On the way back from buying chicken skewers, a certain system very naughtily scared the sh*t out of Wen KeLi before striking up a conversation with her. Thank god she didn’t have a weak heart otherwise the system could only have a conversation with a dead body.
Interview:
Wen KeLi: To be honest, you didn’t give me much of a choice. It was like Ooo little girl, you either do this or you gonna die tomorrow (΄◉◞౪◟◉｀) *cackles evilly* 
System: Huh no, I don’t know what your talking about. (Starry look of innocence) ◉‿◉
Wen KeLi: ...You’re letting your scheming face slip out. Don’t scare the children, here let me help you shove it back in. (Lifting virtual fists)
System: ∑(ﾟДﾟ)∑(ﾟДﾟ) How could you do this to me~ (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)
Wen KeLi: To the children out there, I do NOT recommend this as a job. Being a transmigrator sucks. There’s no consistency, no overtime pay, no vacation. I don’t know if it’s like that for everyone or if it’s just because my system sucks. I suspect he’s withholding a lot of benefits from me.
System: Gasp how could you say that, I’m an honest system ◉‿◉
Wen KeLi:...
Thus Wen KeLi started on her transmigration journey. Heroically, she plunges head first into melee battles in order to save the world(s)!
Extra:
Wen KeLi: I was infected by the system. These darn sticker packs that I can’t stop using _(´ཀ`」 ∠)_
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Gun-Ho received a letter from Lymondell Dyeon in Seattle, U.S.A.
"Shoot. This is all written in English."
Gun-Ho decided to bring the letter to Attorney Young-Jin Kim who studied in America. He called Attorney Kim to check if he was available to meet.
"Attorney Kim? It's me. I will come to Seoul soon to see you. Will you be available this afternoon?"
"Yes, I will be in the office. What's up?"
"I submitted my application to participate in a joint venture with Lymondell Dyeon, and I just received a letter from them. I think I'd better discuss it with an attorney."
"Really? So you are going to do a joint venture with them."
"GH Mobile will soon move to a new location, and I will keep the current factory in Asan City. I want to start Dyeon Korea there."
"Okay. Come quick. I am really curious about what the letter says."
 
Gun-Ho took a KTX train heading to Seoul and went to Kim & Jeong Law Office located in the Gwanghwa Gate area.
"Gun-Ho Goo? You are so quick. Let me see the letter."
Gun-Ho handed the letter which was sent by Dyeon to Attorney Kim, and Attorney Kim thoroughly read the letter.
"Well, they said your company's financial statements report that you sent to them was not quite satisfactory to their qualification requirements."
"Really? I lowered the company's debt ratio a lot, but still, it is not sufficient for them?"
"However, they said, they highly recognize the president's drive, work experience, and character, so they decided to invite you for an interview."
"Haha, really?"
"You can come for an interview in the first week of next month. And they said, before you come, they want you to contact their personnel—Angelina Rein—to arrange the specific date for the interview."
"Angelina Rein? Is it a lady?"
"Yes, it's a female name. They gave you her phone number as well."
"They said that you need to bring some photos of the factory's exterior and interior. Also, if you could bring some product samples that your factory manufactured, that would be great."
"That's it?"
"They are also asking you to bring a business plan written in English."
"Hmm. There are a lot of things I need to prepare for the interview…"
"Why don't you ask a professional to do the business plan?"
"A professional?"
"Yes, there are people who are good at it, especially the ones that mostly worked for international companies. Those people usually have an MBA degree and speak fluent English. They can make a beautiful business plan."
"Hmm. Really? They will have to come to my factory then before they start writing our business plan."
"They should. Even though they are the ones who will write your business plan, GH Mobile needs to provide them with basic information about the company."
"Do they charge a lot for their service?"
"Not really. They have their fixed man-day rate."
"Can you then tell them to visit our factory?"
"Okay, I will ask them. Why don't you make a contract with our law firm for your joint venture matter? You will need some legal review of a contract with Dyeon later, anyway."
"Kim & Jeong is notorious for their high legal fees, right?"
"We won't charge you a lot. When you go to Seattle for your interview with Dyeon, you'd better go with us too."
"Hmmm. That's right. Okay, then let's make a contract."
Gun-Ho thought it was a good idea to get help from a law firm since he was about to work with a global company—Dyeon. He was willing to pay for the legal fees.
 
Two days after Gun-Ho came back to Asan City, two young men visited Gun-Ho's company. They looked distinctive. They were wearing a blinding white shirt with overalls. Their hairstyle was unique as well. They definitely seemed to be people who were heavily influenced by American culture.
"Are you President Gun-Ho Goo? I've heard a lot about you, sir. We are referred by Attorney Young-Jin Kim. I am the planning director of Moor Investment."
"Are you here for a business plan?"
"Yes, we are. The most important thing in writing a business plan is to grasp the gist of it. We will start by having a tour of the factory."
Gun-Ho asked for the plant manager, but he was out of the office for the moment. Gun-Ho instead asked for Jong-Suk.
"These gentlemen came here to help us write a business plan. Please guide them to the factory tour."
"Yes, sir."
Gun-Ho introduced the sales director to those people and told them that the sales director was the best person to ask about the company if they had any questions. The sales director could explain very well about the company's value to them since he was once involved in figuring out the company's value with accountants during the past court receivership. They could also have a tour to the research center as well since the research center hadn't dissolved yet. They also visited the new factory in Jiksan Town and took photos.
"Do you think you can make an excellent business plan for our company?"
"Yes, we can. However, I think we need to exaggerate a bit of the sales plan. We will take care of it."
"We are counting on you, people. Thank you for your work."
"We'd like to visit GH Parts Company that is situated in Suzhou City, China, that you have invested in."
"Oh, you do want to visit the factory in China too? It's a small factory though."
"Yes, actually we need to see that factory too. The important key to the business plan is to establish the sales and business network overseas. GH Parts Company in China will be the base camp of the Dyeon Korea for China's market, right?"
"Yes. Okay."
"We will need two flight tickets to Suzhou City, China and a hotel reservation."
Gun-Ho asked for the general affairs manager.
"Mr. General Affairs Manager, these two gentlemen need to see our factory in China too. Please prepare two flight tickets to Suzhou City and a hotel reservation for them."
"Yes, sir."
 
Gun-Ho then made a call to Min-Hyeok in China.
"Min-Hyeok? It's me, Gun-Ho. We will send two gentlemen to your factory. They are from a company called Moore Investment. Please take care of them. They will need a tour of the factory."
"What is it regards to?"
"I am trying to do a joint venture with Lymondell Dyeon, and we need a business plan for it. So I asked a company to do the job. These two gentlemen are professionals from that company. Please show them around."
"Oh, I see. Sure, I will take care of it."
"If we successfully start a joint venture with Lymondell Dyeon, we will sell the Dyeon's products that would be produced from the factory here to China's market."
"Don't they want to produce it at a factory in China?"
"It seems that they don't want to have a factory in China."
"Really? Then the base camp for sales will be here, huh?"
"I think so. I will give you a stock option for those sales as well."
"Haha, really? I guess I will have to work really hard! I will have the factory ready for their visit."
 
Gun-Ho thought that Min-Hyeok would do a very good job in selling Dyeon Korea's products rather than sitting in the office at the factory and manufacturing products.
"Once Dyeon Korea succeeded in selling a lot of products, Min-Hyeok will become rich."
Gun-Ho smiled.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

"Lord Sherlock, don't we have to deal with the crisis in Victoria City? If it escalates, isn't it an open war with York Territory?" Bru asked with concern.
In front of Sherlock was a crystal ball that showed a group of Humans, Fairies, and Elves tying up tens of Knights while their equipment was stripped and stashed at the side. All their horses were tethered to the side fence while waiting for the subsequent auction. 
The gamers didn't kill the Duke of York's Knights because they didn't offer much resistance before surrendering. After Lilo's request, they were being tied up.
The Knights numbered in the tens, while Victoria City had thousands of citizens. Moreover, the citizens were fearless. They didn't flinch when they saw the flag of the Duke of York.
"The Duke of York won't let the matter rest. You're going against the Grand Duke and the entire kingdom! I advise you to release us! Return our equipment and horses!"
The Knight's mouth was being stuffed. None of the gamers were willing to accept his Strange Encounter Mission.
"If we obey the Duke of York and seek sincere collaboration with him like Winterfell, will he offer us benefits?" Sherlock asked solemnly.
"Er… according to my understanding of Humans and the behavior of the Duke of York, most likely not," Bru said.
"Then why do we have to satisfy his request? I won't do anything that isn't beneficial to us."
Bru quickly asked, "But Lord Sherlock, aren't you going to feign submission before overcoming him with his weakness? If we can make a Grand Duke our subordinate, it will facilitate the construction of our city." 
"This doesn't sound like what a superior Devil would do. A Devil would never submit to Humans. I won't even feign submission. Have you seen a Human submit to an old chicken just to overcome it?"
Sherlock's question was persuasive.
"Isn't the current situation better for us? The Duke will send us free equipment and horses. Perhaps, he will send more good stuff. It's also a good way to add more Plots to Victoria City. I've discussed the matter with Lilo, and she will handle it well."
"I'm getting worried…"
Bru was interrupted by a fireball erupting in the Dungeon Core. A letter was thrown out of the flames.
Sherlock examined the letter before the letter incinerated in his hand. He picked up his overcoat and said to Bru, "Inform the gamers to set off. Yoda has flown the Airship to the Black Volcano."
…
Patrick Star stood outside the small town, gazing at a huge Airship.
Airships were rare in the Underworld. After all, an Airship core was hard to find. It was also a heavy burden for the Dungeon Core. 
Without strong power, it wasn't possible to supply an Airship with sufficient Mana.
Patrick Star knew that Eternal Kingdom had an Airship. He saw one when he visited Eternal Kingdom, though he didn't witness the Airship participating in the battle with the Ogres.
Sherlock had flown the Airship away, blown the top off of the Ogre Fortress, and kidnapped a kitten.
Following Patrick Star was a local guide whom Sherlock contacted to lead his 5,000 members free tour to the Black Volcano.
Patrick Star came to interview the tour guide immediately.
It was big news for 5,000 citizens of Eternal Kingdom to tour here!
After the tour guide listened to Patrick Star's interview question, he asked, puzzled, "Eternal Kingdom? No, I received an order for the Nobody Has This Name mercenary group's free tour. I even prepared welcoming materials. I can't possibly get the name wrong."
The tour guide showed his prepared materials.
The Sludge Monster took out a wet wooden board from his body and showed it to Patrick Star, who was befuddled. Perhaps the teahouse boss gave him fake news?
After checking the information from the guide, Patrick Star was sure that the Nobody Has This Name mercenary group was a front for the citizens of Eternal Kingdom!
His professional acuity made him link up the robbery of Winterfell's item to the Northern Dukedom, the disappearance of 2,500 guards, the deaths of the few survivors, and the Black Volcano entering its active stage. Patrick Star came up with a conclusion…
"Are they relaxing here when the volcano is active? From what I know, they are a group of brave warriors."
"Tourists who come during the active stage of the Black Volcano are here to kill themselves. It's the first time in my career that I have witnessed a 5,000 member suicide group. With my rich experience, I'm confident in leading them to death while I remain intact."
Patrick Star noticed the confidence of the Sludge Monster while he took down notes. Patrick Star nodded and asked, "I see. Besides the Black Volcano tour, are there any other arrangements?"
"Of course. The free tour consists of many activities and collaboration with more than 100 merchants who will provide goods and services at reasonable prices. Every merchant has a two-hour touring period. After that, there's a group shopping period. We have discussed the pricing with all merchants. Each transaction will have a higher price than the previous one."
Patrick Star nodded. The Sludge Monster was indeed professional.
That was the content of Patrick Star's interview of the tour guide.
Patrick Star was excited as he stood in front of the Airship. Soon, the warriors of Eternal Kingdom would arrive for a tour!
That was big news!


Sherlock is a new generation Dungeon Lord whose ambition is to become the greatest Devil King and building up the greatest Dungeon in the Underworld.
He summons a group of other-worldly goblins who give themselves strange names, form cliques, engage in commerce, and even fight among themselves.
They call themselves—Gamers!

Elisio, Sabrina, Ermanno, Rose, Bruce and his wife Alena. All were standing in front of the now automatic steel door which only opens with code. The code which only Ermanno knew. And what door where they standing in front of?
Yes. The basement door.
It took two days to install this door but was done now and fully functional. 
Rose and Elisio were not happy with this.
"What's the code ?" Asked Elisio.
Rose looked at Ermanno too to know the code.
Ermanno smiled at Rose and said "I am not giving the code to anyone. Atleast not till I am living here with my children"
"Then go live somewhere else" said Elisio.
"We have hundreds of properties around the world and you chose to put me up here, explain why?" Said Ermanno.
Rose looked at Elisio looking at her and Rose said "oh my god. You were trying to provoke me to do something stupid. what did you expect? I would use this place or knife to harm someone? Harm my children or Ermanno? God you are a horrible person"
"You were risking your family's life with a phycho who may have used those knives?" Asked Bruce.
"Hey" said Rose.
"Can we act like adults?" Said Alena and continued "let's go to the main house. Now that this case is closed" and laughed with Ermanno.
Bruce and Sabrina joined them and Bruce said "good one love"
Elisio and Rose were not happy.
All of them sat in the big garden behind the house and Sabrina said "oh Rose, before I forget. Rebecca won't be coming for few months. She is finally pregnant with her first child. So I have arranged for few nannies to come for the interview. You can select one for Emerald" 
"Who is Rebecca?" Asked Elisio seated beside Sabrina with his hand on her knee.
"One of Xavi's nanny. Elisio, she has been with us for 5 years" said Sabrina.
"Fiore, I don't know either of their names. I just point at them and say 'you'" said Elisio.
"You are such a arrogant ass" said Bruce.
Rose looked at Elisio and he didn't say anything to Bruce. She looked at Bruce and said "wow. You can say that to him and get away with that?" 
"We have known eachother all our lives. I can call him anything and get away with it" said Bruce.
"Then call him.." said Rose and whispered something in Bruce's ear.
"I am not going to call him that. I get away with calling him few things  cause I don't call him that" said Bruce.
"Oh come on. What would you lose?" Whined Rose.
"My life. You have seen his collection. And seriously, what's wrong with you?" Asked Bruce.
"I am fine and have a certificate to prove it" said Rose smiling at Bruce.
"Wow. You have a smile of a phycho" said Bruce.
"Aww... Thank you" said Rose.
Ermanno laughed at Rose and said "stop scaring him Rose"
All were still talking and laughing when everyone heard Xavier and Emerald come home from school.
"Papa, Mama" screamed Xavi and ran to Elisio and Sabrina.
Emerald walked to everyone and waved "hi"
"You are so cute. Just like my Ruby was when she was a baby" said Bruce and pinched Emerald cheek.
"Come to me Emerald" said Sabrina and pulled her towards her and kissed her cheek.
All talked to the kids when one of the maids informed them that a lady was here to interview for the nanny's job.
Rose told the maid to bring her out in the garden.
Lola walked to the garden and saw few people seated in the garden and recognised them all. 
She smiled and said "good afternoon everyone. My name is Lola Adams. I am 28 years old and I have a degree in child psychology. The have been working as a nanny for few years and I have had only one child till now who I took care for 5 years. Here is my recommendation letter" 
Rose took the recommendation letter and Ermanno took her file.
Rose asked her few more questions and told her she will get back to her.
Lola nodded and thanked everyone and looked at Ermanno and smiled a sweet smile and left.
Ermanno raised his eyebrows and looked at Elisio smirking at him.
Ermanno blushed and rubbed the back of his neck and looked away.
"I don't like her. She is too professional. What do you think Emerald. She will be your nanny, do you like her?" Asked Bruce looking at Emerald who was seated in Sabrina's lap eating a bowl of fruits.
"I don't know" said Emerald.
"That's her answer for everything. She is not that smart" said Xavier seated on Elisio's lap and eating his bowl of fruits.
"What do you think mummy?" asked Rose to Sabrina.
"I don't know" said Sabrina and everyone sat in silence for few seconds and laughed out loud. 
Sabrina and Emerald looked at eachother and Emerald whispered to Sabrina "why are they laughing?"
"I don't know" whispered Sabrina back. 
"Kyle says, if you don't understand anything you should just nod" said Emerald and Sabrina and Emerald nodded together.
Sabrina smiled at Emerald and kissed her cheek.
"Do you like her more mummy?" Asked Xavier to Sabrina.
"Your mama's heart is too big to love everyone unlike your papa" said Bruce and continued "and do you know who he loves the most in this world?"
Everyone were expecting Sabrina's name but Bruce said "me"
"You know we are friends cause I can't get rid of you right?" Said Elisio.
"I know and also cause you love me more than Sabrina" said Bruce.
Elisio looked Alena and said "he may be gay for me"
"I know" said Alena and shipped on her tea. 
"No I am not" said Bruce.
"I know what gay is" said Emerald. 
Everyone waited for an answer but Emerald didn't answer and continued eating.
"Hello, genius. Tell us what gay is" said Xavier and looked at Elisio and said "told you she is dumb"
"Stop calling her that" said Ermanno.
"Oh, I will tell you what gay is. Kyle told me that gay means two people loving eachother too much" said Emerald.
"That means papa is gay. He loves mama too much" said Xavier and Elisio said "I am too straight to be gay. But yes, I love my fiore" 
Sabrina smiled at Elisio and he kissed her cheek.
They were still talking and teasing when a maid announced another girl coming in for the nanny's job.
"I liked Lola. She looked like someone who would be good at her job" said Rose.
"Well, let's meet this girl and see what she has to offer" said Ermanno.
A girl wearing ripped jeans and T-shirt walks in and widely smiles and says "hi. I am strawberry" 
No one knew how to react to her name and suddenly Xavier laughs out loud and says "she is a fruit" to which Emerald says "no, she is a girl. And this is a strawberry" and shows a strawberry from her fruit bowl.
"That is true. That's a strawberry and my name is strawberry too. You see my dad met my mom in the strawberry farm so they named me that" said strawberry.
"Thank god they didn't meet on tinder" said Bruce and laughed out loud and Rose joined him.
"It's a lovely name sweetheart" said Sabrina.
"So, I see you don't have any experience and you are only 21." Said Ermanno looking at her portfolio.
"I am sorry but we have chosen someone else" said Rose and Ermanno nodded agreeing to Rose and accepting Lola as the nanny.
"Oh god no please hire me. I have five brothers and two sisters to look after and my father died and mother works in the diner. Give me any job I'll do it. Please, you guys pay awesome. Please. Please sir" said strawberry and looked at Elisio.
Elisio looked at Ermanno and said "keep her as a maid. How bad can it be. If she is not cleaning the house she can also play with the kids." 
"Yes. I love playing games like from video games to braiding dolls hairs." Said strawberry and Xavier and Emerald cheered for strawberry.
Everyone laughed at her energy and excitement and Ermanno agreed to hire her as a maid. 
Strawberry screamed and thanked everyone and said "I have a real job. This is so cool"
"You can start from tomorrow. You will be staying here behind the house in the quarters." Said Ermanno and strawberry nodded and thanked them and started to leave and smiled and waved at Elisio. 
Elisio raised his eyebrows and saw Ermanno smirking at him now. 
Elisio struggled his shoulders as he was used to female attention. 
After a long day Elisio, Sabrina, Bruce and Alena decided to leave after lunch.
Bruce and Sabrina were talking to Ermanno and Rose when Alena approaches Elisio and says "she is in. She is very professional. Don't worry. She will keep an eye on everything"
"Hope she is as good as you said she is and no one comes to know about her true identity that she is a trained undercover agent." said Elisio and smirked at Alena.
"No one will have a clue and I'll background check on the other girl too just to be safe" said Alena. 
"You are the best in this work. No wonder Joshua still relies on your suggestions" said Elisio.
"You only select the best to be around you, don't you?" Said Alena.
"Only the best" said Elisio and smiled at Sabrina.


He had it all. Wealth, health, good looks and a wonderful family.
Growing up as the only son of the wealthiest and most powerful business man Elisio Devonte had its perks. And to add on it all, being a genius was a cherry on the top.
what else could he want..
ofcourse he wanted a girl in his life. And he found her and he was sure to keep her for life.

Now what could go wrong in his perfect life that made him crave for revenge?
Who spoilt it all?
Who is responsible for creating chaos in his perfect life?
Ermanno knew one thing for sure. The person responsible will pay. And he was ready to welcome them to his hell.

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After that, He Ying asked Lu Zhou a lot of questions on behalf of the audience, and Lu Zhou responded to them one by one.
This included how controllable fusion technology would affect the lives of ordinary people.
And what kind of positive impacts the energy breakthrough would have on the nation's economy.
Also, Lu Zhou's own personal future plans…
Of course, Lu Zhou obviously didn't talk about any sensitive technology topics.
Once they were done with the interview, some people would edit the content of the program before the program would be officially broadcasted. They would edit out those sensitive topics.
Of course, since these things were handled by the professional production team, Lu Zhou didn't have to worry about it.
In the second half of the interview, during the audience interactive session, an 11-year-old girl walked on stage. She stood next to Lu Zhou while holding a large bouquet of clove pinks. 
She stared at Lu Zhou with her big, bright eyes as she handed out the bouquet in her hand.
"My teacher told us that you should put the flowers in a vase, next to your bedside table. This will make you feel better. Grandpa said that you used knowledge to help a lot of people, he wants you to get better. Also, I want to become a scientist like you when I grow up…"
It wasn't easy for the little girl to say all this, especially while holding a large bunch of flowers.
The young girl took a deep breath. She looked absolutely adorable.
"Thank you for your clove pink!"
Lu Zhou smiled and took the flowers from her hand. Even though he knew this was probably arranged by the show production team, he still smiled and said gratuitously, "Smelling the flower is already making me feel a lot better. Remember to tell your teacher I said thank you!"
The little girl blushed and nodded. She then turned around and ran off stage.
The audience erupted in applause.
In the midst of the applause, the show also came to an end.
Lu Zhou left the studio and went into the green room.
After He Ying expressed her gratitude to Lu Zhou on behalf of the production team, she continued to speak, "Professor Lu, are you free later?"
Lu Zhou: "Why, what's up?"
He Ying smiled and said, "Nothing much, I just wanted to grab food with you or something."
"Let's get food another day. I'm afraid Doctor Yan won't let me eat anything before I leave the hospital," Lu Zhou said with a smile.
Yan Yan, who was standing behind him, didn't say anything. However, she obviously agreed.
Even though she didn't have the power to control Lu Zhou's actions, as his personal doctor, she was still responsible for all of his health concerns.
Even though He Ying was a little disappointed, she still smiled. "Okay then, another day it is."
After Lu Zhou left the TV studio, he went back into his car. He was surprised to find out that the 301 Hospital guards that followed him here were gone. Instead, in came Wang Peng, who he hadn't seen for three days.
Lu Zhou was sitting in the back seat. He looked at the familiar face through the rearview mirror and said, "I thought you went home for the holidays."
Wang Peng made a helpless expression.
"No holidays for me, I'll probably lose my end-of-year bonus as well."
Forget about the end-of-year bonus.
If it weren't for his previous excellent record, he would be in even more trouble right now.
He had been constantly berated by the higher-ups over the past few days.
"No end-of-year bonus? Why…" Lu Zhou suddenly realized something and awkwardly said, "It's not because of me, right?"
Wang Peng smiled and didn't say anything.
It was quite difficult for him to answer this question.
Of course, he didn't complain about the punishment. After all, it was his job to protect Lu Zhou. And now, it seemed like he had failed his job.
However, Lu Zhou, who knew the real reason of why he was sick, felt somewhat guilty. After all, he wasn't poisoned or malnourished into a coma or something. It was purely because he leveled up his discipline. His brain couldn't handle the information overload… 
Lu Zhou decided he should do something to compensate for this.
"Oh, I see, I'll write a letter for you and explain the situation to the higher-ups."
Wang Peng was suddenly anxious, and he said, "Oh please don't, please don't do this."
Lu Zhou said, "No, this isn't your fault. It's mainly because I didn't take care of my body…"
Suddenly, Yan Yan interrupted him.
"His department has rules and regulations. If someone said that he made a mistake, then he made a mistake. There's no debate about that… If you really write a letter for him, not only will it not help him, but it will give him more trouble."
She was also punished in the same regard.
The reason why she wasn't fired from her current position was that 301 Hospital couldn't find any evidence of malnourishment.
This was also the reason why Wang Peng was able to get his job back. There was simply no evidence of sabotage.
Even though Yan Yan's father was a veteran, she didn't get any type of special treatment.
And she never expected Lu Zhou to get her out of this trouble.
Lu Zhou began to realize the situations they were in, so he decided not to write the letter.
Even though he still felt kind of guilty, it was what it was.
At most, he would just compensate them later…
Lu Zhou returned to 301 Hospital and was about to go upstairs for his daily medical checkup. However, when he walked into the main building, he saw Academician Wang waiting at the front entrance.
Academician Wang's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Zhou, and he smiled as he walked over.
"How are you? Do you feel better?"
"I feel a lot better." Lu Zhou smiled and said, "It's almost Chinese New Year. Are you not going back to your hometown?"
"I was born and raised in Beijing, where am I supposed to go? My hometown is one metro stop away." When Academician Wang saw that Lu Zhou could walk on his own, he nodded in relief. He said, "I'm relieved that your condition is getting better. You have no idea how many people were worried about you." 
Lu Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "I feel really bad."
"Don't say that! We're the ones who should be feeling bad." Academician Wang sighed and said, "Controllable fusion isn't an easy thing to accomplish. Especially when it comes to coordinating various research departments. Most of the critical research projects were done by you alone. Honestly… I and the old guys at the Chinese Academy of Sciences feel quite guilty."
"I'm just doing my best, no big deal." Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Plus, my health is getting a lot better now."
Academician Wang sighed and said, "I'm glad you think that way. Also, there's one thing I have to tell you. While you were in a coma, we tried to achieve fusion ignition a couple more times. The STAR-2 demonstration reactor is looking good. The higher-ups personally made demands to implement the grid connection and supply electricity to the 80 million residents in the Jiangsu province!"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "It's going to be connected? That's fantastic!"
Academician Wang smiled and said, "Yeah, it's really amazing. I didn't expect to live to see this day. But, there's another favor I have to ask you."
Lu Zhou frowned and said, "Is there a problem with the demonstration reactor?"
That's not possible!
Even the system recognized the success of the fusion ignition.
"It's not the demonstration reactor." Academician Wang quickly explained, "It's just that after it's connected to the grid, we can't keep calling it its code name, right? After all, this is the world's first demonstration reactor. The higher-ups asked us for a new name. I don't really care about these kinds of things, so I'm asking you, the chief designer."
Academician Wang smiled and said, "How about you think of a beautiful name for the reactor? If you really can't think of anything, you can use your own name. This is a good opportunity to leave your name in history."
"Let's not use my name. It sounds weird." Lu Zhou coughed and said, "I'll think about it."
Academician Wang said, "Okay then, you think about it. I have a couple of examples here."
Lu Zhou: "What examples do you have?"
"Oh, like Houyi, Jinwu, Daohuozhe, Suiren, etcetera. There's also the more westernized Prometheus. These were all decided through votes by the people in the army department. You can decide which one you like." 
After thinking for a long time, Lu Zhou said, "Let's call it Pangu[1]."
Academician Wang: "Pangu?"
"Yeah." Lu Zhou nodded.
He had actually thought about this for a while.
Not only would the controllable fusion breakthrough revolutionize the energy industry, but it would change the entire world.
In some sense, the birth of this demonstration reactor was the second creation of the world.
"If you think that's a good name, then so be it." Academician Wang smiled and said, "Okay then, I'm not going to stay here for long. I'll submit this name to the higher-ups and you should get some rest. The people at the demonstration reactor site are still waiting for your return. We still haven't hosted a fusion ignition celebration party yet. We've been looking forward to this for the whole of last year."
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded.
"Ok, I promise we'll have the party soon."
[1] Chinese myth, creator of the world.


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

(Note: This is a Chinese translate novel)

When Lu Mingfei was applying for a foreign university, he received an invitation letter from Cassel College, a private university in the outer suburbs of Chicago. Under the call of mystery, under the choice of love and dream, he resolutely chose the unknown future. Black helicopters flew across the sky, the gate of a strange country was slowly opened to him: The door of becoming a dragon slayer.

Another name for this novel is:
Dragon's Raja

The ATP500 Seoul opened, the first day in Korea to be held.  The auditorium of NK Son Sudan, located near Jamsil Bon-dong, Songpa-gu, was crowded with crowds.  They are none other than sports newspapers and broadcasters
 It was reporters.

 Among them were GBC sports journalists, Kim Woo-bin and Lim Jong-gil, who had come to cover the Tokyo Open in the past.  They gossiped in a small voice as they watched the partners filling the auditorium.

 "Hey, look over there.  Isn't that Shinwook Lee of sports consideration?
 "Uh, really.  Originally, wasn't Hwang Young-ho reporter over here?  Did you have any greetings? "
 "I heard a rumor that I was asking for an interview, but it was cut and made.  It's less of a human personality. "
 "It's a causal reward."

 They took time to settle down with their usual business partners.  It would have been more fun if Hwang Young-ho had known that he had been rude to Han Woo-jin, the hero of the interview.

 Some greeted each other after a long time.  Reporters in charge of the tennis sector rarely stayed in Korea.  Except for Kim Hyung, there were no players to cover and the level of the tournament was not high.

 Nowadays, you can watch ATP leagues held on the other side of the world.  There were never a lot of people who would spend time in domestic Futures or Challenger League, where the sights didn't change.  So you'll have to wander abroad looking for something more appealing.

 SBC Sports reporter Ahn Hyung-joon, who reported the winner of the Argentine Open in a supportive week, was one of them.  Rather than talk to his acquaintances, he wandered around the auditorium.

 "I didn't know that this would be a place in Korea.  I thought it would be another 10 years. "

 He was really surprised.  Ahn Hyung-joon was able to put it on the same line as Kim Sang-pil, if he had a career.

 However, even in the news of the opening of the ATP500 Seoul Open, the soles of the fire burned and forced to return home.  It was one of the biggest scoops in the 2000s.

 The Seoul Open could have been the biggest event in history for Korean tennis.  It was the first time an ATP league came in, and it was big that it was 500, not 250.  In addition, the Jamsil Olympic Tennis Stadium, which President Cho added to his own expenses, has been a hot topic for a long time.
 It's been a while.

 'I heard that the chairman of NK C & T was a tennis buff, but ... I could invest on this scale.'

 In fact, the first contributor to the Seoul Open was Chairman Cho.

 If it had not been built in the first place, it would not have passed the rigorous standards brought by the ATP panel, and his unwavering enthusiasm bore fruit.  The stadium has been expanded to accommodate more than 10,000 people.
 I was proud of it.

 But it would not have been possible to open Seoul today without a second contributor.  The second contributor was the god who made him look back on Korea, which had been treated as the rim of tennis.

 "··· Hanwoojin."

 Within two years of his debut, Korea's super rookie has ranked 54th in the world.  It's been a long time since the start of the season, and two big ATP250 league champions.

 If they continue to accumulate points as early as possible, they still have time to enter the seed field as early as the French Open and at the latest Wimbledon Championships.  You can win the right to step into a grand slam.

 'Kim Sang-pil, I should've known it since when he took his eyes.'

 Ahn Hyung-jun had a few tastes while watching Kim Sang-pil sitting in a distant place.  It was hard to say that Kim Sang-pil had no connection with Hanwoo-jin, who took several exclusive interviews.  Now it is obvious that there is no income to come late.

 In addition, Han Woo-jin was on the rise.  A creature called Giza is weak to the strong and strong to the weak.  If there is no room for pods, they bowed gently.  Han Woo-jin, the leader of the scoop, caught the journalists' necks.  Yum
 I was glad to pick up a few words to throw altogether.
 At that time, a calm woman's voice echoed on the outside wall of the auditorium, which was crowded by reporters.

 [Oh, Mike test.  one two.]

 In a moment, the quiet eyes of reporters gathered in one place.  There, on the platform just before the owner of the voice was standing.

 It was a beautiful woman in a well-dressed black suit and a slightly twisted back.  She looked around the hall a few times with a dim face, like a doll, and realized that her story had become a sound environment.  I've been complaining about this time
 The bearer could have arisen.

 [Thanks to reporters for visiting NK ship carrier since early morning.  Today's interview will be integrated for Hanwoojin's schedule, and each press will be given a total of three questions.  If you defame or take provocative statements,
 Please note that you may be sent off.

 Most of the reporters who were quite old were unhappy, but they could not dispute it.  This was because Hanwoojin was taking the lead.  If he makes a backlash here and stops the interview, the hard work accumulated for the scoop will be futile.
 The only way to get trafficked by the rest of the press is the bonus.

 Did silence soon say yes?
 After her talk, the reporters remained quiet, Shin Se-yeon dropped the microphone and took a step.

 And at the same time, today's hero appeared.

 [Hello.  I'm Han Woojin, a professional tennis player of NK Sedan.]

 The cameramen who were gathered on the outskirts raised the camera and set up a tripod.  The flash bursts, creating a scene like any press conference.  Sparkling flashes proved that dozens of pictures were taken per second.

 Hanwoojin vomited his voice again, shedding the illusion that even though he was indoors.

 [I will interview you for exactly 2 hours from now.  Thank you for your cooperation.  Please do not take pictures during the Q & A.]

 It was the beginning of the interview.


 * * *


 "Han Woo-jin, are you participating in the ATP500 Seoul Open?"

 The first question was brief and very natural.  Had it been a long time, would someone who seemed to be a senior reporter smashing the head of the reporter who sat down after the question?

 Han Woo-jin replied in relief that the difficult question did not come from the beginning.  If you give a short answer in short answer, there is too much time left.  Even if you think about the face was a little long to answer.

 [Yes, we'll play.  Already assigned to seed 9, the first round of the final round is the ninth.]

 The auditorium in the auditorium was disturbed for a moment by the sound of a crunching pen and a burning notebook.  The reporters, who did not miss a single letter of his answer, raised their hands again and threw themselves for the next question.

 Soon after, a journalist who obtained the second question came up and asked again.

 "You returned home as soon as you won the Brazilian Open. Is it because of this competition?"
 [That's right.  I received a request from the Squad and I accepted it.  I think I'm a little ahead of the first ATP league in my country.]

 In fact, he was informed after he was called.
 But I could not say it straight away.  Han Woo-jin made a plausible excuse with an uncomfortable feeling.  If you've been writhing on your face, you've probably noticed something strange, but unfortunately, Hanwoojin is renowned for his facial management.  The reporters just say yes and write their notebooks.
 It was.

 So many times questions and answers came and went.  There were some common questions, some of them about privacy and some of those questions.

 Among them, the questions that came about the doping test returned detailed answers.  It was to completely block the room for anything later.

 The Association has delivered apologies with proof of my complete absence.  If you need to confirm, we can show you the document directly after the interview.
 "Hmm, great.  Okay.  Sorry Hanwoojin.  I think I made a noise. "

 If you come out so confidently, I would be stumped from the side of the stab.  The reporter, who asked questions, turned his eyes to the floor with a red complexion.  Perhaps there are no more cards he can take out.  Han Woo-jin turned to the eyes first when the winners and losers were clearly revealed.  Next was to find a reporter to ask questions.

 [A reporter wearing glasses with a red frame on the left?]

 The journalist, who had been named, quickly got up from his seat and opened his mouth.  Yet the voice was too thick, and even though the distance was quite loud, the speech was not shaken at all.  I wanted to announce.

 "Han Woo-jin is the only Korean in the first ATP league to be held in Korea this time. I wonder what it feels like."

 In a way, it was an ordinary question.  And expecting a plain answer and throwing it.  As a Korean, it's because of my participation in this monumental competition.  It's still a poor body, but why don't you do your best to show Korean pride?  A question that requires that kind of answer
 It was.  It's a cliché, but it's a typical question and answer.

 However, Han Woo-jin did not immediately answer and looked slightly at the auditorium.
 They would not have come here in anticipation of a trivial answer.  It is clear that the new generation, Hanwoojin, is looking forward to showing his aspirations.  The spit-out answers couldn't move their minds.

 'Let's throw at once.'

 Han Woo-jin, who grabbed her heart, held the microphone with a strong hand.  This was to prevent the microphone from shaking because the microphone was shaking.

 [Not always different.  In any competition in any country, I will compete as a professional tennis player and do my best to win the championship cup.]

 This time it was the reporters to be drunk.  They only knew how Hanwoojin would respond like any other player.  He was also ATP500.  It wasn't enough to take a championship cup.  It would have been enough to just say that I would try.

 The hand quickly rose, and another questioner got up.

 "Han Woo-jin, do you know that Angie Roddick is willing to participate in the Seoul Open?"
 [Yes. I know.]

 The answer came back immediately.  The reporter who threw rice cakes in anticipation of some reaction, sat down on the road with a blank face.  It was Angie Roddick who sat on the throne before Roger appeared.  After confirming the appearance of such a player, do you win the championship?  It was hard to imagine.

 However, Hanwoojin was one more drink there.  He even raised the voice of other rankers.

 [Not only Angie Roddick.  Lobac Zoković, 11th, Cedric Burnett, 15th, and many other rankers knowing and participating in the Seoul Open.]

 Yes.  I knew it earlier.  Angie Roddick, and Lobak Zoković.  It is Hanwoojin who knows the true value of the enemies he will face.  The future knowledge in my head remembered their potential, which they would have been unaware of.  If you had more fear than other players
 I added, he could not be less.

 Nevertheless, Han Woo-jin's weak voice did not know that it would weaken.

 [Player goes up the court to win.  That's no exception, and no one has anything to do with it.  Even if you're facing Roger, not Roddick, you'll win the racket with the intention of winning.  And···]

 It is such a player.
 If you decide to win or lose before you fight, why do you need a substitute?
 Even if you're at a disadvantage, even if you know your opponent is better than you.  Those who did not understand it and burned their spirits deserved it.

 I am stronger than you

 To prove this one sentence, many players still wear different rackets today.

 So this is an exit ticket.

 It is a breakup from Hanwoo-jin, who was scared of the wide world and stuck in his back shell.

 [··· This Seoul Open, I will win.]

 So exactly three seconds after Hanwoojin finished speaking, hundreds of flashes burst out.

Thirty-three years old. A talentless tennis player for NK company with an unsuccessful career, Han Woo Jin. No matter how hard he tried, there was a limit to how much he could accomplish. Eventually, when the day for him to quit tennis had finally arrived, he was sent back ten years to the past with a system…

You can find the previous chapter at myoniyonitranslation but because they are dropped the story i will mtled the story xd

"You are Lou Cheng?" Shu Rui's mouth opened wide. She would have spouted water out if she were drinking. 
How does this average looking passer-by I interviewed last year suddenly become the leading player of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club for the preliminaries? He must be of Amateur First or Second Pin. 
Am I wrong about him? 
During my one year experience working at the TV station, Martial Arts Competition has been my main focus. I've met over 50 local martial artists, if not 100. The silly looking Lou Cheng appears nothing like them! 
Other Martial Arts Club members began to wag their tongue. They didn't expect this easy going, amiable senior of great patience in giving instructions to be one of the leading players of the club. They knew they should never judge people by their appearance. 
Lou Cheng saw disbelief in the reporter's eyes and laughed. "Would you like to check my student identity card?" 
"Ahh? Err..." Shu Rui was brought back from the shock. Realizing this could make a fascinating story, she showed a note of excitement in her voice. "No need. Who lies about this kind of stuff. The truth will come out easily during a small chat with Coach Shi. Lou Cheng, you seem to be a man of stories. Can we arrange an exclusive interview later?" 
With no intention to expose himself in front of the camera, Lou Cheng found a pretext to refuse. "We are training now..." 
"No problem. Lou Cheng, feel free to have the interview. It's a great propaganda for the school to have a martial arts expert!" advised a teacher from the Propaganda Department. 
Shu Rui pointed at the Strength Training Gymnasium. "What about this? I'll ask Coach Shi first. If he doesn't grant permission, we'll wait for next time." 
"OK." Lou Cheng decided to ask his master to refuse the exclusive interview. 
The group immediately moved towards the Strength Training Gymnasium, leaving Cai Zongming standing there in a trance, whispering to himself, 
"What happened to the one-to-one interview?" 
… 
Entering the Strength Training Gymnasium, Lou Cheng picked up his pace to reach Geezer Shi before everyone else. He lowered his voice and said, 
"Master, a reporter wants to interview me. Please help me turn her down." 
Geezer Shi laughed. "What's wrong with having an interview? You'll have many of it if you keep up with your fast progress. It's important to learn to deal with the media. Your speed rising from zero will be dug out by someone at some point. Why not take this opportunity and explain yourself?" 
Lou Cheng mused and nodded. "Fine." 
On his way to the Strength Training Gymnasium with Shu Rui and the cameraman, he glanced at Yan Zheke unconsciously and saw her bright smile, beautiful eyes, and an encouraging gesture. 
As warmth filled in his heart, his resistance to the exclusive interview seemed weakened. 
"Lou Cheng, relax. Take it as a casual chat between two friends. Just a casual chat." Shu Rui was no longer a new recruit. She seemed professional and confident about the interview. 
Lou Cheng was not nervous at all. It was just an interview with the local TV station which had a very limited coverage. He answered with a smile, "I'm very much relaxed. You can start." 
Shu Rui didn't have a chance to prepare this off-the-cuff interview in outline. She worked in her thought at high speed and improvised there. "You are a freshman, right?" 
"Yes. I just joined the Martial Arts Club when you interviewed me last year," Lou Cheng added some information. 
Shu Rui nodded. Hundreds of threads flashed in her head during this brief pause. She gave her second question. "Which level were you at prior to your training at the Martial Arts Club? You've made progress by leaps and bounds during these months, is that right? 
"I was simply a martial arts enthusiast before. I knew nothing about Still Stance, styles or moves. My level? I don't think I could beat a goose before." Lou Cheng had learned a new phrase "the strength of a swan" recently, which was supposed to satirize some measurement units used to measure strength in some fictions. 
Apparently, Shu Rui didn't get his humor, neither did the cameraman. Much puzzled and surprised, she said impulsively, "You were a green hand half a year ago? Not even of Amateur Ninth Pin?" 
"That's right. I have practiced martial arts for about half a year," answered Lou Cheng genuinely. 
A well-experienced reporter, Shu Rui returned to her normal state much quicker than the cameraman and made a sort of gasp. "So it took you a mere six-month to become the leading player of the club from a nobody? Err... What is your current level?" 
"I haven't attended any ranking event but I'd like to think I'm close to the professional level. I plan to sign up for Professional Ninth Pin in April's Ranking Event," said Lou Cheng humbly. 
"Half a year from a newbie to an expert of Professional Ninth Pin..." Shu Rui seemed thrilled by this big news, her eyes and brows filled with joy and excitement. "Are you the incarnation of a Living Buddha?" 
"No." Lou Cheng shook his head to deny. 
"Then you must be highly gifted?" Shu Rui's voice turned light and quick. 
Lou Cheng reflected on it and nodded slightly, "I noticed my talent in Solemn Silence when I first started my martial arts training here. It didn't take me long to enter a meditative state where my mind concentrates on one. Also, my endurance seems much better than average." 
He gave some decorative details. 
"You quickly achieved concealment of spirit and qi? Still Stance must be easy for you. Once you have mastered Still Stance, you can get twice the results with half the effort." Specialized in martial arts related interviews, Shu Rui had a thorough understanding of Solemn Silence's importance. 
"Yeah." Lou Cheng smiled and added sincerely, "It's my fortune to have Coach Shi in the club. A true master, he has taught us many Still Stance styles and visualization in battle. His instructions helped me improve day by day and reached the Amateur Ninth Pin level before the district contest. But back then I was way behind the seniors. I couldn't even be a substitute." 
Shu Rui smiled gently. "No wonder your name was not on the list. What happened next? How did you become the leading player of the Martial Arts Club?" 
"I kept practicing through the first term until the past winter break. Because our pair exercise was ceased before the district contest, I had no way to tell my level. I was desperate for some actual battle experience when I heard of the Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament from Coach Shi. He helped me get an invitation and I attended the competition in Yanling." Lou Cheng didn't try to hide his experience in the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament. 
Shu Rui let her right hand rest on her lower belly and asked with interest, "Did you set a goal for yourself before the tournament?" 
"Yes. I wanted to make it to the second round so it wouldn't be too humiliating!" Lou Cheng joked at himself. 
Shu Rui chuckled. "And then? How far did you make it?" 
"The top eight. I learned a lot and improved fast from each match. I think I have become a real martial artist after that tournament, inside out." Lou Cheng added with a tinge of emotion. 
"The top eight? Did you encounter any professional level contestant?" Shu Rui was obviously surprised. 
It doesn't sound like an amateur level competition! 
Lou Cheng answered frankly, "I fought three of Professional Ninth Pin. Win two and loss one." 
"Wow! That's really impressive! You are more than just professional-to-be!" Shu Rui sounded amazed and impressed. 
"You are flattering me. Luck was on my side in those two victorious matches. One of the Professional Ninth Pin experts hadn't had any real combat experience for a very long time before the tournament..." Lou Cheng went on to explain in short. 
A series of questions and answers led this unprepared interview to the end in less than ten minutes. Lou Cheng had pretty much sketched his story. 
"Thank you, Lou Cheng. I'll let you go back to your training. Sorry for the interrupt," Shu Rui said cheerfully. 
"No problem." Lou Cheng answered politely. 
Shu Rui gave a little chuckle. "No matter what, thank you for your cooperation. I'll interview your Coach Shi." 
Lou Cheng felt relieved and turned around to join his club mates. As he was passing by Yan Zheke, he heard her whisper, "That reporter is so pretty!" 
"She does have a good set of features..." Lou Cheng held his tongue before speaking out his thought and changed his answer. 
"Pretty? I find her rather plain." 
Yan Zheke sent one glare at him. "Hypocrite!" 
"I'm honest with you. I guess she's just not my cup of tea," answered Lou Cheng sincerely. 
Yan Zheke laughed in spite of herself. "Hah. Your aesthetic conception sounds quite special. Well, tell me what your cup of tea looks like?" 
Lou Cheng looked at her and smiled. "Have a guess." 
Yan Zheke waited for a second before spitting at him. She turned her face away. "Not a fan of your guessing game!" 
Under the watchful eyes of his club mates, Lou Cheng couldn't say more. He retreated into the team and continued with his training. 
… 
Songcheng TV Station. 
Shu Rui reported Lou Cheng's story in brief to the head of her department. 
Director Guo said in a muted voice, 
"Don't air this interview yet. Wait for Songcheng University Martial Arts Club to have some good performance in the preliminaries. Last time we made a whole program but they didn't go far. Just mention their participation in the preliminaries in the news." 
"Okay. I'll find more materials." Shu Rui saw this coming. 
Back to Newsroom Two, she answered a call from her boyfriend and chatted with her colleagues about what they saw and heard before turning on her computer to search for materials related to Lou Cheng's exclusive interview. 
The first thing that came to her mind was the Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament. Lou Cheng barely said anything about it. 
She typed in the title of the competition and added Lou Cheng's name in the search bar. 
Many results were returned. She browsed the headings without clicking on any link. 
"These few are from the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament's official site... These... Hmm? Lou Cheng has a personal forum?" Shu Rui gave out a surprised shout. She opened the forum to check if it was real, seeing "Eternal Nightfall" and "Brahman" grumbling at the serious lack of Lou Cheng's news. 
A smile climbed on Shu Rui's face as it reminded her of her days being a fan. She cut parts of the interview, made a crude preview trailer and posted with her almost forgotten ID "Lush Gives Birth To Light". 
"The preview of Songcheng TV Station's interview with Lou Cheng!" 
She then uploaded the edited video and typed. 
"Don't bother asking who I am. I'm just a good person!" 


Here martial arts are no longer intangible legends. They have been passed on from generation to generation and from century to century. After the confrontation with science and technology, they have completely integrated into modern society and all kinds of martial arts competitions are taking place across the country as superiority among scholars are hard to reach a consensus but not as difficult among martial artists!
Lou Cheng has inherited the lost skills of the greatest martial arts sect. Towards his original dream and the glory in his heart, he advances step by step, becoming the warrior of this modern city and the hero of the era!

3rd person POV:

The air in Yorkshire was inevitably a bit special. For both muggles and the wizards. In a small village in south, there laid numerous fields and tiny, little cottages. The folks who resided there wouldn't let their sheep graze on a full moon. 
They heard many howls. Some of their sheep go missing on every full moon day. The folks were scared and never stepped out in nights during that time. Who didn't know of Mrs. John's sheep? The poor things were torn apart.
Since then, there was this unspoken rule to never come out on a full moon. They recollected nothing at all, what happened. Hence they were a little afraid. Afraid of getting cursed.
And Remus John Lupin cannot be anymore thankful for that. This way, he didn't injure any innocent lives.
He sighed and went to his home. It was a tumbledown, semi-derelict cottage. But this was all he had. And he was fine with it.
Living in poverty was not a problem for Lupin. He was… accustomed to it. He had to. Being a werewolf, he couldn't get good jobs. And due to his sickness after every full moon, those hard earned jobs would lost too.
And it happened once again. He lost his job. Again. He didn't know what to do. There were extremely few places that were willing to hire him. And he was kicked out from almost every one of them. The underground had plenty of offers to him. But he didn't prefer them. He'd rather suffer in poverty than to do something that was against his morals.
He wondered why the fate was so cruel to him.
There was a knock on his cracked windows. It was an owl. The one he didn't recognize. Only few people remembered him. And it was not Christmas either. So a letter to him was rare.
He accepted the letter from the owl. The owl was peculiar. It didn't wait till he read the letter. It just flew away after it had given him the letter.
It was a good thing anyway He didn't have owl treats with him.
He examined the letter. It was a pure white envelope with a golden flower seal he knew nothing about. Quite different from the usual parchment. Curiously, he read the letter.
[
To Remus John Lupin,
The Haunted Cottage, Blue fields, South Yorkshire, England.

Dear Mister Lupin,
It is my pleasure and honour to inform you that you have been recommended to work with Magnolia. 
If you are interested in working with us, please visit your nearest Magnolia branch for the interview by 2nd June, evening.
Further details will be divulged by the supervisor when you reveal this letter. 
Yours Sincerely,
Regina Silvers.
(Head of training and recruitment, Fiore.)
]
Lupin blinked and read the letter again. He checked for any charms on it. There was nothing wrong with it. 
He felt this was all very unreal. Someone recommended him. To work in Magnolia. It felt like a dream.
Because he knew it wasn't likely to happen in reality. But it was true. He could just hope this was not an elaborate prank on him.
If all of this was real, he would need to get this job. Especially if it's from Magnolia. The place he didn't even dare to step in.
Frankly speaking, Magnolia was a store. But not the mundane ones. It's a store which sold nearly everything. From potions to ancient spells, everything could be brought for a price. Except the illegal goods, most probably.
Many people were skeptical but they were soon flabbergasted by it.
Because the store remain a huge mystery. No one knew it's owner(s). But that didn't prevent anyone from going there. It had every single thing they needed. 
There were many rumours about that place. Like how the people who tried to do anything funny were taught a brutal lesson. Like how it had things which didn't exist anywhere else. Like how it even provided many services. Like how it had branches all over the world, etc.
And how it offered 'tickets' to a place called 'Fiore' which was even more magical. It was something that every pureblood sought after.
And Remus got an opportunity to work there. He didn't know what they wanted from him. But he would be regretting it if he didn't give his best shot.

***


Lupin arrived at Leeds. He wore the best set of robes he had. He went towards the Golden Acre Park and sat on a bench with a large Magnolia, similar to the seal on the letter carved on it. And he disappeared from the place and reappeared in front of a store. It was titled MAGNOLIA. It was his first time coming here.
He heard many rumours about this place. But there were no one present.
There was even a closed sign hung on the doors. As he feared, he was played.
As he was about to walk away in disappointment, the letter shone brightly and the lights engulfed him.
Moments later, he was sitting in a nice chair. He noticed there were many people other than him, inside this massive room which contained many chairs. Maybe few thousands.
Few people like him just appeared and the others looked like they've been waiting for a long time.
He decided to wait. After some time, there was a flash next to him. A brunette appeared beside him. She looked comparatively young. She looked at the man and asked awkwardly.
"Um… Hello? Do you have any idea where we are?" She asked with an accent he thought was American.
"Did you receive the Letter?"
"Yeah."
"Then please read it once again. It has some details."
The brunette nodded thankfully and read her letter. It had a note which asked to wait till all the recipients of the letter have arrived.
"Thank you for that."
"Your most welcome."
"Um… I know it sounds meaningless, but are you also here for the interview?"
"Yes. I am."
"Are you, English?"
"From Yorkshire." 
"So you came from England then, huh."
"Yes, I do."
"Oh dear!"
"Anything wrong with that?"
"No… nothing. It's just, I'm from New Jersey, America. I never expected to see an English wizard here."
"You can see all the wizards around the world here."
"Sigh… So the rumours that Magnolia had branches all over the world was true then."
"It seems to be."
There was a strained silence yet again. They both just stayed quiet. They were nervous, too.
Suddenly, there was a table in front of them. It had some food laid on it.
Both of them looked at each other and checked their letters once again. Nothing was there in it.
Instead, there was a little note saying 'Refreshments' on the table.
It was the same with everyone. All had them.
Remus looked at the food on the table. There were some pumpkin pastries, cauldron cakes and his favourite, chocolates.
He grabbed some and started to eat like everyone. The woman beside him too, started eating a serving apple pie.
"What are those?" She asked curiously. 
Remus politely stated all of them, and she did the same. Apparently, they both possessed a sweet tooth. The American Witch introduced herself.
"I'm Chloe Smith. You can call me Chloe."
"Nice to meet you, Chloe. I'm Remus Lupin, call me Remus if you like."
They both chatted for a little. It was uncommon. To meet international wizards or witches unless you have a travel permit.
Chloe was a young witch who worked as an enchanter in New Jersey. She resigned the job and then after sometime, she received the letter too.
They talked about many things. Remus told her about Hogwarts, and she said about Ilvermorny, etc.
After a few hours, the seats were full.
There was an announcement from the centre of the hall.
A huge screen appeared. It revealed the face of a middle aged woman. The woman started speaking.
"I thank all the Wizards and Witches who have come here on our request. I'm Regina Silvers."

"It would be so nice...if we could meet each other once again."
Mia died due to a mistake. It wasn't her fault, not any human's at least.
So as a compensation, she is given the ability of a 'Pancosmic Traveler'
Meaning that she would be reincarnating as she completes her missions...
But is that what she really wants?
Not everyone can leave their past behind.

[the plot is currently in Potterverse.
Mia already completed her missions in Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, Fairy Tail and Hunger Games]

Note: This is just a fanfic. I do not own Harry Potter or any other works.

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