This book will contain stories about mobile legends characters. This first book will be focusing on lunox but I will either make a separate book or make this book about multiple characters. You'll because ill be changing the book title. Plz vote for me! thanksssss

Over a month passed. Milena was aggrieved because she was unable to contact Andrew. She couldn't believe the man just left after sleeping with her and didn't give her a word.

There must be a reason...

Andy definitely isn't that kind of person... she bitterly thought.

***

In a beautiful house in a rural area in Surrey, a young man was reading in his begonia-adorned garden. A nurse came and prepared his food and medicines on a tray and put them on the table next to the young man.

"Mr. Linden has arrived. He is waiting for you in the living room, Sir," the nurse informed him after she finished arranging the tray.

Andrew looked up from his book and frowned, "Who's Mr. Linden?"

"He is your best friend, Sir."

"Oh..." Andrew nodded. He knew that his illness was already at the most advanced stage, and it was only a matter of time until he forgot everyone. He took his medicines and walked into the living room.

There, a man in a neat suit was sitting on the sofa. He seemed to be in his late twenties.

"Hey, Tony... How are you?" Andrew greeted his best friend.

"Fine. I want to inform you that Milena has arrived in England. She thought she got a scholarship for art school in London sponsored by a company. I've arranged a trust fund for her education until she graduates. She'll never know that these are all from you."

"Milena? Who's Milena?" Andrew asked in puzzlement.

Tony wryly smiled. This was the third time he and Andrew had talked about the girl he loved and Andrew didn't remember her. As usual, he pulled out his cellphone and showed Milena's photos and videos.

Andrew looked at the cellphone that showed the face of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and instantly, tears ran down his cheeks.

He remembered now.

"Oh... Thank you, Tony. It would be easier to carry out the transplant procedure in England, so we need to find an excuse to bring her to London." Andrew nodded.

"But she keeps trying to find you, Andy. She often calls the company to ask about you. I just told her we don't know the person named Andrew Miller there."

"Good. I don't want Milena to know..."

"Hmm..." Tony looked upset. "I think she should know the truth someday. It's not fair for her if we keep hiding the truth... That you didn't leave her, that you gave her a new life by donating your heart, liver, and kidneys."

Andrew thought for a moment before slowly nodding, "You can give a letter from me to Milena three years after the transplant, and once she has lived happily, I'll explain everything."

Tony seemed relieved to hear that.

He wouldn't be able to accept it if Milena hated Andrew and thought of him as a jerk who just left her after bedding her, even though Andrew had sacrificed so much for her.

***

Andrew died a week later, and his organs were immediately donated to patients in need. Milena was surprised and grateful because as soon as she arrived in England, she immediately got the priority to get a transplant of three organs at once.

After the transplant operation took place, Milena took several months to recover and made sure her body didn't reject the new organs.

After Milena completely recovered, she resumed her studies at her art school in London, with the scholarship she thought she got from a company.

She still missed Andrew and kept trying to find him. After her health recovered, she was confident she could love the young man.

But unfortunately, Andrew vanished into thin air. She couldn't find any trace of him. It was as if the man never existed.

Milena could only keep her longing in her heart and forced herself to focus on her studies. As a scholarship student, she mustn't disappoint her sponsor.

***

THREE YEARS LATER

As a young painter who was considered a genius, the exhibition of Milena's works in Jakarta attracted a lot of attention from art enthusiasts. This was her second exhibition after her previous one in London.

On the opening night, the gallery in Central Jakarta was packed with hundreds of people, making Milena feel moved. She didn't think that there were so many art lovers in Indonesia who appreciated her works.

"Good evening, Miss Milena. The exhibition is quite interesting," a young man approached her with a warm smile. He spoke in English with a London accent. Ah... maybe this person is from England?

"Thank you," Milena nodded humbly.

"Hm... I have a gift for you." The man pulled out an envelope from his shirt pocket and handed it to Milena. She didn't think she knew this man to receive such a gift from him. The man quickly excused himself with a smile.

"Eh... What's this?" Puzzled, Milena opened the envelope and took out what was inside. It was a letter. Reading the first few sentences, her body immediately trembled.

She had to hold onto a wall so she didn't fall. Mustering her strength, she walked to the nearest chair and sat down, calming her palpitating heart.

She then reread the contents of the letter.

"Dear Milena,

How are you? If you're reading this letter, it means I'm already gone. Our encounter in Bandung three years ago wasn't a coincidence. I've been diagnosed with an incurable, late-stage brain tumor. Therefore, I wanted to at least be useful for others who are more worthy of life than I am.

I know that you're the only patient who matches with three of my organs, and you've been in and out of the hospital since you were a child. I can't imagine how it's like to live for decades with an illness like what you experienced. So I was curious. I wanted to know what the girl who would accept my organs was like… Whether she was worthy... If my sacrifice would mean anything. That's why I came to Bandung and pretended to be in need of an interpreter to explore the city.

When I got to know you, I discovered that you were really, truly worthy of life, Milena. I was amazed to see the joy and zest you showed every day. Despite all your limitations, sufferings, and illness, you never gave up. You still lived your life wholeheartedly. Every. Single. Day. 

For you, carpe diem isn't a mere slogan. It's what you live! I was embarrassed because I used to blame the universe for my illness and gave up so easily once I knew I only had six months to live.

I then fell in love with you, really deeply... and I knew for myself, that I couldn't possibly have you because I wouldn't live for long.

But I'm still really happy, because even after I die, I can still be with you as part of you.

During these three years, I've been waking up with you every morning, sleeping with you every night, taking all your exams with you, accompanying you during your projects and exhibitions, crying whenever you cried, and laughing whenever you laughed.

I want you to be happy.

I hope you won't be sad when you find out the truth. I'm really happy to have met you. Keep your spirits up and stay amazing, okay?

Remember our conversation at that time?

Ten years from when we last met, I'll be in New York, Paris, and London seeing your painting exhibition. I'll travel the world with you and see the places you visit and write in your books. I'll often be in your studio and see you paint whenever I want.

I love you, Milena.

Andrew."

Milena couldn't hold back her streaming tears as she hugged the letter on her chest.

- End -

Andrew only had 6 months to live. The doctor sentenced him with a brain tumor that had reached the terminal stage. 

Not wanting to die in vain, he then decided to donate his organs. But he had a condition, he wanted to choose the person who will receive his heart. 

From several international waiting list patients that matched him, Andrew found a girl who had been in and out of hospital all her life because she was born with some congenital disease and had to get not only a heart, but also a new liver and kidney, all of which matched his. 

Andrew finally decided to meet the girl and see what she was like. 

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THANK YOU for reading this very short story. I wanted to make it into a novel but unfortunately, I don't have the time, so I decided to turn it into a one-shot. 

I will be publishing more novels in English, most of them are quite short, less than 100 chapters and they will be available for free (not contracted). 

So, if you add this book in your library, I will keep you updated about them. Or you can also just read my contracted novel "THE ALCHEMISTS" because I'll be posting announcements and the title of the free novels there. 

Talk to me in Instagram @missrealitybites or Discord: missrealitybites#3499

Lin Lei and Xiao Mi returned to the kitchen. The dishes on the table were still there.
Seeing that the two of them had come out, Song Yi took the plates off the dishes and asked with concern, "daughter-in-law, how's the discussion going? "
Lin Lei sat down and scooped some rice for everyone. She said proudly, "of course I'll succeed. "
"En! My daughter-in-law is the best. "
Lin Lei curled her lips into a smile. "Shut up! Everyone eats and cultivates after. I'm going to read a medical book later! "
Only then did the three of them start eating.
Xiao Mi was the first to put down her chopsticks. Facing the table full of food, her face was full of reluctance. "Master, it's too unfair. I ate the least. "
Lin Lei put down her bowl and burped. Her eyes narrowed as she smiled and said, "you! Eat less. I can't even carry you anymore. "
Xiao Mi's fragile heart was directly hurt by 10,000 points.
How could master say that? She was so cute!
Her phoenix-like eyes were misty with tears as she pouted. "Master, don't talk about me like that. It's not fair! The male master is so good at eating. You didn't even bother. "
Lin Lei:"...". ...
Song Yi raised his eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "men should eat more so that they can protect the two of you. "
Xiao Mi cursed in her heart, "how shameless! "
Lin Lei broke into a smile. The two of them were too funny. "Are you done eating? Then go about your own business. Hubby, when you're hungry, you can cook for yourself. I need to focus on my medical skills. "
"En! I know, wife. How should I look at this time? "
At this time Right, she remembered that she had a cell phone in her space. Even if she couldn't make a call now, she could still look at the time.
Lin Lei waved her hand and took out two smartphones. They were brand new and hadn't been unpacked.
When she had her space, she could no longer collect food in the apocalypse. She could only store clothes and weapons, as well as things that others didn't collect.
After the apocalypse broke out, in a few days, there was no electricity in the world. The phones had become trash. What was the use of things that couldn't be charged.
She hadn't touched her phone for almost 10 years and had already forgotten how to set it up. She opened the box and picked up the instruction manual. She first looked at how to set it up. These two phones were from the same brand. They should be from the same generation.
Song Yi looked at his wife and took out two small cardboard boxes. He was still sitting there reading the instruction manual. He couldn't help but be curious. He picked up the other one from the table and opened it. He also picked up the instruction manual and read it. It was in both Chinese and English.
Lin Lei studied it and was about to turn it on Suddenly, she heard the starting music of a phone beside her.
She turned around and saw that Song Yi had already turned on the other phone and was already using it.
When a new phone was turned on, the Password and fingerprint had to be reset. Lin Lei saw that Song Yi had set it up one by one... ...
Sigh, this man is really quick to learn new things!
Song Yi set the first few items and looked through them carefully. He felt that this should be used for making a phone call, but the things inside were very strange.
Song Yi raised his eyebrows. "Wife, did I guess correctly that it's used for making a phone call? "
"Hubby! You're so smart. It's just that we haven't designed a mobile phone yet, so we can only use it to see the time, " Lin Lei explained
A mobile phone?
The things that his wife took out were really strange. He had never thought that a phone could be used to make a call anytime. Now it was just a landline phone, and there were only a few in the army.
Lin Lei took Song Yi's phone directly. She adjusted the time, set the alarm, and returned it to him.
[ the female protagonist's Goldfinger is very wide open... ]


[ era Wen ] died after experiencing the apocalypse for ten years. He wore the clothes of a newlywed wife who was despised by her husband's family. He fought with the best, abused the scum, and changed the fate of the apocalypse. In the 1980s, she was living well.
And he was a strong and overbearing prince charming. He was professional in protecting his wife, and in order to repay his kindness, he married a fat wife. One day, he realized that after his wife woke up, she was a completely different person... ...
Lin Lei: "Song Yi, I want a divorce. It's not suitable for us to have a generation gap! ".
Song Yi: "Don't even think about it. You will be my wife for the rest of your life. If you want to leave me, no way! "
Lin Lei: "You Scoundrel, I'm not your wife! "
Song Yi: "I forgot. Then let's make our relationship real now! "
[ explosive love story + 1V1 + double purity + power + fantasy ]

Guys... 
Actually the previlage has to be cancelled but I couldn't cancel it on time. 
When I asked the management, they notified that it was already past the cancellation date and that I have to cancel it next month. 
As my main exams are about to start....I can't write any epilogue chapters right now. 
But I will slowly write those ans replace the chapters which has this content! 
That is the reason I requested you guys not to take previlage because book is already at end. 
But I assure you that I will give you epilogue before previlage chapters gets cancelled. At least like this I can make it little fair for you guys. 
Sorry.....
In meanwhile, you can start my second book 'The devil's little Villainess'. 
I alreay had enough stock pile to it and I might update it everyday. And whenever i will be free of exams I will write epilogue and change it. 
...
Guys.... this is the first chapter of my second book... Hehe
THE DEVIL'S LITTLE VILLAINESS...
As the darkness cocooned the sky and moon shone above the passing clouds, a girl in her young twenties just reached her new house.
Seeing the glittering stars and the luminescence engulfing the sky, her lips curved up into a happy, bright smile. 
"You can leave the house after shifting my luggage upstairs" Zhou Biyu smiled politely at the people whom she never met even once in her life. 
These are the people who are loyal servants of her paternal family. She had lived with her maternal family ever since her parents died and have only arrived back to the country today night. So, she has basically never met this people till now. 
"But young miss, master ordered us to accompany you till tomorrow morning" the butler answered politely.
 As the condition is currently not at all good in the country, they couldn't help but worry about her. 
After all, she is the only heiress of this powerful family who just came back to the country to take over her father's responsibilities. 
If anyone from their enemies wanted to target them, she will be their first target because she is the most fragile one...or at least that is what others would think. 
"Uncle, nothing will happen to me. All I want now is to spend some alone time in my parent's house. The security around the house is already enabled. Rest assured that no one can enter the house" Zhou Biyu answered politely as she smiled like an angel descended from heaven. 
"Yes, young miss." he bowed and rushed to order the house staff. 
As everyone vanished from her sight, Zhou Biyu sighed. "I am tired, but I still have a long night to go" she muttered under her breath and fished out her encrypted, private mobile. 
[ I reached the main mansion. I will be resting in hour or so] 
She messaged the person and deleted it as soon as the message is sent. 
[Copied. Plan active.] 
But the next message made her smile like a full moon...
[Be careful]
The message came in an encrypted form but for someone like her, who is a pro in tech it didn't take her more than a few seconds to decode it in her mind. 
She read the message and deleted it before chucking it back in her huge Chanel handbag. After she was done, she looked at the butler who is hiding behind one of the large bushes. 
They don't know her properly, so they have thought that she can't look through his action. She knew that he is calling his master who is her uncle, Zake Walker. 
Meanwhile... 
"Sir, young miss wanted us to leave the house as soon as we are done. What shall we do?" Butler asked his master as he sneaked a glance at the girl who is looking into her mobile. 
"Well, she is your madam now. You must follow her orders. If she wants to be left alone then let her get what she wants. Her happiness matters me most, Harley" her uncle, Zake Walker said from the other side. 
"Yes sir. But I am worried about miss's security. With our enemies hunting us...I don't think leaving miss alone is the wisest decision" the old butter named Harley said concernedly. 
"Haha...Harley....how can you underestimate my niece? She can protect herself if something like that happens. And moreover, such type of invasions will never happen." 
"The security around the palace is as strong as ever. Just let her do whatever she wants" Zake Walker said. 
 "And... another thing. There is no need to hide behind the bushes. She has already found you and she exactly knows what you are doing now." Zake laughed.
His niece sent him a picture of the butler who is standing behind one of the many bushes. 
Butler coughed and his face reddened with embarrassment as he looked at his young miss who is chuckling as she looked at him. 
She is just standing behind him with her arms crossed over her chest. "Uncle, you can't hide anything from me.  This is just like playing hide and seek in open playground" Zhou Biyu giggled. 
Butler almost coughed his blood. Hide and seek in open ground!!! 
Seriously!!
They are now standing in the garden which is almost spread out in ten thousand square feet. He is currently hiding in the place which is the most hidden part of this labyrinth like garden. 
"Sorry miss. We are concerned about your safety. Otherwise I would not have deceived your order" he bowed. 
"It's fine. I understand...but don't worry about me. I can manage myself." Zhou Biyu smiled.
The happiness she wished for or the destructive consequences in case if she fails.
After the house staff left the palace, Zhou Biyu changed into her night PJ's and started strolling in the garden. 
Though it seems like she is relaxing now, she has many things going in her mind now. 


Her parents died in planned accident by her uncle. They used her in every way they can. They planned to sue her so she wont take her fathers company back. They want to destroy her life making her penniless. No one knows that she is the not the same girl who was played as puppet in their hands. Five years changed her a lot. Now she is a hidden genius still acting pityfull to take revenge.

She is also the young female CEO of powerful company she started three years back with her five friends who are famously known as five ghost CEO's of fast developed and profited companies. she has everything she should be proud of wealth,fame,beauty. Friends who pampers her to no extent became her family. A person who loves her endlessly is the famous and powerful CEO of the country who is admired by many girls.she is content with what she acheived. 

Now it is time for revenge and to take back what rightfully belongs to her. she will destroy them and shatter their hope into million peices. With a powerful backup and support of her boyfriend and family now she will rip them into peices with many twist and turns in her journey of love and revenge.
...............................
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Gulliver was traveling through the East Indies in Asia when he was shipwrecked. He swam to an unfamiliar shore for survival. When Gulliver found himself in the custody of a large group of tiny people, he became worried and upset. He was presented to the Emperor of Lilliput. Upon getting the assurances from Gulliver, the Emperor ordered his armed army personnel to release him and allowed him to live in Lilliput. Gulliver showed a good behavior while living with the tiny people and helped them solve many of their problems. However, he did not fulfill the orders of the Emperor to enslave the Blefuscudians and reduce the country to Lilliput. This refusal of Gulliver led him to the anger of the Emperor who sentenced him to be blinded. Gulliver became frightened because of the situation and managed to swim over to Blefusco for survival. The people of Blefusco welcomed Gulliver and did not return him to the Lilliputians even after getting their message to hand him over. Meanwhile, he was rescued by an English ship, which was passing by the island. The journey came to its end with the return of Gulliver back to his home.

Let us now discuss Gulliver's experience to Lilliput and answer some questions related to his own country's religion, politics, morality, and self-awareness in accordance with the thesis statement mentioned above.

A journey to a new place makes a person aware of his/her country's politics. In the first journey of Gulliver, he was imprisoned by the Lilliputians. His imprisonment and struggle for freedom reveal the political aspect of the journey. The king ordered to make Gulliver blind so that he could see the world he way the king wanted to show him. "It would be sufficient for you to see by the eyes of the ministers" (Black 341). If we talk about Gulliver's own country, England, we can say that at that time, England was the most powerful country of the world. England was perceived as the center of the world politics. There were two main parties, which included High heels, the conservative ones and Low Heels, the progressive ones.

A journey to a new place makes a person aware of his/her country's religion. Along with describing the political mindset of Lilliputians, Gulliver also highlighted their superstitious mindset. "They bury their dead with their heads directly downward, because they hold an opinion, that in eleven thousand moons they are all to rise again" (Swift 61). The Lilliputians seemed to be superstitious and used to fight against those who were accused of making schisms in religion. Gulliver seemed to be criticizing the religious beliefs of both Lilliputians and the English. He was being mocked for the religious war that was going on in England.

The journey to Lilliput made Gulliver aware of the morality of the Lilliputians. Lilliputians took good care of Gulliver and provided him with every comfort that they could. Lilliputians also ensured his safety. "Gulliver is given a strong guard to protect him" ("Gulliver's Travels"). However, the response of the Emperor towards Gulliver upon not obeying his commands destroyed the image of Lilliputians. Gulliver found himself superior to Lilliputians because of his high morals. He believed that his own country's morality to be very high as compared to morality of the Lilliputians.

The journey to Lilliput also made Gulliver aware of his own personality. He learned that morality is more than anything to a person is. He learned that a person should not fulfill the wrong orders of anyone, as he disobeyed the Emperor in the voyage to Lilliput. He also revealed his caring and loving nature in the book. "My gentleness and good behavior had gained so far on the emperor and his court" (Swift 32).

Summing it up, a journey to a new place makes a person aware of his/her country's politics, religion, and cultural norms and values. Gulliver's journey to lilliput was full of experiences and adventures, which formed the most attractive part of the whole book.

On December 12, 2003, Tony Twain, one of the greatest managers in Nottingham Forest's history, returned to the post he was best at after six months of silence and appeared in the home team's technical area at City Ground Stadium. When he returned, there was no talk of his luckless predecessor, Collymore. It was as if the City Ground Stadium's position was tailor-made in advance for Tony Twain. 
It was an ordinary Football League First Division game. There was no English Football League Championship at the time, so the Football League First Division was the second-tier tournament. After losing six games in a row, Nottingham Forest met Crystal Palace, a team that was ranked a spot lower than them but was aggressively determined to beat them at home. Nottingham Forest at first fell behind but then reversed the situation to end an embarrassing six-game losing streak. 
He hadn't left his post since that game. Tony Twain had been the manager of Nottingham Forest, and the team had been branded with his arrogant and untamed mark. Even during the six-month period when he was in recuperation from a heart attack, the team was not short of his influence. He led his Forest team to sweep across Europe and win two UEFA Champions League and two Premier League titles. 
Up until now, Nottingham Forest, one of the world's few established professional football clubs, had two of the most glorious periods in its history. The first glory days were when Brian Clough came to Nottingham Forest. Under the leadership of one of the most individualistic managers in English football, the previously unknown Nottingham Forest soared to the skies and won one of England's top league titles, two European Champion Clubs' Cup, one European Super Cup, as well as created an unbeaten record of forty-two games in the English top-flight tournament. That record was only surpassed by Arsène Wenger's Arsenal record of forty-nine games twenty-six years later. 
The second glory days undeniably began on December 12, 2003. Tony Twain, a former nobody, led the Forest team to stir up a red whirlwind at the City Ground Stadium. They had won two Premier League titles, two UEFA Champions League trophies, two UEFA Super Cups, one FIFA Club World Cup, two Football Association Community Shield titles, and one EFL Cup. But in terms of the number of championship titles, he had surpassed his predecessor, Brian Clough. Clough had already passed away while Tony Twain was only forty-five years old. His age was considered young for a manager, and he still had a long way to go. People believed that under his leadership the Forest team could continue to be brilliant and go on to create one of the most glorious Forest dynasties in history, which was imminent. 
Ten years had since flown by.
As the only manager who could be on par with Brian Clough in the history of the club, his ten-year anniversary as manager was well worth a big celebration. The club had decided to present a commemorative award to Twain, but unfortunately, on December 12, the Forest team's game was not on home ground, so the trophy could not be presented in front of tens of thousands of spectators before the game. December 12, 2013, in the seventeenth round of the English Premier League tournament, Nottingham Forest challenged Liverpool in an away game. 
It was a decade after Twain officially coached the First Team. Although he became the Forest team's acting manager as early as January 1, 2003, he was only an "acting manager" and was dismissed by Evan Doughty midway through. It could not be counted in his formal coaching career. Even Twain was reluctant to count half of that season's failure into his own decade, even though that half of the season occupied a very important place in his life that had left him with countless precious memories. 
The local media, such as the Nottingham Evening Post, had published special issues as a retrospective of Tony Twain's past decade. For the people of Nottingham, the past ten years had a lot of things worth remembering. It was like they had a wonderful and long dream. If someone were to say to them ten years ago, "Your team can get back to the top," they would think that the man had deliberately mocked them, but now those honors were quietly placed in the club's honors room, telling them this was not a dream—it was reality. 
Everything was thanks to this forty-five-year-old man. As a manager, he was only forty-five years old and very young, but his honors had made him the envy of many managers older than him. But as a man, forty-five years old was considered middle-aged. The biggest wish for all Forest fans was that he could hopefully continue to be the manager, the longer the better. 
A book publisher came to Twain with the hope of publishing an autobiography of this worthy time period. Twain's writing was rather good. He often wrote in his column in the newspapers, but it was too time consuming for him to write a book. The manager of a Premier League club was already busy enough. How could he have the time to write a book? So he handed the matter to Pierce Brosnan, the reporter who knew him best, stating that he would dictate and Brosnan would take notes. In fact, he did not have to do much. Brosnan had used all the material he had gathered and recorded over the past ten years to put together the entire book. The only thing that was likely to be Twain's creation was the title of the book: Ten Years.
Well, strictly speaking, even the title of the book wasn't his creation. When the publisher asked him to think about the title, the title of a song by Eason Chan coincidentally popped into his mind. He thought it was a kind of destiny, so he used it. 
At first, the publisher thought the name lacked grandeur and was too low-key. It was completely incompatible with Tony Twain's "madman identity." He wanted Twain to change it to another, such as "The Forest Emperor,""Lionheart,""The Godfather of Champions," or "We Are the Champions," the kind of straightforward and common title that could be easily comprehended, but Twain refused.
"Since I am a madman, what kind of madman would I be if I can't even insist on a book title?" His question left the publisher speechless. He was definitely egotistical… 
"Tony, I've thought about it. Shall we present you with the award at a press conference in Nottingham the day before the game?" Three days before the game, the club's chairman, Evan Doughty, came to Twain. 
"Why?" Twain was surprised, because the original plan was to present it after the game.
"Well, I'm worried that if you lose that game, you won't be in the mood to receive the award in front of the media…" 
Twain laughed.
"Don't laugh, Tony. We have to prepare for both eventualities, don't we?"
Twain continued to laugh. "Ha! If you present me that crystal award before the game, how's that preparing for both eventualities? Before some important games, the media always has Plan A and Plan B, but they don't declare the loss for a team ahead of the game. Don't worry." Twain patted Evan on the shoulder and said, "The situation that you're worried about won't happen because we won't lose. I don't want to lose the game and then receive the award."
"It's going to be hard to play at Liverpool's home ground…"
"It's not that we haven't beaten them at Anfield. Don't tell me it's because it's my tenth anniversary that they've suddenly become a fortress that is the most difficult to conquer in the world?"
"But with our team's recent performance… plus George Wood's form…"
Twain shook his head and interrupted his doubting to say, "No problem. There are no issues with him and the team." Twain pushed back Evan's doubts and said, "Believe me, Evan. This is my tenth anniversary. How could I allow someone to mess it up? I have drinks for friends who come and bullets for enemies who approach."
"Anfield is the most devilish home ground on the planet!" Christopher Beesley, a senior correspondent for the Liverpool Echo, predicted in his column the game about to be held two days later. "Our relationship with Nottingham Forest is not too good, and there is no reason for us to let Tony Twain enjoy his anniversary celebration at Anfield."
The man had once listed in his own column the top ten wishes for the 2009–2010 season, one of which was "Hope that Tony Twain has a heart attack to completely say goodbye to the position as Forest manager." In addition, he wanted Abramovich to go bankrupt and for Chelsea to have no choice but to sell Lampard to Barça and Terry to Liverpool. In that way, the "Premier League can start a fair and reasonable competition."
It was obvious that he was a staunch Kopite and didn't like Chelsea or Tony Twain. In fact, even without him adding fuel to the fire in his column, few Liverpool fans had any favorable impression of Nottingham Forest and Tony Twain. 
Liverpool, which had been confined to the UEFA Europa League for several years in a row, had become the laughingstock among Europe's powerful teams. It was all due to Tony Twain's Nottingham Forest. Going back a little further, the question was: how was it that Liverpool, once a giant that dominated Europe, was beaten by the same opponent in a year and was eliminated from the three tournaments: League Cup, EFL cup, and the European Cup? The answer was: Brian Clough and his Nottingham Forest team. 
With the added layer of a relationship, both were the "red camp" in English football, but every fight seemed to be a derby. Liverpool wanted to prove they were no weaker than Nottingham Forest with a league win and why they could play in the Champions League. Nottingham Forest, on the other hand, had always pursued the principle of an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. Since you're upset with me, I naturally don't need to be polite to you. 
Furthermore, the debate as to whether Gerrard or George Wood was England's best midfielder at the moment had never stopped between the two teams' supporters. In the past, the Chelsea fans had also joined in to support Lampard. As Lampard grew older and lost his place in the national team, the Chelsea fans discreetly left the fray. 
The Liverpool supporters saw Gerrard as more comprehensive, immaculate, and flawless. He was undeniably the core player of both England and Liverpool, which certainly made him the best in England. While George Wood was slightly better defensively than Gerrard, his offense was far too inferior. His goal-scoring ability was night and day compared to Gerrard. He couldn't be placed on par with Gerrard. In the England team, George Wood had emerged more as a player to assist Gerrard. 
Nottingham Forest's supporters thought Wood's midfield defense was matchless in the world. His offense was quickly improving. He was younger and had plenty of room to rise. Instead, Gerrard was already stereotyped. Moreover, Liverpool was always kept under by Nottingham Forest in the league tournament. The team's results were not ideal, and Gerrard's achievements were largely set. On the contrary, Nottingham Forest, led by Tony Twain, had repeatedly won championship titles. George Wood continued to update his honors list. He was certain to achieve more honors and achievements in the future. He could definitely reach the heights of which Gerrard had never reached. 
The fans, pundits, and reporters who supported their respective teams stuck to their own teams and regularly engaged in such debates, but the controversy didn't affect the relationship between Gerrard and Wood. The national team saw no negative impact from these kinds of debates. Wood's dynamic duo with Gerrard was clearly better than his partnership with Lampard. Wood was a midfielder who could partner with anyone. He could attack and defend, be a playmaker and assist, which was what Capello liked most about Wood. So, while he and Gerrard played at the same time, it must be him to assist Gerrard. However, in the national team, anyone's position could be rotated, only Wood's could not be. Gerrard sometimes needed to give his position to another player to partner with Wood, but there had never been any media hype about "who is going to partner Gerrard." 
Wood was not a man who liked to compete for the false reputation of "who the big man is in English football," and Gerrard clearly didn't need to fight for the top spot. His status had long been cemented. Such an argument was nothing more than an excuse for fodder among the fans and for the media to speculate about the two teams' match.
"Nottingham Forest has been in poor form lately. Their core and team captain, George Wood, seems to be having problems. I'm not going to hide how I'm very happy to see this happen. I just want my opponents to have their own problems." Beesley continued to state in his column, "The competition schedule is terrible for Tony Twain. His tenth anniversary will be played at the Devil's Stadium. If he were to be at City Ground Stadium, he might still be able to accept the club's award before the game. That must be a glorious thing, but now manager Twain can only fantasize about it in his mind."
"To be able to disturb the anniversary of this arrogant man, that's what I'm looking forward to the most in this game. I make no secret of my dislike of Nottingham Forest and my love for Liverpool. Every Kopite who knows Liverpool's history in the late 1970s and early 1980s should agree with me. We are going to settle the score with new enemies and old hatred on the night of December 12 at Anfield!"


This is a story about the pursuit of victory.

— "I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!”

The main character was not well-liked by people.

— “⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from <The Daily Telegraph> laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.

But there were also people who were madly in love with him.

— “⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.”

He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.

— “⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted “books” (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.

The great war had huge effects on the whole world. Although the golden spiritual rain healed most of the damaged places between the Heavens and Earth and removed all the injuries and diseases from the people who were bathed in it, some people still died. For example, the high holinesses who had come to help Origins Internet Club with their spiritual treasures at Shen Gongbao's persuasion had been killed before the war by the preventive mechanisms left in the spiritual treasures by the immortal masters.
Due to the backlash of the Head-Nailing Seven Arrows Book, Gu Tingyun reincarnated and returned to Heavenly Academy to cultivate.
Of course, there were beneficiaries.
Even though the realms other than the mortal world received lower benefits, the Valkyrie who was lying in the pool found that her fingertips shook a little.
"I… I can move?!" Sure enough, her arms could move now. Her breath turned shallow as she murmured, "After I recover, I'll…"
"Wait. It's 8 PM now! I'll see what TV Series the shop has tonight!" At this thought, she immediately cast a spell to show the big screen at the lounge area in the shop.
Immediately, she heard the song, "I still can't part with you… let us stay together in the mortal world and live a dashing life…"
On the big screen were two big words— My Fair Princess!
[TL Note: My Fair Princess, also known as Return of the Pearl Princess or Princess Returning Pearl, is a 1998–1999 television costume drama. It had been rebroadcasted every summer for more than ten years, and everyone in China knows about it.]
"???"
"What TV Series is this?!" Immediately, she began watching it, engrossed as she lay in the pool.
…
As for the previous gods who had entered the Gods' Investiture List, they were now busy working day and night in the most dangerous fissures in the world. Full of void tribulation thunderbolts, these places couldn't be reached by the golden spiritual rain, and they worked tirelessly to heal these fissures and contribute to the recovery of the world.
Many years later when they finally purged their sins, they could finally return to the Gods' Investiture Platform and shoulder the responsibility of protecting this world.
…
By now, Mr. Fang's internet café and its games and movies had spread all over the world. Its arcade games and mobile games were popular even in other realms.
Time passed.
Some of the old players worked in the shops. For example, Shen Qingqing became the head of the internet café's culture and promotion department. Xu Zixin established an association to study gun-fighting techniques and was responsible for part of the security work outside the shop. Dong Qingli, the owner of Wind and Moon Pavilion, had made her business into a chain of stores and offered delicacies in every corner of the world under Mr. Fang's recommendations.
Some had grown out of their youthful confusion, realized their dreams, and built their careers. Take Song Qingfeng and his two good friends Lin Shao and Xu Luo as examples. Song Qingfeng had joined the expedition into the ruins beyond the sky and explored the secrets of the whole world. Lin Shao had returned to Lingyun Academy, and this former disciple became an instructor. Xu Luo was engaged in the study of the ancient ruins on the continent and had built his own archeology team to research and uncover the long-forgotten ancient history of this continent.
Some people such as Nalan Hongwu had put down the heavy burdens and began to truly enjoy the remaining years of their lives.
Some had become entertainment or technical streamers and brought excellent game guides and happiness to people all over the world.
Even the independent warriors such as Liang Shi and Fatty Wang Tai had their own properties, established families, and lived busy lives.
Of course, Nalan Mingxue must be mentioned. She was now controlling one of the biggest industries in the world – the mobile games industry.
It had become more and more difficult and almost impossible for them to gather together and do over-night raids or discuss game guides for a whole day as in the old days.
Another year-end drew near. Mr. Fang sat on a couch next to the window and lit a cigarette.
The customers thronged in the shop as usual.
"Have you tried the new game, Chicken Dinner? A few young people who were about 13 years walked into the shop. They wore the clothes of the nearby big families with badges of Lingyun Academy pinned on their chests."
[TL Note: It is the nickname for PUBG in China.]
"League of Legends released limited edition skins. It's said one of them is Dragon Fist Lee Sin!" In the shop, a young man who was about 16 years said.
"I'm going to buy Jade Dragon Wukong!" another young man said.
"I heard that Instructor Wu of Shengjing Academy is going to take people to the Luke Raid in Dungeon Fighter Online for free today!" A few figures walked in. "Hurry up! There'll be no spots for us if we're late!"
…
At this moment, light snow fell from the sky. Mr. Fang looked up. The smirk face emoji in the shop would still come out draped in a quilt, but the active players in the shop were no longer the same ones.
They were in their youth, and somehow, Mr. Fang saw his younger self in them.
After finishing one cigarette, Mr. Fang gazed at the bustling crowd in the shop, feeling a bit lonesome. Suddenly, it struck him that he had come to this world for more than ten years.
Looking at the young people coming and going, he sometimes missed his youthful self who used to play in the internet café.
At this moment, Su Tianji got off her livestream. Then, she put down the virtual reality headset, bought two mugs of Cappuccino, and walked over from the counter.
Dressed in warrior's clothes, Lin Shao walked in with ice and snow all over his head. While brushing off snow from his clothes, he chuckled and said, "A student sneaked out to hunt demon beasts and got in danger. It took me some time to find him."
He looked around. "I hope I'm not late."
"No, you're not." Mr. Fang said with a smile, "You're the second."
"Hehe! You guys are early!" An Huwei opened the door and looked toward the lounge area. Then, he glanced around and froze before saying, "Brother Liang, how have you been?"
Liang Shi also walked into the shop. "Well! I'm quite busy since the year-end is here."
People like Nalan Hongwu, Royal Princess Ji Yu, Xu Zixin, Shen Qingqing, and Half City's Mo Tianxing and Ning Bi arrived one by one.
They filed in, putting away their umbrellas and bamboo cloaks. Then, they bought a cup of their favorite beverage and sat on the couches in the lounge area, just like they had done in the old days.
"Now, you are all busy." With a smile, Mr. Fang extinguished the cigarette butt and said, "I booked a private compartment in the Wind and Moon Pavilion. It's a rare occasion for you to return here, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so let's have a New Year's Eve dinner tonight in advance!"
"Hahaha! Okay!"
"The shop is as busy as usual…"
"It's busier!"
"Sir, where's Xiaoyue?" Su Tianji asked.
"I sent her to Wind and Moon Pavilion to order the dishes."
"Huh? Is everyone here? It seems like we are missing a few." An Huwei looked around. "Where's that kid Song Qingfeng?"
"It's said that he set off yesterday and should be here today."
When they pushed open the door and looked out of the shop, they saw a young man who was close to 30 years old coming over from the end of the street. Dressed in a military uniform, his previous handsome face had some signs of weather and age with a scar beside one of his eyes. With an experienced and decisive presence, he greeted them with a military salute.
"Young Master… Song!?"
"Hahahaha! Dude! I almost can't recognize you!"
"Let's go! We bros have to have a few cups together!"
"No going back unless we all get drunk!"
Mr. Fang laughed, "Today, we'll all get drunk!"
"Oh-!"
"Hahahahaha!"
They disappeared at the end of the street.
…
When spring came, Mr. Fang entrusted the management of the internet club to the staff and walked to the distance with a simple bag on his shoulders.
Perhaps he would tour this beautiful world as he had promised himself. Perhaps he wanted to find a way to return to his homeworld… who knows?
A figure caught up with him.
In the dusk, breezes brushed her calm face and fluttered her pure-white dress hem. With snowflakes falling on her shoulders, she felt the lightness of setting down a heavy burden. The mild and elegant voice said, "I plan to tour around the world as well. Can I join you?"
"Okay."


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.

The time together with Wu Ze was a pain and bliss to Yin Shan.
In this kind of entangled bitter crush, it even crossed her mind that if he was willing to have a secret affair with her and even if no status was given to her, she would still be willing!
However, Wu Ze was a veritable true gentleman. Not only did he not cross the line, but he also treated her as his very own younger sister.
He raised her pay, helped her single parent-family to overcome hardship, aided her mother to seek a job, and paid for her younger brother's school fees...
Wu Ze's meticulous care did not have any trace of private desires mixed in it!
It was because of that that Yin Shan dared not let Wu Ze know of her crush for him. She felt that if she had revealed it, that would be tarnishing his intentions for her. Nonetheless, she could not control herself to love...
This kind of sinful pain was like a poisonous insect, tormenting her and causing her to be unable to stop.
The one thing that had caused her to feel at ease was at least Wu Ze had not had a woman of interest yet, hence she still stood a chance!
It was until today, when Yin Shan saw Wu Ze picked up that woman's call and revealed an excited smile in which she had never observed before, only then did Yin Shan realize it was not that Wu Ze's heart could not be moved, but it was because he had not met the one for him!
"Attorney Wu, the person whom you are treating to a meal, is... is it a woman?"
Yin Shan asked cautiously.
She was praying secretly in her heart in the hope that Wu Ze's answer would be negative!
Or maybe, it would be nice to lie to her as well...
Wu Ze looked up from the files, his distinct facial features were exceedingly good-looking. His voice was pleasant as he nodded and replied, "Yes!" "It's a girl." "A girl who speaks fluent French." "Hence, please book a French restaurant that serves good food."
"Then... Do you need me to book a couple seat?" "Or, buy any flowers?"
Yin Shan asked in an extremely cautious manner, afraid that Wu Ze would notice that she was prying into his personal affairs.
Wu Ze sat upright and held his chin as he pondered for a while. His face was dangerously charming!
Yin Shan held her breath and heard him said plainly, "You do as you see fit about the seats." "Regarding the flower, help me place an order for a stalk of champagne rose flower paired with a bouquet of daisies."
Yin Shan quivered as she exited the office and proceeded to hide in the pantry, covering her mouth and crying quietly.
The language of flowers for daisies: unrequited love...
...
In the afternoon, Chen Yan put on a simple make-up to cover up her swollen eyes. She changed into a soft ginger-colored sweater, a thick velvet cotton retro skirt, and simply matched them with a pair of small leather shoes. She then put on a beige coat and left the house.
The car exited the Yuan Family Mansion and went along the slope all the way to the west. It was not even 12 o'clock yet when she arrived at the city center.
Mu Chenyan looked at the location that Wu Ze had sent to her phone and figured that it should be a French restaurant. Back in the days, Yan Mei had loved to dine there, hence Mu Chenyan was familiar with the name of the restaurant.
Wu Ze sat in the couples seat and seemed to have waited for a long time, but he was not anxious at all as he stirred the cup of coffee with his spoon in a moderate speed. His actions were as elegant as the gentleman of the upper class in the 19th century in Europe. His other hand was randomly flipping through a book.
The indoors was filled with warmth. Mu Chenyan took off her coat and draped it over her arm once she entered through the doors. As she made her way with little steps, she softly called out, "Big Brother Wu..."
Wu Ze looked up, and his phoenix eyes were filled with surprise and amazement.
Under the soft indoors lighting, her fair skin seemed to be almost translucent. Her fluffy fine hair was casually set. Matched with the ginger-colored sweater, her full-of-collagen cheeks were pink and tender, and her pair of eyes that were ink black like a jade was curved like a rainbow. She was a pleasure to the eye.
This woman, who had on her a glowing aura, had captured the attention of the entire place the moment she walked in.
Due to the unique air and charm of the oriental woman, a few foreigners did not avert their line of sight from her the moment she had entered.
After Mu Chenyan sat down, Wu Ze smiled lightly and said, "Father Time really cares for you a lot." "Compared to five years ago when I first met you, you still look about the same."
Five years ago? That should be the time when she was still studying in England!
Back then, she was young and tender.
Mu Chenyan did not have any contact with Wu Ze in England. She did not know when had Wu Ze seen her.
　　


After years of longing, Mu Chenyan was finally going to marry the man of her dreams — Yuan Xuan. However, on her wedding day, the tragic death of Shu Qinger, her well-known romantic competitor led to Mu Chenyan's prison sentence.

Two years later, Mu Chenyan was released from prison due to insufficient evidence, but she ended in another “prison” — the Yuan household. However, she was no longer the  naive girl who would let anyone have their way with her...

Her days in the prison had left their marks and a passion for revenge was now ignited in her. Even as Yuan Xuan tried to regain her love, she has now built a wall to guard her heart, cutting off all advances from him.

The question remains — who killed Shu Qinger? Who are the people on her side, and those who are on the devil's?

Love and hate intertwined, with Yuan Xuan's love and protectiveness over Mu Chenyan remaining unchanged...

After she left in anger from speaking her mother. she marched in frustration as she recalled all the times she wished her mother was with her, the jealousy she felt when she looked at Alice and her mother and everyone else who had a mother.






At that time, she was still young, she felt broken-hearted, but a part of her looked at her father and thought 'everything will be okay, papa is here with me.' The poor Erina didn't foresee what was coming towards her as her father started his training, brainwashing, and manipulation of her emotions.






'Why...Why is it always me?!' Erina stopped in her track in her room with tears coming down her face, her chest felt like a rock was placed on top of it 'This God's Tongue...' Erina touched her tongue with trembling hands 'Everything is because of it...' for the first time in her laugh, Erina wanted to rip her tongue out.






"EVERYTHING!!!" She shouted as she kicked the box of cooking tools away near her leg. Erina started breathing heavily.






"Oh my! oh my, i have seen something!" Erina snapped out of her emotional outburst. She looked in front of her and she saw Alice on her bed sitting with her legs crossed and a magazine in her hands with a smile.






"Alice?..." Erina mumbled "What are you doing in my room?" she asked with a frown.






Seeing this, Alice chuckled and throw the magazine away, it's ages-old anyway. Can't expect something new in a historic monument. "What happened? is something upsetting our cute princess?" Alice spoke.






"I am not in the mood to play with you, leave." Erina opened the door for Alice.






Alice tilted her head "Speak...what is on your mind?" 






"I said leave," Erina repeated herself with a low voice.






"No," Alice responded.






"LEAVE!!!" Erina shouted.






"No." With the same smile, Alice responded. Erina clenched her hands.






"Why you never listen, is it fun to play on my nerves? do you fin dit entertaining? I have always hated this about you!! Can't you just take care of your own business?! Why do you have to stick your nose in everything I do?!!" Erina spoke with anger "get out of my life already!!!!"






Alice didn't seem to be bothered and just tapped on the empty space on the bed beside her "Here, come here and sit with me, then we can talk." She said.






Erina looked at her with disbelieve, eyes wide and jaw open like a fish, she took a deep breath and sighed "Fine. You won't leave then I will leave." Erina turned and left the room.






She started walking away, aimlessly. She just wanted to be alone, but then she started hearing footsteps behind her. She stopped to look, and Alice was behind her with her usual smile.






"Leave me alone!" Erina said.






"No," Alice responded.






Erina clenched her fist "You...!" Then out of nowhere, she started running away with her full speed. She shuffled through the halls of the vast castle trying to lose Alice.






But when she looks behind her, she is still there behind her.






"Hey, Erina, this reminds me of that Romantic movie we watched two years ago, the boy was chasing the girl just like this!" Alice said out loud while laughing.






Erina had a vine pop on her forehead "It was a horror movie you idiot!!" She shouted.






"Is that so, I saw it cute!" 









"The girl was killed in the end, what is cute about it!" Erina shouted again while running.






"Eh?! But he loved her!" Alice had a surprised expression.






"Just shut up!!" Erina shouted with tears in her eyes "I hate you!!" 









"Oh! I love you two!" Alice shouted.









This continued on for about 15 minutes until Erina was dead exhausted. She stopped in the gardens behind the castle, under a Sakura tree. She was out of breath, her face was red and her body was trembling as she fell down and leaned on the tree to rest.






"Tired already?" Alice came to her and asked, "I was having fun!" She said.









Erina wanted to punch her cousin in her perfect white teeth for this "Shut up!" She said with difficulty."






Alice smiled and sat beside Erina "So? what happened?"






Erina looked at her with her eyes as she was too tired to move "..." her lips trembled and she started crying. Alice saw this and brought her in for a hug.






"Just speak to me, tell me everything until you feel okay." Alice ran her hand on Erina honey-blond hair with a gentle smile. Erina cried silently.






After a while, she calmed down, her eyes were red, but she never left Alice's warm arms as she relaxed in them "...I...I have met my mother." She spoke with a low and tired voice " I met her earlier. She is the book master."






"Oh! Auntie Mana? I have met her a couple of hours back two, before my battle with Alexander." Alice said.






Erina looked at her surprised "You let her? How?" she asked.






"Well I happened to be bored, so I accidentally slipped past the guards, then accidentally found myself in the top floor, and of course, with a pure accident, I came across the book master's room, and then and I am not joking, I accidentally entered her room," Alice said with a pure smile.






Erina looked at her deadpan in the eyes "You're not fooling anyone here." She said.






"Eh? you wound me!"






"Why did you go meet her?" Erina asked.






"Forget about me and let's just talk about you? tell me what happened with you two?" Alice patted Erina's head.






"Damn you...Fine." Erina smiled and told Alice what happened earlier. Alice wasn't that surprised, she had a rough idea about what might go between these two after she met Mana earlier.









....






Alexander was sitting with Mana, drinking tea while Mana had an IVS attached to her arm passing nutrients to her system.






Alexander looked at her with the cup of tea on his lips "So, you can't eat?"






"Oh! you figured all that by yourself, that's something!" Mana said sarcastically. After all, she spent 10 minutes of her time explaining why she can't stomach food and she can only rely on IVS to stay alive.






"Yes, I am a genius myself." Alexander smiled proudly.






Mana chuckled "Just like your mother..." She could See Alexandra in his face. "It is a strange thing..."






"What?" Alexander asked.






"My two friends...Leonora...Alexandra, both had children who just look like them, behave like them, a copy and past...But only I got a child who looks nothing like me, and has nothing of me in her." Mana spoke.






Alexander nodded "Yes...But it is fair."






"Fair?" Mana chuckled "How so?"



"Alice and I spent most of our time with our mother..." Alexander spoke.






"...How much time did you spend with Erina?" he asked.

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Food Wars: The Golden Hands / Chapter 203 is out on Pat reon
 
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The Best chef on Earth, Known as the Golden Hands due to his unmatched skills in cooking and monstrous talent has died.

After waking up he finds himself in the hands of young women. Knowing he had died, his only thought is that he had reincarnated.

But the world he reincarnated in is the famous Food Wars anime where chefs are highly respected and praised.

What will the Former Golden Hands chef do?? will he distance himself from cooking? or will he prove that he is the best in the field? Again.

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