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Before Gu Linzheng met Tang Chi, he was unattainable like a flower in the high hills. Once Gu Linzheng met Tang Chi, he was still cold and distant as before, but he had a new behavior ― public display of affection. 

The concert hadn't started yet. Although the hall couldn't be considered noisy, there were still sounds of hushed greetings and gossip. 
Even very popular pop stars were more reserved today. They could see their old teachers in the front rows.
Chu Bo was thoroughly astonished when he arrived. He saw many familiar faces from fields unrelated to Fang Zhao. 
Two people in the row ahead of him were bickering. 
"What is an EDM artist like you doing here?"
"Why can't I come if even a death metalhead person like you is here?
Chu Bo thought about his own style, then observed this bunch. He felt that it wouldn't even be strange to encounter opera singers here.
Zaro only arrived when the concert was about to start. He yawned as he sat down.
"I nearly overslept."
Zaro surveyed his surroundings with his low IQ. He didn't see anyone familiar or fresh, so he had nothing to talk about. I should have slept instead.
Chu Bo was about to share some gossip with Zaro when the lights dimmed and the entire concert hall quietened.
Fang Zhao's graduation concert had officially started.
According to the stipulated rules, there had to be at least six works for the graduation concert. Mo Lang had selected seven from Fang Zhao's works in the past year.
The purpose of the graduation concert was to display what an advanced student had learned and gained in the past year. The growth of an advanced student could be seen directly through his works.
Fang Zhao's works in the past year had many new changes and clear differences from his previous compositions. Mo Lang considered various aspects before selecting these seven songs. He hoped that everyone would no longer have the image that Fang Zhao's works were the sort that "woke you up from any tiredness" as said on the Internet.
The screen at the front displayed the information about this graduation concert.
Displayed right at the top in a large neat font was "Ocean of Stars".
There were a few academic advisors listed. Mo Lang was the first name, while Carter was in the second spot.
By custom, Fang Zhao would introduce the background behind this composition.
Zaro listened until he was drowsy. I can't understand all these academic expressions. Maybe I should go to sleep. 
On the other hand, Chu Bo was listening attentively. Simply put, this sort of graduation concert was the stage for advanced students to shine on. His musical path was different from Fang Zhao's as his own works placed more emphasis on rhythm. However, he was extremely curious as to how Fang Zhao would have changed after a year in this God-level advanced course. Would any new elements appear in Fang Zhao's works?
Fang Zhao briefly explained the background information behind this composition to the evaluation committee and esteemed industry precursors. He showed no signs of stage fright that the two elder Fangs had been worried about. After that, it was time for him to exhibit his own works.
The concert hall wasn't huge, but the acoustics inside the stage for HuangArt's top advanced students were undeniably top-notch and would allow advanced students to fully demonstrate all of their merit.
Opening song: ''Splendor''
There was a main piano melody with the echoes of woodwinds. Grandiose, gorgeous orchestral elements flowed like a spring breeze thawing snow and ice. It brought the golden lights from the horizon and the pulsations of new life. Hearts of longing and reverence gazed at the large golden door that fanned open to welcome a new world.
Such a bright and impressive opening jolted the senses, causing any weariness and restlessness to be tossed aside. The solemn faces of the evaluation committee members relaxed. They exchanged glances and revealed satisfied smiles.
But, that was all to it. They were merely satisfied.
This could be considered a strong display from any other student. But, when it came to Fang Zhao, this only belonged to the ordinary category. Those who had studied Fang Zhao's works before wouldn't be too surprised by this opening. Furthermore, it would be surprising if Fang Zhao couldn't reach this sort of standard considering that he had Mo Lang's guidance.
Percussion, string and stimulated woodwinds produced an extensive and melodious atmosphere. Listeners imagined waking up from a blurry dream, looking into the distance and seeing budding greenery; they saw an imposing mountain, a vast plateau and a flourishing city skyline.
The music evoked reminders of sounds throughout the year. There went the sounds of children hurrying out at the first rays of dawn into a bustling crowd.
The world was very huge, the skies high and the earth vast.
Hope and fantasy were interwoven behind closed eyes and intoxicated minds like a victory cry from afar.
People cried out in jubilation beneath the many golden rays of light. They looked up to the skies and saw the grand possibilities the future held.
Hearts were lifted by a magnificent energy and soared towards the horizon. Even the tallest of mountains did not obstruct the free-flying clouds. Overcome your difficulties, surpass the extreme limits and pursue the brilliant splendor you believe in!
Say, do you see the ocean of stars?
…
An evaluation committee member from Mazhou was deeply moved by this opening song. Every single note resonated within him. He could hear the overflowing hope and vibrancy of life in full bloom.
Carefree!
Expansive!
Exuberant vitality and surging sentiments made it feel as though every cell in the body was enlightened. Unknowingly, people found themselves smiling.
After the song concluded, the evaluation committee members started to discuss quietly.
"Bold, ingenious skill and technique. This fellow's fundamentals are impressive."
"What powerful uplifting impetus and forward energy. This youngster's enthusiasm is great!"
"The world is so big; follow your heart! I felt that even the most simple things could become splendid as I listened."
Gorgeous!
It wasn't hollow on the inside and flashy on the outside. Rather, it was like a high level and substantial theme!
An evaluation committee member shot Mo Lang a thumbs up as he was speaking.
Mo Lang was his usual reserved self as he smiled and nodded slightly. He gave a "still passable" gesture.
The evaluation committee member from Mazhou was really satisfied . His smile widened after reading the background information behind this composition. "Indeed, it has influences from our Mazhou!"
Prof. Carter jolted up at the back. Fang Zhao's journey had been arranged by him. He could join in on this conversation!
But, before Carter could say anything, Mo Lang already responded, "Right. He composed the preliminary draft for 'Splendor' when he followed the team to Mazhou…"
Carter swallowed his words and sat up straight, pretending nothing had happened.
After the short exchange, the various evaluation committee members gave grades and remarks on the evaluation sheets in their hands. The short break between each song was to give the evaluation committee some time to discuss and evaluate. A graduation concert was a little different from ordinary concerts with its academic and public appraisal elements. 
As the audience discussed, Zaro, who had been jolted awake by the opening song, sat in his seat with a dazed and bewildered expression.
Chu Bo finished his own reflections about the song and turned towards Zaro. "What's wrong?"
Zaro rubbed his face vigorously. "I just had a dream. I dreamt that I was running and running. Then, I started to fly."
Chu Bo laughed. Looks like Zaro still has some artistic cells in his body after all.
The second song began after Zaro sobered up and the evaluation committee finished their evaluations.
"The Return Of Life".
The main theme of Fang Zhao's concert was "Ocean Of Stars". The first song was merely a prologue, whereas the second composition was really about the ocean. It was a piece Fang Zhao had come up with when he was at the Corale Archipelago for the Corale Film Festival.
Fang Zhao had added electronic tones in this song.
Orchestral symphony and electronic tones combined seamlessly. The music traveled from dry to damp before becoming the spray from the sea.
Besides dry land was the ocean.
The exotic and vivacious electronic tones were like lively and efficacious cries.
Layers of color and tints fluttered with the tides of the ocean. 
The natural rhythm progressed downwards. 
It shuffled between lively, profound, calming and mysterious. 
It was like the ripples of countless vibrating strings breaking the stillness of the deep sea.
Then, a tremendous undercurrent surged upwards, dragging the listeners to a fin splitting through a wave. They leapt across the water's surface with freedom.
Birds high up in the sky swooped down and glided over the surface of the ocean. They broke through the waves before soaring thousands of miles.
The world was full of living things.
Sunlight scattered through the surface of the ocean. Some light penetrated, while the rest reflected off the waves. 
A certain director specializing in documentaries sighed as he experienced the wonder of the music. "It's just perfect. The melodious score is uplifting. What a great ecological sensation."
I definitely have to place this song in my new documentary if I get the chance!
I can't afford the copyright, but the TV Station can afford it!
Their Huangzhou TV Station had the largest music library in the entire world!
I have to recommend this new song of Fang Zhao's to be added to the music library! No, if funding is approved, it would be better to get all seven songs into the TV Station's music library. Just these first two songs are enough to indicate that all the compositions in Fang Zhao's graduation concert are of high quality and worthy of being added to the music library.
What is that saying? 
There's nothing more to say. Prepare the money and just buy it!
It won't be an exclusive buyout anyways. There shouldn't be a problem with adding these seven songs to the music library, the director thought to himself.
He had great confidence in Huangzhou TV Station's purchasing power. It was merely seven songs.
Everyone harbored their own ideas.
Other than the second song "Return of Life", Fang Zhao had also composed the third song "Lighthouse" with inspiration from his time at the Corale Film Festival.
The people of the Corale Archipelago had a celebration for the lighthouse. Every year, the lighthouse shined very brightly at that time.
The style of this song was totally different from the other two and had special island instruments in it. Light, cheerful drum beats carried a special local and rustic flavor.
Although the initial drumbeats sounded soft and muffled, they carried a sort of ancient and mystical vibe.
It brought to life the faraway island shore caressed by waves. Lights and shadows flickered across the islanders celebrating. Their eyes turned misty from the lingering smell of alcohol in the ocean breeze.
They turned around through the dancing throng and faced the ocean. 
Under the glow of the lighthouse, currents crashed against the reef. The lighthouse rays quietly probed the sea to guide returning ships along the blue periphery.
Corale Archipelago's native folk songs and dances were partly behind the inspiration for "Lighthouse". Fang Zhao had taken some of these native musical styles and blended them into his own composition.
Under the starry sky, other islanders, the blue ocean, the lighthouse and ships were all blurs to the dancers. "Lighthouse" encapsulated all of this with an intense artistic vitality.
Amongst the audience, a renowned Huangzhou rapper smiled pleasantly as he listened to the booming drum beats. "What sort of drum is this? It is rather pleasing to listen to."


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

It was quite a hot day outside the class, while the students paid their attention to the teacher in front of them. Just this morning, they finished the blessing process. As something foreign to them, many students didn't understand the situation.

Teacher Isabel had been stood up for almost two hours. She explained to the students so they could understand the game-like-display inside their heads.

Nick seated in the corner of the class. He heard the teacher's explanation while observed and compared it with his system.

[Personal Information

Name: Nicholas Huang
Gender: Male 
Age: 6 Years Old
Race: Human
Traits: Converter; Qilin Bloodline (10%)
Level: 0 
Class: Normal    
Job: -    
     
Life Points: 
 Life            85/87     13/hour  
 Mana       123/123   23/hour  
 Stamina    90/108    17/hour  
     
Physical Points (0)   
   Strengt: 2   
   Agility: 1   
   Vitality: 2   
   Endurance: 3   
   Dexterity: 2  

Mind Points (0)
   Intelligence: 3
   Control: 4
   Perception: 8
   Resilience: 3
   Focus: 5

Free Points: -]

Name, gender, age, and race were easy to understand. As for the traits, he was a bit suspicious. As he checked it, he had a Qilin bloodline, even if it was only ten percent. As far as he knew both his parents should be ordinary people. The bloodline power was a hereditary one, and the owner, individual or family, should have been famous ones. Roberts family, for example, they were famous because they had a Phoenix bloodline. Of course, they were not the main family, because it was impossible for the family that was as strong as them to be located in a small place like Springfield Town.

Ah, I'll just find out later!

As for the other one, Converter, he got the gist of it, literally. But still, he wanted its detail.

[Converter
Points that you get from your skills will be collected to Physical and Mind Points.
You can distribute it to each attribute respectively as you desire.]

Nick thought hard after looking at the explanations. So I don't need to increase all the attributes, just one for each type and I can choose which one from the available points, huh? I'll just try it later.

As for level, he needed his first soul emblem. You need to condense your soul emblem at level zero, ten, twenty, thirty, and so on to keep climbing. It was the accumulations of what you have learned, be it skills, essence, or whatever. It was quite mysterious, but one word it represented, preparation.

Class and job could be thought later. The class wouldn't change until level ten when you decided which class suited your path better. As for the job, it had the same meaning literally.

The rests were easy to understand. Even though he wasn't an addicted gamer, he had played it a couple of times in the past. So he pondered which one that could benefit him the most, especially in this 'early-games' period and the traits he possessed.

The school's first day finished in the afternoon, without him trying to socialize too much with his classmates. He only tried to remember a couple of necessary names, like the one that was selected as class's representative, the Big-Glasses Rud, and the one that was seated beside him, the noisy-dude Glenn. There was also the boy that kept pestering his big sister, the fatty Barn. There were several unimportant characters, but who cares.

After saying goodbye to his teacher, Nick arrived at the school's gate. He wanted to use the public bus to the store, he saw the silhouette of his mother.

"Mom, you're here? You didn't need to pick me up, I can use the bus you know?"

"It's only your first day. I'll promise only today, okay? Come, let's go back together!" Helena smiled, stretching her hand toward him. Nick pouted a bit, held it with his own.

On the bus, Nick told her about his day at school after he was questioned by his mother. It was till he asked his mother about his bloodline, as for his other traits, he kept it to himself.

"So what do you think, son?" Helena smiled at her bright son.

"Since I have this bloodline, it means either you or father has the same bloodline. Am I right?" Nick looked straight into her eyes.

"You are right. It's me that has the bloodline." Helena said, then continued hesitantly, "You don't want to ask why?"

He observed at her expression for a moment, "As the holder of bloodline power, our family should have some fame like the Roberts family. But looking at our situation, you should have some difficulty, right?"

"As expected of my son, yes, you are right," she stroked his hair lovingly.

"I won't ask about it if you are not ready to tell me, Mom. But I want to ask, did he know?"

Helena smiled tenderly at his son. He was thoughtful and caring, he worried about his dad rather than fulfilled his curiosity. She was proud to have this boy as her son, "Your dad knew it before we got married, you don't need to worry about him."

Nick nodded at her answer, suddenly he felt his body was pulled to a warm embrace of his mother.

"Mom, what are you doing! It's embarrassing!" Nick's face reddened in embarrassment. He struggled a bit but no avail.

"Mom couldn't help after seeing your handsome look! Ah, I don't know that my Nick could be shy too! I don't want to let you go!" Helena was happy looking at his son's face a bit flustered.

"I'll lose my face, mom! We are still on the bus, you know!" Nick was exasperated at his mom's antics.

"What face a kid like you have, you brat?" Helena playfully pinched his cheeks. After that she said in a low voice, "Thank you, I promise I'll tell you later when you are older. Just promise mom that you will not say to a single body that you have bloodline power. And don't use your essence power, okay?"

"I have essence power too?" Nick stopped his struggling, dumbfounded after hearing her words.

"Mmhm, Qilin bloodline has an innate ability. It was lightning essence, one of the most destructive and unstable elements. Promise mother, okay?" Helena looked straight at his son. She said that as if she was begging him.

Nick couldn't say anything more after his mother showed her pitiful look, well he was going to agree in the first place anyway.

Helena smiled brightly, continued her teasing toward her son. Nick could only struggle and hold his embarrassment as the bus rushed toward the next stop.

*****

A week later

His school's days ran as usual. He gained many inspirations from the teacher and the books from the school's library. Since the emergence of the portal, humans could use the system in the environment filled with spirit energy. It had been years but the amount of spirit energy still lacking. Even the blessing process could be completed only with help from spirit crystal. So don't talk about how to leveling up to a higher level.

This was also a piece of good news since the lack of spirit energy, the strong would be restricted the moment they enter this world. That was also why this world called a safe world for humanity because no matter what happened on the other side, this place would always be their last home.

But for the talented and the ones that aspired to become heroes of the generations, then Chaotic Territories was their place.

Besides the little bit of information on the other sides, Nick found there were many other races besides humans. Well, just from his bloodline he knew that his ancestor should have dealt with some Qilin. Roberts Family should have some dealings with Phoenix.

As for attribute, he decided to increase his Endurance and Resilience at the start. He could only accumulate points from the skills he practiced. So it was more important to increase both attributes since they could help increase his skill's proficiency with higher intensity and repetitions. They were focused on increasing Stamina too.

Perception should be on his list too. This was his highest attribute. He had done a little study in the library, it was so hard to increase it at the start with skill points since the skill that raised the Perception attribute was exceptionally rare. He was lucky because, with his converter, he could raise it with any mind attribute skills.

There was also his essence and mastery. But since his mother asked him to not use it publicly, he decided to check it later. Well, it's more like he didn't know how to use the lightning essence. Even it was part of his bloodline, comprehension and correct training method was needed. His mother said she would teach him when he was old enough. So, that's that.

The questions left now were the skills. For physical attributes, he could come with several ideas in mind. Physical exercises such as running, push-up, sit-up, and etcetera could be a good start. There were also martial arts like karate, judo, and many others.

Well, there was one that popped up to his mind recently. He could ask his father to teach him forging. It was a good choice since blacksmith was quite a popular job in Chaotic Territories. Even the technology had advantages in higher efficiency and quality guarantee, the high tier blacksmith was not something could be substitute with a mere technology.

As for mind attributes, he was quite lost because of a lack of choice. He could only come up with meditation, but it still left a bad taste since he wasn't satisfied with only that. So he had to work out something.

He wanted to ask his mother since she seemed to have quite knowledgeable about this. It would be for the best if it could come with something like blacksmith since a person with many jobs had quite a good prospect in life.

When people break up, it means a new chapter in their life just starts. But when it happens to Nick, he too starts a new life. A completely different life!

How come I start it from the beginning, it's unfair! Give me back my adult body, damn it!

Follow Nick's adventures in a strange world with its own rules. He'll meet with many creatures from different races. His struggle to become stronger, and his exciting journey to relieve his boredom!

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Fin and Eva went to their assigned city. It was recently built .There were more then 100,000 people in the city .City magistrate reported to Fin and Eva . "Welcome lords".

Fin was  found it amusing to be called  lords by a middle aged man .He knew it was all arranged by the school and his respect was not for him but for the mysterious force behind him. 
Fin asked "Give me the details of the city".

The middle aged man complied "There are 80% literates and 60% graduates. But most of them are unemployed .City's income is completely dependent on the agriculture. Till now new infrastructure construction gave the youth the required jobs but now they don't know what to do."

Fin found the situation rather tragic .He could suggest some ideas related to entrepreneurship but the city didn't have any capital .For next 2 days he observed the city and started getting general idea. Eva was relaxed ,she would sometime give valuable suggestions but most of the time behaved like its a holiday trip.

Fin came with an idea after some serious thought. He needed concrete plan to get the city's financial system to make sustainable in the long run otherwise he won't get many points for this mission. Fortunately he had the mysterious crystal in his brain .It made lot of simulations whenever Fin tried to come up with an idea.

He called up a meeting and gathered city's officials and his team .He sat on a central position and everyone expectantly looked at him .Gathered people were much older than Fin but none of them underestimated him ,rather they believed in the mysterious force behind him .They thought every student in that  school was heaven defying genius who could solve any problem in the world with a flick of their hand.

"Hello everyone ,let me introduce myself for those who don't know me .My name is Fin and this is Eva my friend .We are assigned to come up with a solution for the city and after giving some serious thoughts ,we have decided on something .Please give us valuable feedback after hearing it."

Everyone was curious ,they thought in their mind  'What sort of idea can a 10 years old could give?'

Fin continued "Instead of creating a money based society lets create idea based society . There is a lot of difference between an Idea and a patent. To get a patent we all know how much time it takes. To get a patent you should scientifically prove your theory or practically demonstrate it. On top of it ,you have to pay handsomely to get your product out but there is no guarantee that your idea will be a successful or not.

We are going to build a company where Ideas are currency. We are going to act as buffer between people and the government and other private companies . Suppose a company needs new ideas to  develop a new technology or new ideas to increase its product's market value or new ideas to  increase its profits ,they may consult our company. 

We will display there needs in the form of advertisements in our server without mentioning their company name. So when a common man see the server he would get a clear idea in which fields he needs to think and give ideas.

 Suppose a common man comes up with an idea our experts will calculate its worth . If the idea is outdated or unworthy we will filter it out. If the idea is good it will pass on to our next division where its practicality is verified. If that idea passes through the initial checks there will be our final technical division where the idea is applied practically. 

If the idea clears first 2 division then we will credit a certain sum to his account and its present and future worth in normal currency. If so many ideas came for a single advertisement we will select the best from them and recommend it to the company which asked an idea from us. It is up to that company to go for that idea.

If the company likes the idea then they will buy it and as a compensation they will  give some shares or anything that is worthy of that idea .This amount will go to our main account of our  company from there we will distribute it to the people who gave us idea depending upon their contribution.

  Apart from that we are going to build our own products . People can give ideas when we display what we need on the screen. Rich people who don't want to think so much can just invest their money in different products. When the product gets into market our company will share the profit with the people who contributed ideas.

This will support higher studies and build intellectual competition among people. There are thousands of people who have great innovative ideas but they don't find right opportunity . Now people are investing money in Gold, real-estate etc. but then people would start to invest in new ideas and buy ideas from us for their requirement .

 We can invest on agricultural lands where we and farmers work together. Farmers look after their crops and we introduce new technologies depending on the soil condition and climate pattern of that region to increase the yield. This applies not only to agriculture but to other fields also. 
Every one will realize how important education is .

Our literacy rate will increase and a new era of ideas and creativity will emerge. People who seek knowledge are respected instead of people who seek money .It will certainly create intellectual revolution which creates jobs and improves financial health of the country like a snow ball effect.
Knowledge needs to be valued and used for a livelihood otherwise people don't bother sending their children to schools and collage .

An average man would send his son to  do work rather than school because knowledge of his son won't be helpful in the short run .His family needs money to survive more than knowledge.With our company ,schools would rack their brain to come up with classes which could improve creativity and imagination of the child rather than filling  them with useless knowledge.

Schools itself then will turn out as nerve centers of ideas ,they could sell their students ideas to our company and we will make valuable products out of it and share profit with that school. That school will in return share their profit with the children .Not only schools  but collages and higher technical institutes also would become nerve centers of the ideas .

Our city will become the brain of the world in the long run .In the entire world our city will be the first hub of knowledge and ideas .What do you think about this revolution ?Do you think it is possible?"

There was pin drop silence in the meeting room .Everyone for a moment went into the future .Many didn't know what to say .Its true that the idea was good but its practicality was the main problem .People should be motivated to come up with an idea otherwise why would they do it .They could simply leave the city look for a an ordinary job ,why bother revolution and all?

Many wanted to criticize but didn't voice their concern for the fear of offending the mysterious power. One of the team members said "Sir ,its a good idea let us try and implement it ."

The institute didn't bother about the people ,all it cared about nurturing its students .It had bought an entire city to just give an experience to its students and the team members were told to try to implement whatever ideas the students come up with .

In total the city was just like a playground for the students .They can do whatever they want .The Institute believed that when a student freely exercised his ideas , he would learn faster and his confidence would increase. That was the foundation they wanted to create for the future scientists  .

Ordinary students would  never get that chance as they would be cautious to not not waste any resources ,they would restrain their creativity to the confines of the resources whereas students of the Markel institute didn't have to bother with that at all.

If they fail in their mission at most they would loose a chance .Many students try for higher gates if they have accumulated more than one chance to exercise their brain and get some real experience in innovation or leadership etc.

For the next 20 days team members implemented Fin's ideas .A company was formed and its workings were advertised .Many investors started to invest in the company because of its uniqueness. 

Students ,graduates ,working people , housewives were all started pouring crazy ideas when then got to know about it .They wanted to make quick money .They soon realized 90 % of the ideas were rejected just because it was already existed in the internet.

Competition gradually increased and people started forming small groups and visited libraries for the first time to gain as much information as they could .Demand for library books increased and dust filled libraries were started to attract people like a hive that attracts bees. As a result demand for books increased .People started taking jobs of authors , journalists like hot cakes .Many small scale bushiness started making profits after they got ideas from the new company.

Schools and collages changed the pattern of their syllabus and made it according to the new trend .Many children who were unable to go to the school because of the income constraint were given scholarships and recruited by schools . 

Schools also wanted to earn money ,so they carefully nurtured children like precious treasures. Earlier teachers were not giving a damn whether a student learnt a concept or not but now they would sit with students like they were real friend who was worried about their future.

Students were finding the whole situation unbelievable .They were previously treated like beggars during afternoon meals but now teachers would personally cook for the children and sit with them to have lunch .Some teachers even started discussing about life which made students open their mouth wide open where one could fill an entire chicken inside .  

Agriculture was made into technical job because those who followed innovative ideas like agro-forestry ,inter cropping ,hybrid seeds , started making profits. Farmers were surprised by the amount of money they were making .

But everything was not a sunny side .

Many started dark markets where authors of technical books got kidnapped ,competition between schools turned into war , neighboring cities started imitating the trend and increased the competition to a dangerous level .Initially 10 out of 100 ideas had success rate ,then it increased to 10 out of 1000. The institute team handled those problems which Fin need not to worry.

Over all , the idea was a success . Fin and Eva became happy and quickly went to the institute to collect their mission points .They knew they would  get huge points for an  S rank mission but they didn't know how much.

While Fin and Eva was busy collecting their points ,Fairy had a bad feeling that something would happen soon. Her intuition was telling her to leave immediately .

what if one day you will realize ,all the famous scientists , leaders you aspired to be were secretly nurtured from their birth by a mysterious organization ? Well, 90% of our brain is programmed during first 7 years of our life . This organisation would be using this idea to create leaders and scientists to control powerful nations and technology . From one such nurturing our lead characters emerges . But before the organization could manipulate them ,they would stumble upon a whole new secret .They would discover that they could actually increase their brain's capacity which is only 10% for an ordinary human being . Their entire life changes when they accidentally gained a mysterious purple crystal .Their world view changes as they discover mythical characters like fairies , dragons . They would start an adventure in the new world . The male lead with his childhood sweetheart start uncovering secrets of the hidden organization layer by layer . Their wicked ideas would bring anyone uncontrollable laughter , their romantic love story would tighten one's heart .

Public Release: March 12th, 2019 


Cara read scroll after scroll and delved deep into the library. She compared every mage technique she could find. They followed similar patterns, but each technique, much like a Dantian Cultivation method, varied wildly in scope and design. 

Some mage techniques required a cultivation of a mana crystal within the core of the brain, a central housing for the user's soul that would represent an accumulation of their entire being. 

This type of technique, though, had a fatal flaw. If the soul were confined within the brain, then it would be unable to drive a knight technique. 'Cracking the core' was all for the purpose of hatching the nascent soul so that it could fuse with the body's flesh eventually, forming an immortal body. 

A soul trapped in a crystal wouldn't be able to bond with the body. 

Despite knowing such techniques led to a dead end, Cara continued to read and copy them down. 

The second type of mage technique she found involved grafting an 'enchantment' on the user's brain, letting them drive mana through it in order to power preset spells. Such a method had a few advantages to it... alongside several disadvantages. 

The greatest advantage was the speed of the spellcasting. By using preset spells, the caster could activate them within a quick moment. The spells could also be of high quality, and they would always activate, with no failure rate whatsoever. 

The downside was that the spells needed to be set up every day. At the start of the day, just after the 24 hour mark from the last setting, the arrays would fade and need to be redrawn. Adding in the limited array space, depending on the user's overall level, the number of spells available to such a mage could be small in both amount and variety. 

The path didn't conflict with Cara's others, but she didn't like the thought of predicting what spells she'd need every morning, nor did she like the idea of being absolutely shafted should she get involved in a fight close to, or just after, the rollover period. 

She compared such a method, while strong in its own ways, to an iron rod. It was sturdy and strong, good for whacking someone over the head, but if she faced down a foe with a longer rod, or some other weapon that a rod couldn't deal with, she would be shit out of luck! 

With a bow and arrow, even if her foe had a better bow and arrow, she could outperform them in a fight through strategy and technique... But there was only so much 'technique' that could be involved with swinging an iron rod.

-

Cara continued to rifle through strange and unorthodox mage techniques, and similar patterns continued to appear. The methods of cultivating them often had terrible drawbacks, but the spells themselves were usually related in design. 

Fire-type spells followed a pattern Cara found familiar, something akin to her Dragon's Breath attack she learned back around when she first arrived in this world. 

Frost and Ice spells followed a pattern similar to the one she theorized oh so long ago. 

The cogs in Cara's head turned. She dug deeper and found more inspiration. Finally, after a long while, she drove her own mana and felt ice on her tongue. 

[Skill Gained - Dragon's Frost Breath

Dragon's Frost Breath: 8]

Cara hadn't had the strange 'status' screen pop up in quite a while. She smiled as she looked over it briefly. She knew the new skill related to her bloodline, and she still needed to see the related information about her bloodline too, but she wasn't in a rush. She didn't want to skip over a single piece of relevant information. Perhaps somewhere hidden in the dusty recesses of the library was the one technique or scroll that would reveal the truths of the Mage Path to her. 

-

Cara's delve into the depths of the bookshelves returned more and more mage techniques, each stranger than the last. They were tiered, much like the first she ever found, and she understood that the tiers worked in reverse from how a mage's strength was classified. A Tier 2 technique could allow a mage to reach the 9th Level, which was equivalent to a Xantian Cultivator or a Grand Knight. 

The tiers and numbers were confusing, and so Cara decided to reject the nominal classification and replaced it entirely with one of her own. She simply, upon every copy she made, numbered the mage techniques from 1 to 10, with level 10 being the weakest potential and level 1 being the highest. 

Below the levels of Mage was the rank of magic apprentice. There was no equivalent cultivation to it. Cara remembered laughing upon seeing how low Prince Lars's cultivation was, and now she understood why his mana levels seemed so off. 

A level 10 Mage was equivalent to a Houtian Cultivator or a regular Knight.

A level 9 Mage equaled a Xantian Cultivator or a Grand Knight.

A level 8 Mage equaled a Zong (Cracked Core) Cultivator or a Broken Soul Knight.

A level 7 Mage equaled a Nascent Soul Cultivator or a Half-Soul Knight.

A level 6 Mage equaled a Soul Refining Cultivator or a Perfect Soul Knight. 

And so on…

-

Of the techniques she found in the Library, Cara didn't find a single that reached up to Level 3. There were a few level 4 techniques, though. 

Cara's mind continued to churn and bounce ideas around, as if her thoughts were trapped in an avalanche. The further she fell the bigger the snowball around her grew. New ideas and branching paths spread out before her one by one. 

Cara wasn't called 'The First Paragon' for nothing. She, herself, consolidated and researched the Six Paths to Power in her first world, and she advanced the world itself beyond its previous limits. At one point in time, every cultivator once thought that the Golden Core stage was the furthest a cultivator could go… 

Then The Sage cracked his golden core and hatched it, advancing the world further beyond the known. 

Just as Cara cracked the code to the cultivation world long ago, she started to understand the Mage Path as well. Her mind roiled and thundered like a sea at storm. A veritable squall hammered at the furthest recesses of her mind. 

Time passed by with Cara in a haze. She formed theorems and came to conclusions one by one. She approached the pinnacle, the highest seat of knowledge possible on the subject. She tested her thoughts by creating complex simulations in her mind, stressing her meager cultivation base to its limits. Mana surged around her as she walked the halls of the Library, and the Cracks on her vessel started to fill faster and faster, as if they were a rising exponential function. 

She pieced her idea together in one final push, in one grand Eureka moment. 

She developed a new Mage Path, one that didn't follow the conventions established in the scrolls of the Library. 

Cara's swirling mana focused itself on her head, towards her brain, and it coalesced. The flesh of her brain swelled with energy and her body started to tremble. In the center of her mind a crystal started to form, and she felt her soul, her cracked vessel, start to get be pressured towards the crystal. 

Cara's eyes glowed with excitement and she hammered at the crystal in time, both with her soul and with her excessive mana. She sat cross-legged in the hall and drew upon her Spirit Connection to aid her. 

The forming crystal in her mind, under such a tremendous pressure, cracked itself apart into ten pieces, which spread to the corners of her skull, forming their own pockets of swirling mana. 

Cara screamed from the pain. Blood trickled down her nose, mouth, and eyes. Her head trembled and shook, shivering like a wet cat, but her eyes were laser focused, filled with a determination larger than life itself. 

A string of mana stretched from her soul to the first of the 10 shards, and they linked together in a powerful bond. 

-

Zara stopped reaching the alchemical manuals she found the moment she heard her teacher scream. She rushed up two flights of stairs and found her teacher cultivating in a strange way. 

Zara's worries evaporated. Instead, her anxious eyes were replaced with something more profound; her eyes were glowering with respect. 

Her teacher just founded a new Path.

The Sage lived his first life as a cultivator. He raised students and lived well. In his second life he lived as a scientist from Earth. He studied the universe. Now he has reincarnated for a third time, this time into the body of a young girl in a world of swords and sorcery.

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"How did you know all this?" Michelle asked after Luis had finished telling them the story.

"My great grandparents were natives of this land, so the story kind of got passed on until it reached me," Luis explained.

"But I thought you were Spanish?" Jeff asked, confused.

"Yeah, I am," Luis replied. "My great grandparents came from Spain to trade here, and they made their permanent home right in Middlewood. The family has since been marrying from other Spanish families from around."

"So where do you think the ghost hid the necklace?" Jeff asked the others, plunging them into deep thought.

Marcus was the first to answer, "I don't think there was even a ghost."

"Wait, you think what I just told you was a lie?" Luis retorted.

"Just think about it like this; what if the king and queen lost the necklace, and they didn't know who took it, so they decided to come up with a stupid story about a girl who wanted to take it but instead ended up dead. Let's just be honest, who has ever heard of a place called Alberia?" Marcus justified himself.

"Maybe the name was changed," Michelle suggested.

"But even if they formulated the story, why would they want to lie about a necklace being stolen?" Luis questioned Marcus' theory.

"Maybe it belonged to someone else?" Jeff half-asked.

"You do realise that we are basing our theories on nonfactual stories," Michelle told them.

They were interrupted by the sudden cough of someone behind them. They turned their heads to find William looking at them, his eyebrows raised. They all hurriedly and clumsily stood up, standing like soldiers at a parade.

"May I know why you are still in school this late?" William ordered.

"Sorry sir. We were discussing a Biology project for… you know… the upcoming Science Fair," Marcus answered, speaking too fast he was barely audible.

"Well I want to close the school. You can go home, I'm sure the project can wait till tomorrow," William told them. The four hastily grabbed their bags and stumbled their way to the exit and ran off upon making it out, leaving William confused.

As they walked home together, each were suggesting their own ideas to each other as they rejected the ones that made least sense to them. Michelle finally came up with an idea.

"Hey guys. Won't either the library or the museum have something about the necklace, or at least what really happened at that time?" She asked them. 

"Oh my sneakers! You're right Michelle. Why didn't we think of that before?" Marcus exclaimed, realisation dawning on his face.

"How about we all go to the museum on Saturday and then to the library on Sunday?" He continued.

"No. Both are usually closed on Sundays," Michelle countered.

"Why don't we split up then? You and Marcus can go to the museum while Jeff and I go to the public library," Luis suggested.

"Uhhh… that's nice, good, perfect!" Marcus fumbled, surprised that Luis had paired him with Michelle. He turned his eyes to her and then noticed that they were both staring at each other. They smiled at each other awkwardly and looked down, red-faced.

"That's a plan then?" Jeff asked, also excited that he'd get to spend a day with Luis.

"Yeah," Marcus replied. "We'll meet at the town square at ten in the morning then go our separate ways. Then on Sunday we'll meet for a debrief at my house, since it's the least occupied."

They all nodded and walked away, chatting and laughing.

***

A grey saloon car had been following the four since they departed school. It stopped after seeing the first one take a detour and enter his house. The man inside then took out his phone and dialled a number.

"Hello, there was no activity today. Seems like they weren't even there when it happened. So far the going is good, I can say."

"Good," the voice at the other end answered. "That's enough for today, but I still want you to keep an eye on them- for reassurance purposes. Report to me if there is anything."

"Yes sir," the man replied and ended the call. He did a U-turn and then sped off, ready to continue his work the next day.

[Book One of the Arabella Academy Series]

He didn't expect a murder to drastically change his life.

When a fellow student is brutally murdered in Arabella Academy, Marcus thought that it was an unfortunate incident that would soon be forgotten in the naturally peaceful life of Middlewood. However, his curiosity gets the better of him and upon being at the wrong place in the wrong time, realises that it's up to him and his friends to figure out why Sheila was killed. He dives into the detective business where after a few coincidences and a whole lot of bad luck, he discovers that the murder was tied to him in so many ways. This leads to a hunt to find the Dragon Pearl Necklace, a piece of jewellery which had been for so long nothing but a myth, and which will give an answer as to who really killed Sheila. The search for it reveals a lot about his life that he had never heard of, shifting his life to a completely different direction. Arabella Academy is no different, as many will come to realise its perfect nature was almost imperfect as the secrets that have been kept behind its walls are finally brought to light, one after the other. It is a journey which will change Marcus' life completely, and one in which he will experience support, pain, danger, heartbreak, betrayal, anger and endearing love.

The hunter becomes the hunted and the hunted becomes the hunter.

Will Marcus find the killer before he gets to him?

After the conversation with the old man Elkrain left the technique hall. Rather than heading home and having to deal with his father though he began to wander around the city avoiding any place members of the Halidom family would go eventually ending up in the public royal library. As he entered he noted a lack of people the only person other than himself was the librarian a young scholar with a dusty brown lions mane of hair sitting behind an old desk with his nose buried in a book.

Rather than rouse the young scholar from his book though he simply went into the library and decided to read more about techniques and how resonating works for fear of him doing something wrong so he walked over to a shelf about the history of cultivating and began to look for a book until he found one he hoped would help 'On the nature of resonation'

"All techniques come from one of five elements and follow the path of becoming one with nature and so most techniques focus on an animal but in my investigation on cultivation itself I found evidence that the first cultivation techniques focused on making themselves on with their elements. How does resonating fit into all of this? Resonating isn't solely about the technique but on the material the technique is on all techniques that a person can resonate with are taken from a person's soul and put onto soul jade this is then added into an array that uses a crystal as the core to transit the details onto whomever's soul that is making contact with the crystal. Nobody has been able to understand what process makes it possible for a person to resonate with a technique while others are completely unable to resonate with a technique."

'Nobody has been able to find out why? Maybe this book is just old.' With that Elkrain continued searching through the books but no matter what couldn't find any books on the subject. "Hey kid you've been in here for a while what are you looking for?" Without Elkrain noticing the young scholar had finished reading his book and came over. "I'm trying to find out why I can't resonate with a technique." Upon hearing this the scholars face change for a brief moment. "I think I have something that might be able to help you out but you won't find it here." 

The young scholar beckoned for Elkrain to follow him deeper into the library into an old section with dust covering every shelf. Until the young scholar walked toward a shelf and picked up a book. "This book is largely disregarded because of the ideas in it but it basically says that the people who don't resonate with a technique might need an different element but since there are only five cultivatable elements and nobody who does cultivate cares to upset the way things are and the people who fail to resonate only know that there are five they don't try to cultivate a new element."

Elkrain hearing this didn't really understand what he was being told but decided to read the book any way to see if it could help him. Sadly after reading for a while the young scholar kicked him out saying that the library was closing. Elkrain got home as it got began to get dark when he got home his father was standing in front of the door "Let me guess you failed me and were hiding away so you wouldn't have to deal with the reality of having to wait three months for you to fail again!" Elkrain's father began to rage has he shouted at is son until he wore himself out screaming and eventually went to sleep.

The next day Elkrain woke up and ran of to the library to continue reading the book about different elements. Everyday he would go to the library early in the morning to read after finishing the book on unknown elements he read books on the history of cultivation and how it was founded until eventually two months passed every day Elkrain would go to the library read books and eat lunch with the scholar. Eventually the scholar introduced himself as Akdra and decided that when Elkrain decided to stop with the pretence of trying to resonate with a technique and just tried to make his own he would show him something. Eventually the time came for Elkrain to try and Resonate with a rare technique.

He went to the technique hall with his knowledge on how the crystal works he was the only person there he walked up to the crystal placed his hand on it and again nothing happened he tried his best to figure out how to make the array react to him and yet no matter what he did nothing happened. After a minute of him standing still he eventually took his hand off of the crystal without a second thought he rushed out of the technique hall.

'I failed no matter what I did I failed.' Elkrain ran home in hopes that his father wouldn't be home yet but when he got inside his father was standing there as he was three months ago. "Hello 'son' tell me what technique did you resonate with?" Elkrain's father's face looked as if he was about to go mad. "Father I didn't end up resonating with a technique." "You. Didn't. Resonate? WHAT!" As if the last threads of self-control in his mind snapped Elkrain's father rushed towards him ready to strike him but just as he was about to get out the door to attack a metal pot hit him in the back of the head. 

"Deran that is our child you need to calm down." Standing behind him was Elkrain's mother holding a small paring knife. "Elkrain you should head out to play for a while maybe go for a walk through the woods outside of the city just remember the path." as Elkrain heard this he remembered what his mother had told him about the forest and so he slammed the door to his home and began running towards the forest. While he was running he could hear the sounds of fighting behind him looking back he could see two giant silhouettes standing over where his home is. A giant red serpent and a smaller, slightly hazier green bear. These were representative of his parents cultivation techniques and elements his father the Burning Snake technique and his mother the Forest Bear technique both of them were at the same rank of cultivation the element soul level but the size and clearness of their silhouettes showed the difference in their power with his father being of a higher level.

As he was running away he noticed members of the city guard running towards the Halidom family compound and certainly Halidom family guards are being sent from the main house in the compound to take care of the situation and to give the city guards a reasonable explanation for what happened. Eventually though Elkrain made it to the edge of the forest and saw the path that hunters would use whenever they went out he rushed forward on the path until the path curved. After running for a few minutes he made it to a small pond that glimmered with a faint golden light.

Upon reaching the edge of the pond he stopped and looked into his reflection in the pond for a moment. "So why'd you come here?" Without a single warning a young girl appeared behind Elkrain she had short blonde hair with light green eyes and a white dress and around her neck was a wooden necklace carved in the shape of a peacock rising out of the earth. "I ran here after my father tried to attack me because I failed to resonate with a technique." Upon hearing that the girl frowned "I ran here after my dad died and my family wouldn't let me try to resonate with a technique."

This time it was Elkrains turn to frown "That doesn't make sense technique halls were established by the royal family and made public so that major family clans couldn't stop people from cultivating." "That doesn't stop the large family clans from stopping children from going outside without a chaperone to stop them from going to the technique hall if the family doesn't want the child to cultivate." Hearing this Elkrain was confused "Why wouldn't a family want more cultivators in it, the more cultivators in a clan or sect shows more prestige?"

"It's my aunt's fault she thinks that if I start cultivating i'll take away the limelight from her son so she sent my mother away for awhile and poisoned my father and afterwards she was able to use her influence to suppress the news that she did anything wrong." "Then what about your mother what has she been doing about this?" "Mother was sent away when Dad died but nobody's heard from her since she left and I was worried that since nobody is willing to protect me in front of my aunt then she was going to kill me next."

"That's awful at least my mother was around to protect me when I failed to resonate with a technique." Upon finishing that statement Elkrain realized something "My names Elkrain by the way, what's your name?" Upon hearing that the girls face froze for a second and then lit up. "Oh silly me my name is Rowenna Ceirana nice to meet you Elkrain."

"Hey since you ran away from home where are you going to live from now on?" As if not already realizing that she needed a new place to live Rowenna looked as if she had never thought about it before being asked. "That is, I, where?" Of course she hadn't thought about where she was going to live after running away "I have an idea follow me I think I know where we can go for awhile."

Nature, Fire, Earth, Metal, and Water these 5 elements have been the base for all cultivation techniques for centuries. Starting at age 6 you get three chances to find a cultivation technique that resonates with your soul. If you can't find the perfect technique by the third time your future potential will crumble to dust.

Sects only select cultivators that have a technique that resonates with them and the heirs to major family clans follow the same rules and have, for centuries protected the status quo of how the world is run. Until one day a new entity came to be from the frustration of two people burned by the way of the world.

"What are you doing to my sister, bastard!?" 

Both me and Rebecca look back with a jerk in response to the voice from behind.   

Standing at the doorway is a girl with a dangerous-looking kitchen knife in her hands.   

I look at her from top to bottom. Her hairs are long and blond like Rebecca but are tied up in twin tails. Her skin is fair and smooth. Her light green colored eyes are big and beautiful.  

Even her figure looks amazing above her simple blue knee-length skirt with moderate but shapely tits, slender waist, meaty ass, and plump thighs.   

And most importantly… I know this girl very well.   

"Aria!" I exclaim loudly in shock.   

"Jacob!?"   

Aria also notices me and the kitchen knife from her hands and her jaw, both drops at the same time.   

We both keep staring at each other like this for a few seconds as if we are frozen in place before Rebecca breaks the silence…  

"Y-You both know each other?" she asks, her voice still a bit shaky.  

Yes, I know Aria very well. In fact, she is one of my freaking classmates in school. And excluding Leo and Ryan, she is probably the person I have spoken to, the most in school.   

But well, unlike Leo and Ryan, Aria is not my friend… not even close.  

And the reason for that is; apart from being one of the most beautiful girls in school (not the reason), Aria is also the class monitor.   

Thus, being the one who stops every "rulebreakers" or "wrongdoers" of the class.   

And guess whom she catches the most in the class?   

Yeah, me.   

I am like the main target of her. Any time I bring a porn magazine or adult games in school to share with Ryan and Leo or to enjoy myself, she confiscates them instantly. Like, the moment I enter the class. It's as if she knows beforehand that I am going to bring them.   

And the worst part is, she only catches Leo and Ryan when they are about to lend me books from their own "private" collection.  

Like, seriously, what the fuck?  

Because of her, my eyes have been deprived of feasting on so many beautiful naked babes that it's just heartbreaking.   

And this is the reason, I hate Aria Woods and consider her one of my biggest enemies.   

Wait…   

Aria…Woods.  

Shit!!!  

This was in my mind somewhere but I thought it is just a coincidence or something that Rebecca's and Aria's surnames match.   

But no! They are freaking sisters!   

"You… You broke into my house?" Aria asks in a disbelieving tone.   

"I-I did not…"   

Fuck! I broke into the house.   

"And I cannot believe this. You were trying to **** my sister…" She says, anger again starting to appear on her face.   

"I am not!"  

"He is not!"  

Me and Rebecca speak at the same time.   

"What!?" Aria says looking genuinely confused all of a sudden.   

I can tell she didn't expect Rebecca to defend me.   

"B-But he is on top of you!" She exclaims loudly.   

"O-Oh, Jacob just fell on me…" Rebecca says with a nervous smile while lightly pushing me away.   

I quickly stand up and move away from Rebecca.   

"I-I am sorry. I tripped," I say while making my best apologetic face to Rebecca.   

"O-Oh, it's fine…" she tells me.   

We both smile at each other.  

"What the heck is happening here!?" Aria says loudly, looking bewildered.  

She bends down and picks up the kitchen knife before moving closer to the bed a little and speaking again.  

"Your eyes are clearly red from crying, sister! I even heard your yells and shouts! Why are you trying to defend him!? Is he blackmailing you?" she asks while pointing the knife at me.   

"N-No, he is not! And I am not defending him… It's just that I was… It's just that—"  

"Rebecca was tutoring me!" I say, suddenly getting an idea.   

""What!?""   

Rebecca and Aria both look at me in surprise.   

"I-I mean, yeah. I was tutoring Jacob. I-I was yelling at him because…err… he was doing badly. Yes! A-And my eyes are red because… err… something got into them earlier," Rebecca says.   

Nice cover, Rebecca.   

"Tutoring him? TUTORING him!? I agree that Jacob's grades are really extremely bad but why is my sister tutoring him!? And where the hell did you both even meet for this tutoring to start!?" she asks.   

"W-Well, that is…"  

Rebecca doesn't seem to get any ideas. I need to think of something myself…   

"W-Well, we met at the… library! Yeah, two days ago in the library. And there, Rebecca solved some of my doubts. I-I liked the way she explained things to me so much that I asked if she could tutor me regularly and she said yes," I answer.   

I hope she believes this…   

But Aria is not looking at me anymore.   

"You were at the library!? Really!? But you never go to public places like that!" she says, her eyes filled with doubt and surprise.   

What? Rebecca doesn't go to public places? Why?  

"I-I was just passing by, so I decided to take a look in… after such a long time," Rebecca answers, rather uncomfortably.   

Aria still looks really doubtful but for some reason, she does not ask Rebecca why she decided to "take a look in".  

"… okay, that's fine. But when did he come inside the house!? I didn't hear any sound of doorbell! And wait for a second, where the hell are your books? You were studying, right!?" she asks.   

This time, I am lost for words but fortunately, Rebecca takes over.   

"I-I was in the garden when he came so, I took him inside. And I was teaching Jacob with your books so he didn't bring any…" Rebecca says while pointing at a small study table placed at the corner of the room, on top of which there are some of the course books lying.   

Wait, those books must be Aria's, then why are they in Rebecca's room?   

"Sister, Jacob is just—"  

Suddenly, Aria stops speaking and eyes open wide in shock. She looks at me with a jerk and stares as if seeing something alien or something.   

"H-How… are you doing this?" she asks me in a scared sort of way.   

What? What am I doing?   

"What do you mean by that? I am doing not doing anything…" I say.   

"H-How are you standing here?" she asks. Her voice is starting to shake now.   

Is she an idiot? I am standing because of my legs…   

I look at Rebecca, expecting to see her sighing because of her sister's question but to my surprise, she is also looking at me as if expecting an answer.   

"I don't get what you are asking…" I say in confusion.   

"Wait, don't tell you don't know…" Aria asks, looking even more surprise.   

This is just getting ridiculous.   

"Don't know about what!?" I ask, bit frustrated now.   

"Aria, he doesn't know…"   

Rebecca suddenly says before Aria can open her mouth again.   

"But sister, then how is he—"  

"Jacob…"  

Rebecca cuts in between Aria and addresses me with a serious look.   

"I need to tell you something… about my system." 

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The excitement was running wild among everyone as it was The System Ceremony, where each individual is infused with their systems. Jacob, an ordinary guy was no different. To his joy, he got the system where points are gained by doing perverted tasks and indulging in sexual activities: The Sex Beast System. Well, that joy lasted for mere seconds before he noticed the other specifications of this system... which made him almost faint with shock.

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The library at school was just as you'd would expect. It was awfully quiet and devoid of people. Considering the time of day it was and the time of year that's currently in play, I guess this much was to be expected. It was already past dismissal and the new school year had just began, meaning, there wasn't any reason for people to hit the library just yet.

 

There were only a few people in this deserted wasteland, us three included in that small population. In fact, with this low of a number, doing a head-count would prove to be a rather easy task.

 

The three of us settled down at a table for six, the two girls on one side with me on the other. With our bags at the side and the essentials laid out, we were already set to light our conference green.

 

Speaking of which, what's with this brazen display of male discrimination here…why do I have to be excluded just because of my gender? This has got to be sexism in one way or another.

 

I sighed with the thought of the gender inequality, the cool wind inside continued to assault my freezing heart.

 

"Why don't we get started then," Taking the initiative as she took the lead, Segawa faced Sanae as she laid the materials down.

 

With an enthusiastic "Mhmm!" slipping past her lips, Sanae followed suit as she followed Segawa's lead. Uh, well...enthusiasm is great and all, but I'd appreciate it if you considered the time and place. If a student wasn't in-charge of the library at the moment, then I'm pretty sure we would have already been scolded by now.

 

As I watched the two from my side of the table, I could see that things were progressing smoothly without my assistance being needed. Thus, I placed my arms atop the table and laid my head above accordingly, positioning myself into a comfortable position.

 

Alright, this is just too perfect.

 

With the air-condition directly aimed at this spot, it should go without saying that this spot was heaven, seriously heaven. It gave me the urge to start hibernating even though it was still just mid-April. There was just no beating this relaxing sensation.

 

This kind of laid-back behavior wouldn't usually be tolerated, and doing so would subject you to the scornful looks of the people around. But with the current population in this deserted place, and with the school librarian nowhere to be found, I might just be able to pull this off without getting caught.

 

Just as I was about to give in to my subconsciousness, a staggering voice suddenly pierced my ears.

 

"What do you think you're doing?"

 

Having a sudden question thrown my way, I flinched inadvertently. In response to being asked out of the blue, I lifted my face slightly above my sleeve, only to be met by Segawa's cold gaze.

 

"Ah, well…how do I say this. Having two opinions on a single subject matter would usually lead to contradicting ideas, which doesn't seem efficient in my opinion. So I kind of went ahead and left the rest to you…or something like that. It seemed like you had everything in the bag after all."

 

"I see you aren't too sure yourself," Segawa let out a long sigh, a resigned smile playing on her face. "If you don't have the motivation to at least try and help out then you should just go ahead and say so. There isn't any point in making excuses up."

 

"I-it's not like I don't have the motivation to help out, I just seriously find it more efficient this way. Also," I sat up straight with a short pause, averting my eyes as I continued in a low voice. "..I'm not making up excuses."

 

Having heard my end of the argument, Segawa's eye slightly narrowed in response.

 

"I see, so that's where you stand." She silently murmured as she firmly crossed her arms. "Unfortunately, I'd have to disagree with you on that. Whether what you say might be true in some cases, it still depends on a case-by-case basis. It should go without saying that two is always better than one, it's always a numbers game no matter where you look. This is one of the reasons why the majority always has the upper hand, leaving the minority with no room to speak. I'm pretty sure you're quite aware of this fact."

 

It's true. Whether it was a small group composed of different individuals, or a community comprised of various groups, numbers will always play a significant role. She really made sure to include that last bit just to further assert her point. I got to hand it to her.

 

What Segawa just said was truly spot-on, it was almost as if her reasoning was flawless. I couldn't help but be amazed myself. Regardless, no matter how flawless her words may sound, there isn't anything in this world that could reach perfection.

 

Even past compositions you deemed perfect in the past would seem like complete garbage after reading it a couple of times. And your masterpiece of a drawing when you were still young would reveal itself to be mere, incomprehensible scribbles when you eventually grow up. This was the true essence of perfection in a world like this. Something can only be perfect if one acknowledges it as so.

 

Therefore, by going by that logic, no matter how perfect her words may seem, they weren't. There's always a loop hole hiding in plain sight. There is no such thing as pure perfection in this world after all.

 

Underhanded as it may be, a loop hole is still a loop hole.

 

In short, there was still one point of attack against her seemingly flawless logic.

 

"Simply relying on numbers is a fool's errand. There isn't any meaning in holding onto head count like that. If someone from your group doesn't want to cooperate, you throw them off-board and leave them to fail. If someone's being a burden and is weighing you down, then you leave them behind to rot by themselves. In short, the numbers you rely on are also the numbers that would pull you down. I'm pretty sure someone like you would easily get my point."

 

Looking back on our first encounter, Sensei introduced this girl as someone who prefers to work alone. She was probably one of those types who would mindlessly push others away in order to achieve her goal. This was one of the reasons why she was put in this club in the first place. In fact, it was the only reason I knew of. So by using that weakness as my point of attack, I'd probably be able to make a fatal blow.

 

But betraying my expectations, Segawa showed no signs of taking the hit. She played it off cool as she looked the other way, a deep sigh slipping past her lips.

 

"That's true, I can't disagree with you on that. I don't really like to work with other people."

 

"Then doesn't that-"

 

"Regardless. If it's you, I'm sure it would work out." Segawa continued as she faced me with a smile, eyes filled with pure intent firmly staring my way. "We both think the same way after all. Even if our ideas may clash somewhere along the way, I'm sure we would come to a mutual understanding. In fact, you using an underhanded method like that actually proves my point more."

 

At the end of her words was an even bigger smile, a seemingly normal smile that filled me with unease. It felt as if there was something hidden behind it. 

 

Regardless, hearing something like that being said to someone like me got me seriously worked up. Even though I tried to hide it, the burning sensation that was playing on my ears were completely saying otherwise.

 

Seriously, think about the consequences before you spout those kinds of lines. If I was your typical high school boy then I might have already gotten the wrong idea and got flat out rejected after a sudden confession. Please try to be considerate of others next time.

 

I breathe out a resigned sigh, avoiding the eyes of the person in front, admitting defeat to her faultless reasoning.

 

"Well, I guess I could help out if I won't get in the way. I wouldn't want to be deadweight after all."

 

"Good timing, I was just about to ask Sanae-san to write another sample out. I'd greatly appreciate it if you could give us your impressions." Segawa replied with a seemingly big smile, a smile that hid some ill-intent.

 

This girl...did she bait me on purpose just to get me to do the dirty work? If you don't want to read her writing again then just say so dammit.

 

"How cunning could you get…"

 

With the setting sun behind my back, and the expectant smiles from the two in front, I fixed my posture with a strained smile of my own. 

 

I guess it's about time I show them my hundred percent.

Hiraoka Hiroshi is a cynical highschool student who refuse to change. To him,changing is the same as admitting defeat to society's defected system. But when he turns in an essay that shows this exact same view, he is then forced to start a club with a person of simillar traits, a kind of club that helps other troubled children such as theirselves to deal with their problems. How will Hiroshi deal with this dilema?
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note: This work was transfered from my account from a different site, dates specified in author's afterwords (or any form of word outside of the narrative) may not coincide with present time.

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