No matter what procedural or pacing mistakes he had made in the past, with the help of the Saint Energy, all the natural treasures submitted to him. Under such , fusing them together was naturally a lot easier.

A dim light shimmered and Zhou Weiqing smiled faintly. He looked at the Consolidating Ink in the crystal vat. At the very least, the first step had been completed, and everything else went the way he had expected them to.

He did not immediately continue with the for if that were the case, it would not match his Five-Jewel base.

Zhou Weiqing sat on the floor and crossed his legs. He then began focusing on cultivating his Immortal Deity Technique. It gave an to the other two that he was his Heavenly Energy.

The two God Tier Masters found it strange. Why didnt Zhou Weiqing store away the Consolidating Ink? After all, the more the Consolidating Ink was, the faster it once it was exposed to air. That was why a Consolidating Ink was usually immediately preserved in airtight bottles once it was made.

However, after a short while, they began It was because the silvery Consolidating Ink in the vat showed no signs of at all. Baked in sunlight, that -like resplendent luster did not show any signs of changing.

Its that stable?

The two God Tier Masters looked at each other and exchanged nods. Zhou Weiqing had managed to progress to this stage Ignoring the fact the could truly be a God Tier Master, he had already passed the assessment from the Heavenly even if he wasnt. He was definitely a genius among geniuses in the Consolidated Equipment domain. At the very least, the Heavenly had never seen such a powerful genius before!

Faint light coruscated. Zhou Weiqing continued his for slightly less than an hour before he stood up again. The moment he stood up, he had already entered the Heaven Man Unity state once more.

From the beginning until the end, he had not said a single word. Meanwhile, the two God Tier Masters felt mentally drained from paying absolute because they did not want to miss a single one of Zhou Weiqings

Even God Tier Masters required continuous learning. A God Tier Master that could create an 8-Piece Set of Legendary Suit was completely different from one that could create a 9-Piece Set. For those that could create a 10-Piece Set, those people were indeed considered Legendary God Tier Masters. While for those that could make an Eleven Piece Set, they had not appeared for many years in the Heavenly

After standing up again, Zhou Weiqing moved the crystal vat to the side. Even such a simple was firmly memorized by the two God Tier Masters.

Zhou Weiqing took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly turned focused as he flipped his wrists over. A sheet of Consolidated Equipment Paper of the best quality appeared on the yellow rosewood table in front of him. The long table was and smooth like a mirror, allowing the Consolidated Equipment Paper to adhere to its surface completely.

The Consolidated Equipment Paper that Zhou Weiqing took out was worth more than a hundred gold coins each but that there was no market for it. The reason was that it needed more than a dozen valuable materials with Spatial Attribute to make it. Even God Tier Masters would not use it casually unless they were very confident. After all, those were things that one could not buy even if one had the money.

Flipping his wrists again, a shiny silver Consolidating Brush appeared in Zhou Weiqings hand. The moment the Consolidating Brush appeared, the other two God Tier Masters almost could not resist the urge to stand up.

Zhou Weiqings Consolidating Brush was a foot and two inches long. It had a thin tip, and its body was shiny silver in color. The tip of the pen seemed to be integrated with the shaft. However, the moment the brush appeared, a strong Spatial Attribute aura also appeared. The Spatial Attribute aura condensed around the Consolidating Brush instead of dispersing.

Highest grade! This is certainly of the highest grade!

As God Tier Masters, their bases were above the Heavenly King tier. They could clearly see that the lustrous silver Consolidating Brush in Zhou Weiqings hand had the Strength Legacys four ancient seal characters.

The Strength Legacy actually still exists?

Of course, they did not know that the Consolidating Brush was something that Duan gave to Zhou Weiqing. It was also one of Duan ;s most treasures after all those years. There were the only three things left behind by the Strength Legacy. One was in Zhou Weiqings hand, another was lost, and the last one was with Duan

The Consolidating Brush was made from the skull of a God Tier Heavenly Beast with Spatial attribute. The tip of the pen was made from the nucleus core of the Heavenly Beast.

That Heavenly Beast had already gone extinct from the Boundless Now, it was not even heard of on the Heaven The Consolidating Brush could be considered as one of the most among the godly artifacts from the Consolidated Equipment Domain. The long yellow rosewood table was very much in comparison.

A look of greed momentarily in the old Consolidated Equipment Masters eyes. The woman beside him at him The old God Tier Master managed to struggle free of his avarice. He was astonished by his own With his , there was nothing on the Heavenly that he could not obtain. Greed was an that he had not experienced for many years.

A dim light sparkled again. Wearing a faint smile on his face, Zhou Weiqing held the Consolidating Brush in his right hand and once again closed his eyes.

The two God Tier Masters opened their eyes even wider. There were three important steps when creating Consolidated Equipment Scrolls. The first step was the of the Consolidating Ink. There were many in existence. Every God Tier Master had their own inherited secret recipes that they would only pass down to their own direct descendants.

The important step was the design of the scroll. A powerful God Tier Consolidating Equipment Scroll had an extremely complex design. On top of that, even the slightest bit of was not allowed. The final step was to sketch the entire design of the scroll. If even a single mistake were made during any of the three steps, all the efforts would be wasted.

Among the three steps, the most important step was the step: the design. As long as one obtained the design, an excellent Consolidated Equipment Master would be able to analyze the of materials used for the Consolidating Ink. Instead, the most difficult step of sketching the design was the least important. After all, this only tested the strength of the Consolidated Equipment Master and his mastery in drawing the scroll.

To any God Tier Master, the design of any God Tier Consolidated Equipment Scroll would be priceless. Zhou Weiqing was about to design the scroll, so how could they miss out on such an opportunity?

This time Zhou Weiqing closed his eyes longer than the two times. He just stood there The hand holding the Consolidating Brush remained stable. He remained for as long as half the time it took for the incense stick to burn.

When the two men opposite him started restless, Zhou Weiqing suddenly took a deep breath. The moment he took a deep breath, his entire being seemed like a giant whirlpool. Atmospheric Energy quickly condensed towards his body.

The Power Jewels on Zhou Weiqings hands also lit up at the same time. Although there were only five jewels, it just took an instant for his imposing stance to rapidly rise.

The other two did not know why Zhou Weiqings imposing stance rose at that moment, but they did not dare to interrupt. At best, they felt somewhat puzzled. The process of drawing the design required one to be meticulous and prudent. If it had been a design that he had completed before, then it should be the easiest out of the three stages. However, why did he look like he went all out for it? On top of that, it looked like Zhou Weiqing was using a secret technique that needed him to raise his Heavenly Energy far above his base.

How could they have known that Zhou Weiqing did all of those only for them to see? In the next moment, under the shocking gaze of the other two, the Consolidating Brush in his hand had already entered the crystal vat and was submerged in the silvery lustrous liquid.

He… What does he want to do? The two God Tier Masters thought to themselves as they gasped in astonishment.

It is impossible to use the Consolidating Ink while designing the scroll. Is it possible that he wants to skip the design stage and move straight to creating the scroll? Its impossible!

While the two God Tier Masters had full confidence in making their own Consolidating Equipment Scrolls, they had never thought of making a Consolidating Equipment Scroll without designing it first. It was not that they did not have the ability to do so, but they would only do so to make normal Consolidated Equipment Scrolls. The materials for making God Tier Consolidated Equipment Scrolls were too valuable, and the probability of failure increased greatly if they did not draw the design first. None of the excellent God Tier Masters would do such a stupid thing. However, the young man in front of them did exactly that.

Zhou Weiqing flicked his right wrist. The wielded Consolidating Brush descended on the Consolidated Equipment Paper. The silver Consolidating Ink immediately produced the outlines. His were slow, but his wrist was extremely firm. His seemed to disappear momentarily. It was as though he, the Consolidating Brush, and the Consolidated Equipment Paper were a single entity.

He is mad. He must be crazy! The two God Tier Masters looked at each other. They were utterly shocked by Zhou Weiqing.

Thick and silvery radiance continuously surged out from Zhou Weiqing. This was the Heavenly Energy that had been transformed into the Spatial Attribute. The silver radiance went down his arm to the Consolidating Brush in his hand before gathering at the tip of as he slowly drew.

At this moment, the yellow rosewood table and the legendary Consolidating Brush in Zhou Weiqings hand a critical role. The Consolidated Equipment Paper lay stably on the yellow rosewood table. When the Consolidating Ink was used to draw the outline on the Consolidated Equipment Paper, the Consolidating Ink would integrate into the Consolidated Equipment Paper in the fastest possible time. The movements of the Consolidating Brush in Zhou Weiqings hand did not waver at all during the entire process as though it had found its own trajectory.

Noon, Laboratory.

Zhang Li Qing, wearing a tired expression, was organizing the drafts on his table.

Nangong Yun stepped into the lab and asked: "Old geezer, how is the progress today?"

Zhang Li Qing rubbed his tired eyes: "Hard hard hard, still no progress!"

"Talisman research usually requires the wisdom of an entire team, but doing this by yourself will spread your efforts too thin." Nangong Yun was still suspicious of the matter with Meng Ying Ying. She suddenly had an idea and pulled out the scroll: "Oh right, I received an advice draft, maybe it might help you out a little. "

Zhang Li Qing asked: "From whom?"

Nangong Yun did not want to reveal it immediately: "It doesn't matter, first take a look at the content of it. If it really is helpful, then I will tell you."

Nangong Yun did not hold out much hope of this.

What kind of good suggestion can that girl really give?

However, once the scroll had been laid out, Nangong Yun became dumbfounded. More than a dozen startling red crosses harshly marked the design. Comments that criticized Zhang Li Qing to no end filled the remaining blank spaces.

"Academic trash!"

"Demonstration error!"

"Fraud teaching!"

What the hell!

This missy so imperious! How come I normally failed to notice it?!

No matter who, if their brainchild is criticized to the extent, they would have lost patience. However, Zhang Li Qing was a tolerant and cultivated person. He suppressed his anger and patiently read the details of the criticism.

"What?"

"This is not that simple!"

"These few words are enough to hit the critical spots!"

Zhang Li Qing's expression became serious. It was just a comment of few hundred words but it could point out all the mistakes in the design, and seemed to contain a large amount of information. Zhang Li Qing read it over a few times, each time gave him a different feeling.

Second time. His brain became clear; all the chaos was swept away. He could not wait to overthrow his previous theory and redesign his draft again.

Third time. He noticed that every word seemed to contain great wisdom yet unpredictable at the same time. This had caused Zhang Li Qing to hesitate.

Fourth time. Zhang Li Qing felt confused again; became unsure of where to start.

Like reading a classic; the surface only seemed to show a shallow yet simple story; however, it contained many hidden profound and practical wisdom. Zhang Li Qing became a little obsessed when he carefully read the secrets. This is a fantastic feeling.

"There is more on the back!"

"Really?"

Zhang Li Qing turned the scroll over and gasped. His eyes widened and his face turned red; then turned white, and then turned red again. His lips quivered, tongue-tied and was speechless: "This, this, this, this….."

Nangong Yun pulled out a pill and handed it to him.

Zhang Li Qing swallowed the pill, his expression eased somewhat but was still very excited. His hands clutched tightly to his chest and his head was already full of big beads of sweat. He trembled and for a long time could not speak: "Hur..hur..hurry up and help me cover it!"

Zhang Li Qing had some heart problems. If this continues, his heart would have burst asunder and kill him.

Nangong Yun was suspicious. Normally this geezer is always calm and steady, he would never make a big fuss over little things. How come he became this excited after he saw the figure?

"This figure is?"

Zhang Li Qing had difficulty suppressing the excitement surging through him and swallowed another pill. Like someone protecting their treasure, he slowly opened the scroll. His eyes were petrified looking at the scroll. Slowly, tears came out of his old eyes and murmured: "To see such a perfect talisman design in this life, I can die without regret!"

"Hey geezer, aren't you lacking a bit of ambition? You, yourself, are also a master!"

Zhang Li Qing said with a self-deprecating smile: "I only have a small reputation in Tian Nan City. If you were to compare me with this person, then it would be like comparing a lone star in the sky with the sun and moon, like comparing a duck to a phoenix. What right do I have to call myself a master? Tell me, whose is it? I would like to personally visit the real master!"

Nangong Yun showed a strange expression: "I am afraid that she is younger than you!"

Zhang Li Qing sneered and said: "Those that are more knowledgeable are the masters. There are countless geniuses in this world; do you think this old man is that inflexible?"

Nangong Yun bitterly laughed and said: "But she is one of your students!"

"Rubbish! I should be the one that is the student instead!"

"I will be honest, she is your fourth year student, named Meng Ying Ying. But old geezer, you yourself have expelled her this morning."

Meng Ying Ying?

Really my student?

Got expelled by me?

Zhang Li Qing remained stunned for a while: "Are you sure?"

Nangong Yun nodded and said: "She personally handed me the scroll this morning."

Zhang Li Qing's eyes turned white, clutched his heart and fell: "Medicine! Medicine! Bring me the medicine!"

...

Zhang Li Qing's sanity was slowly becoming abnormal.

Old people cannot endure too much excitement. One might kick the bucket if not careful!

Nangong Yun rushed to feed him a couple of pills and then helped him to the lounge. Zhang Li Qing lay in bed, his face pale, his eyes closed, his mouth trembled, issuing a string of gibberish.

After an hour.

Zhang Li Qing suddenly sat straight up: "Where is this place?"

Nangong Yun got surprised. Did this geezer got too excited and went mad? "This is the lounge. You just fainted."

Zhang Li Qing showed an ecstatic expression: "Fainted? So what has just happened is not a dream? Hurry, hurry, bring me the scroll!"

Nangong Yun worriedly said: "In your state, it's best not to see it."

Zhang Li Qing scowled and said: "Enough talk, hurry and bring it over here!"

Nangong Yun could only do as he says so and brought the scroll over. The seventy years old geezer carefully held the scroll in his hand with an obsessed look on his face; like someone gently holding the hands of their first love, he slowly stroked it over and over again. This action gave Nangong Yun goose bumps.

"This talisman design itself is already flawless. What is more impressive is that it is designed based on my idea; this would without a doubt increase the difficulty ten-fold!"

"Forty two thousand years ago, humanity mastered magic power. Twenty six thousand five hundred years ago, humans discovered magical array. Fourteen thousand two hundred years ago, talisman making became part of the history."

"Present day, on this continent, there are a few mature styles of talisman making. Each has its own merit and influences each other. However, this design does not fall under any of those styles, yet it contains hints of each one. It has mastered and reached the extreme pinnacle of each style. This design is thousands of years ahead!"

"Art! Pure art! This old man has been studying magic formation and talisman for a few decades, finally have the luck to see a real master."

"This old man will test its effect personally!"

Zhang Li Qing crafted the talisman.

When the talisman was activated, an invisible but vigorous force immediately enveloped his whole body's skin.

Zhang Li Qing became excited. When he was designing the talisman, he already picked a good name for it. It would be called "Rock Armor" because once the talisman was activated; rocks would cover the whole body like a suit of armor, obtaining good defence capabilities. Judging from the talisman's initial activation, this concept is very close to my original conception.

Wait!

That's not right!

Zhang Li Qing was covered in cold sweat!

After the magical energy activates the talisman, the energy is converted by the magical array. The output energy envelopes the whole body, and then begins to penetrate into the flesh!

How come it will penetrate into the flesh?

Could this talisman be dangerous?

Zhang Li Qing thought about it again. The designer could come up with something this perfect, how could they make an elementary mistake on safety? Zhang Li Qing gritted his teeth and continued. The top flesh and skin swelled up, quickly hardened, his skin began to rapidly change in colour to grey and finally turned black.

"This...This is!"

Zhang Li Qing was stunned looking at the mirror. His skin became solid and its hardness was similar to that of bedrock!

How can this be done?

Skin surface hardness increased significantly, yet it does not affect flexibility and mobility?

The most unbelievable fact is that elemental power has merged with cells in the body, allowing it to temporarily use the powers of the element. Zhang Li Qing remembered his mentor, the famous talisman maker He Tian Ming, purposed such theory once; but was ridiculed for it by many people.

For this to be realized in a simple level 2 talisman!

What a special and bold design!

Nature's gift!

Understanding of creation itself!

Nangong Yun couldn't help but be amazed: "This is Godly!"

This is a strike to one's morale!

A big strike to one's morale!

The "rock armor" that Zhang Li Qing had painstakingly researched was complete rubbish compared to this!

Five minutes later, the skin returned to normal colour; there was not even the slightest sign of side effect. All of the aspects were perfect!

"Did Meng Ying Ying really turn this in?"

"Meng Ying Ying normally procrastinates in doing her homework. Of the amount due, half is usually missing and is amongst the dead last in the class. Today is an exception, Meng Ying Ying is the first to turn in homework and she completed all of it; which is very strange."

Zhang Li Qing thought for a moment, and said: "Bring all of Meng Ying Ying's homework here."

Nangong Yun helplessly said: "I'm afraid that is not possible."

Zhang Li Qing glared: "Why!"

"Because my fellow junior-apprentice Han Shao Long told others to burn all of it."

"Burnt?" Zhang Li Qing's beard trembled with anger: "All burnt!"

Nangong Yun nodded.

Zhang Li Qing angrily roared. As if had gone mad, he burst opened the research lab door and then kicked down the reference room door.

The few students who saw teacher coming in furiously were all scared silly. Teacher is typically very calm but what has happened today?

Zhang Li Qing came over with a sullen expression carried on his face. He reached out with his trembling hands into the stove to pick up the charred fragments.

The talisman paper was typically made using special wood or skin and was generally resistant to fire and water; so they would always leave some little fragments.

This is a clearly a level 1 talisman. If memory serves me correctly, this is the bugged talisman exercise given to the students, asking them to find the errors. However, the whole talisman is marked by a single red cross.

What does this mean?

Is the whole thing wrong?

On the back was a completely new figure. Even though it was burned and mottled, Zhang Li Qing could still recognize, that's right….this is handwriting of that expert! This is the handwriting of that expert!

"I'm finished!"

"I'm finished!"

"What have I done!"

Zhang Li Qing stared at the ashes in the black stove. His expression became unstable; sometimes red, sometimes pale. He suddenly looked up.

Puff!

A mouth full of blood sprayed all the way to the ceiling!

Zhang Li Qing felt dizzy and fainted on the floor!

"Ah!"

"Teacher!"

The few apprentices were all stunned.

"Deadbeats! Bunch of deadbeats! You guys are in big trouble!" Nangong Yun quickly propped up Zhang Li Qing and glared at the few apprentices: "Take advantage of the time the old man is not awake, go pack up and flee! No matter where you go, Tian Nan City has no place for you guys!"

The youngest Wiseman of the continent, Chu Tian, has traveled 30,000 years back in time to the age of antiquity due to an accident.

This is a prosperous era. Rare herbs, minerals, treasure relics and monsters can be easily found throughout the land.

However, this is also an undeveloped era. Communications, traffic, martial arts and technology are in its early stage of development. Prosperous cities lack lighting while its citizens are uneducated.

Our decisive MC using his future knowledge creates Magic powered light bulbs, magic powered telephones, magic powered cannons, magic powered computers, artificial intelligence, psyche internet. 30,000 years worth of knowledge allows him to create miracles and shine brightly in this era. Allowing him to conquer the land and sit firmly on the throne of the 10 realms.

With Baiyi's current level, he was still unable to cast any forbidden spell like Instant Death, let alone making a scroll with it. In truth, not all forbidden spells could be cast just by using incantation like the Harlek’s Incantation of Incineration, most of them actually needed various magical materials, tools and even formations to aid the casting, some were even affected by geographical conditions and weather constraints.
That was also why the Book of Servitude of the Sage-Emperor of the Magi was classified as a Divine Weapon. Because the item allowed the caster to be exempted from all of the constraints of the casting conditions, the Archmage was able to readily cast any magic that he liked, playing the domineering tyrant and dominating everything with the help of the mighty item. Oh, you don't like my way? It doesn't matter. I'll drop two forbidden spells and see how you like it now?
Although the Archmage no longer had the item on hand, it did not stop him from directing and ordering his disciple however he liked since it was not him who needed to do all the work anyway. Just like that, not only was he not being useful, the topic had now started to divert to some other nonsensical direction.
"No, that spell will not work! Why don't we make a Requiem of Souls[1]?" The Lich was the second person to come up with a suggestion.
Dude? How should I cast it without your Soul Slaver[2] ability huh? Yeah, I think it would become more like the Harem of Souls instead…
"The main effect of this powerful scroll is not on its lethality but the ability to gain an upperhand in a battle, right? I suggest that you make a large-scale barrier that could buy you some time to escape when you meet with a strong enemy," the Scholar chimed in.
Tsk! You, an academic scholar, want to discuss combat strategy? I'm afraid there's not many people who would be able to beat me in this realm you know.
"Or perhaps we could do some Theurgy Scroll? I remember last time you were worried about being discovered when you brought Attie to the church, weren't you? You don't have to worry about that anymore if you make this scroll," the Cleric proposed.
This sounds like a pretty feasible idea. But, wait a minute, where should I get the materials from? You don't really expect me to steal some holy water or bibles from the Church, right?
"How about a Fortune-Telling Scroll?" The Astrologer suggested, "Although it's basically a hoax, it's particularly handy to deceive those superstitious aristocrats you know."
So, you mean that all of you astrologers are just a bunch of crooks?
Eventually, the discussion turned even more bizarre. On the contrary, the Engineer regained his professionalism and returned to normal as he proposed, "Why are you guys so scrupulous about the magical scroll? There are many things that the magical furnace can produce so we can do some other things too, can't we? Like for example, we could forge a power core and insert it into Mia's hammerhead shark doll so that the Mana in it would always be sufficient when she uses it as a weapon or whenever one of us enter it."
The so-called power core were also be known as 'the heart'. It was usually installed in magical marionette to provide long-lasting energy, allowing it to move about for a long period of time or even cast magic and combat physically. There was no doubt that it would be very suitable for the hammerhead shark plushie.
Oh, I can't believe that you're the one who would come up with such a feasible suggestion! Baiyi was slightly surprised. Could it be that this guy have decided to leave his hentai-ness behind after seeing his glider creation turned into reality? Wow, then we really must break out the champagne to celebrate this good news!
"You see, Sir Hope, I've even finished the design for the power core," The back-to-normal Engineer immediately demonstrated his professionalism and took out his blueprint, it looked like he really was not all talk and no cider, to show Baiyi through Memory Exchanging.
The design of the blueprint was very complicated, even Baiyi felt a little overwhelmed by the complexity. However, the design was very dynamic and after studying it for a while, he could not help but said, Wow, what an exquisite design! As expected from the back-to-normal Sir Engineer! You're indeed almighty and professional! Then again, there are many settings that I don't understand at all. Like this strange node over here. What is it for actually? Somehow it seems to be a little redundant? Baiyi pointed out the part that he did not understand on the blueprint.
"Ahem, ahem, i-it's nothing. D-Don't you worry about it. That was added on in order to increase the stability of the core," the Engineer replied with a hint of nervousness in his tone.
In a flash, Baiyi started to feel suspicious towards him. After staring at it for a while, he finally found out that the node that was disguised as a stability boost actually had another function…
However, Baiyi did not directly expose the Engineer. Instead, he continued to ask the Engineer, "The design of the core seems to be very complicated, huh? I suppose it would probably need you to activate it personally?"
"Of course! When the time comes for you to activate this technique, you must let me enter the hammerhead plushie! I need to set the whole thing up all by myself," the Engineer added, "Remember, you MUST let me enter the doll, Sir Hope! Then only we can ensure the accuracy of the power core and... ARGHHHH!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Baiyi had already cast a Silence Spell on him. The node that he was skeptical of was actually something that would let the hammerhead shark doll grow a magical tongue. As for what he was intending to do with that tongue, well, you guys could just imagine it yourself…
Still, although the Engineer had to pay the price for his hentai action, the idea that he suggested was actually pretty good. For that reason, Baiyi did not completely throw his idea into the dustbin but it would still better if he was the one who design the core himself.
After checking all of the materials on hand, he realized that he did not have anything that was suitable to build the power core. It would be a little too cheap if he only used ordinary Mana or Chi Restoration Crystal, not to mention the fact that it might tear the doll apart.
The best material to forge the power core would be the heart of some powerful creatures, like dragons, demons, monster pincers or tentacled creatures. And among all of that, the best one was none other than the glittering, winged servants of the God... The heart of an Angel.
However, those things were too far away to be obtained and they were no doubt out of his reach at the moment. Because of that, Baiyi had no other choice but to create an ordinary small-sized heart for the hammerhead shark plushie.
Now that he had made up his mind, he secretly sneaked into Mia's room where the little girl was still fast asleep. The girl was particularly trusting when it came to her family so she did not even lock her door at night when she was sleeping. With just a slight push on the door, Baiyi easily entered her room.
Mia was still deep in dreamland, lying sideway on her bed with her arms hugging the hammerhead plushie close to her chest. Her blanket was partly kicked off, revealing a fair calf that was the dream of the Hentai Walkers.
Aww, look at how cute she is sleeping soundly like that... Baiyi quietly watched her adorable sleeping face and held back the impulse to poke her face. Without making any sound, he secretly stole the doll away from her arms and then covered the blanket over her before leaving the room.
Once again, the hammerhead shark doll was brutally cut open and filled with a heart that was made from the Chi Restoration Crystal by Baiyi. As a matter of fact, the crystal was part of the contents from the pouch that was stolen from Undine. The middle-grade consumables had a more powerful effect than the Chi Restoration Potion so, of course, Undine would always keep some by her side in case of emergency. It did not come in handy last time but now he finally found a purpose for it. Without any hesitation, he chose the one bottle that had the highest quality.
The reason why he chose Chi as the core instead of Mana was because he had taken into account that currently, the hammerhead shark doll could only cast magical spell. Now that Chi prowess was loaded into it, although there was still no supporting means of attack yet, it would be useful when a Walker who was skilled in physical combat enter it in the future. That small piece of crystal might seem kind of small but with just that bit of Chi prowess, in the hands of powerful fighters like the Knight or the Hitman, it would not be inferior to magic at all.
As it was only a simple core, the whole setup process did not take too long to install. Before dawn, Baiyi had already finished the installation and after he had stitched the hammerhead shark plushie up, he tiptoed quietly into Mia's room to return her the doll before she woke up and throw a tantrum for not being able to find her favourite doll when she wakes up.
When he pushed the door open, although she was still not yet awake, but due to the fact that something was missing from her embrace, she seemed to be sleeping restlessly. Her brows were creased together, the corner of her mouth pulled down, the blanket covering her body was kicked away and perhaps due to her tossing around, one of the straps of her nightdress slipped down her shoulder and exposed a large area of fair skin that it was supposed to cover...
I shouldn't let her wear this kind of strappy nightdress anymore in the future... Still, why is there still no sign of development in that body of hers! Baiyi wondered as he quietly placed the doll back into her embrace. Before he left, a thought flashed past his mind and he turned around again to cover the blanket over her.
Just as he was about to shut the door, Mia's dazed voice suddenly resonated from behind, "Urghhh!!! M-Mr. Hope... Y-You can't touch t-there... Urghhh... I-If you really want to k-kiss me, you can o-only kiss my f-face..."
Shocked, he turned back in a flash and saw Mia still sleeping on her bed. It looked like she was just sleep talking. His heart that was gripped tightly finally managed to relax.
But... What the hell with her? Is it triggered because of our conversation just now? What role am I playing in your dream right now? Errr... Somehow it doesn't seem like I'm a good person in there... Baiyi could not help but wonder.
Without warning, Mia continued to murmur in drowsiness, "A-Ahhh, this is good... I like y-you the best, Mr. Hope..."
Eh? Why did it suddenly become like this? Somehow, hearing Mia's last sentence, Baiyi's mood began to lighten up. Contented, he left as he quietly shut the door behind him.
The next morning, Mia had returned to her usual normal appearance. With a cheerful smile, she greeted Baiyi and did not notice the changes in the doll that was in her arms, let alone the secret mission that he carried out the night before.
As for Baiyi, he was feeling extremely refreshed and high-spirited, as if he wanted to shout out to the whole world and let the world know about the joy that was inside him. He even rewarded Attie with some pocket money and told her to buy whatever things that she liked.
Sometimes, even a Voidwalker could be happy all day long over a simple short sentence.
After the girl had finished their breakfast, he asked, "I'm going out to get some magical materials, do you guys want to follow me and have a stroll together?"
To his surprise, Mia who usually liked to shop shook her head and looked at him with a pair of puppy eyes, "Mr. Hope, it's been over one month since the school holiday started. Can you accompany me back home to my hometown now?"
[1] An ability of Nevermore, the Shadow Fiend in DoTA 2
[2] In reference to World of Warcraft


Imagine being forced to live, after death, as incorporeal bodies trapped in a vast space of nothingness for thousands of years, with nothing to do but exchanging past memories with other cohabitants (read: weirdos).  Everybody wanted out, but there was no way to leave the Void... 
Until one day, a young man was finally summoned, as a powerful but reluctant mentor, by a bubbly and motivated but completely naive young girl. Baiyi, finally out of the Void, was the only one who could save all of the other 32 souls from their prison and his summoner might just be The Key to their freedom.
However, Baiyi had to use the techniques and abilities the other souls had taught him throughout the years, and together with his own extensive knowledge of anime and game tropes from his shady and dangerous past as an otaku, to face the biggest challenge of them all: training the clumsy young girl he was forced to partner up with… into a competent sorcerer!

Everyone was in a wonderful mood, and were extremely pleased with Bai Xiaochun. Not only was he very charming, he seemed to have lots of crafty ideas. Big Fatty Zhang decided that a reward was in order, and pressed a grain of spirit rice into Bai Xiaochun's hand.
Bai Xiaochun laughed happily as he staggered back to his room. Before he could climb in bed, all of the spiritual energy he had absorbed by eating the various precious materials suddenly burst out inside of him. His head spun, and he flopped face-first down onto the ground, where he immediately began snoring.
He slept wonderfully for the entire night. The following morning at dawn, when he opened his eyes, they shone brightly. He looked down to find that he was fatter than the day before. Furthermore, his skin was covered in a sticky layer of filth. When he hurried out to wash up, Big Fatty Zhang and the others were preparing breakfast for the sect disciples. When they saw Bai Xiaochun's bedraggled appearance, they started laughing.
"Ninth Junior Brother, all that filth comes from the impurities in your body. Once you get rid of it, it will be much easier for you to practice cultivation. Take a few days off, we won't need your help anyway. In a few days you can start working again."
"Don't forget about that grain of spirit rice! Eat it up quickly before it goes bad."
"Sure thing," Bai Xiaochun replied. Feeling quite energetic, he returned to his room and grabbed the turtle-shaped wok off of the stove. After filling it with water from the washroom, he returned and put it back on the stove. Then he pulled out the grain of spirit rice to examine it. It was about the size of his thumb, crystalline in appearance, and fragrantly aromatic.
"If immortals eat this stuff, then it must be incredible." Sighing, he threw a few pieces of wood into the stove, then lit the fire. He was immediately hit by a blast of heat, which caused him to back up, blinking anxiously. Then he looked down at the fire and clicked his tongue.
"That's no ordinary fire. It lights faster and also burns a lot hotter than the fire in the village." Taking another look at the burning logs in the fire, he realized that they were not ordinary pieces of wood.
About this time, the fire began to burn even hotter than before, and Bai Xiaochun watched in amazement as one of the designs etched into the back of the turtle shell wok began to light up, starting at what appeared to be the tail of the turtle shell and ending where the head would be. Soon, the entire design was shining brightly.
Bai Xiaochun stared in amazement, then slapped his thigh.
"I knew it! This is some sort of treasure! It's definitely way better than Eldest Brother's wok!" More certain than ever that this wok was something extraordinary, Bai Xiaochun quickly tossed the grain of spirit rice into the water.
Then he sat off to the side with the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art bamboo scroll. Emulating the movements and breathing techniques depicted in the first picture, he began to cultivate.
He had only just begun when, suddenly, his eyes went wide; the posture which had been so difficult to maintain just the day before, was now much easier to assume. In fact, he actually felt very comfortable, without the slightest sensation of awkwardness. In addition, the breathing technique no longer left him feeling as if he were suffocating. Instead, he felt a very pleasant sensation.
Furthermore, he was absolutely certain that before today he could only maintain the posture for about three or four breaths of time, but this time, after seven or eight breaths, he didn't feel the least bit of pain or discomfort.
Suppressing his excitement, Bai Xiaochun calmly continued until thirty breaths of time had passed. Just when he was finally starting to feel weak and uncomfortable, a strand of qi suddenly appeared inside of him. It was very cold, and swirled around rapidly; before it could make a full circle through his body, it vanished. However, Bai Xiaochun was so excited he leapt to his feet.
"Qi! Hahaha! Finally some qi appeared!" Bursting with excitement, he began to pace back and forth in his room. He quickly came to the conclusion that it must have something to do with all the precious materials he had consumed the previous night. Suddenly he wished he had eaten more.
"No wonder Elder Brother Zhang would rather starve to death in the Ovens than go climb the ladder in the Outer Sect. Not even the Outer Sect disciples would have opportunities like this." Sitting down anxiously, he once again began to practice cultivation.
This time, he was able to maintain the posture and breathing for a full sixty breaths of time. At that point, a flow of qi appeared in him, almost a trickle, that rapidly circulated through his body.
Having experienced this once before, he was ready, and began to guide the qi through a specific path, as indicated by the first picture in the bamboo scroll.
Soon, the qi was flowing through him in just the way he wanted. He maintained the posture and movements indicated in the first illustration, and as he did, he could sense streams of coldness emerging from various parts of his body, almost like drops of water, which merged into the qi flow, causing it to grow larger and larger.
In the end, it was like a tiny stream, flowing in a continuous cycle. A tremor ran through him, and it was as if a layer of fog had suddenly been stripped away from his mind. A rumbling sound echoed out from his body.
He suddenly felt lighter and more agile than before. At the same time, globules of filth were expelled from the pores all over his body.
Unlike last time, the stream of qi inside of him didn't vanish, but instead, remained there, circulating through his body. Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes, and they shone even more brightly than before. His mind even seemed to move a bit quicker and his body felt lighter and faster.
"A permanent qi vessel," he thought excitedly. "That's the sign that I've successfully cultivated the first level of the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art! It also means that I've reached that, what's it called...? The first level of Qi Condensation!" Bai Xiaochun was overjoyed, and immediately ran to the washroom.
When Big Fatty Zhang and the others saw him, they exchanged knowing glances. Although they were a bit surprised that Bai Xiaochun had reached the first level so quickly, they all knew why it had happened.
After returning to his room, Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, and then began to study the bamboo scroll more thoroughly.
"After cultivating the first level of the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art, I should be able to control physical objects. Wow, this is basically an immortal magical technique. I should be able to shoot things through the air." Eyes shining, he followed the instructions prescribed in the scroll, moving both hands together in a special way to perform an incantation. Then, he waved his finger at the nearby desk. Instantly, the stream inside of him surged like a bucking bronco, racing toward his right index finger and then out through the tip of his finger.
It turned into something like an invisible thread, which then attached itself to the nearby desk. However, almost as soon as it reached the desk, the connection grew unstable, and the thread disintegrated.
Bai Xiaochun's face went pale. After a moment of recuperation, he reviewed what he had just done, then decided to give up on moving the desk. Instead, he pulled out the wooden sword from his bag and placed it on top of the desk. He wasn't sure what type of wood the sword was made from, but despite being much lighter than the desk, it still seemed unusually heavy. He waved his finger toward it, and the wooden sword twitched, then slowly floated an inch up into the air before falling back down onto the desk.
Bai Xiaochun was anything but discouraged. After a few more excited attempts, he was able to get the sword to rise higher and higher. Soon it was ten inches, then twenty, then thirty.... By the time dusk fell, he could get the wooden sword to fly in a straight line. Although it wasn't very fast, and he couldn't quite make it turn, it wouldn't fall down as easily as it had when he first started practicing.
"Henceforth, I, Bai Xiaochun, am an immortal!" He rose proudly to his feet, held his left hand behind his back, and then waved his right hand, causing the wooden sword to fly unsteadily back and forth in his room.
Eventually, his qi began to grow unstable, so he put the wooden sword away and continued to practice cultivation. Later, he caught wind of a fragrant aroma coming from the wok, causing him to raise his head and take a deep sniff. Suddenly feeling ravenous, he realized that he had been busy cultivating all day, and had completely forgotten about the spirit rice boiling in the wok. He immediately walked over and lifted the lid to look inside.
The moment he did, the strong, fragrant aroma of spirit rice wafted out. Furthermore, at some point during the process, a brilliant, glowing silver design had appeared on the surface of the rice!
The design was clearly visible, and when Bai Xiaochun looked at it closely, he suddenly felt lost within the light. After a while, though, the design began to fade. He narrowed his eyes, and after some more thought, picked up the grain of spirit rice and held it in his hand for a closer look.
"That design looks really familiar...." His eyes flickered with a thoughtful gleam. He ducked his head to look under the stove, and saw that the fire had long since burned out. The pieces of wood were nothing more than ash now, and the design on the wok had once again faded into obscurity.
However, he could still tell that the silver design on the grain of rice was the same design as the one on the back of the wok.
He decided not to continue to investigate the design, and to be safe, chose not to eat the rice for the time being. Instead, he put it into his bag, sat there for a moment in contemplation, then left his hut to help Big Fatty Zhang and the others.
Before long, half a month had passed. Bai Xiaochun's cultivation progress had once again slowed down. However, after some discreet inquiries, he learned that silver designs never appeared on spirit rice when it was cooked.
His curiosity had definitely been piqued. The more he learned about it, the more it seemed that there was something special about this particular grain of rice, not to mention his wok, which seemed even stranger. A few days later, Third Fatty Hei left the Ovens to go purchase supplies, giving Bai Xiaochun the perfect opportunity to sneak into the Four Seas Room, a place where servants could get general information about cultivation.
On his way back to his hut, he did his best to conceal the excitement which filled his heart. After closing the door behind him, he immediately took out the grain of spirit rice and studied the silver design. Gradually, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"When immortals practice cultivation, there are three skills they can't do without. The first is medicine concocting, the second is equipment forging, and the third is spirit enhancement!" Bai Xiaochun thought back to the images he had dug up when searching through the ancient records in the Four Seas Room. One of them had closely resembled the silver design that was now visible on the grain of rice.
"Spirit enhancement!" After a moment, he took a long, deep breath.
Spirit enhancement was a special technique in which the energy of heaven and earth was forced into physical objects. It was a type of magic that essentially replaced the natural functions of nature, a technique which could be used on medicinal pills, incense, or magical items. Unfortunately, it was forbidden by heaven and earth, ensuring that the rate of success was limited. A success would lead to the item being vastly more powerful. A failure would result in the spiritual energy of the item becoming completely useless.
The most shocking thing about spirit enhancement was that it could be performed over and over again. Every success increased the effects of the spirit enhancement by tenfold, leading to heaven-shaking, earth-toppling transformations.
Of course, the more precious the item was to begin with, the more terrifying the results of success would be.
Unsurprisingly, the chances of success decreased with each enhancement. In fact, after a certain point, even some spirit enhancement grandmasters wouldn't dare to go any further. After all, the ramifications of a failure in that case would be difficult to accept.
"The ancient records said that the Spirit Stream Sect's guardian treasure is an item that was somehow enhanced ten times by spirit enhancement. The Heavenhorn Sword!" Bai Xiaochun's throat felt dry. Eyes shining with disbelief and confusion, he swallowed and looked over at the turtle-shaped wok. There were ten faint decorative lines on the back of it, and when he looked at them, his heart began to beat so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.
As of this moment, he was sure that the design which had appeared on the spirit rice was a mark of spirit enhancement. Furthermore, the source of that design was none other than his wok!
After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth. If he didn't get to the bottom of this mystery, he wouldn't be able to sleep. He knew for a fact that this wok was something extraordinary, and therefore, he couldn't let anyone in on his secret.
He waited until it was late in the night, then very quietly tip-toed over to the wok. After taking a deep breath and trying not to think about what would happen if he failed, he pulled out his wooden sword and threw it inside, the same way he had thrown the grain of rice in.


With a thought, the land becomes a vast sea. With another thought, it transforms a field of mulberries.

With a thought, a thousand friends are killed. With another thought, ten thousand Immortals are slain.

Only I alone… shall be everlasting. 



Mastery provided Ves with a first-hand perspective on how mech pilots handled a specific mech type. It was immensely valuable and he considered it worth its hefty price tag.
Even so, Ves already possessed a Mastery in landbound knight mechs. Would he really be able to gain as much benefits when he acquired a Mastery in its spaceborn version?
After some contemplation, he decided to add Space Knight Mastery I to his list.
"Spaceborn mechs are vastly different from landbound mechs. The three-dimensional aspect of moving and fighting in space as well as concerns about vacuum, inertia, momentum, flight, heat management and more add a lot more complexities to the equation."
In general, mech pilots found it harder to pilot spaceborn mechs. The barrier to entry may be higher, but they were paid a bit better than their landbound colleagues.
All of these added complexities made piloting spaceborn mechs incomparable to piloting landbound mechs. Ves saw a lot of merit in acquiring the relevant Mastery, even if it wouldn't be in the right weight class.
[Space Knight Mastery I]: 40,000 DP
"Next up is to improve my understanding of flight systems."
This entailed upgrading the Propulsion Skill and the generic Flight System I Sub-Skill.
The former encompassed many ways to move mechs aside from using legs. It encompassed a broad understanding of flight in the air and in space. It also included some fundamental understanding on water-jet propulsion used by aquatic mechs.
"Let's just skip the years of learning and bump it straight up into Journeyman territory. I'll improve my expertise on flight systems specifically while I'm at it."
[Propulsion - Novice]: 5,000 DP
[Propulsion - Apprentice]: 10,000 DP
[Propulsion - Journeyman]: 20,000 DP
[Flight Systems II]: 2,500 DP
[Flight Systems III]: 5,000 DP
[Flight Systems IV]: 10,000 DP
Ves could already feel the System rubbing its greedy non-existent hands as he added more Skills to the shopping cart. Even though it seemed somewhat luxurious for him to spend this much DP just on the flight system alone, he considered it essential for him to match the competence of a mech designer specialized in spaceborn mechs.
Only a few minutes went by and Ves already planned to dump 92,500 DP onto various Skills and Sub-Skills!
"That's almost a third of my DP budget gone!"
Nonetheless, these new additions solved his most critical inadequacies when it came to designing his super-medium space knight. With a Mastery and a vastly improved understanding of flight systems, he didn't fear the prospects of mistakes any longer. Not only that, he would also be able to incorporate various aspects unique to spaceborn mechs a lot better into other areas of his design.
Many laymen had the mistaken impression that spaceborn mechs were actually landbound mechs with flight systems slapped onto their backs. That was a gross simplification of the truth, as the lack of gravity and air in space led to a much greater divergence in design standards.
Ves learned many of these rules when he came into touch with many spaceborn mechs as a head designer. However, repairing spaceborn mechs was one thing. Designing them from scratch was an entirely different thing.
"The last mistake I can make in this design project is to underestimate the challenges of designing a spaceborn mech!"
After some more thought, he added a Sub-Skill related to polarizing modules to his list. This would not only enable him to understand the working principles of this piece of technology, but also be able to tinker with it and adjust its parameters.
[Polarizing Shielding I]: 20,000 DP
[Polarizing Shielding II]: 40,000 DP
Unfortunately, the System regarded polarizing technology as something advanced, so it jacked up the prices for understanding it by a corresponding proportion.
For a while, Ves questioned whether he was spending his DP wisely. Polarizing technology did not see much use in the Bright Republic. The modules took up way too much space to be applicable to anything but heavy mechs.
However, the tech was a bit more ubiquitous among second-class mechs such as those circulating in the Friday Coalition. It was possible to miniaturize the polarizing modules so that it became practical for them to be implemented in medium mechs as long as expensive exotics took over the role of regular materials.
Ves could bear the price for Polarizing Shielding I. Yet he wasn't satisfied with understanding the bare essentials. He wanted to tweak the polarizing module and tailor it to his upcoming design. That required a lot more understanding, and to meet that need he would have to get Polarizing Shielding II.
"It's still a hefty price to pay just to improve a single mech design a little better."
He decided to bite the bullet and add the second tier of this line of Sub-Skills to his shopping cart. He rationalized it as an investment. In order to earn more DP, he needed to spend more DP.
"If I invest 60,000 DP into this Sub-Skill so that I can bump the quality of my space knight design to another level, the extra sales I get in return might pay back my investment in spades."
His fatty mech design would definitely be a niche product that lacked the slightly wider appeal of his other two commercial mech designs. Since the target segment of his space knight would be those who specialized in piloting space knight, Ves needed to offer them a product with excellent performance.
The polarizing module was the key gimmick of his space knight design. Being able to implement it proficiently and without introducing flaws or vulnerabilities would make or break his product!
"Alright, that's almost half of my DP budget gone."
Ves couldn't help but grumble about the System's inflated prices. Even though he agreed that it was only fair that the System charged more for rarer and more exclusive Skills and Sub-Skills, as a consumer he couldn't help but feel as if he was being ripped off.
Still, this led Ves to an important question. "What is DP anyway?"
The System presented him with Design Points as its internal currency which Ves could redeem for various goodies. All this time, he regarded DP in a similar fashion to merits used in many organizations such as the Clifford Society and the CFA.
The concept behind merits was simple. Merits represented actual contribution earned by individuals. It was not money that could be traded or given away freely. Thereby, organizations were able to level the field for the less affluent.
If the poor worked harder than the rich, then they ought to be rewarded for their earnestness. Issuing merits was a way of recognizing their individual hard work. As for useless rich fops, they may be able to buy their way into their positions, but if they wanted to get further, they couldn't solely rely on their wealth and connections to get them ahead.
Ves equated Design Points akin to merits because that was how the System operated on the surface. Yet now that he adopted a more critical mindset, he couldn't help but ask what Design Points actually represented?
"How do Design Points benefit the System?" He openly asked.
This was a very important question. For example, the Groening Mission that Ves participated in allowed him to earn a generous amount of merits from the Clifford Society.
The Society did not hand over these merits for free, but rather gained a substantial commission from House Kaine.
House Kaine in turn gave the Society some concessions in return for Ves' service.
"Everyone gets something of value, whether it's money, merits or services. Nobody loses out in this transaction."
The question that Ves had right now was how the System could possibly benefit from incentivizing Ves with Design Points. Ves did not believe that this was just a fictional currency programmed into the System in order to incentivize good mech design.
"Even the System must pay some sort of price whenever it injects a Skill into my mind or materializes a new item."
However, aside from providing the System with some exceedingly rare materials, Ves mostly earned the System's appreciation by designing mechs.
"It all comes down to designing mechs. Why mechs? What's so special about them? For the supposedly mythical Metal Scrolls which contains knowledge on how to design the armament of the gods, you sure possess a one-track mind, System."
Well, Ves couldn't blame the System for being brain-damaged. If the stories he heard were correct, then the Metal Scroll had been inadvertently destroyed during a secret power struggle.
Even if it managed to recover, it obviously only regained a fraction of its former might. Maybe the Metal Scroll itself might even have been fractured into several pieces, each encompassing a single domain of weapons!
That was a frightening thought. What if there was a System out there for designing infantry equipment or starships?
Ves shook his head. Even if other fragments of the Metal Scroll existed somewhere across the galaxy, it had nothing to do with him. He was already content with the System's narrow focus on mechs. To a mech designer, that mattered the most.
In the end, Ves could speculate all he wanted but he didn't come any closer to a solid answer.
"The System rewards me with DP whenever I design a mech or sell a mech. The amount of DP it rewards me varies according to the results I've achieved. Higher quality designs are worth a lot more DP than crappy designs. I also earn more DP from sales when my mechs are more expensive and are bought in higher volumes."
These specific patterns led Ves to believe they corresponded with the core activities of a mech designer. If Ves tried to maximize his DP earnings, then his actions and behavior would conform to mech designers who continued to progress and advance.
Simply said, the System wanted him to keep advancing!
Ves couldn't help but send a suspicious glance to his comm. Why did the System want him to advance so badly? Did it want something in return from Ves once he advanced to Master or something? That might be a very real possibility.
If Ves believed the Mech Designer System was just a simple piece of amazing software meant to help a mech designer without any further expectations, then he would be truly naive.
The System first put him on the path to specializing in Spirituality. The System also seemed to have a vested interest in helping him progress his mech designer career.
It was as if the System was feeding a pig to the slaughter!
Ves couldn't get rid of his paranoia. From all the secrets he learned during his military service, he stopped believing in altruism. Nobody did anything for free or without a reason. Individuals always aimed to secure benefits for themselves, and Ves bet that the System was no exception to this rule.
When Ves came back to the question where the System gained the energy or resources to do its magic, he threw out a guess. "Design Points are just standing in for something else, maybe."
Perhaps the act of creation and the act of propagation those creations injected the System with some sort of unknown energy that sustained its operation.
"Could it be spiritual energy?"
Out of all the options, spiritual energy seemed to fit the bill. However, there was no use speculating any further on this topic because Ves would never be able to force an answer out of the System at his current state.
Ves threw a scheming glance at his comm. "Someday, I'll force some answers out of you. It might take years, decades or centuries, but I have a long lifespan and plan to extend it even further. I have all the time in the galaxy to find out what you are and how my parents got involved."
After setting aside his suspicions, he turned his attention back to improving his knowledge base. He inspected his shopping cart several times before he decided that this was enough to put him on the right track. If he ever felt he lacked some expertise, he could always come back another time.
"I don't think I'll be separated from the System ever again for a very long time."


Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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During the night, Lu Zhiyu drove his BYD to Mulanshan, which was near the lake where land was rich and fertile. Lu zhiyu had even felt the soil with his hand.
After he had chosen the place, Lu Zhiyu started to carry out his first plan to steal some soil. He had intended to use agricultural soil to prevent infestation problems, but it was too costly. With the amount of soil that he needed, even $10,000 would not be enough!
The air in Mulanshan was fresh, so it would be very nice to come in the morning. However, it was in the middle of the night at the moment. As the cold wind blew, it sounded like the moaning of spirits, and made the place quite scary.
Lu Zhiyu was a bit nervous, but not because he was stealing the soil, but because he was about to open the entrance to the painting space. This also happened to be the entrance to a two-dimensional world which was trapped by the forcefield of the Scroll of the World. Yes, Lu Zhiyu decided to name the painting the Scroll of the World.　　
The moment that the entrance opened, there would be a gap in the forcefield. If he was unable to control it, the consequences would be dire.
Earlier, Lu Zhiyu had sought advice from others in internet forums, questioning them about how to best design a two-dimensional world. When he asked what could go wrong after opening the entrance, someone from the forum asked him warily, "Hey, buddy, have you ever heard of the Dual-Vector Foil?"
When Lu Zhiyu thought of what he had in his hands, he swallowed hard. This thing could destroy the solar system at any given time.
When he was ready, the silver sigil in his brain flashed. He saw a black whirlpool appear on the Scroll of the World. Its powerful suction pulled at everything within the radius of half a mile.
"Enough! That's enough!"
During the few minutes the wind whipped through the air, Lu Zhiyu found it difficult to keep his eyes open. He even found it hard to breathe. Much of the air within a radius of one kilometer had been drawn away, causing the air to thin.
After opening his eyes, Lu Zhiyu saw that the gigantic hill had turned into a cliff. The water of the lake was at its base, but the water level was slowly rising.
Lu Zhiyu was stunned, and quickly stored away the Scroll of the World for safekeeping then left the hill by a detour. After reaching the foot of the hill, he hopped into his car and hurriedly left.
The following day, it was reported in the news that, after the analysis of the experts, it had been concluded that a syndicate had stolen the soil. The experts strongly voiced their displeasure over such an action.
However, none of this had anything to do with Lu Zhiyu. He had hung his Scroll of the World, which was now no longer empty, on a shelf in his bedroom. Pictured upon it was a small island, surrounded by the swaying sea.
The water had been drawn from the lake so there should have been numerous fish in the water, but they had all disappeared. It was apparent that the painting space could only bear the weight and girth of tiny living things.
With the help of the sigil in his brain, Lu Zhiyu had spent the whole night separating the objects from the water, completely setting up a stable world. However, the sigil had gradually lost its silver color. It used to be bright, but it had faded, as if the changes made to the painting space had consumed its power. But even now, Lu Zhiyu still remained baffled over its power.
As he looked at the painting, he saw ants crawling within it. He jumped up with excitement, exclaiming, "This is exactly what I thought. Space is determined by matter, and time is determined by space!"
Finally, there was stable space established within the scroll. As Lu Zhiyu observed the ants, he realized that they were moving around like the characters in 2D video games. There was nothing unusual about their behavior. They had probably lost their three-dimensional senses, as they were living within the two-dimensional world. Another possibility was that they were two-dimensional creatures.
However, the two-dimensional world still seemed lifeless. It was nothing like the real, human world. In the twinkle of an eye, the ants began to die. Lu Zhiyu knew this was due to the lack of sun, lack of warmth, and the lack of fresh air. As soon as time started to pass in the painting space, the ants and some bugs started to die and disappear, which took Lu Zhiyu by surprise.
Warmth? Sun?
Lu Zhiyu found it bizarre. He could not create a sun…
Or could I? Why not?!
Although he had control over the painting space, he was unclear about the logistics of its overall operations. With the power of the silver sigil, it just might be possible to create a sun.
Since it is the two-dimensional space, can I just draw a sun!
Lu Zhiyu had a whimsical thought, leading him to quickly draw a sun in the sky with red paint. Upon doing so, he immediately felt a depletion of energy in the silver sigil - a third of the energy was consumed.
He was excited to see that the sun in the painting space started to move in accordance with the parameters that he had set. He then added a blue moon, and the sun and the moon followed a circular path, which formed night and day.
The two-dimensional space had started to stabilize in accordance to Lu Zhiyu's design. He took things one step further, starting with bigger, bolder plans.
Since the parameters in the two-dimensional world could be adjusted, time should also be adjustable. Time was the reflection of the movements of an object. If there was no object or energy in space, time would not exist, and hence, it would be meaningless.
Only when were objects in the world, and the movements of the objects compared to each other, the meaning of time could then be represented. The movements of the molecules, atoms, electrons and photons were the components that created the aging process. From the small changes such as miniscule decaying process caused by mold and the ticking of the clock, to the significant changes such as rotation of the earth and the changes in the Milky Way, all these movements formed the concept of Time.If the objects did not move, time would stop. If the objects moved at a faster speed, time would then sped up. If the objects slowed downed, the passage of time would likewise slow.
Lu Zhiyu was filled with excitement.
If I can increase the movements of the objects in the two-dimensional space, time would speed up, too. One day in the outside world could be equivalent to one year, or even 10 years, in the two-dimensional space. Is this possible?
I will give it a try!
Lu Zhiyu started to research on the internet, jotting down his ideas in a notebook. He then crossed out and ticked off some of these ideas. After spending two weeks on this project, he had finalized his thoughts. Whether or not he would succeed, that was still in question.
As he sat in front of the Scroll of the World, he shut his eyes. He focused on the sigil in his consciousness, sensing the world inside the painting space. The entire two-dimensional world was set up based on the parameters and changes he defined. The size and data of the two-dimensional world all flooded into his brain, including how much is the gravity, the temperature of the sun, the time of the day, and the change of four seasons. 
Lu Zhiyu felt that he was like a god creating a world. He injected his thoughts into the silver sigil and exerted control over the two-dimensional world. As he did so, the energy of the silver sigil continued to deplete. Only now did Lu Zhiyu set up the two-dimensional world based on his design.
Suddenly, he heard the clock strike. Time had started to move like the pointer in the timepiece. The speed became faster, and when Lu Zhiyu opened his eyes, he saw that the realm within the two-dimensional world had filled with colour, started to function, and had come to life.
Time continued to move faster, but before Lu Zhiyu had used up all of his energy, he stopped and fixed the Time parameters. every amendment to which required large amounts of energy.
Lu Zhiyu had set time to a pace which moved 10,000 times faster than the outside world. Time and the four seasons had been set according to the data of the outside world. Hence, one day in the outside world was equivalent to 27 years in the two-dimensional world.
Now, one hour would be equivalent to more than a year in the painting space. As Lu Zhiyu looked at the land in the painting space, he saw that the seeds among the trees and plants had started to sprout. In one hour, the entire island was filled with green.


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


The black raven entered the room through the air vent in the window and shrouded itself in a cloud of grey mist. It then transformed into the mysterious black-dressed woman. Link was completely stunned at the sight.
Is this person here to silence me? What have I gotten myself into? 　　
"Relax. I mean no harm," the woman said. Link could indeed feel no malice emanating from her magic aura, nor any suspicious fluctuations that may hint at a sneak attack. She did not even hold a wand in her hand.
Nonetheless, Link was still alert.
"I don't think a person who barges into my room so late at night would mean no harm."
Eleanor smiled, accentuating the alluring charm of her beautiful face. She walked to the only chair in the small bedroom and adjusted her sitting position until she was comfortable.
"Just to be safe, I was observing you the whole time; you are of no threat to me, and similarly, I do not want to cause any trouble in Hot Springs City. Furthermore, I specialize in secret magic, if I truly meant to cause you any harm, I would not even appear in front of you. What do you say?"　
If they were not in Hot Springs City, Eleanor's normal procedure would be to bring Link back to her Mage Tower for interrogation before erasing his memory. That was what she had done for most of the humans she had an interest in.
However, that was not possible here. Link had a Level-6 Magician living beside him and there were many other Master Magicians roaming around town. Furthermore, Link was pretty powerful himself—she had to speak to him as though he was her equal.
Link thought for a moment before putting away his wand.　　
"So what business do you have here?"　
Seeing that Link was reasonable, Eleanor was immediately in a good mood.
"We are all here for the Magician's Fair. Although the fair will not start until tomorrow, I would like to make some transactions with you in advance," she said.　　
"Oh?" Link was intrigued. 　　　
Even though Link was still wary, he maintained a calm composure and no longer displayed any signs of hostility.
Eleanor admired Link's ability to hide his emotions. She took a scroll out from her dimensional ring and said, "I have a magic scroll containing a Level-4 spell. I will give you this in exchange for your Whistle spell. What do you think?"　　
Exchanging a Level-1 spell for a Level-4 spell was simply a bargain under normal circumstances. However, Link was not a normal human being. If he truly wanted to learn a spell, he could simply purchase it using his Omni Points. He also had access to the complete collection of Herrera's and Anthony's magic books. The Level-4 spell thus had no value to Link, at least not as valuable as the Level-1 spell Eliard and him spent so much time and effort creating.　　
It was a one and only Level-1 spell that was created through their combined efforts.
Link shook his head and said, "I have no interest in exchanging them."　　　
Eleanor was taken aback, "You should probably take a look at this. This Level-4 spell is called Psychic Shock and was enchanted with my original Supreme Magical Skills. With this spell, you can attack the spirit of all enemies within a 240 feet radius and devastate their willpower."
Link was even more unwilling now. He said, "I am not interested in such spells. By definition, this can already be considered dark magic."
In the World of Firuman, any spells that directly attacked the spirit was forbidden. This was due to the devastating side effects of those spells which could destroy a person's soul.
The death of the physical body was not something that was feared, as many believed that their souls would finally attain peace in heaven after death. However, the destruction of the soul was different as it would destroy your existence itself, something that was way too horrific to even think about.
Link had no prejudice towards this type of magic, though, he would not personally learn them. This was due to his fear of being even exiled by Magicians of the East Cove Higher Magic Academy.
"Okay then." Eleanor put the scroll away and asked, "What do I have to offer to see the magic structure of your Whistle spell?"　　
Link was curious as to why Eleanor was so persistent in learning the Whistle spell. He thought for a moment and said, "Something that is unique, I guess."
"What a greedy man!" Eleanor smiled and took out another scroll.　
The scroll was brown in color and was enveloped in a glorious silver hue. When Eleanor brought it out, the atmosphere in the room seemed to have stagnated. Its magic presence was so overpowering that Link immediately felt his heart and mind grow heavy, as though he were pressured by an intangible force.
"This is?" Link did not expect a scroll to have such fearsome power.　　
"Do you know Bryant?" Eleanor smiled with pride, much like a sly fox who had successfully baited its prey. 　　
"Of course!" Almost all sentient beings in the world would have heard of his name. Why else would he be heralded as a Legendary Magician?
"This is the Scroll of Enlightenment that he had left behind. I can let you take a look at it in exchange for your Whistle spell," Eleanor offered.　　
"It's a deal!" Link agreed without any hesitation. 　　
Eleanor was not afraid that Link would run off with her Scroll of Enlightenment. She passed the scroll to Link and held out her pristine white hands, waiting for Link to pass the magic scroll containing his Whistle spell.　
Link handed over the scroll and opened the Scroll of Enlightenment almost immediately. The moment the scroll was opened, it was enveloped in a bright light and an intricate array of rune formations could be seen. The rune formation was formed from many shining light spheres, and each of the spheres was then formed by another complex set of runes.　
Link's attention was drawn to the shadows formed by the spheres. To be exact, they weren't even shadows, but runic spirals that were created by chaining tens of thousands of runes into a continuous line. It was a really advanced technique.
In the game, Link merely had to click read and wait for ten seconds before obtaining a permanent stats increase. However, in the real world, he had to study and understand the scroll before he could get the benefits. 　
Epic quality scroll discovered, do you wish to scan and record? The in-game system asked.　　
"Of course! Record now!" Link ordered. This was way too complicated for him to read in a short time. He would slowly take his time with the scroll in the future.　　
The game system was extremely efficient. Link felt like he was in trance and after a few seconds, he could recall almost every detail in the Scroll of Enlightenment.　
The moment he was done, the scroll was snatched from his hand. Eleanor said, "I only said for a while. You have already spent way too much time looking at it."　
Link stared at the scroll in Eleanor's hands and said, "You're pretty lucky to find that scroll."
"Naturally. But your luck is even better. You possess the most precious gift known to mankind, and that is magic talent." Eleanor spoke with a hint of envy in her voice.　
Link asked, "I heard that there is a total of six Scrolls of Enlightenment and combining the six of them will give you a Scroll of Revelation. Do you know exactly which scroll this is?"
At this moment, Eleanor was looking at the magic structure of the Whistle spell. She answered with her eyes still focused on Link's magic scroll, "You are quite knowledgeable. Yes, there are indeed six of them and mine should be the second one. If you can fully understand this scroll, your Mana Recovery speed will at least double."
However, she had only allowed him to take a quick look at the scroll, making it impossible for him to obtain any tangible benefits. On the other hand, she managed to learn a powerful Level-1 spell. It was a good trade.　　　　
As it was a Level-1 spell, the magic structure was pretty simple. However, it contained subtle ingenuity and ground-breaking imagination; Eleanor found it extremely fascinating.
She only looked up after a full 20 minutes and said, "This is the most beautifully crafted Level-1 spell I've ever seen. It is pure, clean yet powerful. In order to repay you, I will let you have another minute on my Scroll of Enlightenment. How much you can remember then depends on your capabilities."　
She then opened the scroll in front of Link. This time, Link studied the scroll carefully while verifying it with the image recorded by the game system. There were indeed no omissions, the game system captured every single detail perfectly.　　
It took a full three minutes before Link looked up, despite the original time limit of one minute. Eleanor looked at Link expectantly and said, "It has been three minutes. Shouldn't you give me something else in return?"
Exchanging a Level-1 spell for a Scroll of Enlightenment was an extremely good bargain. Link was in a good mood and chirped, "What do you want? I will do whatever I can to repay you."　　
"How about helping me craft an enchanted accessory? Something like the one you just showed your friend. The design is simply beautiful." Eleanor's eyes sparkled in anticipation.
She looked exactly like Eliard when he first saw the accessory. In fact, she looked even more excited and fanatical than him.　　
Link stared and Eleanor and thought, Despite her status as a Magician, the sight of intricate accessories does get her excited.　　
Link then recalled some certain classic jewelry designs that were popular on Earth and reprocessed them in his mind. After the design was optimized to his liking, he took out some materials and was ready to work.　
"Wait a minute; please use my materials."
Eleanor placed gold, thorium and a Cat's Eye Stone in front of Link.　　
The Cat's Eye Stone was the best conduit for secret magic and was extremely rare. Link took a look at the stone and said, "I do not know any secret spells and I won't be able to make full use of this rare stone. I do not want to waste such a high-quality material."
Eleanor hesitated for a moment before exchanging the Cat's Eye Stone or a fire crystal. The fire crystal had a pure luster and a layer of crimson fiery flame on it. It was much higher in quality than the one he snatched from the Magician Holmes.
"How about a fire elemental spell?"　　
"Is Flame Blast okay?" Link asked. It would be a waste to enchant a low-level spell on such a good quality material. He had to make good use of it.
"That would be great."　　
"Come back in a week." Unlike low-level accessories, high-level magic equipment will take a longer time to craft.　　
"I am expecting great things, Link," Eleanor said with a wink.　　
A shroud of grey mist enveloped her. When the mist dissipated, she had once again turned into a raven, flying out through the window soon after. 　　　
After she left, the encounter felt extremely surreal to Link. A moment ago, Link had still considered her as an enemy. Now, they had already become trading partners and he even obtained the knowledge of the second Scroll of Enlightenment out of this incredibly good bargain.　
If not for the spread of high-quality materials still laying in front of him, he would have thought it was all a dream.　　
"What a bizarre world," Link couldn't help but exclaim.


Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. 

It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. 

"Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?"

What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game.

"Bring it on!" Link answered confidently.

"Then, best of luck." 

And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

As for why that person use Narcissus as the flower on his design, she doesn't know.
The old man dissapeared without saying anything after he said that, and a door appeared on the wall in front of them.

Walking towards the door, she pushed it and walked outside. The moment she stepped outside, she can feel fresh air and hear water stream. 'Finally some fresh air' , she inhaled deeply. The labyrinth was the worst thing she ever had today. Fortunately, she found the right door.

Sitting on the grass, she closed her eyes and let the wind blow her hair. When was the last time she enjoy this kind of atmosphere? It's so unreal that make her hope that she will have a time like this again in her real life. She has been caged in her house since she was 11 years old.

 When she feels that she had enough, she opened her eyes and she's greeted by another pair of eyes. She feel breathless, his eyes just too clear and cold, too intimidating!
She never met someone like him, he can make her scared for a second just by seeing his eyes.

Clearing her throat, she asked him "Why are you still here?" . She know that it's impolite to ask someone with that question, but she doesn't have any choice.
The man raised his eyebrow, "Do you want me to leave?"
"Yes. There's nothing here anyway." , other than the beautiful scenery, there's nothing else here. Shouldn't he leave immediately? What's he waiting for?

"But i can't leave." , so he can't leave... Huh? What? He can't leave? But why? Many questions appeared in her mind, is this guy doesn't know about the scroll thing?
He seems to see through her mind and said "I can't leave with the scroll, it poofed right after the cooldown finished." He sounds so calm and doesn't show any panic.

They can't use any scroll, does that mean she needs to walk around this forest and find a way to get home? She will not believe it, no it must be a way, he must be joking. She tried to use the scroll, first try... nothing happen. Second try, the scroll poofed. Third try, the scroll poofed again. Last scroll and once again her scroll poofed.

(°ロ°) ! Oh My God, he's speaking the truth! They can't use any scroll! Such bad luck, she will beat that old man up if she see him next time! How dare he leave them in a random forest without knowing anything?!

She tried to check the map and see where are they right now, but she can only see a blank map with a big word in the middle of it "Hidden". Please stop with all these hidden words okay?!
She just walked to the man side and say "It seems like we need to work together to leave this forest, are you okay with that?" , she awkwardly said.

"I don't mind, i was thinking about that too earlier, having a smart companion is better than nothing" , he just nodded.
"Oh right what's your name again? I forgot" , if she remember it well, his name has some connection with her name, but what's it?
"Day Light." and he directly walk to the forest direction, leaving her alone.

What happens when you find out that you have lost everything when you come back? 
Fame, money, status and most importantly - your possession! And to make it even worse, what if is actually done by your loved one? 

This is the challenge Huan Li has to face after logging back into the game. After being betrayed by her boyfriend, she decides not to ever trust anyone! 

This is a story about a girl getting all her glory back and who knows, maybe even a significant other?

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