whole lot fun for me. I also bought a new wardrobe while going around the city as I found the clothes here much more fashionable. 

The magical part of France was beautiful but essentially not much different from Britain. The equivalent of Diagon Alley in France looked much posher and welcoming than the run down shops of Diagon Alley. The sad thing was that the things sold were the same just in a different language. There were same restrictive laws here as in Britain. I spent a week in Paris enjoying the cities sites and cuisine with a disguised Sherry. The Eiffel tower and the various palaces were fascinating to visit.
I also used my time here in Paris to collect mastery books on Alchemy since France was famous for its Alchemy knowledge due to the Flamels living here.

I did not even consider visiting the Flamels and asking them to teach me Alchemy because I did not know what kind of people they were. The Flamels made the Philosopher's stone which produced Elixir of life. They were the only ones to have succeeded making one and I did not even know how to even go about trying to make one. But from what I know, Alchemy followed the law of equivalent exchange. It was followed in all the metal transmutations I have done till now. So for the creation of philosopher's stone, the Flamel's must have sacrificed either lives of human beings, plants or animals. Since I did not know the method, I could not know for sure. So staying away from them was better. They had helped out during the Grindelwald war so they could be good people but I did not know for sure.

After Paris, I travelled around various beaches in France. The Falken family had a summer resort here but since I have not reached majority, I cannot find its location. I just relaxed and enjoyed myself in all the famous tourist beaches. There was no chance of me being sun burned due to magic so I spent most of my time outside. I spent another two week visiting all the different beautiful beaches, trying out all the water sports and relaxing. It was a much needed rest for me as I had not spent much time relaxing and having fun ever since I reincarnated into this world.

Before leaving for London, I decided to check out the Knockturn Alley equivalent of France too which to my surprise was not a gloomy and dark place. It was same as the other Alley just filled with dark wizards. I had not yet started my research on Dark Magic due to the hectic schedule I had for the past year but since my NEWT studies was over, I decided that I was not in much rush anymore and spend some of my time this year on Dark Arts research.

Since I did not own any books on Dark Arts, I decided to buy some from France first and then check out the ones in England after returning. I only spent a single day going through a lot of books and buying whichever I found interesting. By the end of the day, I was owner of books on Blood Magic, Ritual Magic, Soul Magic, Dark Potions and Dark Curses. I even avoided touching these books directly because they felt dangerous and some may have deadly curses on them. I used Dragon hide gloves just to go through them and see if the book was real. I also found a couple of books on battle magic which I readily bought. The books were costly and all together I spent 3000G on books that day.

After a long and relaxing stay in France, I was back in London. The overseas trip was still only for 3 weeks. I made it short because I wanted to check up on the Boy-Who-Lived before he joined Hogwarts. I wanted it to be longer trip next year, so I was going to choose a much bigger country as destination.

After reaching England, I went shopping at Diagon Alley. My Hogwarts letter for 4th year had already arrived so I had some shopping to do. I also used the visit to buy an OWL, as my friends were bothering me to buy one so that we could send letters to each other during the holidays. It was a strong and powerful male Eagle Owl. I named it Casper. I told Sherry to take all my stuff including Casper to the house while I went to Knockturn Alley and bought some more books on Dark Arts. I was disappointed on not finding anything unique books and in the end I only bought a couple of new books.

Now that my work for the Holidays was over, I decided to check up on the Chosen Boy and make my decision on whether I should help him or leave him to the wolves.

Disclaimer - I do not own the characters and the plot of the Harry Potter Universe.

A guy from our universe gets reborn into the Harry Potter universe. Read to find out how he takes advantage of his prophetic knowledge and lives his new life.

Alternate Universe so avoid reading if you like your canon characters and don't want to see theit evil side.

P.S. This is my first time writing a novel/fanfic.

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Sitting by the pond at the center of the library, Dyon immediately began pouring through the books Libro helped him get. Although Dyon's memory was never photographic, he was still proud of it. If he, at any point, understood a topic, it would be unlikely that he would forget it. But, this was taken to an all new level with the speed reading technique. 
By using the Sapientia family's technique, Dyon was able to understand the will of the books he wanted to read without even opening the cover. This essentially led to an even deeper understanding than he could have gained by normal methods. As such, the things he learned were engraved into his brain. As long as he put them to practice, he would never lose this knowledge. 
If he could gain a cultivation method, his capacity to use the technique would increase. He may even be able to speed read multiple high-level books at a time. 
Dyon was in awe of the knowledge he was gaining. Array Alchemy allowed a myriad of things, from setting up protection and slaughter arrays to grafting together simple plants to form more complex ones. Even just one aspect led to infinite possibilities. For example, scientifically speaking, grafting meant using special means to splice the DNA of various plants together to form a new plant sharing the properties of the grafted DNA, or even creating all new properties not shared by any of the plants used to create it. By using the martial world's methods, the new plant would even be available immediately without the growth wait time. 
'No wonder why no one wants to join this faction. The complexity is without bounds. Theoretically, there's an infinite amount of knowledge to gain, which means any regular student would never feel like they made any real progress.'
But this only made Dyon smile. Dyon estimated that in just 2 days, he'd have the common plant knowledge equivalent to that of the top array alchemy expert of Focus Academy. 
There was something that made Dyon even more excited, though. He technically might not need to read the books on the highest levels of the library. If he used his knowledge of plant biology in combination with his knowledge of the function of the common plants, he may be able to guess the results of grafting certain plants in certain ratios with high accuracy.  
'This must be hard to do for other Array Alchemists because they don't have the human world knowledge that I have.' 
This thought gave Dyon a new level of understanding. 
'Delia didn't not recognize the storage bands I have on because her world doesn't have the means to make them. She didn't recognize them because her world has other means to create the same effects, so they don't need commoner storage bands.' 
One of the basic books of the martial world that Dyon read about gave an overview of the storage devices in the martial world. While human devices utilized preservation and miniaturization technology, the martial world used special gems that consolidated infinitesimally small amounts of dimension and time will to recreate the same effects. Dyon accessed the objects he stored through a screen, while Mayumi could pull out his bow and arrow just by touching the gem and using his will. 
This was an important epiphany for Dyon for many reasons. For one, this steeled his resolve to not underestimate those of the martial world. They weren't technologically inferior, they just had no need to advance in fields that they could use their own theories to replace. Secondly, this meant Dyon might be able to gain an advantage if he combined his commoner education with their knowledge. Him not necessarily needing to read higher level theory books on plants might just be the first instance of this. 
Before Dyon even noticed, 2 days had passed by before he finished speed reading the hundreds of books on common plants. This was when Dyon noticed a problem with his speed reading method. 
'I have all of this knowledge, but it isn't organized. It's almost like if I want to recall something, I have to close my eyes and "re-read" the hundreds of volumes I just went through to find the answer. This isn't good. The knowledge I've gained is useless like this.'
Frustrated, Dyon carried the books back to the wooden desk in sets of ten. 
'What a waste of 2 days. I'm tired as all hell and I smell horrible.'
Dyon had long since taken off his previously unbuttoned dress shirt and switched his rolled-up jeans for a pair of grey sweats, but he still felt uncomfortable. 
Dyon looked up as the monitor flickered, "you seem tired," Libro pinched his nose, "I can almost smell you from here. Go rest. I'll let you take the books on array theory with you."
Dyon flicked his wrist, too tired to answer. He created a new folder called 'array theory', and slotted the other set of hundreds of books into his storage bands. 
"What an interesting device. Doesn't seem very efficient though," Libro snickered. 
"Yea, yea, yea. I'm sure you know what problems I'm having; do you have a solution?"
"In terms of your need for rest and showers, those won't be resolved until you reach a higher cultivation level. Your brain's capacity is still too weak to go without rest. In terms of the speed reading technique, I'm sure a genius like you will figure it out," Libro smiled deviously. 
'I can't just give him all the answers, this is my family's secret technique after all. If I wasn't crystal glasses level, I'd be afraid of being killed for even thinking of giving him this technique. My only saving grace is that I didn't give him the full technique.'
Dyon sighed, "fine, I guess. Thank for your help, this would probably have been a lot harder without you". 
Libro was a bit surprised by Dyon's sincere thanks, but he took it in stride as he watched Dyon sluggishly head towards his dorm room. 
**
On the top floor of the center pillar, the family heads met in a spacious office. 
Reminiscent of the ceremony hall, the room was filled with somber light. A fire place raged off to the right, flickering soft embers that lit the dark room. Drapes of maroon covered the large windows, resonating with the dark wood floor. A large desk partially hid Patia-Neva's figure as he faced away from the other family heads and towards the covered windows. 
The other family heads sat on black couches surrounding the fire place, letting silence reign the room. 
Kami was the first to speak, fury coating his words, "I won't let this stand. My boy still hasn't recovered. Disregarding the pain he's been in, the expense of the medicine needed to ensure these wounds would have no impact on his future is astronomical." 
"Don't act rashly Kami. If your boy hadn't tried to kill the commoner, he would have never suffered," Patia-Neva's voice was understanding but firm. He couldn't allow Kami's hate to fester. 
"I don't care. Since when has the Kami family ever needed permission to kill? He'll pay for this humiliation".
Duco spoke, "don't forget why he gained the quota to perform in the first place Kami. The boy may be mediocre here, but he is of great value to the commoners. If they learn of him being killed, and especially so soon after coming to us, it will start a war."
"Duco is right, we have other issues to deal with. Warring with the commoners is not something we can afford, and it seems like the boy knows this. Plus, considering the dangerous missions Focus Academy's students undergo from the 4th grade onwards, he might just die naturally," Bai spoke out in agreement. 
Sapientia's light laughter filled the room in hopes of cutting through the tension, "from what I can garner, this boy might not continue to be mediocre for long," he said in reply to Duco's comment, "I see that our resident Librarian has already taken a liking to him."
"What?!" 
Kami's anger spiked. The importance of the library to this school couldn't be understated. If Dyon somehow managed to get Libro to his side as a mentor or friend, his progress would be much faster.  
"Not to worry Kami, Libro wouldn't break the rules of the academy… Although, it seems that Patia-Neva's daughter gave the boy access to the first 600 levels for a few hours," Delia's father stiffened at these words.
Kami sighed in relief. No one could do anything with just a few hours, even with access to 600 levels. 
"Eh, I wouldn't be too relieved if I were you. It seems like one of the techniques he learned was my clan's speed reading technique."
"Learned? Don't play with us Sapientia. You just said he only had a few hours, what do you mean learned. And such a high level technique at that?" Storm said, breaking his silence. 
Sapientia sighed, "It seems he has quite some affinity for my clan's techniques."
Kami's fists tightened. 
In reality, it seemed odd for experts of their stature to be so concerned with a boy. Their surprise had been minimized when they remembered their background check on Dyon. When it came to how powerful his music will was, it was explained away by considering how long he had played the piano for; so, his feats were less impressive than they seemed to be. But, they felt he might become a threat in the future. The worst part was that they didn't have the time or means to deal with him now. And plus, aside from the looming threat of war with the commoners, it was taboo for the older generation to mingle in the affairs of the younger. 
Patia-Neva's voice rang out, "the larger school alliances are putting too much pressure on us. We may have many promising geniuses in this generation, but past years have only had maybe two or three. If we want this school to survive, and thereby secure the future of our families, we shouldn't be ostracizing geniuses. The boy is intelligent. It wouldn't be difficult for him to find out that there would be other schools willing to recruit him. We are lucky that he fell within our Focus district. I suggest we move away from a plan to stifle him ourselves. The students of this school will be more than enough to do that. That way, if he succeeds despite that, we have a genius. If he fails, then we'd have gotten rid of a problem. We have other matters to attend to, such as preparing our families' geniuses for the Alliance Ranking Tournament and..."
Although Patia-Neva didn't speak the last parts of his thoughts, the other family heads knew fully well what he was referring to. 
Aside from this, the truth was that the family heads only directly acted against Dyon because it was the easiest and most direct way. If he was embarrassed into leaving without them having to lift a finger, it would have been their best-case scenario. They had no way of guessing he'd have met Delia to give him access to the library, or even that he'd be able to learn what he learned in such a short time. 
Kami swallowed his anger, choosing to believe his son would get his own revenge. 
As the pressure in the room subsided, the family heads nodded in resolve. It wasn't worth it to act themselves. They knew that Dyon would be slowed by his own lack of resources. In fact, he might not even be able to afford a decent cultivation technique since the one demonstrated in the coming classes would be the most basic and crude version possible. 
And even in the case that he did persevere through all of this and become a great expert, if he joined one of their families, it could just be used to bolster their power. 
In addition, they had already had Sapientia perform a mind wiping. Only the chosen, Libro and the family heads knew of what took place in the ceremony hall. This way, no teachers would bend over backwards to raise Dyon as their disciple, the family heads could avoid embarrassment, and the chosen would have the motivation to remain far ahead of him. 
Even the family heads didn't know what calamities lay ahead of them. All they knew was that power trumps everything. And right now, they didn't have enough of it.

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The heads agree to leave Dyon to the younger generation... is that a good, or a bad thing?

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"You're too arrogant."

To Dyon, it seemed as though these words were heard all the time.

However, how could these people possibly know of all his hard work? Of the fact that sleep was but a distant relative of his. How could they know that he never had a single moment to rest. 

And yet, despite their ignorance, they still said, "you're too arrogant..."

But where were those people when a five-year-old Dyon's eyes shone looking at a computer screen filled with code? Where were those people when an eight-year-old Dyon played his piano and plucked his guitar strings until his fingers bled... needing to vent his feelings about his lost mother without bothering his fatigued father? Where were those people when Dyon sat alone at ten-years-old… when his parents were gone, and the only thing left was a room filled with inventions and computers?

Dyon's arrogance wasn't borne of thin air. It was his hard work. It was his shield. And he wasn't willing to give it up...

Now alone, he left his home behind. 

He was no longer the boy genius who changed the human mortal realm. He was now nothing but a commoner, a bug noble families saw fit to step on. An insignificant existence. 

And yet, Dyon was still the same unchanging person. Standing tall, his eyes firm and his will indomitable.  

This so-called Martial World would come to understand the meaning behind his existence...



**Excerpt** 
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"You're quite bold for a girl who's almost been recluse for her whole life you know," Dyon said chuckling.

"Little sister Delia and Meiying probably think so too, but you've been in my heart since the opening ceremony. Maybe not exactly in this way… But sometimes a foot in the door for a long time leads to a fully open one, no?"

Dyon smiled, 'it seems like she's been watching from afar for a long time… it must be lonely being in that room with Libro all the time.'

Dyon felt a delicate hand playing with his collar, "the truth is that I'm always playing the gentle big sister role, mostly because I have no idea how much longer I'll have the chance to…"

The vulnerability in her voice made Dyon tremble. Madeleine was so strong, yet it seemed even martial artists had their weaknesses too. 

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RMW happens to be the very first novel I've ever written. I have to admit that the first volume requires a lot of work. However, from the second volume onward I am confident in saying that it becomes a ride just as enjoyable as some of the best wuxia novels available. If you happen to read that far, and disagree, feel free to join our discord and call me an idiot for wasting your time, LMAO. I hope you guys stick it out to the end 

After finishing their lunch, Xiao Ying led Sun Zhen to the Clan Gate so she could give him a tour from the beginning to the end.

To his surprise, the place was a market. 

Seemed like the clan wanted to have their own economy so they opened a huge trading center at the gate and people from outside could buy the clan products.

"Potions...Weapon...Clothes...Pet...Seem like they sell almost everything here" 

Sun Zhen walked pass stores, some of the store owners came out and greeted  Xiao Ying.

"Our clan most famous products are potions, we have many kinds of potions but the best one is Qi potion...With Qi potion, you can recover your Qi by drinking it but the taste is so bland that you don't want to drink the 2nd one." 

Interested in potions, Sun Zhen asked her where the largest or most success potion shop was.

"I know just the place"

She then led him to a very big shop that had the sign "Xiao Clan Elder Approved Potion".

"That some assure product quality sign there" Sun Zhen thought as he followed her into the shop.

Inside the shop, he saw colorful glass bottles on shelves and the name labels on those bottles.

"Recovery Potion-10 Silver...ManHood Boost-35 Silver...Great Sleep-20 Silver...Man, there are so many" 

When he touched a Recovery bottle, 2 new information appeared in his mind.

[Glass/Code:£+#£<...]

[Unnamed liquid-Rename option/Man made Liquid/Code:^+#£32...]

"You learn something new every day" Sun Zhen picked up more bottles while try to rename them based on the labels.

While Sun Zhen was doing his thing, Xiao Ying went to counter and greeted the old employee.

"Uncle Wan, how is the business?" Xiao Ying said.

"It's you again. Please buy the full price potions this time, I can not give you a 99% discount again. The 6th Elder doesn't  like his business got ruin"

Uncle Wan was a middle age man with a bald head and had a big belly.

"I am not here to buy potions, I am just here to show my friend your potion shop"

"Hum...Is that your friend? Is he looking for a potion?" He then pointed at Sun Zhen, who used the ladder to reach for potions on a very high shelve.

"Sun Zhen, do you want to buy a potion?" 

"I am good, I just try to see the names of the potions" After he finished collecting, he went to the other shelves to collect as much as possible.

"Just be careful, the bottles are very fragile" Uncle Wan said then he took out a potion under his table.

"Your dad wants this Foundation Strengthening potion to be delivered to him before night but you are here so please help me deliver this to him" 

She nodded and put the potion into her bag then she waited for Sun Zhen to finish what he was doing.

"The potions are very interesting" After done collecting, he and she moved to new location.

------

"This is the clan library" She pointed a five-floor building in front of them.

Based on what she told him before they came here, the library was built about 600 years ago (He still hadn't figured out how many days a year in this world) and some very old knowledge was stored here. 

Sadly, this was only a normal library while the Art (Skills for Cultivators) library was forbidden to go in unless you were from Senior class or higher stage than Juqi

The rule applied to everyone and even Xiao Ying couldn't or the Patriarch go against it because it was set by Great Ancestors.

Inside the library, Sun Zhen saw a lot of people coming in and out while some were busy reading books on the long tables.

"There is a lot of people here, and the books on the shelves almost empty" He said.

"The first floor is for commoners and outsider. We can go to the 2nd floor. The books are the same and it is a quiet place but will cost us some fees" Xiao Ying then paid the guard at the stairs to the next floor with 50 Silver (Coin).

She was right, the second floor had the same setup as the first floor but the place was more peaceful and there was a librarian.

"I want to read some books so can you wait?"He asked

"Don't worry, do what you want. I need to rest anyway" She then sat down and closed her eyes a bit.

Sun Zhen then went to the librarian and asked for books about the world or anything related to the country.

"Sorry, Sir but we don't have the books you asked for, only books about 2 nations, sects and cities, including our city"

"That fine"

"Please wait" The librarian left to look for his books.

"So weird, a library with 600 years old, should have books that I asked for. Either the books are collected around here only or the books are being on the different floor"

After waiting for 10 minutes, the librarian came back with 3 books.

"Here the books you asked for"

"Thanks. Another thing I want to ask"

He asked her if the books he wanted were on different floors or not inside the library.

"I am really sorry. I don't know, I only know about the books on the 1st and 2nd floor. As for other floors, I don't have permission to go in"

"Ok thanks" 

He would ask Xiao Ying later and the 3 books were enough for now.

------

For 1 hour, he read all the books and wrote down the main information onto a paper he created from the Block (Without being seen)

What he learned was quite a lot:

*2 Nations: Wang and Zhou. The nations names were based on the rulers First name.

*238 Sects, from big to small. Some were very famous and more powerful than the nations but they had little interest in 2 nations conflicts.

*Unknown amount of cities...only found info about 8 cities near them.

*The city he was staying in belongs to Wang country and it was the city nearest to the border to other nation.

*Xiao Clan didn't own the city despite the clan took over half of the city, Tower Master was.

*Tower Masters were Wang' Nation Guards that protect the cities and very powerful Cultivators.

That all the main information he gathered from the books.

After giving the books back, he went back to Xiao Ying who was drooling on the table.

"Wake Up Xiao Ying" When he called her, she started to open her eyes.

He was shocked as he found out it wasn't her anymore because the eyes he saw before.

"Xiao Yang?"

"Hello pretty boy, miss me?"

"You are going to risk her secret here. Please change back"

"Don't worry, I just cast a sound-proof wall around us"

Sun Zhen looked around and saw distorted space around them.

"When?... Why are you appear here for?"

"I only appear for 1 reason, the apples"

"...You could have chosen better time"

"Time is priceless to me right now and this is the best time to take over her body"

"I can see that" He saw that she still drooling for some reason and he didn't tell her about it.

"I need you to plant the apples back, the seeds that I got from the apples I ate, these don't grow at all no matter what I do. I water it and used Qi growth but nothing work"

"Really?" Sun Zhen figured out that there must be a bug or error for the seeds when the tree produced.

"The apples recover you right? Okay I will help you, for her sake only" He said.

"You are soft but that what I love about a man like you" She then closed her eyes then fall back onto the table and the distorted space disappear.

Not too long after that, she woke up and it was Xiao Ying as he hurried to wipe the drool on her face when she saw Sun Zhen.

"Are you finished reading?" She asked

"Yeah. Also, your body got taken by Xiao Yang" 

"Again?! I shouldn't have sleep"

They left the library and Sun Zhen followed her to new places.

------

For the whole afternoon, they visited almost every place inside the clan and Sun Zhen was impressed on how they managed the place. 

She also said that after becoming the Patriarch before her dad transformed the clan and the people agreed to his ideas.

"Maybe he was also like me. A modern person from Earth" Sun Zhen thought.

The tour ended with they went back to Sun Zhen's place.

"What do you think of Xiao Clan?" She asked.

"It wasn't like what I think, pretty much better than expected"

"For you, that is normal but not me, I been living here so so long now. I want to go out and explore more, the only time I got out was the time in the forest and I almost got killed"

Sun Zhen knew what she meant, she was just a teen and she wanted to do crazy stuff besides cultivating and study.

"How about someday when I leave the clan, I will help you with that...But we need to get stronger first"

"Promise?"

"Sure that is a promise" 

(Note#2: Foreshadowing and The MC isn't dumb about romantic, it is just man sometimes very dense about it)

"Hey your dad is here" Sun Zhen saw Xiao Yun meditating inside the yard

When they came near, Xiao Yun stood up and walked to them.

"How is the school, Sun Zhen?" Xiao Yun asked

"it's nice Sir"

"Glad to hear that. Ying, can you give me the potion in your bag?"

After getting the yellow potion, he opened it and smelled.

"No poison or nothing wrong, the quality is quite good. 6th Elder must have tried his best...

Sun Zhen, come here and drink this. This potion is called Foundation Strengthening and this will improve your body"

As Sun Zhen touched it, new code added and it was a very long code, about 34 lines which were impressive for just a liquid.

"Thank you"

He then drank it and felt warm inside his body.

Soon, he felt that his muscles were getting tougher and bigger than before and it stopped as he finished the whole potion.

"This is what potion can do? It is fcking amazing, I wonder I can drink this type more"

"After this, your body can handle intense training from First Elder. Now you excuse me, Xiao Ying and I have to go"

He then grabbed her shoulder and disappeared like the time they teleported.

"What should I do now? I got the whole night free"

Hi. I am the same author of the old book, the Power of the command Block. I am changing and adding this to make a better novel.


*i don’t own Minecraft, it belong to Mojang, Telltale games and 4J studio, pls don’t sue me. Also the picture do not belong to me*( i did play Minecraft, not a fan but the command block inspired me to write my first novel ) also i am newbie writer so don’t expect much pro writing skill.

Minecraft, a great game for all ages and it is still popular today. Thanks to human’s creativity, gamers have created a lot of things inside Minecraft. Also with the red stone creations, gamers’s creativity have reached a higher lvl by creating machine-like block creations. Then with the appearance of Command Block, a new age of Minecraft begins. The Block that can control the whole world, bend the world into what players want and mods the world into something else. Where millions of code lines can be placed into one small block and created things that players can imagine about. 

Sun Zhen, a former Minecraft pro player, 25 years old and have a pretty good live. But died because of a robbery. Watch as he enter the world of CULTIVATION.

As he walked around the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository, what he saw was a giant city.
An empire of books!
Many of the books gave birth to their own consciousness. They had their own hands, legs, and features and could speak. When they spoke to one another, they seemed really polite and knowledgeable.
It totally shocked Li Xiandao and opened up a whole new perception of the world to him.
Li Xiandao's arrival shocked them and two of them surrounded him. 
"It is a human!"
"It is a human. 10,000 years have passed, so has the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository finally been opened?"
"Is he our new Master?"
"That might not be the case. Let's take a look at the situation."
There were tens of millions of books in this empire. The entire mountain was dug out and there were a full 100 levels. Li Xiandao's arrival attracted their attention right away.
At that moment, everyone gathered together to look at Li Xiandao.
"I am your new Master!" Li Xiandao looked at them and was unafraid. He said confidently.
"You are our new Master?" A book that was wrapped in ice asked.
It must have been an ice element technique!
"Yes, I am the new Master of the Bank of the Universe and also your new Master." Li Xiandao nodded his head.
"Has the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository been unsealed?" A slightly yellow book with badly damaged edges asked.
Li Xiandao smiled, "Yes. I have redeemed the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository. From today on, you all can head out of the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository to play around the Bank of the Universe."
The moment he said this, many of the books started to excitedly show off their skills. 
Ice element books froze a region, allowing everyone to ski.
Some fire element books spat out flames which melted the ice, causing it to rain down on the dry roads.
Some wind element books caused a gentle breeze.
The other different element books were all dancing happily, showing off their joy and elation.
Li Xiandao looked at them carefully and didn't disturb them. He realized that out of the tens of millions of books, only 10,000 of them gave birth to their own consciousness; it was a really low ratio.
These books with minds of their own became members of the empire, each having their own homes. They studied and some even started to date, to marry, and think about how to give birth to new books.
These books lived and played around in the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository without any worry at all. They celebrated Li Xiandao becoming their new Master, dancing and singing to welcome him.
Li Xiandao looked at how happy they were and his mood instantly improved. 
This was a new race with no worries at all!
After they were done celebrating, Li Xiandao asked, "Is there a manager here?"
"Yes, the Ten Books of Heaven were the 10 managers before us." One book answered.
"Ten Books of Heaven?" Li Xiandao asked curiously.
"They were the 10 books that Shi Xiong created a long time ago." An old book coughed and replied.
"Shi Xiong?" Li Xiandao didn't understand anything that was being said.
After all, he had transmigrated and was a servant after he appeared in this world. Thus, he knew little about the world; one could even say that he knew nothing.
Shi Xiong created the Ten Books of Heaven a long time ago. The 10 were: Eternal Heaven Book, Book of Taixu, Book of Time, Book of War, Source Dao Book, Death Records, Moral Scroll, Book of Disaster, Guarding against Feelings, and Light of the Gods." The old book added.
Li Xiandao listened and didn't say a word.
"These 10 books were collectively regarded as the Ten Books of Heaven. The meaning of which was simple; if you get one, you will be able to fight against the heavens and compete against the earth." The old book explained.
Li Xiandao understood and asked, "Then, where are the Ten Books of Heaven now?"
"Nine were loaned out and only the Book of War is left in the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository." The old book sighed.
"Where is the Book of War?" Li Xiandao asked right away.
He looked around and didn't notice the tracks of the Book of War.
"It is sleeping. Last time after the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository was sealed, no one could enter and we couldn't go out.
It fell asleep and told us to wake it up when the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository was open." The old book said.
Li Xiandao was stunned and didn't expect that the Book of War had such a personality.
"Where is it now?" Li Xiandao asked.
"The highest floor. It slept for 10,000 years and you can go wake it up now." The old book said.
Li Xiandao nodded his head, "Go do your own things. I will head up to wake it up. As for your daily routines, just stick to what you are doing. I won't disrupt your way of life."
Those books, who were used to such a way of life, were at ease when they heard it. Their respect and impression of Li Xiandao improved greatly. 
Li Xiandao didn't want to revolutionalize this place and enact strict rules on them.
After all, they were just a bunch of books that had minds of their own!
They had their own consciousness. After years of studying, evolution, and reading other books, they were far stronger than Li Xiandao.
Even if Li Xiandao had the all-knowing talent, he didn't really know everything. He needed people to guide him.
Only with someone guiding would he be able to learn quickly.
He said goodbye to the books and walked to the highest floor.
There was only one platform and a book laid was laid on it. It was a really thick book and there was only one huge word written on it. 
War!
The moment Li Xiandao saw it, he felt like he was sucked into it.
He saw endless wars!
He saw the sadness of corpses!
He saw the tragedy of rivers made of blood!
He saw the catastrophe of families being broken up!
He saw how terrifying war was!
He also saw how amazing the Book of War was!
In just a short moment, Li Xiandao saw many wars that took place from ancient times till now!
This book was made up of those many different wars!
The Book of War was unlike the other books that showed their hands and legs. It was just a book that laid there silently.
If he hadn't seen the books that had their own minds previously, Li Xiandao wouldn't believe that the Book of War would give birth to its own consciousness.
He picked it up and asked caringly, "Have you woken up?"
The Book of War didn't move at all!
Li Xiandao flipped it open and he saw a bunch of words. 
Li Xiandao didn't even blink and activated the talent, using his omnipotent ability.
He quickly comprehended the techniques within the book.
Any book that could be called a Heaven Book had to be overpowered.
The Book of War was no exception.
If one cultivated it successfully, one's aura would be like that of an army. The more one fought, the stronger one would get. War songs would also be able to heal one's injuries.
One would be in the perpetual motion of fighting wars!
Li Xiandao's first thought wasn't to cultivate it himself, but to give it to the mini Flame Kings!
There were 10,000 of them and if all of them cultivated it, they would never have to stop fighting!
The Book of War had a larger buff to armies compared to that of an individual.
Just as Li Xiandao was looking at it, a person was suddenly floating behind his back!


Li Xiandao obtained the ancient Bank of the Universe, but the bank was now totally empty and there were no treasures at all. The only thing it held: a bunch of debts.
The Eternal Celestial King borrowed a supreme celestial artifact, promising to pay it back in two pieces in 3,000 years. He will pay an additional piece for every 1,000 years after the expiry date!
Moon Celestial loaned a high-quality face, to be returned in 10,000 years. If overdue, she will pay with her life!
Time Immemorial Sage loaned 10,000 years in life from the Bank of the Universe in order to break through. After he breaks through, he will pay back 10,000 years. If late, he must pay back 10 times the amount!
Li Xiandao looked at these debts and at the empty Bank of the Universe. He made his mind up to become a true expert, to find all these supreme beings to get back the overdue debts one by one!
A powerless mortal had became the biggest creditor in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and even the entire Celestial World!

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