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Cale was hoping to find some storage and collect some metals from there, so he was disappointed, but Leon was happy to find that it was a library. He was hopeful that he could find some eye techniques and complete to create his eye technique. He didn't know what kind of library it was, but seeing that it was in the trials, Leon was guessing that it had some mana techniques. Only Casper's expression didn't change, he didn't have any interest in magic or magical devices, but he did want to find some to sell.

They entered the library and Leon saw that it didn't look like it was uncared like the garden. It was clean and didn't have any dust. Leon thought it might have some formations to keep it clean. 

Leon didn't wait and summoned his book of knowledge and commanded it to collect all the information in the library. While his soul artifact was collecting the information in the library, he sat down in a chair and closed his eyes. Cale looked at Leon and thought, he might be exhausted and needed a nap. Actually Leon was reviewing the new knowledge. While he already copied the knowledge in the system's network, he couldn't copy all the knowledge in the system world. The system didn't have private information, and this library was a private property of the gods. Leon didn't know which god owned the library and he didn't care. If they left the library on this trail, it meant they didn't care if he copied all of it. 

While he was reviewing he learned a bit of about soul cultivation. Until now he only knew that there were two stages, but in this library he learned that there was a third stage, and it was called origin soul. If soul embryo was a baby then the origin soul was grown up stage of it. There wasn't much difference between them other than origin soul would have much more mental energy. But there was also a lead about the fourth stage, but it was only a speculation. The writer said that if the origin soul was a human, then the fourth stage must be earth and the fifth stage must be heaven. 

Leon focused that book and read it. It was just a speculation, but Leon thought it might be possible. From the book, he learned that in the fourth stage, one create a space and fill that with his understanding, on the fifth stage, these understandings would cause the space to create its own laws. It was just a speculation, but Leon like the idea. 

Aside from this book, Leon also interested in another book. It wasn't an eye technique or any other technique, but it was about how to make your magical beast stronger. It wasn't a mana cultivation for magical beast, but it was composed of guidelines to make a magical beast stronger. It was full of experiences and hints about it. 

Aside from Leon, who already send his book of knowledge to copy the books in the library, Cale also looked around for books about blacksmithing. He hoped that he would find ores, but seeing that Leon was sitting on the chair with eyes closed; he thought that if he found a way to improve his blacksmithing, it would be good. 

The library wasn't that big, Leon finished copying after three hours and opened his eyes, and saw that Cale was reading a book, then he looked for Casper and saw that he fell asleep on a chair. Leon didn't disturb them and continue to review the books.

Aside from these two books, there some books about anatomy books for intelligent species. Leon didn't find any book for titan anatomy, but it wasn't a surprise for him. The titans were rare and even titans wouldn't care about their anatomy, but Leon could compare other races physique to his and understand more about his body. 

…

While Leon and company were in the library, at the other end of the forest a young man facing a monster. The man's face was damp with his and monster blood, but it didn't obscure his vision as he was looking the monster with determination and killing intent.

Behind the young man there was two young women, one of them was injured and laying down on the ground with pale face and panting, the other one was trying to heal her with everything she got, it should be hard the heal her because there was sweat on her forehead from using too much mana to heal. 

Young man was Locke and one of the women was the big sister type who was trying to heal the other one at the moment, and the other one was the young mom that he encountered in Gate city. 

When Locke entered the trials he passed his days alone, until he found Lela. After finding her, they hunted monster together and they also found a few fated chances for themselves. It was a blessing for Locke, who deepen his relationship with Lela. 

When they were exiting one of the ruins, they heard a shrill scream, Lock knew that sound, so he immediately run over and saw Mary, who was running away from a monkey like monster while bleeding. As he was about to enter the fight, Mary had punched by the monster and  Mary flew away with a breaking noise. He immediately called for Lela and confronted with the monster. This was what happened until now.

Locke didn't want to drag the fight, so he took his stance with his sword which was black and a bit luster on it. This sword was obtained when he entered a ruin and passed the test there. Locke didn't see any sword like that. When he first took the sword, techniques to wield this sword appeared in his mind. He didn't want to use this move, because when he used, he would remain powerless for an hour, but at the moment he didn't have much choice. He lifted his sword above his head and made slashing move towards the monster. The slash wasn't fast, instead it could be called slow, but it was filled with condensed mana to the limit. When the tip of the sword pointed to monster, its tip started to glow and with a blinding light, mana took the shape of a crescent moon following the sword's movement and cut through the monster like butter. After the fight over Locke didn't have any energy to show his joy, instead he collapsed to the ground with sweat all over his body and panting hard. 

Locke was a warrior until now and his body was more durable compared to the rest of maguses and he still didn't let go of his battle style because he became a magus. While maguses have much more firepower they couldn't handle a strike from near. Him being a magus with strong body, made Locke felt like he was the main character of a novel. In the novels that he read, the protagonist was always somehow different from the rest. At first he had luck with the ladies, then he found an inheritance and became a warrior. His luck was good and when he came into system world, he found an elixir which could turn a warrior to a magus. 

At first he was hesitant, he was a warrior until now, he thought that he wouldn't get used to the weakness of his body. In the end he chose the magus road, while he was a warrior, he also knew that the road of a warrior was hard. While warrior was good at the near combat compared to maguses, they couldn't get stronger as fast as maguses. 

He had a goal and to accomplish this goal, he needed to get stronger, faster, so the road of a warrior wouldn't satisfy his needs. He didn't hesitate long and drank the elixir. After taking the elixir, he noticed that his bodily strength didn't disappear but remained. That further strengthened his belief that he was the main character like one of the novels that he read.

Leon who drowned and died didn't sleep in nothingness but he dragged through time and space to find himself in a forest filled with ghosts. There was nothing aside from ghosts and corpses in the forest including himself. Without a body he could only look around and try to find out more about the place that he was in. 

Learning the magic existed in this world and he could make a body from a ruins of a school. He made a body for himself but he wasn't a human anymore, he was a titan and he was inspired to become a magus who wield magic. 

But the resources was finite in the world, only solution was to travel through the worlds and collect them to grow stronger and live longer.

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(Sorry for grammar mistakes and bad English. English isn't my native language and if you point out my mistakes, I'd gladly correct them. Thanks for Reading)

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Mike Chen was a half Chinese boy who grew up in a remote mountain in China. His birth was a very interesting string of encounters. His father, Luke Jones, was an unsuccessful UFC fighter. He was a good fighter and had a good physique, standing at 6'7" and weighing 79 kilos or 175 pounds. He fought in the welterweight division. But the problem was that he fought too mechanically. He would never taunt or showboat his opponent and wouldn't drag out a fight to the second round if he could finish it in the first. This made him unpopular and his fights never had a huge crowd. This made the organizers give him less and less fights. Some geniuses also rose in his era who were as good as in business as they were in fighting.
 
Eventually, it became hard for Luke to make ends meet. He was not interested in any other industry as fighting was the only time that he felt truly alive. Basically Luke was a fighting maniac. But Luke was not a muscle-head. In fact, he was very clever and never got into bad company nor got into fights. When he was down to the last couple thousand dollars of his savings, he made a decision that changed his life. He bought a one-way ticket to China and a self-study course for learning Chinese. He then converted every last dollar he had into Chinese yuan. 
 
Three weeks later he somehow found himself in front of the gates of the Shaolin Monastery. The Shaolin Monastery was the most popular choice for foreigners like him to learn Chinese martial arts. But it was not easy to gain entry as a disciple, especially for people like him who was not proficient in Chinese. So he settled down in a nearby village that had many private schools teaching martial arts.
 
Since he was a former fighter, he already had a high level of flexibility and strength. In a few short months, he became proficient in 2 different styles of kung fu - the tiger style and the crane style. He also became sufficiently proficient in Chinese to recognize the most common characters. His teacher in the school he studied in had some connections with the Shaolin Temple. He saw that Luke was very serious about martial arts unlike most of the foreigners who only came just for the sake of experiencing something new. So he recommended him for direct tutelage under an experienced abbot within the temple. Luke was very excited about his new life as a trainee monk in the temple.
 
Fast forward 10 years and Luke had now become one of the strongest monks in the temple. He had a high learning capacity and had already learned many styles of armed and unarmed combat. He was so proficient in them that he could combine them and create new forms.
 
One day a mysterious stranger came to the temple. He had a private meeting with the head abbot. During their meeting, Luke was called and asked to perform his martial arts for this person. He did not know the reason but he obeyed the request anyway. The mysterious person was very impressed by Luke and checked his bones and meridians. During that time, Luke felt strange energy entering his body and spreading through it. He felt uncomfortable but kept his silence. After checking for 10 minutes, the man has a surprised and joyful look in his face.
 
This was the second turning point in Like's life. Turned out, the mysterious man was one of the last cultivators that still existed on Earth. Due to pollution and industrialization, Earth has been declining in spiritual energy for thousands of year. In the distant past, the multiple civilizations created methods to harness spiritual energy. Witches in Europe, shamans in Africa, onmyojis in Japan and Tantrics in India are but some of the examples of the legends lost in annals of time. Among them, the most preserved lineage is the Chinese system which combined martial arts, medicine and crafting techniques with the study of the supernatural.
 
Luke was very intrigued by this whole new world that opened before him. The mysterious man, whose name was Lu Chen, told him that the basis of any system of supernatural powers started from the opening of the third eye. It was an esoteric concept that came up again and again in most cultures. Some depicted it as a literal third eye in their deities while some described it as chakra or an invisible organ. Lu Chan described it as the mutation of the pineal gland which was an actual organ in the human body that controlled the secretion of some hormones like melatonin. This mutation was found in maybe one person per thousand in ancient times. Only some of these people were able to use this mutation to sense the spiritual energy that surrounds us and manipulate it and perform supernatural feats. Lu Chen then told Luke that he is one such person. Lu Chen was searching for a successor for his lineage but he only had a daughter. He offered that he will pass down every technique that he knew to Luke if he married his daughter and took his surname.
 
Being a modern man, Luke was somewhat averse to being forced into a sudden relationship with someone, but his curiosity got the better of him and he agreed to meet his daughter. When he met Yiyi Chen, Lu's daughter, it was love at first sight, for both of them. Any lingering resentment for the arranged marriage went up in smokes and Luke began a happy marital life as well as a new journey in the realms of the supernatural.
 
Three years later the couple has their first child. It was a boy and they named him Mike Chen. On the day of his birth, there were some auspicious signs that very rarely happened in the modern era. Lu Chen was very excited as this meant that his grandson could be a genius in the usage of supernatural powers. He took him away from his parents just after he turned one year old despite the strong opposition of Mike's parents. Lu Chen ignored his daughter's tears and went into seclusion in an unknown mountain range. Here Mike Chen grew, away from civilization and in the lap of nature, one of the places with the highest concentration of spiritual energy. He stayed there and trained in martial arts, Chinese medicine and crafting. His grandfather taught him every technique he could get his hands on. In two decades, Mike read almost 10,000 scriptures and mastered multiples supernatural skills like Iron Shirt, Ying-yang eyes, Iron Palm etc. 
 
When he turned twenty years old, his grandfather passed away. Now that he had no reason to stay in the mountains, he decided to descend the mountains. Before his death, Lu Chen gave him an official identity and an obscene amount of money, enough for him to live the rest of his life. Mike has the option of returning to his parents but he chose not to as they were more like strangers to him now and he did not have any filial feeling towards them.
 
So Mike decided to travel the world. For the next twenty years, he travelled to the most remote corners of the Earth and met with various tribes and tracked any supernatural treasures that he heard rumours about. Most of them were hoaxes but there were many that were truly relics of supernatural beings. Meanwhile, he picked up the habit of reading martial art novels online. He was amused by the various Xianxia and Xuanhuan novels that tried to depict the lives of supernatural beings but were clearly written by normal people. He was very intrigued by the decisions that the protagonists made as ridiculous events one after another were forced upon them.
Our story begins on Mike's forty-first birthday. It was also Mike last day on Earth.

Mike Chen is one of the last remaining cultivators of Earth. One day he was transmigrated into the body of a cultivation trash in a cultivation world

As someone who has read hundreds of Xianxia novels and cursed the MCs for their stupid choices and the female leads for their uselessness, how can he follow in their steps? He swears to live life like a cultured and educated person from Earth should.

But will fate allow such an anomaly to exist?

Follow along on Mike Chen's adventure to find out...

I can still see my character is still logged in after my eyes adjusted to the brightness. I rubbed my eyes a little and scrolled up to the chat that I missed. There was hundreds of private messages that was sent to me. Some from my best friend Spy, some from my leader Syl, and some from that stupid gorilla Hara. When the chat is pink, it indicates private messages and everything was pink. 

My head started to throb so I just scanned through the messages. Majority of them were everyone asking me if I'm okay or if I'm back yet. There were the usual messages from Spy being an asshole, nothing new. She logged off before I got back but she told me goodnight in her last private message.

Syl, my leader, sent me a few messages as well. He asked me some questions and what my opinions on some topics thinking that I was still her instead of away from my computer. Since I am an officer, I have to give my thoughts and opinions for certain things such as which guild we should go against, which dungeon we should raid next, or drama in the faction and how to solve the situation. I told him sorry I was away from my computer for family matters and then answered all his questions he had for me.

Hara sent me private messages but not as many as I hoped for. I know I shouldn't have hoped for him to care that I was gone for awhile but it would be nice to feel missed by him a little.

 My headache starts to get worst so I scan the private messages faster. I say goodnight to everyone and log off.  It's really late, I look at the clock and it reads 11:36 P.M. At Granny's flower shop, I have to get there by 7 A.M and open it up the store. 

I really should be going to bed soon but I can't go without getting my daily dose of my romance fiction. It's like a routine, I have to read atleast 3 chapters a night before I go to bed or I won't sleep well. I know it sounds weird but it's very true. 

It's a little too late to take a shower; I don't want to wake anyone else up, guess I'll have to wait for the morning to.

The dimmed, flickering lights from the candles in the hallway seeps through the bottom of my closed door. I blow out the candles on my nightstand and the only light visible besides the candles in the hallway is the light from my phone as I put in my 4 digit password to unlock the screen. 

"Ugh too bright too bright!", the brightness from the phone blinds me. I hurriedly turn down the brightness and open the app to read the novel. Reading is the only thing besides gaming that I enjoy doing. It gives me the freedom to imagine myself as the main characters and go through the situations they go through. I know I will never get the opportunity to be in any of those types of conflicts or love triangles so the next best thing is to let my mind go freely when reading.

Romance novels are nice and all but horror novels are my favorite. Nothing beats the gore and blood. I also love reading about serial killers and their mindsets. What made them finally snap? What made them pick the ways to kill their victims? What happened to their family or how the family copes/coped with having a serial killer family member? 

After reading the 3 chapters I promised myself that I would only read, I need more; I crave more...I shamefully slid my finger up to read the next chapter. It started getting good, how could I not read what happens next? UGH I hate cliff hangers.

That extra chapter I wasn't supposed to read turned into 5 extra chapters I wasn't supposed to read. 

The main character in the novel is so dense! How could she be so oblivious and not see how much the male lead care for her. And she have terrible friends who give the worst advice. Why can't people just talk about their feelings? Is it that hard to tell someone how you feel about them? I never had the chance to fall in love. I've only ever gotten crushes on fictional characters from novels and shows.

On the top right of my phone screen, the time says 1:42 A.M. My lips lets out a long sigh as I press the little button on the side of my phone to lock the screen. 

Why can't my life be like the characters in the novel. How easy for them to bump into each other in the street and sparks fly like that? Maybe it's because I am trapped in this god forsaken house. 

I want to escape.

Mulanie is a 21 year old who belongs to a long line of voodoo queens but do not possess the power, so as she believes. For unspoken reasons, Mulanie is home-schooled by her mom, grandmom, and aunts at an early age. She is not allowed to venture into the outside world so she spends her time playing an online pc game where she can be the person she wants to be in the virtual world. She is a hopeless romantic with no experience of love until she meets a mysterious guy. She have the feeling of knowing him, but from where? What type of fate is in store for our poor Mulanie?

They cannot remove the foreboding feeling that something would happen that could be out of their control. It did make sense for them at all. 
'Stay alert. Block all entrance and exit.' Cole sent a message to his army leader, who has all his men surround the inside and outside of the building. He did it to assure himself that their two guests would not have any other choice but to do what they want. 
Mo Lihua and Piore were the only people that arrived, and it was not necessary to mobilize his private army. They even own the building that they were currently.
However, if they need to use physical assault, at least they had people ready to do so. 'Well, we could also dirty our own hands if needed.'
Even though Marco did not mention anything regarding the possibility of capturing when the talk did not go as planned, Cole still prepared for other options, and he was thankful that he did. 
Since the beginning of the meeting, all of Lihua's actions caught them off guard multiple times, not giving them a chance to open the talk for cooperation. 
Cole wanted to blame Zuri and Aaron for that. They could not even point out or emphasize that she was disrespectful cause she did not grow up with them; thus, the usual respect that elders get within the family does not apply to her. 
Even Zuri has no choice but just to shut up and let Marco deal with Mo Lihua. Granted, Piore was with her, and he should have told her beforehand.
However, she already warned them that if they threatened the man, Mo Lihua would leave and that would not be good for them. 
Her reaction was so strange since the mention of her father's abduction. Mo Lihua's responded differently compared to a daughter, whose father was just kidnapped and probably on the verge of dying.
It was just a moment when she showed anger and a little helplessness before she started laughing almost mockingly at them or perhaps the situation. 
The smile on her face did not look like she was faking it, which kind of disturbing. 
'If we have her father, would she acted differently?' Cole thought to himself with a slight annoyance. 
They were not the ones who orchestrated the abduction, and Cole regretted that they were too late to do it. However, he does not mind lying if it would cause Mo Lihua to do what they pleased. 
What she was doing now was like deliberately trying to press their buttons to know their limit of tolerance. A mind game that they had seen so many times but first time from someone way younger than them.
Could the other candidates act like her? Probably not, and Cole worried a little about it as they were all aware that Mo Lihua as the next head would cause chaos to division within the family. Just like what she had cause years ago.
Nevertheless, was all her action planned from the start since she knew that they needed her cooperation, and they would be cautious to offend her?
Did she know that they requested the meeting because they badly wanted her to allow the authority to access and spend her inheritance willingly? 
One billion dollars was not a small amount of money. They also knew that Mo Lihua could get more with the authority that the former head gave to her that no one else got within the family. 
With that thought, Cole still fumed inside with envy. How could his father choose to give Mo Lihua anything? Not just anything as the authority the former head gave was way more than the current head!
They were not even aware that such authority was already available within the family until they read a part of the stolen last will. 
With that authority alone, they could get immunity to all the laws available in all countries! If that was the case, imagine how enormous their business scope would be for both illegal and legal!
Cole's hand was getting itchy by just imagining how much money he could have! 
As long as Mo Lihua agreed to their cooperation without questioning their plans, they could rule the Doncrelli family and even further.
There was no need to even bother or wait for the Selection result!
Cole smiled to himself, as he gives a meaningful stare to his brother. It was like telling Marco to 'do whatever it takes'.
"It is good to know that you are enjoying all this," Marco started with a smirk. 
Mo Lihua nodded her head with a smile, "Of course. Isn't it better to be with all you right now than enjoying my husband?" 
"True, if you are just a regular girl. Are you a regular girl, my niece?" Marco asked knowingly. "It was just nice to do whatever you want, especially since you are still young."
Mo Lihua gave him a carefree smile and did not respond. She then held her cheeks with both hands massaging it.
'Just like father. All her actions are unpredictable but still predictable for me. She is destructing us while planning something else.' Marco was one of the most who are used to dealing with their father as he worked closely with him, so he knows what to say and not to say any situation.
"Mo Lihua, I would like to apologize regarding your father. If the previous head left him alive after taking you, then your father Mo Che was never an enemy. I am sorry that someone within the family still acted against him and you." Marco seriously stated as he thought, 'Let us see how you react to this.'
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Synopsis: 
Yu Qiao finished his matrimonial vow and officially married the ugly duckling while drunk. 

Rude? He didn’t give a damn since it was not his choice in the first place. The woman had enough money to save his father's company. 

Aside from that fact, it was just ‘not right’ to get married to the woman whom he always treated like a sister. 

"Leave me alone and I will do the same for you. We are still married legally so make sure you handle your special affairs discreetly." Her text message after leaving him alone after their supposed honeymoon night.

Five years later, he was now a billionaire and wanted to have an annulment, just like they had agreed on. 

What would happen if the woman he married had hidden a lot of things from him and left him alone for his own sake? 

Would he change his mind?

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It was a cold day in the capital of Ralun. The first snow fell by night and covered the kingdom's cities in white as winter came with the eleventh month.

The lot that traveled to Donar had returned two days ago and settled down well. The citizens had welcomed them with a parade then, even though their finalist, their fourth prince, had gifted the final victory to the first princess of Lumin.

Currently, Bazuul slowly rode along the snowy streets of Ralun's central city atop his horse Shadow. Children played in the streets with the snow as children would. As for the reason he ventured outside into the cold, he was invited to the Hall of Fortune and Fame by a certain friend. Therefore he deliberately chose to leave his warm home and take a break from cultivation.

Now usually, Bazuul wasn't the type to focus on such things a lot, he never quite understood the kind of characters categorized as "cultivation-freaks" in novels back on Earth. Neither did he think much of the differences in stages and realms. Sure after a certain extent, the gap became an unscalable wall, but where exactly did that range begin?

As of today, he knew at least that the fourth stage of the origin realm was within that space known as an unscalable wall...

Kuzan and Bazuul stood across from each other in a training hall within the palace.

"Little Zuul, you might wonder why I asked you to spar with me. The reason is simple, there is something I have to show you, and I also need to pay you back for the sparring matches back in Leizyr." Kuzan said.

Bazuul chuckled lightly while he thought back to the one-sided matches they had in Donar. "Sure thing, big brother."

Kuzan could see the relaxed expression his little brother wore. It was evident that the latter didn't think much of it. The first prince also chuckled and removed a ring from his finger. The moment he did immense spiritual pressure gushed out of him and filled the training room. Shocked, Bazuul had to take a step back due to the force Kuzan radiated.

"You know, I'm sure I wasn't the only one wearing a restricting artifact at the royal tournament. This, my little brother, is the fourth stage of the origin realm. The reason I'm also showing you this is for you to keep your feet on the ground. Not everything one can see is also the truth."

Bazuul looked at this brother of his as he could feel his body instinctively tense up. Knowing that he was at a severe disadvantage, Bazuul chose to attack rather than wait for him to fall into a passive position. Activating his [Lightning Steps] and appeared behind Kuzan, his fist already launching at him.

Less than a blink of an eye before his fist connected, Kuzan disappeared, and Bazuul felt something akin to a sting in the back of his neck before his vision turned black.

A while later, Bazuul woke up on the floor, not wholly aware of what had happened and how much time had passed. As he sat up, he felt his brother's presence. He looked toward him and saw that Kuzan just sat there looking back with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.

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Bazuul had finally reached the Hall of Fortune of Fame. Someone came out to greet him, ordered an attendant to bring his horse to the stalls, and led him to one of the private rooms. As said before, Bazuul had been invited to have dinner here and meet some friends. He did not come here to take part in an auction or such. For an auction house to have such private rooms and serve dinner was not the norm, but as an establishment of the scale the Hall of Fortune and Fame had in the Seven Kingdoms, it was a given to serve aristocrats, nobles, and royals in such fashion.

Voices escaped the room. Apparently, there were already people inside. His entrance disrupted their conversation and attracted their attention to him. Tarek stood up and greeted him, his little brother Karim did the same. Emilia jumped him from the side in a half hug, and her little brother Eren pushed her back before he greeted his old friend. Ironically, the friends he made at the royal tournament, were the elder siblings of his older friends. Shu Huang was also present, Bazuul hadn't actually seen much of him ever since the former disqualified in the third trial. "Maybe this loss hit him harder than he let on. "Looks like this little Huang has more ambition than his carefree manner gives away." He thought in a chuckle.

Bazuul took a seat and joined the group. They ate and drank for hours, and slowly their minds became clouded by the food and a drink called Nightshine. It was made with the juice of the mistleberry and mixed with alcohol. The name came from the dark blue color of the mistleberry. They recounted the stories and their experiences in Leizyr, and as their intoxication grew, so did the exaggerations in their adventures. The occasional lightning traps in the second trial became a cave complex akin to a lightning hell. The same went for the streets of Leizyr, and each competitor seemed at least two stages stronger in their narrations. Everything was a bit more dangerous, a little stronger, and certainly much grimmer than it actually was. Then again, maybe that was the case for them, and Bazuul's experience was just vastly different. After all, the second trial was, apart from opening the Will of Noxae, like a walk in the morning. He had also met with Elanar, something he didn't think would happen at all. So in the end, while for most competitors, the hidden dragon trials and royal tournament were paved with adversity, for him, it was a joyous time.

His third encounter with the shadow of the blade had almost been forgotten, drowned by memories and emotions connected to someone else.

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A bully in school, a parasite as a grown-up. The shadow of a man. A shunned member of society. 
Such are the descriptions given if one asked about a certain young man, but he couldn't care less.

All that mattered to him was his mission, vengeance. Nothing could stop him in his tracks until one day his parents died. Though even that lasted only until the emptiness overcame him once again.

What held him alive was his mission. There were five torches lighting his path, but now, even the last one ceased at the flicker of its final light. After that, in an effort to join her, he also extinguished his light.

Yet fate is a fickle mistress, and you should be careful what you wish for...because the Lord of the underworld was determined to send him into a different world.

With his protest ignored he was swiftly dropped into the body of a recently deceased prince. Plunged into the seat of a kingdom, overflowing with intrigue and schemes. In a world, as our “prince” will soon learn, vastly different from Earth.

Now known as the fourth prince of Ralun, Bazuul Ylvazad, he has to adjust and learn at a rapid pace if he wanted to survive. Something he himself wasn’t quite sure of.

The question was, did he really have a choice?


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Yu Ronglou didn't wake up till it was almost sunset. She heard a noise coming from the outer room that woke her slumber. Her body had been exhausted from the travel and they plan to move the next day already.


She sat up just in time as Huangyu called out. "Miss? Are you awake?"


"En. Enter."


Huangyu entered and helped his Mistress get ready. "Your orders have been settled, Miss." she whispered.


"En. Come on, let's eat. I'm starving." Yu Ronglou walked towards the door. As usual, her red robe was eye-catching, she dons her hat and veil on. This time, even Huangyu was dressed up. She no longer had the servant attire, but instead look liked a noble scholar. She had a black robe and a hat that covers her face.


As they got out of the room, Huangyu assisted her Mistress and held her Mistress' waist. Yes, your guesses are correct. Huangyu was acting as her Mistress' Lover.


"Dear, please watch your step." With the help of Hongfe's medicine, Huangyu was able to change her voice to a manly one. Just like when Gu Hongfe hid his manly voice to a woman's one. Not only did Gu Hongfe gave them the medicine but also how to make it, in case they ran out.


Yu Ronglou didn't talk along the way but held on to Huangyu's arm as if the two were fated together. Since the two were too mysterious and lovey-dovey, they gained quite a lot of attention.


Huangyu had a special talent. Aside from being loyal to her Mistress in this life and Yu Ronglou's previous life, she had the ability to act. Yu Ronglou's childhood life had been boring, so she had tasked her servant Huangyu to entertain her. Huangyu would then read her novels and act out the scenes to make it more believable.

If truth be told, it helped Yu Ronglou a lot during her days as an Empress. In times that she wanted to come out of the Palace, Huangyu would in act like her. She was seldom called by the Emperor, so there was hardly any harm done. Yu Ronglou had grasps Xu Fengxin's daily schedule, so she wanted to enjoy her life in a bit more thrilling one. This was also the case on how she had met Gu Hongfe, it was one of her incognito appearances. So right now, Huangyu was doing a pretty good job. She had the aura of an aloof man, mysterious and noble.


Yu Ronglou leaned onto Huangyu's shoulder. Huangyu was two years older than her and was also a hand taller. Like this, they look like young lovers.


They walked into a restaurant and Huangyu asked for a private room. Huangyu had already come here earlier to reserved a room, part of the task that her Mistress had ordered.


As they went in, two groups were watching their every move.


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First Group consisted of 10 people, who were dressed in black robes.

"Sir, they have entered the establishment."

"En, let's wait. Our Young Palace Master had ordered to capture them. Let's do that once they returned to the inn tonight."

"Yes, sir!"


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The second Group consisted of Zu Ren and 5 other people. They were the Night Owls, secret hidden guards of the Crown Prince.


"Sir, The Eldest Miss had entered the restaurant and the Hidden Red Cloud Palace is watching them as well."


"En. The Master's guess is right. The Eldest Miss is really heading east. Keep a close watch on the Hidden Red Cloud's movements. If I'm correct, they will make a move tonight."


"Yes, Sir."


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Unbeknownst to the two groups, Yu Ronglou had set up her own plans. She wouldn't be deserving as the Empress in her previous life if she can't escape this situation. Although she didn't know who was keeping a watch on her, doesn't mean that she didn't know that they were there.


She could easily tell when someone was watching her. As soon as she had gotten out of the inn, she had this feeling of being watched. She smirked at the thought. Right now, she was conquering a Roasted Chicken Thigh. She needed to eat, before taking down her enemies. Food comes first, Life comes second!

On her previous life, Yu Ronglou stood beside a man who held the most power in Zhenglin Continent.

She was his Empress and his confidant. This was only because she was born with a prophecy and the phoenix appeared on the sky.

The Heavenly Law Protector once said that she will bring the man she loves into greater heights and she did. She brought Emperor Xu Fengxin into the peak of power.

Unfortunately, she died. Killed by the Emperor's 1st concubine. Qu mingming.

What bummed her the most, wasn't why she died or his harem. But the lacked of love that the Emperor bestowed to her, after going through all of their 15 years of marriage life.

She helped him with everything she had!
Love him and Cherish him with all she got!
Yet, he never consummated their marriage but he did so with his other concubines.

This time around, She came back to life. Back into her 15 year old self. Engaged with him since birth, all over again.


But why would she put herself back into that unhappy situation? No matter how handsome and kind he is, he only treated her as a confidant and a friend.


So?.. She ran away.. ♪ヽ(･ˇ∀ˇ･ゞ)
Hahaha! See if that Fengxin can find her now?!

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Zhu Baoguo felt more at ease when he saw that Qiao Nan did not have any reaction to what she just overheard.
Ever since Qiao Dongliang agreed to this private job on behalf of Qiao Nan, during the weekdays Qiao Nan had to keep an eye on Zhu Baoguo in school, during the weekend she had to keep him in check at the Lee house.
The Zhu family and Lee family did not harbor high hopes on Zhu Baoguo's results. Their only wish was that he would mellow his temperament.
During the past half month where Qiao Nan tutored him, both of the families never asked about Zhu Baoguo's performance.
This weekend Qiao Zijin was back at home. She realized that Qiao Nan had gone out early on the Saturday morning. She frowned and asked her mother, "Mom, where has Qiao Nan gone?"
Where exactly did she read her books?
"Mom, Qiao Nan seems like a mouse nowadays. She seemed to have lots of mouse holes to go to. She spent the whole of the weekend outside instead of staying at home, you are just letting her be? Where did she keep her books? I don't suppose outsiders will keep her books for her without any charges?"
"I have no idea." Ding Jiayi prepared breakfast and placed them on the table. "You better go brush up, have your breakfast and start studying. You must perform better than Qiao Nan. I am going off to work. As for other matters, we will talk later when I am back from work."
Ding Jiayi went off to work, not waiting for Qiao Zijin's response.
"Hmph, everyone seems really busy." There was no one but her at home. The house felt so empty. Qiao Zijin felt uncomfortable.
In the past, when it was the weekend, her father would be working while Qiao Nan would do the household chores. As for her, she would have a leisure chat with her mother. But now she was left all alone at home.
Since she was free and she was not going to study if she stayed at home, why not she go out to look for Qiao Nan? She might discover her secret hiding place.
But she had a change of mind when she opened the door and was about to go out. Not to mention the quad, the total area of Ping Cheng was quite significant, where was she going to find Qiao Nan?
After some thoughts, Qiao Zijin rolled her eyes and took out the romantic novel that she borrowed from the library out of her bag.
Qiao Dongliang had decreased the allowance that he gave Qiao Zijin. Even if Ding Jiayi was working now and would give some money to her, Qiao Zijin still owed some external debts for the dance costume that she bought last time. She had to save up money to return the debts.
Hence she has decided if she wanted to read novels, she would not buy them, instead she would borrow them from the library. Not only could she save the money, she could also return the novel after she had finished reading them. In that case, no one would find out that she had been secretly reading these novels.
She laid down on her bed and read her favorite novel. A thought came to her mind. It was good to be at home by herself.
If Qiao Nan was around, she might come into her room and discovered that she was reading a novel and complain to their parents.
"Nan Nan, now that I only come home once a fortnight, we don't have the time to have a proper chat. Where have you been all day long?" During dinnertime in front of everyone, Qiao Zijin asked Qiao Nan this question. "Even if you are to stay out for the whole day, you should come back for lunch."
In the beginning when there was only Qiao Zijin at home, she was glad that she could have the house to herself and no one would be around to disturb her while she was reading her novels. 
But Qiao Zijin turned unhappy whenever it was lunchtime.
Ding Jiayi was not at home, and Qiao Nan had went out, there was no one around to prepare lunch for her.
Unlike Qiao Nan, Qiao Zijin was clueless when it came to household chores. She was already scared out of wits by the worms in the vegetables, there was no way that she could cook for herself.
Ding Jiayi who was in a rush did not think of that and had rushed off to work.
Qiao Zijin searched through her parents' room, she found a fifty cent coin and used it to buy instant noodles. That was how she settled her lunch.
It was only when Qiao Zijin mentioned lunch that Ding Jiayi remembered that the elder daughter did not know how to cook.
But it was inappropriate to ask what the elder daughter had for lunch in front of Qiao Dongliang.
Qiao Nan looked up from her bowl and curled her lips mockingly. This weekend was not the first weekend that she had been away. It had already been more than a month since she did not come home on the weekend. 
Qiao Zijin only cared about her as her mother was off to work and there was no one around to prepare her lunch.
"Zijin, you don't have to worry about Nan Nan. She is at the Lee house. She's fine." Qiao Dongliang looked embarrassed at the mention of this.
Elder Lee specifically ordered that Qiao Nan have her meals at the Lee house. Qiao Dongliang knew that Elder Lee must have heard that she was malnourished.
At the thought of that, Qiao Dongliang shot cold stares at Ding Jiayi.
Qiao Dongliang was furious when he knew that Ding Jiayi sought Elder Lee's help to enroll Qiao Zijin into The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China. But he did not pick a quarrel with Ding Jiayi. There was no use in quarreling, Qiao Zijin already went to that high school to study and she had made tremendous improvements.
No matter how he kicked up a fuss, there would be no use. Qiao Dongliang could only keep quiet about this and pretended that he didn't know anything.
"Why would Nan Nan go to Grandpa Lee's house?" Qiao Zijin was stunned. 
"To help Baoguo with his studies."
"What, Nan Nan is helping Baoguo with his studies?" Qiao Zijin shrieked. Her voice was jarring and noisy, sounding like a duck that has been grabbed by its throat. "Dad, you must be crazy. Nan Nan is already in junior high, she has to sit middle school exams next year. Her results have lagged behind and there was not enough time to study. Now she still has to tutor Zhu Baoguo, how is she going to sit for her middle school exams?"
Qiao Nan's hand paused in the middle of eating. She glanced at Qiao Zijin, her eyes twinkled in surprise.
But in the next instant she was back to normal.
Indeed, there were risks involved for her to tutor Zhu Baoguo.
But what Qiao Zijin said was definitely not out of concern. She must be worried that if Qiao Nan grew closer to Zhu Baoguo, she would have the support of the Lee family and the Zhu family. Her future would be assured and Qiao Zijin could no longer be able to order her around like a slave. This was what Qiao Zijin was anxious about.
They were siblings and had been sisters for two lifetimes, Qiao Nan knew what was on Qiao Zijin's mind. 
If not for the connections with the Zhu family and the Lee family, Qiao Zijin would not have volunteered to tutor Zhu Baoguo when Elder Lee visited Qiao's house last time.
It was just that more than half a month had passed. Qiao Zijin thought that nothing had been finalized. She never thought that it had been agreed upon and Qiao Nan had already started to tutor Zhu Baoguo.
Ding Jiayi who sat beside her gave Qiao Zijin a kick. "Qiao Nan and your Dad knew what to do. There's no need for you to be concerned." 
This child must be stupid. It would be Qiao Nan's problem if she did not do well in her exams.
Since Qiao Nan had already given her promise, if she did not do well in her exams, she would never ask her parents to fork out five thousand yuan to enroll her into The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China.
If she really did badly, she would not be shameless enough to continue with high school or college. It was an excellent idea for her to tutor Zhu Baoguo.
Why would Zijin be so foolish?
"Nan Nan, can you cope with it?" Qiao Dongliang was stunned as well. This had never crossed his mind.
But now that he knew about it, Qiao Dongliang was merely paying lip service. He did not seemed to be expecting a negative answer.


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

“Come forward and receive death!” 

“I do not have many friends, you are one. If you die, I will be unhappy.”

…

After adjusting some final punctuation with his keyboard, Chen Xiaolian raised his head and massaged his sore temple.

Within a VIP waiting room of an airport, service personnel wearing beautiful uniform were gently pouring coffee for the guests.

This is an airport within a small country’s tourist city, located within Southeast Asia.

Chen Xiaolian stretched his waist and quickly affixed an author’s back section on the chapter that he had just finished. Thinking for a moment, he quickly typed in a line of text: Seeking monthly ticket…[1]

Glancing at the book review section, he could see some readers urging for more while others were cursing: Always not updating the book, but still have the face to ask for monthly ticket, author has a small dick ah…

He quickly exited the back section, switched off his laptop, and stuffed it into his bag. Suddenly getting the urge to urinate, he looked at his phone and saw that it was still early. Chen Xiaolian immediately got up while carrying his bag and proceeded to run towards the toilet.

Chen Xiaolian, gender male.

As for his profession… a web novelist, one who writes fantasy fiction novels. He has quite the reputation within the web novel circle as he had written one or two relatively popular web novels.

He also managed to earn some royalties.

Hmm, considering his current age, there was no need to spend much money anyways. As for things like getting married, having children and buying a house, those matters are something that is relatively far in the future for him.

However, in his online profile, he had made up a rather funny image of himself. It was something of a prank towards his readers. He casually took an image shared by his circle of friends and made it his own avatar picture: It is the picture of a thirty-year-old fair skinned fatty with a round looking face.

Because of this, his readers and fan base all thought Chen Xiaolian to be an adorable thirty-year-old fatty. Fans who were close to him would affectionately call him “bloody fatty” or “fat uncle”.

However, the truth…

…

Hua!

Chen Xiaolian splashed a handful of cold water onto his face before roughly wiping at it. He then observed the reflection on the mirror. A noticeably immature looking face that was overly delicate looked back. Chen Xiaolian made a strange expression on his face.

By manhua standards, the face looking back at him through the mirror would no doubt belong to the ‘black bellied, attractive 16 year-old teenager’ classification.[2]

Truth be told, Chen Xiaolian’s age is also not too far from sixteen. He is only eighteen-years-old, a long way to go before being called “uncle”.

Thus, every time he thought of his female fans amongst his readers calling him “uncle”, Chen Xiaolian would feel a certain pride in successfully pranking others.

His face may be a little off from being considered ‘handsome’, however, if it was any consolation, it could still be considered ‘elegant’.

His height could be considered as a flaw. At eighteen years of age, he is only at one hundred and seventy centimetres. During basketball sessions within school, he could only sit on the bench as part of the assisting group.

After wiping the water off his face, Chen Xiaolian moved his body into a basketball shooting posture and threw the rolled up tissue paper into the wastebasket.

His movements were fairly standard and were the results of him practicing in private. Unfortunately, with his problematic height, he would probably have no chance of being a basketball player.

Hmm, after this trip is over, it would almost be time for the school to reopen. If he were to fail in the selection for the basketball team, then he should just give up. Besides, just because one wishes to be surrounded by cheerleaders, that does not mean that one has to be a basketball player.

Looking at the time again, he noted that there was still some time before the plane takes off.

Within the airport restroom where there was an English signboard prohibiting smoking, Chen Xiaolian took out his hand phone and checked his WeChat. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of conversations coming from the restroom entrance.

“I heard that it is about to enter closed beta?”

“Indeed, it seems that the new settings have been implemented. The instance dungeon has also been completed. This time’s closed beta would probably be very lively, some very powerful players have been selected for this.”

“Sigh, it seems it would be very eventful…”

Chen Xiaolian walked out of the restroom and saw two person wearing aircrew uniforms chatting.

What had surprised him was the fact that these two person were conversing in Chinese – in this small Southeast Asian country, almost ninety per cent of tourists are Chinese. However, it was rare to meet a pilot who speaks in Chinese…

In addition, their topic of conversation that was obviously regarding online games also stoked Chen Xiaolian’s curiosity.

Closed beta… instance dungeon… players…

“I am sorry, please excuse me,” Chen Xiaolian smiled politely, showing some shyness at the same time.

The two crew members gave Chen Xiaolian a glance and immediately made way for him through the restroom entrance.

Chen Xiaolian walked two steps forward when he suddenly heard someone shouting for him from behind.

“Wait a moment, you dropped something.”

Turning his head, Chen Xiaolian saw the left most lanky looking pilot bending over to pick up something from the ground. He then handed it over to Chen Xiaolian. “Your boarding pass?”

Chen Xiaolian glanced over it and found that it was really his. It must have fallen off when he was retrieving his tissue papers from his bag.

He hastily said a few words of thanks, but the pilot narrowed his eyes as he glanced over Chen Xiaolian. “Flight XX3307? Interesting…”

What kind of words are those?

Moreover, Chen Xiaolian instinctively felt that the way the other person was looking at him was a little strange.

“I can only say… I wish you good luck.”

Those were the last words said by the pilot. After that, he waved goodbye with his hands and left with his companion in another direction.

How baffling!

Chen Xiaolian stared blankly at the pilots back.

Do airline companies hire their pilots in such a casual manner these days?

That person must have some brain problems, right? I wonder who would be so unfortunate as to ride on the plane he flies!

…

This minor event did not stay in Chen Xiaolian’s mind for too long. He went back to the waiting room, had another round of coffee and played mobile games for a while. After an hour, Chen Xiaolian began to board the plane.

As he was boarding, he was surprised to find that amongst the crewmembers greeting the passengers at the airplane entrance, was none other than the “I wish you good luck” fellow!

Chen Xiaolian was shocked senseless, however, the other party only smiled and nodded towards him. After that, the pilot turned around and headed into the cockpit.

The flight attendant politely guided Chen Xiaolian towards his seat. The space given to First Class was very wide and he sat down before changing into a pair of slippers. Chen Xiaolian then turned to the flight attendant and requested a glass of beer.

He has a mild discomfort towards flight, also known as motion sickness. By drinking some alcoholic drinks, he hoped to be able to fall asleep after boarding the plane. That would be for the best.

After drinking a mouthful of beer, someone sat down on the passenger seat beside him. He gave the passenger a glance and saw a little loli with a short bob cut hair… neat and clean, with a pair of big, black eyes. She wore a light blue short skirt as she sat on the passenger seat, her pair of white legs dangling freely in the air – Hmm, this act had exposed her height. When she was seated, her legs could no longer reach the ground.

Considering Chen Xiaolian’s age, he was naturally not a lolicon. (That is something exclusive to uncles!)

He was only curious as to why a child at such an age would board a plane alone. In addition, this was an international flight.

Realizing that Chen Xiaolian was looking at her, the little girl made a brief eye contact with Chen Xiaolian. She then nodded politely in a seemingly subconscious manner; however, her attitude remained cold, as though the nod earlier was simply an instinctive etiquette.

Later, she seemed to have received a phone call. She retrieved her phone and spoke into the phone with a childish voice.

“Unnie… Omo… Imnida…”

Chen Xiaolian chuckled to himself: A Korean loli…

Seemingly aware that he was still looking at her, her eyes became colder. When she saw Chen Xiaolian’s teenage face that indicated that he was not that old, but was holding on to a glass of beer… her eyes seemed to show traces of disapproval.

Well, I am now being despised.

Chen Xiaolian chuckled secretly, simply took out his eye blinders, and put it on before going to rest.

Soon, the flight attendants gave another notice and the plane began to slowly move along the runway. After a burst of violent vibrations, the plane rose to the skies…

…

Two hours later, Chen Xiaolian was woken up by a burst of vibration. Removing the blinders, he looked around in confusion and saw that the warning lamp above his head had been lit on.

The Korean loli sitting beside him was instead very calm, she held onto a glass of orange juice, drinking it mouthful after mouthful, wearing bunny shaped earphones and listening to music.

The flight attendant used a warm and harmonious voice to make an announcement, stating that the plane had probably ran into some turbulent airflow and asked everyone to not enter a state of panic.

It should not have been anything, an airplane running into these kinds of situations were simply far too common.

However, after a few minutes, the frequency of the vibrations from the airplane seemed to be increasing and the extent of the vibration increased. This caused the passengers to gradually become alarmed.

Glancing around, Chen Xiaolian saw that the first class flight attendants had already been seated at their designated seats, their safety belts fastened tight.

Chen Xiaolian could not help himself as he started feeling apprehensive.

Of the two flight attendants of the first class area, the older one who was presumably the chief maintained calm and continued using a harmonious voice to sooth the passengers.

As for the younger flight attendant… when Chen Xiaolian was boarding the plane, he had taken another look at her. She had a pair of very slender legs and her current seating position just happened to be directly opposite Chen Xiaolian.

Chen Xiaolian was able to spot the traces of panic and fear within the flight attendant’s eyes.

The chief attendant remained calm and was using a gentle voice to sooth the passengers, showing that nothing serious was going on.

However, Chen Xiaolian had noticed that the younger flight attendant’s legs were…

Trembling!

That was right! They were trembling!

Holy shit! Even the flight attendants are scared to the point of trembling?!

Then… then something big must have happened!

Chen Xiaolian suddenly became nervous. It was at this moment that a loud bang suddenly sounded out from who knew where!

The aircraft suddenly lost all power and sounds of screams were emitted from the passengers’ compartments.

One could clearly feel that the aircraft was falling down at a rapid rate…

Next, a series of loud noises rang out non-stop. Amidt the terrifying noises, Chen Xiaolian’s face had turned ghastly white, all the strength within his body seemingly sapped away.

The Korean loli beside him began crying out of fear, screaming out in Korean.

As the last of the loud rumbling noises roared out, Chen Xiaolian had one last thought before losing consciousness: I cannot be so unlucky, right? I am only eighteen-years-old! I am still a virgin… I write novels about transmigrations! Am I about to transmigrate?!


We attend school, find love, work, buy a house, pay our housing loans, insert weird faces in WeChat, watch movies… do any of you find anything amiss? One day, a group of strange people entered this world, equipped in strange clothing and possessing extraordinary powers, cold-blooded killers! They call themselves [Players]. 

Wait! Wait! You people want to kill me? You say I am NPC (Non Playable Character)? Stop joking around! You crazy bastards! I will fight you to the death! I will survive!

NPC beating up Players! Original residents beating up Transmigrants!

My world, my rules! What makes you think you bastards can come over and boss us around?

Treading the path of the strongest saviour in history, one destined to be filled with excitement!

…

Chen Xiaolian: From today onwards, an organization whose sole purpose is to oppose those bastards is established! Our guild shall be named… Player Thwarting Alliance!

Guild Member: Leader, this name, if we are to say it out, I fear we will be beaten up… 

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