Zhang Han returned back to earth from the cultivation world and became a stay-home dad. Rebuild mountain, open restaurant, write some songs, flirt with his own child’s mom……Stay tuned and watch how cultivator stay-home dad Zhang Han plays the city around in his palm.

Most chapters vary from 1000-3000 some are a little less ,I hope you guys enjoy the novel it’s my favourite Disclaimer I do not own the Chinese novel just posting here)

Pei Zi Yun was walking along the streets. The history of the Southern Kingdom stretched back to a thousand years. For successive generations, people who lived within the Southern Kingdom ran it as an autonomous region independent from the Emperor and Imperial Court. Hence, the layout and structure of these cities were extremely unique and different from most other cities. Their streets crisscrossed along the intersection. The houses and buildings within the cities showed their simple and unadorned lifestyles.
The streets were lined with shops on both sides selling a variety of items. There were many people on the streets as well, and they were dressed quite unusually, carrying bamboo baskets over their backs. A group of sixteen or seventeen years old men wore caps while carrying their children. 
"Eggs, I'm selling eggs!" An old woman carrying a basket full of chicken eggs was shouting. 
"Grasshoppers for sale, freshly fried grasshoppers for sale! Three coins for a stick!" A young boy was selling a stick of grasshoppers as a snack. 
The people on the streets were packed like sardines. Several women carried a basket as they came out to buy vegetables and other fresh food. When they saw something they liked, they would place it in their baskets after paying for it.
Pei Zi Yun was dressed neatly and looked smart. As he walked along the streets some girls turned to look at him, as if they were waiting for him to approach them. 
At this point, Pei Zi Yun looked at his surroundings and creased his eyebrows. The people around here spoke in a different dialect. Chinese was not the primary language here. He then thought to himself, 'The previous dynasty had lost this region for a hundred years. Roughly half of the Traditional Chinese culture has been lost in this area.'
'Although the new dynasty reclaimed this area and started controlling the region, the culture and language of the citizens wasn’t something that could be changed easily.'
A young man looked at Pei Zi Yun, with gleaming eyes. He then approached Pei Zi Yun and bowed, "Young Master, Young Master, where are you from?"
This person was dressed in the traditional Han Chinese robes, and spoke in Han Chinese as well. He looked to be somewhat bloated in the stomach. As he approached, Pei Zi Yun hesitated before laughing, "What can I do for you?"
The young man smiled, "It must be Young Master’s first time here in the Southern Kingdom, and you must be unfamiliar with the place. My humble name is Hong Lin, and I can bring you around to see the sights and tour the city. It’s just that you will have to pay me."
"Oh, how much do you charge?" Pei Zi Yun asked curiously.
"Young Master, it’s not much. I only ask for 10 silver taels. Then, you can call on me anytime you wish. I grew up here and know everything there is to know. If you meet with any problems, I can help you out too. This is a good deal." The young man smiled.
"10 silver taels? Do you take me for a fat sheep? Hmph." Pei Zi Yun pushed past him and continued walking. He was shocked that a person he didn’t even know would demand such an expensive price for something so simple.
Seeing Pei Zi Yun leave, the young man hurriedly caught up with him, "Young Master, Young Master. 5 taels. Fine, 3 taels. I can’t go any lower. I’m only earning money for being hardworking and at your disposal."
"I shall give you 1 silver tael. Take it or leave it." Pei Zi Yun waved his fist, "A proper guide would not even cost me 300 coins a day. You’re asking for too much."
"1 silver tael is fine too." Hong Lin laughed as he caught the silver tael that Pei Zi Yun tossed. After touching the tael and biting into it, he warmly pointed out, "In the Southern Kingdom, the weather changes very often. A part of the city could be raining and the other could have a clear and sunny sky at the same time. Hence, a person should always be dressed for all four seasons here in the Southern Kingdom. Young Master, if you wish to explore the area, you will have to prepare in advance."
The climate within the Southern Kingdom changed very often and abruptly. The difference in temperature could be very great as well, and the city could see any of the four seasons at any time. Pei Zi Yun already knew this beforehand and was well prepared for this. He waved his fists again, "Cut the crap. Show me the way, I wish to visit the broker. I have things to do."
Hong Lin then led Pei Zi Yun. He seemed like he was extremely familiar with the broker, "Uncle Hong, I’ve brought you a customer."
A middle-aged man came out. When he saw that it was Hong Lin, he frowned before welcoming Pei Zi Yun. He smiled at Pei Zi Yun, "What requests does Young Master have?"
"Tell me more about the Southern Kingdom." Pei Zi Yun looked around before saying, "This is not a good place to speak. Let’s go and find a restaurant to speak."
Uncle Hong from the brokerage firm was somewhat hesitant about meeting Pei Zi Yun at first, and yet when Pei Zi Yun suggested this he replied enthusiastically, "Good, Young Master. Very well."
"Young Master, I know that Four Directions Restaurant here in the Southern Kingdom is very reputable." Hong Lin smiled before leading the way.
Four Directions Wine Restaurant

Although the Southern Kingdom was vastly different from the the mid-region of the country, this restaurant looked very similar to any other restaurant. Pei Zi Yun observed the place before smiling, "The style of this place is good, but there isn’t enough charm in poetry here."
As he entered, he realized that they even had private rooms, and went into one of the room. Pei Zi Yun retrieved a tael of silver before instructing, "Serve us some dishes."
The waiter received the silver before smiling and bowing, "Yes, yes!"

Uncle Hong’s face changed too. He had seen how generous this person was. A silver tael for a table was a generous amount to give. He then put on a serious face before looking at Pei Zi Yun, "If Young Master wishes to explore this place and have fun, take a look. Across this place is High Holy Temple. It’s symmetrical on all four corners and is thirteen stories tall. There’s even a golden colored bird on the roof. In fact, if you look, there is one bird every two meters. People refer to this temple as Golden Rooster Pagoda as well."
Pei Zi Yun looked far ahead, and saw that the golden paint over the copper bird had started to peel off. He then asked, "Why do you place golden roosters on top of the buildings?"
"It’s been said that golden birds are able to vanquish dragons. There are plenty of mountains here in the Southern Kingdom, and sometimes the streams from the mountains flood our villages and cause damage to property. Placing these golden birds on our roofs are a way of preventing the damage from becoming too severe. In the past, there were whistles on the mouths of the birds. Whenever the wind blew, these birds would whistle continuously. Over time, dust and dirt got caught within the whistles and now they do not make any sound."
At this point, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly overhead. The three of them sat in discussion, as delicious dishes were served up. After having some wine, their ears started to flush from the heat. Pei Zi Yun then said, "I wish to understand more about the Southern Kingdom, please tell me more."

The middle-aged man was named Hong Kuai. As a broker, he was privy to most of the news and gossips within the city. If not, how could he succeed as a businessman? When Pei Zi Yun asked him, he thought for sometime before replying, "Here in the Southern Kingdom, there aren’t many Han Chinese like you and I, and we aren’t the most prosperous people here. The people who controlled the entire area are the government offices and the tribe chieftains, who are also appointed by the government."
"Since the growth of the empire has been much slower than before, many Han Chinese from the cities came here in search for jobs. Only then did our businesses improve." Shen Kuai extended a pair of chopsticks and scooped up a large piece of meat before drinking his wine.

"Based on the way I see it, on one hand, the Imperial Court repopulated many Han Chinese here. On the other hand they’re controlling the tribe chieftains like puppets. I think…." Hong Lin was about to continue when he was interrupted by Uncle Hong, who cleared his throat.
Pei Zi Yun was unaffected and said, "Tell me about the leaders of the Southern Kingdom, the tribe chieftains, and the different races."
This was not a sensitive topic and the three of them continued drinking their wines before speaking. They both of them were familiar with this place and knew about the happenings. After listening to them explain more, he started to form a clearer picture of this place.
Pei Zi Yun then picked up some peanuts to eat. He then thought to himself, 'Based on what I’ve heard, there are four people who fit my purpose. However, his excellency Wu ranking as an official is too high. Even if I make a visit as a High Scholar, it would raise some eyebrows.'
'His excellency Dai is of an average rank. Even if I do pay him a visit, I can’t get much help from him.'
'And there’s a Registrar Official as well. His family had a tribe chieftain from the previous dynasty. Hence, he has blood relations with many other powerful people as well. Although his rank is considered small, his influence is far reaching. What’s more, he appreciates literary arts, I can consider going to him.'
'As for the last one, his rank was too low to make a difference.'
As he thought about this, he laughed, "Come, let’s all drink."
When the wine and meat were done, Pei Zi Yun then tossed a tael of silver to Hong Kuai. Hong Kuai was somewhat inebriated as well, having drank slightly too much wine. However, he appeared to be extremely alert when it came to receiving the silver. Since Hong Lin often hung out with bad company and was used to drinking, he did not appear too drunk. Pei Zi Yun then told him, "Take me to Registrar Official Shi Ba’s house."
Pei Zi Yun and Hong Lin then went to buy some gifts before they made their way to the Registrar Official’s house.
The Registrar Official’s Mansion was rather lavish. Pei Zi Yun went up and provided a note to indicate his presence for dropping by, "Ying Prefecture Top Scorer Pei Zi Yun requests an audience."
When the door guard saw him, he chuckled and said, "Young Master, please wait."
Shortly after, a normal looking Han Chinese man came out, looking rather surprised. He then politely asked, "You’re the Top Scorer Pei who wrote <Let’s Drink Up>?"
"When I heard that it was Pei Zi Yun, I thought that your name sounded very familiar. I then recalled your poem, which was very impressive. Please come in."
"Serve the tea!" Following the Registrar Official’s instructions, a pair of serving maids stepped forward and served them both tea.
"Registrar official, your excellency is too kind with his words." Pei Zi Yun replied humbly.
"I’m not being kind, it’s the truth from the bottom of my heart." The Official then looked at Pei Zi Yun, "I wonder if Top Scorer Pei has any slightly more recent works which he’d care to share with me?"
Looking back at the Official, Pei Zi Yun’s heart fluttered before replying, "I do. When it comes to poems and essays, it requires a great deal of inspiration. My last work was written for the Emperor and the Grand Princess."
"Oh?" When he heard Pei Zi Yun speak, his eyes lit up, "Top Scorer Pei had been granted an audience with the Emperor and the Grand Princess? The Southern Kingdom is far away from the capital, and we’ve not heard of this matter yet. Please explain more."
Pei Zi Yun then briefly summed up his visit to the capital city and said, "As for this poem, it doesn’t sound as nice as compared to when it’s read."
"Master Top Scorer, please wait." The Official’s face was full of delight, "Bring me some ink and quill."
Immediately, a serving maid brought the inkstone, paper and quill. The Official stepped up to prepare the ink and Pei Zi Yun retrieved the quill. He then started writing. With every word he wrote, the Official gasped in delight, "Indeed a renowned literary Scholar!"

He then stopped smiling before hesitating, and finally placing the paper on the table. He then raised his head and asked, "I wonder what master Top Scorer wants me to do. I am just a mere Registrar Official, and not worthy to do great things."
Pei Zi Yun smiled, "Registrar Shi, you think too little of me. I’ve met the Emperor personally, and the Grand Princess. I have quite a reputation to my name, and have mansions and lands. I do not lack silver as well. How could I possibly put your excellency in a spot?"
"It’s just that I have a relative from my clan, who had been in the Southern Kingdom. I’ve read my ancestral family tree and finally found out about my missing relative. My mother instructed to me to look for him, since he’s related to us. It’s just that I’m not familiar with this place, and thus came to your excellency for help."
When the Registrar Official heard this, his tense features immediately relaxed, and he looked somewhat apologetic, "So that’s the reason. May I request for master Top Scorer to tell me the name of this relative, so that I can do my research."
"Li Xian Lian, he’s a Daoist." Pei Zi Yun then said, "We’re just not sure about what happened to him after reaching the Southern Kingdom. Neither do we know what he did here."
"This should be easy enough. Master Top Scorer, tell me your address. I can order someone to search up the information, and inform you after." The Official said, smiling. Since he was a native, and he came from a family of tribe chieftains, he understood the entire area and knew every mountain and stronghold. It can be said that he had people on both sides of the law and even had contacts within the native population as well. Finding someone should not be too difficult for him.
"I do not have an address as well. How about this, I shall find an inn nearby to stay so that you could reach me there." Pei Zi Yun replied. After sometime, he made his exit.
‘Who said that this man was forthright, outspoken and enjoyed literary arts?’ Pei Zi Yun thought to himself as he left the mansion. He then laughed, "This man is extremely crafty and deceitful."
Although they had only known each other for a short time, Pei Zi Yun was able to understand why the Official acted refined and likable. Ever since the dynasty reclaimed the Southern Kingdom, this man turned over to the Imperial Court and pretended to be fascinated by the Han Chinese’s culture and literary works. He did this so that he could earn the favor of the court, and was thus appointed as an official.
'It might even be the tribe’s attempt to penetrate into the government and plant a spy for their own benefits.'
'However, this is none of my business. This man is a leading figure among the locals, and finding someone should not be hard for him. My relationship with him would only go this far.'
As he was pondering, he cleared this throat, "Hong Lin, take me to a clean and reputable inn."

Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land,
Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains.
I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!

The forums became a sea full of joy. The Chinese players were filled with excitement.
After Long Sky became the champions, Dynasty defeated Tomahawk and were placed third.
In the top eight teams, three of them were Chinese teams, one was the champion, and one was the second runner up. This astonishing achievement made many proud.
Long Sky received the most praising. Hao Tian had proven his skills and earned himself a ton of fans. The fame of his teammates, Sleepy Winter and Twinkle Fried Rice, grew enormously too. Even the Dynasty fans were happy for them from the bottom of their hearts.
Some thought that what had happened to Dynasty was regretful—if they did not face Rivervale and Long Sky consecutively, both the champion and the first runner-up teams might have been Chinese teams.
Due to the outstanding performances of the teams that they admired, countless players were praising how exciting this season was nonstop. After watching the entire season, they discovered one phenomenon.
During the finals, the Chinese teams did not lose even once to a team from another country!
Hence, some people found new words to praise their teams.
"The only ones that can beat us are ourselves!"
Han Xiao did watch the events after the match such as the award ceremony, the analytics of the season, and so on. Seeing that Long Sky were the winners, he had a rough guess about the future situation.
The Chinese teams had achieved extraordinary results in this season, and this would have a long-term effect. He knew his countrymen well. No matter what competition it was, as long as a fellow countryman was the champion, it would definitely pique their interest. Hence, there would be many new Chinese players in the next version, far more than in his previous life.
The Shattered Star Ring division, where the champions were from, was the headquarters of the various Chinese clubs. Therefore, many new Chinese players would choose to be born in the novice planets in the Shattered Star Ring. These freshies would become the new blood of the Black Star Army in the next version!
The current player count was far from the peak. The amazing results obtained by the Chinese teams would also affect Han Xiao very positively—good results meant more newcomers for the Black Star Army, which also meant that the quantity and quality of his leeks would be increased.
In this season, the Chinese teams had used various Black Star series mechanical devices. These were basically advertisements for the Black Star Army. Similar to how the American teams chose Planet Winterfrost to showcase the advantages of the Demon Race so that many players would feel that Demons were very strong, the Chinese teams' performance made many feel that the Black Star Army was very strong. The machines used by the Chinese teams brought Han Xiao quite a lot of attention.
…
Season two of the Galaxy Pro League had ended, but its popularity lasted for a long time afterward. However, after most of the players had their fill of fun, they finally focused on other issues.
The end of the Pro League meant that Version 2.0 was about to end as well.
Speculation concerning the storyline of the next season became a hot topic on the forums once again.
In the Shattered Star Ring, Bun-Hit-Dog's video was mentioned, the one that consisted of Han Xiao's conversation with Frenzied Sword and the others. The video hinted that the next version would be related to the Crimson Dynasty and sparked a lot of discussion.
"What could the Crimson Dynasty's goal in the Shattered Star Ring be?"
"Who knows? Anyway, in the next version, we will definitely be more involved in the fight between the organizations in the galaxy."
"Maybe it's the same as the start of Version 2.0, having to face a huge disaster as soon as we log in. I'm guessing that the Crimson Dynasty is the final boss."
"I'm not really interested in the storyline. All I'm interested in is what will happen to our Black Star Army. After the last version update, Black Star became the faction that guided us into the universe. I wonder how the Black Star Army will change after this update."
"I hope it won't disappear. We farmed so many Contribution Points for so long. If the Black Star Army is gone, it will all have been for nothing."
Due to past experiences, many players were curious about what the Black Star Army would become in Version 3.0.
The Chinese players basically looked at the Black Star Army as their main faction. Furthermore, it was one of the biggest reasons that the Chinese teams were able to achieve such results in the Pro League. Therefore, this issue received a lot of attention.
Han Xiao had been keeping an eye on the forums too, but even he could not give a clear answer to this question.
"The new version is about to arrive. This time, the gap is ten years…"
Han Xiao shook his head. Under the Crimson Tide, this would be a very tough ten years. Klent's secret war and the third round of [Prey]… there would be all kinds of danger.
In his previous life, when Version 3.0 started, the secret war between Klent and Purple Crystal was at its climax. That was when the players came into play. This meant that the secret war might go on during the entire time before the version updates.
The Black Star Army would spend the next ten years in battles. There would be both risks and opportunities.
When the players returned after ten years, Han Xiao did not know what would have become of the Black Star Army.
There would be many alliances forming in the next version. They would be the hidden competitors in recruiting the players. In Version 3.0, the Black Star Army would no longer be the 'guiding faction'. Han Xiao had been wondering how to make use of the next ten years to increase the attractiveness of the Black Star Army.
The current players had spent a lot of time and energy on the Black Star Army throughout the version, so they would not change factions easily. Keeping the old players was not an issue as long as Han Xiao operated the Black Star Army properly during the version update.
What he needed to go for was the new players in Version 3.0. Other than the effect brought by the Pro League, the Black Star Army had to have at least the same amount of resources as the other alliance factions.
The players' achievements during Version 2.0 and the profit made from the players were the only assets that Han Xiao had to get through the following ten years.
The Pro League was the last opportunity to harvest leeks for Version 2.0. Near the end of the version, the players would bank their fortune and wait for the next version.
As soon as Version 3.0 arrived, the Black Star Army would rocket in terms of strength!
After all, the players in Version 3.0 would be able to level up to Grade B.
Millions of Grade C Supers and millions of Grade B Supers were completely different.
Beep beep!
This time, the communicator suddenly vibrated.
"You have a new message, hum…"
Han Xiao took out the communicator. It was a message from Ralph, telling him to go to the mother planet of the Purple Crystal Civilization. Section Zero had confirmed all the organization members and summoned the leader of all those organizations to officially announce the creation of Section Zero.
"This organization is formed at last."
Han Xiao's eyes gleamed.
…
The Blacklight Stealth stopped at the port of the Section Zero headquarters, which was on the Curved Blade garrison satellite orbiting the Purple Crystal Civilization mother planet. Han Xiao followed Dodder, the foreign affairs emissary, into the garrison satellite and came to the hall.
At this time, more than two hundred rather well-known people were gathered there. The moment that Han Xiao walked in, those people all turned and looked over with different expressions on their faces.
Before Section Zero was officially formed, most of the people there did not know who the other members were. Due to what had happened with Black Star a few months ago, many had guessed that Black Star had joined Section Zero, so not many of them were surprised.
"Not bad, Black Star is a reliable comrade."
Many had the same thought in their mind and nodded at Han Xiao.
Han Xiao saw some familiar faces in the crowd, including chest hair monster Jayne and do-nothing Gadeli, who had once fought alongside him, and some organizations that had followed him to eliminate Albert's gang.
Among them, the ones that had the biggest organizations were the Arc Light Organization leader from the Severide Star System, the Hero Group leader from the Skywalker Star System, and the New Phylen Rebels leader from the Rain Star System. Other than those, there were also many other organizations that were much bigger than Han Xiao's. His Black Star Army was above average.
Ralph stood before the crowd. His face was serious, and his tone was formal.
"Everyone is here. As you all know, the purpose of Section Zero is to protect the Colton Star Cluster and guard against the Klent Kingdom's invasion. The enemy you're about to face is the Tyrant's Bloodshed Land. Due to reasons that all of you know, we and Klent can't use our official armies. The Colton Star Cluster's safety is in your hands.
"You will all become important allies of one another, cooperate with each other, fight alongside each other, and guard against the Bloodshed Land's invasion together.
"I hereby announce the official creation of Section Zero!"
This time, a notification popped up on Han Xiao's interface.
_____________________
New Faction [Section Zero] activated!
Favorability: 1,500/3,000
Current Relationship: Friendly
_____________________
…
In the hall of Black Star Base No.1, many players had gathered.
It was the day of the version upgrade, and the update would start in less than two hours. Many players gathered in different bases before logging off. The players were now experienced with this and knew that the best choice was to wait in a stronghold in groups before the update. Base No.1 had the most players.
This was because Long Sky, Dynasty, and Rivervale had all decided to log off there. Many players had gone to look at those players.
After Hao Tian was done speaking to the passionate fans, he bade farewell to King Admiral and Frenzied Sword.
"I'm logging off."
King Admiral smiled and said, "Little Hao, let's have dinner in a few days. Call Fried Eggplants With Fish and the others too."
"Sure." Hao Tian nodded.
Li Ge heard and asked, "Hey, what about me?"
"If you're that shameless, we welcome you to come without an invitation." Second Prince curled his lips.
"It's decided then, see you there," Li Ge said in a serious tone.
Frenzied Sword was stunned. He remembered Li Ge to be very proud, what happened?
Compared to the Temple of Gods, which did not achieve any notable results in two consecutive seasons, Long Sky had finished top four and champions, while Dynasty was second and third. Therefore, Li Ge could not maintain the confidence to be proud anymore. He did not want the Temple of Gods to be forgotten, so he could only put away his pride and hang out with these people. That way, he could at least benefit from all the attention that they were receiving.
"By the way, Sword, bring your team over for the dinner too. It's on me." Hao Tian suddenly recalled his buddy Frenzied Sword.
Frenzied Sword was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. He had been dreaming of becoming a god tier player, and now, he finally felt that he was one foot into Hao Tian and the others' circle.
Twinkle Fried Rice's eyes sparkled. "Since so many people are coming, we might as well invite Thunder Storm, Fanatics, Nine Gates, and all those teams as well. We should all celebrate for a few days."
Li Ge immediately supported this idea. All the teams gathering together would definitely be huge news. He would benefit from it, too.
Hao Tian thought about it and said, "Okay. Anyway, we did not celebrate enough after winning the championship. Let's enjoy ourselves during the holidays."
They chatted for a while happily and logged off one after another. The players around also turned into white lights and disappeared.
Very soon, the hall became empty.
At the same time, Han Xiao, who was on rushing back, saw a notification on his interface.
_____________________
Version 2.0 Update Activated!
Saving data… Save complete!
Player forums closed.
Update Duration: Unknown. Please wait patiently.
_____________________
"And so it begins…"
Inside the Blacklight Stealth cockpit, Han Xiao had a melancholic expression on his face.
Ten years…
…
A spaceship left the desolate region, and the countless stars ahead were reflected on the porthole.
Stephanie looked at the bright stars ahead and smiled.
"We're finally here, the Shattered Star Ring."


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

Lee Cheng Wen was a government official from Country Z. Before the Earth’s catastrophe, his rank had already reached prefecture-city level customs bureau’s head personnel. His age was only 46, a veritable youth among his peers.
Cheng Wen didn’t come from an aristocratic family or married someone influential. He reached his stage by slowly climbing the administrative ladder. Those that didn’t know him thought it was because of his ridiculously good luck, but some knew it was because he was a hero who could rule the world. Of course, this was an exaggeration, but they would all agree that he was definitely a character!
Cheng Wen’s favorite pastime was to read ancient literature, especially books by Lao Zi. He always told his twin that life is like reading a book, cause the books would always teach us how to act, as history tends to repeat itself. However, Cheng Wen was sort of a prude, because he was ethnocentric even in his reading materials. Only ancient Chinese texts had wisdom in them, and those written by other barbaric races didn’t.
Cheng Wen’s son, Li Jing, had always argued with him about this point, especially bringing up the Han Dynasty’s downfall around the seventeenth century. Other people’s cultures weren’t as bad as Cheng Wen made it out to be.
Cheng Wen would go silent every time he was faced with this argument; therefore, Li Jing stopped bringing it up, thinking it might have offended his father somehow.
Deep within Cheng Wen’s heart was a seed of sorrow. He was brought up by his grandfather, who was a famous private school teacher during the period prior to the Red Revolution. Therefore, he was taught a lot of classical thoughts. Cheng Wen was a natural learner; he had always managed to thwart his grandfather in class. His grandfather used to say that if he was born 500 years earlier, he would be someone like Zhu Ge Liang, or at least a learned man like Xun Yu [1].
Cheng Wen had mastered the Han’s antiquated thoughts before he reached age thirty, and very often, the question of why the Han Dynasty had gone into downfall would come up in his mind.
This was a big question pondered upon by many men from Country Z, the Qing Dynasty, and New Country Z. Why was it? Why would such a glorious dynasty face downfall when mankind was entering the modern era?
Cheng Wen thought that the Han Dynasty didn’t start to face its own downfall near the modern era but rather during the Tang Dynasty.
The fall of the Han Dynasty was definitely not because, as many charlatans had said, of Confucianism. While it was true that there was no cultural explosion after the unification of Confucianism like there was during the Warring Kingdoms era, Confucianism too had been changing ever since its conceptualization.
What is Confucianism?
Human need is Confucianism!
Confucianism changes according to human needs. This was a philosophy most suitable for human society's development because it was the most inclusive and deep philosophy there was. As long as the society needed it, it could change to fit the agenda of the day. Therefore, it wasn’t Confucianism itself that killed Han Dynasty, the real killer had used Confucianism as a prop to achieve its own goal.
Then who was the real killer?
Cheng Wen thought it was conceitedness from assuming oneself was the best.
Ever since the Tang Dynasty and the Song, Ming, and Guang Dynasties following it, Han culture had been unbeatable. Other than the actual Han Dynasty, there was no civilization equal to the level of Han culture. The barbarians couldn’t do it, and the Europeans couldn’t do it either. There was no civilization on Earth that could rival the glory of the Han culture. No matter from which perspective, the best civilization on Earth was definitely the culture of the Hans.
In conclusion, the Han’s pride was not something that could be put into words. Calling itself the Kingdom of Gods was a good try though. Of course, when one was at the top, there were no others to compare to and learn from. This was when the Han Dynasty started to fall, when it started to focus only on itself. Its growth had gone stagnant and the Confucianism holding that was society together stopped changing.
Unlike European countries, which had never been united under the same banner, the internal communication and external communication with the Arabic countries had never stopped…
This self-seclusion could only lead to self-exhaustion. Confucianism couldn’t grow tall but instead had no choice but to grow wide like Li Xue [2] during the Song Dynasty and Xin Xue [3] during the Ming Dynasty. In actuality, this did nothing for Confucianism. Wide growth meant more students, but the philosophy itself remained unchanged. This carried on until the end of the Ming Dynasty.
Following the European Renaissance, the other civilizations started to catch up to the Han culture. With the advent of long-distance sailing, the communication between the Hans and the rest of the world began. This communication reached its peak during the end of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, many scholars saw the catalyst needed for improvement in Han culture. This was observable from the beginning of capitalism and scholars of Confucianism realizing the new changes in their studied philosophy.
However, at that time, the biggest threat to the Hans appeared on the scene, the Mans, the Qing Dynasty… had arrived!
In the 300 year period when the European countries were undergoing a metamorphosis, the Hans started to collapse…
The Han culture was completely destroyed during that 300 year period. What remained? Foot-binding? Qipao? What else? Were these the things that defined the glory of Han Dynasty that lasted for thousands of years? How laughable!
After losing the essence of the Han people, in recent years, the people started to turn outwards to look for new cultural inspirations by turning to the west. In reality, ever since the Qing Dynasty, Han culture had completely been unrooted. For example, was the new Z Country really a Han product? No, it was nothing more than an imported good…
Therefore, Cheng Wen realized that the real killer of the Han people was self-reclusion, and this started during the Tang Dynasty…
He fully believed that if given the same resources, the Hans packaged with the thoughts and learning of ancient China would definitely crush the white-skinned people like bugs!
Ever since the beginning of the Hope's government, Cheng Wen was a small level Hope government official worker. He worked tirelessly without complaint. He was a man of few words, but his every word was loaded and to the point. Slowly but surely, his rank started to rise. Thus far, other than people like Yao Yuan, he was the highest ranking Han in the Hope’s government, and also one of the few Hans actually working in the government.
Many Han public officials like himself always complained to him about Yao Yuan’s policies, especially the one about all Chinese people having to start from the bottom rung of the administrative ladder, during meals. How was it that the government, which was in Country Z people’s hands, had all the higher officials be westerners? It was the same thing with the House of Representatives. The speaker was white, 70 percent of the representatives were white, and the rest were Asians from other countries and Africans, only 1 percent was pure-bred Han. Why was that?
These complaints entered Cheng Wen’s ears after he had a small fever. It was a fever that lasted only for several hours. Even though it was during the period when the Homo Evolutis awakening was happening, Cheng Wen’s wife and kids didn’t think it had anything to do with Cheng Wen’s fever, because Cheng Wen’s fever was too short and he was wide awake through the whole process. Only Cheng Wen himself knew that he had become a Homo Evolutis… a Thinker.
This was how Cheng Wen answered those complaining officials.
"…As Lao Zi once said, give in order to take."
The officials were not familiar with antiquated literature, but the phrase itself wasn’t that complicated, so they seemed to have understood a thing or two…
One had to give before one could take… But what exactly was the meaning?
Cheng Wen, who was asked to elaborate, only smiled because he didn’t consider it necessary to do so. Certain things had to be left unsaid. However, according to his recent observations and his understanding of Yao Yuan, the caution the white skins had against Guang Zhen and the small actions taken behind Yao Yuan’s back to undermine his place, from all this he could see…
The plan that had been formed ever since the Hope’s government was created.
Give in order to take…
A few months after the Hope stopped in space, the first batch of corrupted officials, including westerners, Africans, and Asians, were captured. The government asked Cheng Wen to come in to have a talk. They discussed his years of hard work and their wish to commend him. At that point, Cheng Wen knew the plan that had been in planning for 10 years had been initiated!
Give in order to take!
Cheng Wen felt especially kindred to Yao Yuan then, like finding an old friend. He had no clue whether Yao Yuan was familiar Ancient Chinese thinking, but he realized that he was using it to clean up the trash that was plaguing the Hope.
In some way, there was communication without actually communicating…
That night, Cheng Wen got himself blind drunk. The next day, the first ever label of the most honest government worker in the 11 years of the Hope’s government induction was bequeathed onto Cheng Wen. At the same time, he was named the vice minister for the Hope’s ministry of labor and personnel. He was going to take the position of minister until the actual minister returned from being investigated….


Endless sky and infinite space, the cosmos isn’t some paradise waiting to be found, it is full of darkness and danger, death and terror of the great unknown. However, for that glittering swath of blue, we have no fear! For the longevity of men, we have no regrets! Nothing shall stand in our way because it is finally our time, our age! The age of cosmos exploration! 


Another job interview fail. LiXue strolled glumly in the streets of Tokyo. Her skill sets just didn't fit most criteria, as she has no educational advancements beyond high school. 

LiXue wasn't the type of reach for any crazy ambitions. All she wanted was to look after her grandparents and the farm in the end. But she was rather verse in agricultural research from many fielding departments, such as hunting and crop development. But who needed a girl who was unqualified and only knew how to farm? She carried the only salvaged bag that contained things that her grandparents had sneaked into her bag. 

So it was mainly odd things. Like a sewing kit, hunting knife, a few diaries and pens and a first aid kit. Most strange of all a bag of assorted vegetables seed. Though LiXue smiles fondly at her grandpa's strange sentiment.

LiXue who had stopped in the middle of an empty street slaps her cheeks letting out a loud crack that echoed through her cheeks. "Oww. I think I've overdid it." LiXue moans in pain. Her cheeks sting and swell painfully red.

A trick her grandpa taught her whenever she got scared or sad. It sends a shock to the system and it was her grandpa's way to snap a person back to reality. Well it works.

"You can do this. Grandpa would be disappointed if I gave up here. Now let's go to the next job interview!" LiXue cried out. But the moment she blinked, LiXue was currently standing in an empty plain.

"Huh?" LiXue pondered her surroundings, as she looked around herself.

Then suddenly, LiXue feels the ground reverberated violently, as she spies into the distance. 

Is that horsemen?

She blinks rapidly in disbelief, as the forms become bigger and bigger. The horses tower over her casting a mighty shadow over her. Sensing the presence of something dangerous behind her, she shots her hands up in surrender. "Please don't kill me!" LiXue shrieks in terror.

LiXue hears the horsemen dismount their horses. With all the courage in her heart, she pry open her eyes. They speak in a language she was familiar with, Chinese. Or similar to it.

"What is you're business on the border of *YingTian?" One of the soldiers demanded.

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*Apparently this is what NanJing was called in the Ming Dynasty
Author note: Don't worry if the plot is strange for starting in China, but this is how I'm going for my plot. We will get to Japan eventually.
I also don't know the value of money in the Ming Dynasty so the value I put in the story maybe wrong, please forgive me for the sake of the story.
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Before she could muster any courage to voice her answer, a spear poked into her back provokingly. 

"I mean you no harm. I am travelling to the nearest town because my family said to met them there." LiXue lied. Hoping with all her heart that he believed her, it seemed that it did for now.

"Since that you are by yourself. It is unsafe for you to travel alone. We will take you to YingTian." The soldier suggested. LiXue let out a sigh of relief, as she was told to mount the horse. Since LiXue had past experience with horse riding, she mounted the horse rather easy which surprised the soldiers.

But what bother her was that these soldiers seemed to resemble Ming dynasty armour. And why didn't they question her origin, since she looked rather foreign. 

Maybe because birth of half Chinese were starting to pop up?

As she was left to ponder, LiXue was brought back to reality. A sudden change in lighting, as a shadow overcast her small figure. A towering wall of the entry of the city.

LiXue was let off to go and search for her family, but not before thanking them.

LiXue ambled through the street absorbing information from her surroundings. Though her Chinese was a bit rusty for lack of use, she could roughly find out the context of the conversation. 

Stall owners yelled out advertising their wares to the passing foot traffic. LiXue smelt foods familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time and sights and wonders she had never seen in her lifetime. A hanging piece of paper stuck to the wall that attracted her attention, since paper was considered as a luxury item it would obviously grab some attention.

It was an advertisement from a restaurant and what they wanted was a waitress. The business must be doing pretty well considering that they were able to afford paper, but LiXue tested out the texture of the paper. It was fairly poor quality but it was still paper. 

Seeing as that she couldn't really do anything in her situation, LiXue followed the direction to the restaurant through the helpful guide of strangers.

The restaurant was fairly busy and packed, but a waiter noticed her presence. "Sorry, but we have no space right now. Go somewhere else!" He shouts to her over all the noise.

"I'm here for the job advertisement!" LiXue retorted.

He looks blankly at her and then he shouts out to a manager. A neatly groomed manager that seems to be enjoying the wealth of the restaurant from his clothing comes out from the back. 

"Welcome, I am Manager Mu. Come to my office and we can discuss the job description." Manager Mu direct. LiXue follows after him and they enter his office.

The office is meticulously tidy and sheets of low quality paper and an abacus lie on his desk.

"So miss, what is your name?" Manager Mu asked. 

"My name is Ran LiXue." LiXue gave him a white lie, since revealing her last name could led to complications in the future.

"So we are here to discuss your earning as a waitress 10 copper coins for your shift and your shift will be everyday starting today." Manager Mu said.

LiXue didn't know what 10 copper coins was worth and she didn't want to be cheated. 

"I am happy for the job, but there is something I'd like to discuss with you." LiXue asked.

Surprise lit on the man's face, but he let her continue. "Since I've never had to deal with money since I've lived a self sufficient life with my family, I would like an explanation for the value of money." LiXue asked politely. She waited to gauge his reaction, as he places a hand over his eyes and lets out a booming roar.

"Forgive me. This is the first time someone has asked me something like this." Manager Mu wipes the tear from the corner of his eye.

He gives her a simple breakdown of the currency exchange. That the copper coin is the most available currency for most commoners 10 coppers were enough for a person to life off for two days. Which didn't seem like a bad deal for her.

LiXue was thrown head in as a new waitress. She was running from table to table and serving dishes to customers at her best. 

Manager Mu watched from the distance at the new waitresses performance. Most people quit after the first shift because of the pure hectic chaos of the restaurant, but it seems that LiXue was competent worker. Working efficiently and providing top quality service, which surprised him. Maybe she had experience with restaurant service?

It seemed like a dream. It was exactly like the Guren's izakaya she worked at hectic but with a pleasant atmosphere. It seemed like hours when the restaurant was closing for the night. LiXue got to look at the other coworkers and she could clearly see that they were exhausted and perspiring from their foreheads. 

The chefs were just as tired. LiXue felt a strong slap on her shoulder, as she looked over her shoulder it was the waiter that first greeted her. "Not bad for a newbie. So what's ya name? I'm Gu FengLi." FengLi introduces himself at rapid speed it even took LiXue a bit of time to process.

"I'm Ran LiXue." LiXue answered. 

He ponders about her name. "Hey you better get settle to your room." FengLi declares.

But confusion appears on LiXue's face, "Ah, Manager Mu provides housing for his workers." FengLi explains, until another force comes to snatch LiXue from his grasp.

"FengLi you're overwhelming the poor girl. Hi, I'm Hong DanJing. I'll give you a tour." A cheery face introduces herself to LiXue.

But that cheery face scrunches up in investigative expression, "You know you look like a foreigner, but you have features of a Chinese." DanJing comments, but she dismisses it. "Well who cares? I'll take care of you from now on." DanJing declares.

But the rumble of DanJing's stomach ruins the dignified atmosphere, which send FengLi cracking up hysterical laughter. DanJing throws a punch a him, which he hisses in pain.

"Is there leftovers?" LiXue pondered staring at the kitchen.

"Yeah there are but the chefs are already heading home and most of us can't cook." FengLi grumbles.

"Maybe I can make something. Don't worry I'll wash up the kitchen after I'm done with it." LiXue reassures. The pair of coworkers clasped her hand with shiny eyes that are begging her.

LiXue enters the kitchen which attracts the attention of the other coworkers. Looking around, there isn't much of a variety in ingredients but there were enough to make food for all of them. LiXue retrieves her knife set from nearby the office and opens it. "Woah, the newbie has some good tools there." FengLi comments watching her every move.

LiXue made a sauce out of leftover seasonings like honey, ginger, pepper flakes, soy sauce and toasted sesame seed and proceeded to mince the garlic and chop the onion and leftover pork chops. LiXue sliced the pork into even slices and sautéed the onion and garlic until fragrant, which whetted the appetites of exhausted workers. Gathering a crowd around her, she added leftover veggies and added the sauce. 

The fire was blown to stop the cooking and she plated noodles and served the pork stir fry on top.

All the coworkers rushed to eat first, as their chopsticks moved faster than their mouths, as they cried tears of joy.

Chiba LiXue was a woman who fell into a time slip most likely.  Most likely  the whims of a bored god. She was forced into one of Japan’s most violent times, the Sengoku period. All she can do is survive.

Chapter 1045 – Seeking the Sword at Xuanyuan Hill
Ouyang Shuo had two reasons for calling Zhang Liang over.
First, to arrange him to enter the Cabinet with his position as Administrative mentor court head secretary.

 "The Administrative mentor court needs to participate greatly in Imperial Court decisions and pay attention to it all the time. I know that Zifang does not have too much interest in Imperial Court politics. I want you to enter the Cabinet not to debate with them but to observe," Ouyang Shuo explained.

 When Zhang Liang heard that, he nodded, "I understand!"

 When Zhang Liang was an advisor to Liu Bang, the Great Han dynasty's structure was not complete, so he came into contact with all the highest decisions of the Great Zhan Dynasty.

 Great Xia was different. With a perfect system and administrative method, they had numerous ministers and advisors. Although the Administrative mentor court could accept reports from the Imperial Court, it would be better to enter the Cabinet and watch directly.

 Zhang Liang understood that, which was why he agreed so quickly.
It was still the ideals of Ouyang Shuo, and he hoped that all the troops that enter Great Xia could improve and not stick to the old rules. Even the Strategy Saint Zhang Liang had room to improve.

 Secondly, set up an official communication research center.

 The current Administrative mentor court was really star studded, but all the members were strategists. If Ouyang Shuo was still building up his empire, so he naturally desired them.

 Great Xia now needed to build up and defend his empire.

 As a result, he had higher demands of the Administrative mentor court. Apart from setting up battle strategies, they also need to research the internal problems of the dynasty and raise up feasible revolutionary ideas.

 The official communication research center was built for this purpose.

 Apart from strategists, Ouyang Shuo was going to bring in more professionals including experts of economy, culture, and education. On the basis of investigating research, they would come up with more scientific and professional ideas.

 Simply put, this research center was the knowledge bank of the dynasty.

 When Zhang Liang heard that, he was both excited and ashamed.
He was excited because the king's words opened up a new window for him, widening his foresight and welcoming a new vast land.

 He felt ashamed that he did not find the problem and needed the king to worry about it.

 "Do not worry my king, I'll do it well!" Zhang Liang promised.

 Ouyang Shuo smiled, "I naturally trust Zifang."
In a short day, Ouyang Shuo had adjusted the structures of the two core parts of the dynasty. It did not look like much, but it would have a huge influence on the future of the dynasty.

 Ouyang Shuo was so anxious to do so because he felt pressured by the advance of Handan City.

 With competition, there would be pressure, such words were totally right.
 ...
Gaia 5th year, 5th month, 23rd day.

 After dealing with the Secret Document Pavilion and the Administrative mentor court, the next morning, Ouyang Shuo brought his Personal Guards and reported to Luoyang, where Great Han dynasty was at.

 Along with him were Jiang Shang and Zhang Yi.
Ouyang Shuo's group was here for a friendly visit and to solidify their cooperation. In the Zhongyuan Region, the Great Han Dynasty was undoubtedly a hugely important presence. Especially with Handan City about to establish the country, Ouyang Shuo hoped to have a good relationship with Great Han.

 Ouyang Shuo's main goal was to used Luoyang to proceed towards Xuanyuan Hill in Zhongyuan Province to seek the Xuanyuan Sword that the Yellow Emperor held.

 As the sword was a country weapon, Gaia rules said that if the country war leader could wield it to battle, they would automatically obtain a buff that would help them in the country war.

 Seeing that the country war month was impending, Ouyang Shuo naturally needed to settle the matter.

 Before this, the Chinese adventure gamemode players were still guessing what Ouyang Shuo would do to get it, or maybe he would just give up on it.

 After all, the Yellow Emperor was secluding himself and did not meet outsiders. Even his tribe was really low profile and did not appear apart from when Great Xia established its country.

 To the Chinese, the Yellow Emperor held an exceptional position. Although Xuanyuan Hill was located in Great Han territory, the Hanwu Emperor did not dare to have any thoughts and just listed it as a prohibited zone.

 If the Yellow Emperor was unwilling, no one would be able to get his sword. Even Ouyang Shuo did not have the utmost of confidence and was just trying his best.

 The next morning, Ouyang Shuo and his group left Luoyang and set off for Xuanyuan Hill. When the Luoyang players got the news, they followed, either joining in for the bustle or holding other thoughts.

 Seeing that, Ouyang Shuo could only invite Hanwu Emperor to arrange a group of guards to follow.
As this was Great Han territory, it was not convenient for Ouyang Shuo to bring his Divine Martial Guards. Seeing that Ouyang Shuo was so thoughtful, Hanwu Emperor naturally repaid it and arranged an army to protect him.

 If something really happened to Ouyang Shuo in Great Han territory, he would have no face.

 The huge group waltzed out of the city.

 Xuanyuan Hill was located east of Luoyang, between Luoyang and Chen County. It was a really special strategic location. It was an abandoned land and a really earthy place.
 The group rushed, and at noon, they arrived at Xuanyuan Hill. Looking out, the infrastructure here was similar to that of Yellow Emperor city during the Battle of Zhuolu.

 "Who's here?" The city guard asked.

 Ouyang Shuo dismounted from his horse, cupped his fists, and said, "Yellow Emperor and Fire Emperor descendant Ouyang Shuo specially comes to visit!" Coming to such a sacred land, Ouyang Shuo did not dare to act big and called himself a normal person.

 "Why are you here?" the guard asked.

 Ouyang Shuo replied, "To ask for the Xuanyuan Sword."

 "Preposterous!" The guard had originally calmed down. However, upon hearing Ouyang Shuo mention the sword, he blew up. Instantly, a row of archers appeared on the city walls, staring intently at Ouyang Shuo and his group.

 It was not his fault for being nervous because ever since the Yellow Emperor Tribe appeared, there had been numerous bandits who had tried to steal the sword.

 "Protect the king!"

 With a 'Shua!', the Xu Chu led Personal Guards used their shields to form a wall.

 The atmosphere instantly became nervous.

 When the following players saw that, they said with regret, "It seems like even the Great Xia king's face did not work. The Yellow Emperor Tribe is truly a prohibited zone."

 A large portion of the players had hoped that Ouyang Shuo would succeed, as the ones that would benefit were all of them.

 Some people said sourly, "Cough, Ouyang Shuo thought that just because the Yellow Emperor Tribe sent people to congratulate him, he thought that the Yellow Emperor liked him. What a huge loss of face!"

 Seeing Ouyang Shuo enter Luoyang, receiving the personal greeting of Hanwu Emperor, and getting a group of Great Han Guards to protect him along the way, the amount of respect he was given made normal players jealous.

 These players could not even manage to see the Hanwu Emperor.

 The difference between them and Ouyang Shuo was like heaven and earth.

 They were all players, but there was such a huge difference. Naturally, they felt that it was unfair.

 Ouyang Shuo did not care and said to Xu Chu, "Be respectful. This is a sacred land, do not use your weapons and back down!"

 "Yes, my king!"

 Listening to the king say that, Xu Chu did not insist and told the shield wall to back down.

 When the guard saw that, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

 Ouyang Shuo cupped his fist and said, "The country war is impending, and as the country war leader, I need to lead us to win against Japan. Hence, I would like to borrow the Xuanyuan Sword and return it after the battle!"

 When the guard heard that Ouyang Shuo wanted to borrow and not to snatch, his tone became gentler, "Are those words true?"

 "Definitely!"

 "Wait a minute, I'll go make a report!" The guard finally lowered his guard.

 In the end, as the Xia King, Ouyang Shuo still had some influence in front of players.

 Half an hour later, the guard returned. His face was still filled with shock as he looked weirdly at Ouyang Shuo and said, "Your highness, please!"

 'Hua~'

 Hearing those words, the surrounding players were in an uproar. All of them stared with their eyes wide, "Wow, as expected from the Xia King, even the Yellow Emperor is making an exception to meet him."

 "This time, we have a chance in the country war!"

 Whilst the players discussed amongst themselves, Ouyang Shuo followed the guards in. Xu Chu wanted to bring his Personal Guards in but were blocked, "His majesty only asked for Ouyang Shuo and no one else!"

 "You!"

 Xu Chu was furious, and his eyes became wide with fury.

 "We are the Personal Guards of the king and need to stay by his side," Xu Chu explained.

 The guard's attitude was really insistent, "That will not work either!"

 When Ouyang Shuo saw that, he waved his hand to ask Xu Chu to back down. When Xu Chu saw that, he said viciously, "Listen up, if anything happens to my king, I'll lead my troops and wipe out your Xuanyuan Hill."

 'Scoff!'

 The guards showed no fear and directly walked off.

 After passing through many streets, the guard brought Ouyang Shuo to the palace. It was exactly the same as the one during the Battle of Zhuolu. Past the palace and into the main hall, Ouyang Shuo finally saw the Yellow Emperor.

 Compared to during the Battle of Zhuolu, the Yellow Emperor looked older.

 Ouyang Shuo bowed, "Greetings, your majesty!"

 "Player Ouyang Shuo, I remember you." His voice was hoarse, and his body seemed to be unwell, "You are doing well, upholding the name of the Chinese children."

 When Ouyang Shuo heard those words, he could not help but feel proud. On this earth, not many could be praised by the Yellow Emperor; it was a huge honor.

 "I'm willing to continue to expand our land to spread the might of the Chinese."

 "Good, good, good."

 The Yellow Emperor was delighted. He took out his sword and passed it forward with his right hand, "You have ambition, you are worthy of this sword, take it!"

 Ouyang Shuo did not dare to be slow, and he swiftly walked up, raising both hands and respectfully taking the sword.

 "Put it on!" The Yellow Emperor said excitedly.

 When Ouyang Shuo heard that, he sheathed the sword on the right of his waist. On his left side was the Chixiao Sword, which did not leave his body at any moment.

 No matter how precious and meaningful the Xuanyuan Sword was, the Chixiao Sword was the true symbol of Ouyang Shuo. 

 When the Yellow Emperor saw that, he fell deep in thought.



Earth Online – a virtual MMORPG that takes place in the future year of 2190 – a game that everyone will bet their futures on. Set in a map that is ten times the size of real-world Earth, players battle for supremacy in the first game to feature personal adventure, territory construction, and grand warfare. For every death you experience in the game, your level would drop back to zero. Ouyang Shuo, an above average player, suffered the ultimate betrayal. For merely a piece of equipment, his sworn brother betrayed and backstabbed him. This time, after he reincarnated in the game, Ouyang Shuo swore to exact vengeance.

However, in an unexpected turn of events, Ouyang Shuo found himself back five years before the betrayal – right before the launch of Earth Online. This time, armed with the knowledge from his past life, Ouyang Shuo would venture upon a new path.

How to perfectly complete quests? What historical battle maps would appear? How should one build up their territory? Utilizing the experience from the predecessors of his last life, Ouyang Shuo makes his bid for the top against all odds. Follow his journey as he seeks to lord over the world!

A different kind of tale that blends historical characters and virtual reality gaming, with heavy emphasis on kingdom building and warfare.

"Tofu is not the type of food of commoners. The origin of this ancient ingredient is in the second century BC. It was written that tofu was invented by the grandson of Emperor Gaozu of Han Liubang, the king of Huainan.
"But at that time, tofu was crude. The texture was not good. It was not a good material to cook and didn't become mainstream. When it was Tang and Song Dynasty, tofu was something for the kings and people. Everyone enjoyed it. The Japanese people thought the Jianzhen monk in the Tang Dynasty was the ancestor of Japanese tofu. In fact, this is correct too. As Jianzhen came to Japan and brought many skills…"
Xia Yu talked about the history of tofu in a normal tone. 
Xia Yu was not worried at all as he did the research about the history of this world. Before the modern era, the history of the two worlds almost perfectly matched. But after the modern era, there were different branches.
Color, fragrance, taste, culture, shape and health.
Culture referred to the cultural connotation of cooking.
Xia Yu didn't care if the Tongue of God was listening or not. He grabbed a handful of chopped parsley and sprinkled it on two bowls of tofu flower.
"Hey, please enjoy!"
Xia Yu made a polite gesture and then smiled while pushing the bowl to her. "In the future, please don't say that tofu is ordinary people's cooking. In my opinion, there is no high or low in cooking. People's original purpose in cooking was to fill the stomach. On this basis, we can talk about taste, color and presentation."
Rina was startled.
Xia Yu said it with a smile, but she felt his seriousness.
A sneer and her sarcasm were stopped halfway. Rina twitched her lips, and she did not even look at the tofu flower on the table directly. She intended to show her firm attitude by her actions. 
"You really don't want to eat?" Xia Yu felt that she was funny. 
"No!" 
"Ok…" 
Xia Yu didn't continue to persuade her. He did not have the idea of forcing her mouth open to eat either. He took a small spoon and ate it slowly. 
Xia Yu ate half a bowl in one breath and muttered to himself, "It's delicious. It has a heart-warming taste."
The Tongue of God smelled the spreading fragrance in the air, and she also felt that the saliva secretion in her mouth accelerated. Chefs normally had a sensitive sense of smell that was different from ordinary people. This made Rina more irritable in her heart. 
"That sweet taste is the brown sugar water?" 
"The tofu's bean flavor is so strong..." 
"Why does coriander completely show off the flavor of this dish?" 
Occupational habits were shown again. Rina couldn't help biting her thumb's nail. There was a complex look on her face.
Knock, knock!
At that time, there was someone knocking at the half-covered shop door.
"Hello, is anyone there?"
"Is Ah Yu here? I am your sister, Mu Xiaoyue!"
Xia Yu knew who it was when he heard the voice. He swallowed the tofu flower in his mouth. "I'm here, come in."
So, the two Chinese tourists whom he met yesterday opened the grey curtain of the shop door and walked into the shop.
Mu Xiaoyue was the well-known food blogger. The food travel diary she sent out overnight had been too powerful and had made a lot of fans hungry. So, Xia Yu got up today and gained fame of more than 200 points.
Speaking of this, Mu Xiaoyue also checked out last night. That food article was basically a strong wave of advertising that was free of charge for Xia's restaurant.
"Huh…"
As soon as Mu Xiaoyue entered the door, she smelled a scent spreading in the air. She was like a puppet controlled by a string as she walked all the way to the counter and stared at a bowl of intact tofu flower. Her eyes shone. "Wow, tofu flower. Did you make this?"
"Yes, for breakfast." Xia Yu nodded.
"Can I eat it? You seem to have eaten a bowl. You should be full." Mu Xiaoyue was full of expectations. With big clear eyes, a cute dress and appearance, she looked like a lolita asking for sugar.
In the corner of the storefront, Rina raised her ears as if she sensed the enemy.
"Sure!"
Xia Yu casually said, "A bowl of tofu flower is a snack. It's nothing. Later, when it's lunch time, I have to make a few dishes to thank you for what you have done."
"No need. Let me finish eating this bowl of tofu flower!"
Mu Xiaoyue took it easy after hearing those words. She reached out and asked Xia Yu for two clean spoons. She handed one spoon to her girlfriend who was beside her and revealed a shallow dimple when she smiled. "Xiao Ya, let's eat together!"
She put a spoonful of white and brown sugar mixture into the dish and sent to her mouth. And the next was a wonderful expression. 
Xia Yu was at the counter and watched the expressions of the two Chinese ladies change. He found it very interesting. Especially Mu Xiaoyue. While she was eating, she used various professional vocabulary to praise the food. 
"Tofu flower!" 
"What kind of soybean is this tofu flower made of? It's too fragrant. If I can have the soymilk made from this kind of soybean for breakfast every day, I will definitely be very happy!" 
Quickly, a bowl of tofu flower was bottomed out. Mu Xiaoyue put down the spoon and stared firmly at him. 
"You are such a well-known food blogger!" Xia Yu praised her with a thumbs up. "The soul of this tofu flower was the soybean made of tofu flower." 
"But unfortunately, the soybeans that we make tofu or tofu flower from are nothing special. You can buy it at the shopping street outside." Xia Yu said this and deliberately made her confused. 
He secretly said sorry to the old man.
The recipe of tofu flower was actually stolen from the old man. He had eaten the tofu flower and was surprised. Xia Yu thought about it for some time. Finally, he understood the secret of tofu flower through the function of identifying ingredients in the Chef God System.
Mu Xiaoyue found a chair and sat down. She gave a strange glance to Rina and immediately ignored the beautiful girl who looked like an angel. She pointed to the wall on the left. "Where is the menu?"
"This morning, Xiaoya and I have intentionally left our stomach empty just to come to you and try authentic Chinese food."
Xia Yu's mouth twitched and coughed. "This shop is not open yet. When opening the shop, we will naturally hang the 12 dishes of the day on the wall for guests to choose."
"Not open yet?" Mu Xiaoyue opened her eyes. "Isn't it almost noon now?"
"Normal business hours are from six o'clock in the evening to four o'clock the next day. A total of ten hours."
"…"
"It's understandable to do night shift business from 6pm to midnight. But what the hell is four o'clock in the middle of the night... After midnight, will anyone find such a remote place and spend a lot of money on Chinese food?" Mu Xiaoyue's face was full of confusion.
"This is the business hour set by our old man. This has been the case for more than ten years. I don't plan to change it. It's good." 
Xia Yu was telling the truth. 
The small restaurant was not used to do daytime business. These few days, Xia Yu also thought about whether or not to change the business hours after inheriting the small restaurant. 
However, considering that after spring break, he would go to high school… He would spend most of the daytime in school. Xia Yu simply didn't plan to change business hours. That was fine.


Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

Heart walked to the edge of the sidewalk and looked down the next street at the signs looking for the place Saint had mentioned. Saint had wanted to come and grab him, but he had assured him everything was alright, that he was fine on his own.
He probably shouldn't have, but he didn't want Saint to have to go an hour out of his way just to come and get him from school after his morning classes finished.
'Not when today was what it was.'
'Not when. Ngeun was coming.'
'Just the thought of that one word,'
'That name,'
It made Heart's blood boil, his stomach flip, and his veins bulge with anger.
'How could one human being, one man create so much damage, to his own family?'
'Not strangers, this wasn't some psychopath abducting random people, but, the one human being who was supposed to provide you unconditional all supporting love and protection too.'
It made him want to seethe knowing that he would finally face the man who was responsible for hurting someone he loved and cared about.
No, multiple people he cared about.
Heart had met Ten a few times before this and getting to know Kit had been just as much pleasure as getting to know Saint.
If not more. For sure more than at first.
Heart remembered being downright terrified of Saint originally, feeling like he was doomed to fall into this man's insufferable daunting gaze, and become putty in his hands.
Heart walked down the street carefully checking out each building for what he was looking for.
It was supposed to have some eye-catching symbol above the door. Something blazingly obvious in night and day.
He finally spotted it, a yellow tiger attacking a white dragon that was protecting a silver doe all seeming to dance and call attention to themselves, winking in the daylight.
'Well, that's an impressive logo. I guess they weren't lying when they said it caught your eye.' He thought.
Heart hit the button on the crosswalk and waited for the orange hand to turn to a white person.
'The three kingdoms huh.. It sounds like a greasy Chinese food restaurant, not some new hip restaurant and lounge.'
'But apparently, it was and it was not only amazing on the inside but on the outside too. So he supposed he really couldn't judge since they did it up in three separate areas and themes white, silver and gold.'
The very blatant paint to the outside should have looked almost gaudy. Yet it didn't, it had clearly been done this way to represent rhodium, platinum, and gold the three rarest and most sought after metals.
The most desired metals to signify that this was the most desirable place in town.
Heart paused as he realized just four months ago, he never would have been able to tell what architecture was trying to accomplish, or the purpose and design something was built for. Before this.
He was proud of himself for noticing.
He stopped outside the exterior.
It was done in an amazing stone exterior archways with enormous windows that looked into the beautiful bar. In-between each window was a pillar. The pillars alternated between gold, white, and silver. A single arched doorway with an amazingly ornate door with scroll work etched into the glass along with the logo. No writing anywhere on the outside just the logo. Each handle held an inlaid tiger biting into a deer's tail.
'Wow, it was breathtaking.'
'Intimidating, and one hundred percent a flaunt of power and wealth.'
Heart was angry for being impressed when he knew he was supposed to be angry.
Ngeun had definitely picked this as a place to intimidate and belittle someone.
'Doesn't matter, because I refuse to feel that way. I am here to support Saint.' Heart reminded.
'Well, let's see if the inside is just as amazing, and if coming back here at any time to just gawk would be a wonderful idea since this time, well since. That man and his disgusting presence will ruin my first experience.'
Heart yanked on the door handle, then walked into the three kingdoms and his mouth dropped as his eyes were hit with a sight he hadn't been able to comprehend because even now staring at it didn't feel real.
He walked into a breath of fresh air that smelled faintly of flowers. Was a person waited behind a fancy stand that looked like some sort of alter-esque art piece. On either side of her and straight behind her were three ornately carved arches if they could be called that, as the more, he looked around the more he felt as if he had walked into a painting.
"Hello, sir, white, silver, or gold for today's experience?" Her sweet voice chimed through the air and she smiled at Heart politely.
Heart stared at her beautiful ensemble and kinda wished he had one too. She looked magical.
She was dressed in a traditional hanfu from the Han dynasty. The tight V collar around the neck with the long sleeves and tight cinch around the waist. The bottom a flowing gown that brushed the floor, but not long enough to puddle and trip on. The entire thing looked as if they had dipped it in gold. She was stunning.
Heart had to give it up for the sheer amount of effort Ngeun was going through to terrify Saint. It both impressed him and terrified him.
He reminded himself while he could Wow at the experience; he had to be strong for Saint.
Heart cleared his throat and tried not to stare like an idiot. A small cascading rock waterfall off in the center caught his eye, and he wondered how it was making barely any noise that he hadn't noticed it was there until now.
Heart's mind wandered as it gave him an out of the body and pushed back to ancient China and the extravagance of the old palaces experience. Everything looked as if it had jumped off the pages of an old storybook.
"Your hanfu it's beautiful. You're beautiful!" Heart whispered.
"Thank you," Her face lit up brightly at the compliment and her attitude changed immediately. No longer looking bored and put off.


"I think since you so like my outfit I can take you to the Huángjīn qīit side."


"How many?" She said sweetly.


Heart struggled to respond because he actually wasn't sure how many people there would be, or which side of the restaurant they were on. 'Were they even here already?'
She started to lead Heart forward, and Heart held out his hand to protest.
"Ah, I--"
A hand reached out and stopped him before he could follow the girl.
He felt as he was spun around and ended up staring straight up into Saint's beautiful features.

"The next time you want to wear a woman's suit to an interview you might want to make sure it fits you in all areas." His voice came out a slight lilt of amusement churning through its deep baritone.

The soft, husky hum slithered all over Heart's ear, making his body shiver.

With that one sentence, this man had stripped him of his confidence and made him feel exposed, Heart wondered what was wrong with him. Because the moment the shiver ended his body began telling him he wanted more.

He knew he should feel repulsed, annoyed, disgusted, creeped out. But he didn't,

Not at all.

'What does he want? What is he going to do to me?' Heart tried to think if there was some way he had met this guy the week before and forgotten. Maybe he had run into him?

There was a small zipping sound and he felt stunned as his pants got unbearably tighter as the zipper, zipped closed around his length. The man pulled back and headed for the door as if zipping up another man's pants for him was something he did every day for someone.

Heart stared after him stunned.

"My fly was undone." Hearts stated stupidly.

"Hmm," The man crooned.

'Why did I like that so much?' Heart blinked twice realizing the man had stopped again at the door and was looking back at him.

"Why didn't you just tell me so I could zip it up?" Heart said, flushing.

"It's just a zipper, what's a low fly between friends." He quipped.

"Friends." Heart stuttered

'When did we become friends?'



What if your destiny was both fate and design? What if the real Fate was not having met you, but how we choose to live after meeting? When Fate unexpectedly ties five strings, five human lives that were never supposed to meet connect with shy, timid Heart, a boy who is at a major turning point in his life. It’s these strings that pull him into a new far more dangerous direction. Far out of the comfort of his world and into a new one filled with darkness, friendship, hate, and love. This is their Fate, the one they took into their own hands. The one they fought and planned for. A war is coming. And Death will come to ask for their lives, but only they have the power to change it.

*This story Includes three main BL Couples and it takes place in Thailand. Please do not take offence and understand all couples are fictional.

Her words made the little princess incomparably happy.

She would only be happy if PaPa was powerful, but of course it would be better if she was praised a little.
"Aiyo, we'll be going this way for three hours. Mengqi, say, did you seduce our boss?" Yu Qingqing said as his mouth twitched.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think everyone is as dirty as you? The boss is an upright person, hmph. " Liang Mengqi let out a light snort, driving away Zhao Dahu who was sitting opposite to him, and sat on the chair himself.

"Hmph, bullying." Zhao Dahu also snorted lightly.

"Qingqing, let me tell you, the boss made a mountain. It's so beautiful there, there's …"

After he sat down, Liang Mengqi excitedly chatted with Yu Qingqing about everything he had seen and heard in the Mount New Moon today.
Zhang Han ignored their teasing and carried Mengmeng to the sofa instead.

"Mengmeng, watch the TV for a while. Daddy is going to start cooking." Zhang Han looked at the time. It was already half past five, and it would take about an hour to cook a few dishes.
"Okay, Mengmeng wants to see a cartoon." Mengmeng replied with her childish voice.

Zhang Han used the remote control to turn on the television, called out the children's channel, and then walked into the kitchen with the bag in his hand.

First, he placed the two large bags of flour into the storage cabinet. When he turned around and saw the exceptionally large electric cooker, oven and other completely new products on the storage cabinet, the corner of Zhang Han's mouth slightly twitched a few times.

'Looks like I've underestimated the word 'gluttonous' after all.'
Zhang Han found it funny, these kitchen utensils were not cheap, Zhang Han also did not think that the three foodies would change into large capacity kitchen utensils so quickly.
The capacity of electric cooker is 18 liter, how much is 18 liter?
You may not know this, but an electric cooker with 18 L of rice can cook 28 cups of rice, a rice cooker with its own rice measuring cup, a flat cup of rice waiting for rain, 3 or 2 meters, 3 or almost 3 bowls of rice. According to the calculation of 2 or 2 meters per person, it can cook the rice for 42 people, the calculation of 3 or 2 meters per person can cook the rice for 28 people, and the calculation of half a kilogram per person can satisfy 17 people.

You can see how big the rice cooker is from here.
Zhang Han slightly shook his head, washed the rice, and started to boil it in seven cups.
He first laid the eggs aside, then began to gather the beans, potatoes, eggplant and tomatoes.

After finishing his preparations, Zhang Han picked up the manuals for each product and quickly flipped through them.
The prices of the kitchen utensils were not low. From this, it could be seen that the three people had some assets.
Needless to say, Liang Mengqi already knew from her conversation with her brother that she was a disciple of a genuine big family, and also the most expensive out of the three.

Yu Qingqing was second, she was the genuine Black Belt Taekwondo, and worked at Taekwondo. Her weekly working hours were only on Saturday and Sunday for two days, and her monthly salary was more than 200,000.
Zhao Dahu was slightly weaker than the other three. He was the Deputy Director of a media company, and his annual salary was around 1.3 million.
They did not lack money, but that did not mean that they would spend it randomly. They usually did not eat and play extravagantly, and Yu Qingqing's car at the door was a Matteng which was worth more than 200,000.
At this moment, in front of the restaurant, the Land Cruiser that arrived at noon slowly stopped in front of the parking space.
"Bam!"

Zhao Feng got off the car, closed the door, and threw away the cigarette in his hand. He then looked at the signboard in front of the restaurant with a deep gaze, and walked inside.
When it was time for dinner, Zhao Feng drove out of the company alone, and prepared to find a restaurant to eat. While driving, he thought about something, and unknowingly, he arrived at Zhang Han's restaurant.
Zhao Feng was startled by the side of the road, but since he was already here, he decided to take care of it.

He knew that he came here because Zhang Han gave him a lot of pressure at noon. He felt that Zhang Han was not an ordinary person, and besides being curious, he also wanted to taste what the two hundred and eighty yuan of Egg-Fried Rice looked like.

When he walked into the dining room.

Liang Mengqi, who was in the middle of chatting, stopped talking.

"What are you doing here again? "Let me tell you, this is a legal society, and the friend in front of me is an expert of the black belt of Taekwondo. If you come here to cause trouble, my friend will help!"
"Hmm?"
Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, then looked at Liang Mengqi with a funny-looking look. This girl with a sense of justice and courage had given him a good impression, so Zhao Feng smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "I'm here to eat, not to cause trouble."

"Humph!" Then let me warn you, you have to be honest here, or else I'll show you! " Liang Mengqi snorted lightly and sat back down.

Zhao Feng laughed and walked in, and then sat down in the most innermost chair, and quietly waited there, only that his eyes would occasionally size up Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was boiling the milk, looking like a normal restaurant owner.

However, Zhao Feng was very clear that the owner of the restaurant would probably take him down in less than a minute. The pressure that he felt from the owner's body was even more intense than his own party leader previously!
Back then, he was able to hold on for nearly two minutes in the captain's palm!
However, what he did not know was that if Zhang Han wanted to take him down, a single move would be enough.

Although Zhang Han saw the Qi Refining Stage as trash, but don't forget that he saw it as the perspective of a tribulation expert. In other words, if the Qi Refining Stage was placed in a martial forest, it would count as an inner strength expert!
What was the level of inner strength? The Obvious Strenth, hidden strength, would only produce inner strength later on, which was also spirit energy. But Zhao Feng, right now, couldn't even be considered as a Obvious Strenth.

As Zhao Feng stared at himself, he realized something as well. It was just that he never cared about the look of an 'ant'.
If Zhang Han still had the personality of a young master in the past, he would probably fight in all four directions to become a true monarch that ruled the world if he gained the ability to cultivate.
But after experiencing such hardships, with the return of his past life and the presence of Mengmeng, Zhang Han had become even more casual.
After he had raised his strength, he would settle the matter of his parents' disappearance, share his family's joy, and bring them to the Mount New Moon. He would also have a bland and happy life.

After the milk was boiled, Zhang Han placed the pot on the counter. Immediately, a rich aroma wafted into the room.

Although Liang Mengqi and the other two had drank before, they still took a whiff in an intoxicated manner.
And Zhao Feng, who had never experienced such a scent before, was actually somewhat surprised.
"This taste..." "It seems pretty good."


Zhao Feng muttered to himself.
"PaPa, PaPa, Mengmeng is hungry." After smelling the fragrance, Mengmeng also felt hungry. She turned around and said to Zhang Han: "Mengmeng wants to drink a cup of milk."
"Not now, the milk is very hot. There's only half an hour left to eat. Let's wait for a little while longer." Zhang Han chuckled.

"Ugh..." "Fine, fine." Mengmeng pouted and replied. He no longer watched TV and stepped on the sofa barefooted with his arms on the back. He raised his head and looked at the busy Zhang Han.

On Zhang Han's side, it was obvious that he was speeding up.
He took the onion with his left hand and drew a Chinese kitchen knife from the knife holder with his right.

Originally, Zhang Han only had a few household knives, but after going through Liang Mengqi and the others' shopping, he had truly gotten a complete set of kitchen utensils, such as deboning knives, fish knife, beef knife, skin knife and so on. He had a total of more than 20 tools, and he even had all sorts of tools to cook dishes.
But Zhang Han did not know much about the uses of the kitchen knives, so he could only use Chinese style kitchen knives.

The Chinese kitchen knife is made of high carbon steel, with a sharp blade and wooden handle. It can cut, cut, cut and chop all kinds of ingredients. Western chefs use it to do heavy chopping work, but skilled Chinese chefs can use it to do almost all the work.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
A burst of hurried muffled sound came out, other than Zhao Feng who was staring straight at him, Liang Mengqi and the other two also turned their heads to look, only to see a flash of blade light, giving off a dreamy feeling.

In two seconds, a whole blade of green onion had been neatly sliced into two. The speed at which it was cut was hard to imagine.
After cutting the green onions, Zhang Han turned the kitchen knife in his hand and placed it back on the knife holder. He then casually took out a skinning knife that Zhang Han recognized.
This action stunned Mengmeng's eyes.
She said with incomparable adoration: "Wow, PaPa, so powerful!"

This sentence was precisely the only thought in the hearts of Zhao Feng, Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing and Zhao Dahu.
"So handsome …" The two women thought to themselves.
"So cool, I should have practiced it." Zhao Dahu looked at her enviously.
"He... It's a blade wielding expert! "

Only Zhao Feng's gaze was deeper, the way he saw it was different from the others, he could see an expert's Qi from Zhang Han's blade, not to mention anything else, if he used this blade technique on the opponent, he would feel that he would not be able to last half a minute under Zhang Han's hand!
As for Zhang Han, when he heard the little princess' praise, he did not answer nor turn his head. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose to form a smile.

His left hand was holding a potato while his right hand was using a paring knife to rapidly move back and forth. Little by little, the potato skin was being removed.
In just a few breaths of time, Zhang Han had completely removed the potato skin, and quickly tidied up the beans, eggplants, and tomatoes.
He took out a frying pan and put the oil in it. Then, he boiled the beans for a while and put the potatoes in it again. After a while, he added in the smoked, octagon, 13 incense sticks, and a little white sugar.

By brewing the fire into a small flame, about twenty minutes worth of salt, onion, garlic, and fragrant wood would be ready for cooking.
Zhang Han's set. His movements were fluid and smooth, giving off a very comfortable feeling. It was a type of visual enjoyment.
After doing all this, Zhang Han wiped his hands, took off his apron and hung it on the side of the kitchen, then walked over to Mengmeng's side and sat down.

"PaPa, you're so powerful."

Zhang Han sat, while Mengmeng stood, just enough to reach Zhang Han's face. The little princess hugged Zhang Han's neck and brought her cherry lips over.
"What?"

After kissing a few times, Zhang Han laughed heartily and started to play with Mengmeng.
"That's great." Liang Mengqi muttered with a slightly envious tone.
"Mengmeng is so happy." Yu Qingqing muttered.
"How warm it is. I also want a daughter now. Qingqing, why don't we …" Zhao Dahu had not finished speaking.

"Scram!"

Zhang Han returned back to earth from the cultivation world and became a stay-home dad. Rebuild mountain, open restaurant, write some songs, flirt with his own child’s mom……Stay tuned and watch how cultivator stay-home dad Zhang Han plays the city around in his palm.

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