Due to an unknown event that led to the disappearance of several students in one of Toyko's prominent universities. Strange and powerful creatures began to appear from several areas, not only that, people began to develop some sort of power to help in fending of such creatures. This story takes place in a superhuman society, where everyone's got their own ability, and in they go to a school that takes said ability to train it, hone it to the best of it's power.

As human society drew closer to the adventuring, slaying and defeating monsters. Most humans steered away from the average everyday jobs because of strenuous requirements they had in comparison to the adventuring guild's requirements.

But there is an urban legend, spread across all of New York. And this legend is about the man who calls himself, the Post man.

Although the name sounds ridiculous, everyone knows these stories by heart. Because they are all real...

It was year 0, the mark of mankind, called Judgement Day, but it was not the coming of God’s wrath to execute those who sinned, but the mindless and deadly massacre of all humans.

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Immortals exist.

Be it the Vampires of Transylvania, or the Daoists of Kunlun. Immortals always left indelible trails of their legends in the mark of history.

However, faced with the technological advancement of mankind, even the long-living felt the need to lay low and hide behind the curtains of society.

The consequences of getting discovered was something that Claude personally experienced during the chaos of World War 3. And with his constitution being uniquely different even among other types of Immortals, what followed after was a life of experiments and imprisonment.

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Decades passed... People died and the war had ended.

Yet even after the experiments had stopped, no one was able to discover his existence that was trapped inside a World War 3 bunker.

Only after what seemed like an eternity later did the Heavens saw fit to free him from his cage. But to his surprise, what had greeted him was not the wasteland and nuclear winter he had expected the war to create.

No.

It was a vast expanse of extreme wilderness with overgrown trees and titan-like beasts roaming the Earth unobstructed. A land where humankind were once again at the mercy of nature.

"Humans... What have they done...?"

The car Kier was driving stopped when they neared the hardware store. Since they entered the town center it has been eerily peaceful, but otherwordly creatures such as insects from the thousand insect world and other mutant animals were roaming the outskirts of the town. 

"What's wrong?  Why'd you stop? We're almost there, " a pick-up truck pulled right next to them. 

"Something doesn't feel right, " Kier responded to Josh's question as his brows furrowed, seemingly in deep thought.

When they entered the town, alot of otherwordly insects and mutant animals attacked them yet they stopped chasing them once they entered the premise of the town center, as if they feared something or someone powerful in there. 

"What is it?" Yan Xiao asked.

"I think something doesn't feel right too. It's so peaceful and quiet," Sean surveyed the sorrounding and found it eerie. "Last night it was like a massacre and now... It's so peaceful," a shudder ran down his spine. 

Kier eyes flashed as he sense someone observing them using its spiritual power. Kier stealthily released his spiritual power and shaped it into a thin line - so as to not be discovered by the other party immediately -  and observed the humanoid figure near them. 

Scholarly zombie, a rank 2 Elite-class.

As the name suggests, the zombie is intelegent unlike other rank 2 and lower zombies since it is a spiritual type zombie. Scholarly zombies are the only zombies under rank 3 that is intelegent and can think properly. Its appearance also varies greatly compared to normal zombies. Its skin is clear with no signs of rotting, but very pale. 

Kier's brows furrowed deeply. How could a rank 2 appear? It has only been 2 days and there are already powerful creatures appearing. 

Further more, it's no ordinary rank 2. It's an Elite-class zombie.

As soon as the other party noticed that he was also being watched, it immediately retracted its spiritual power and escaped.

"Kier, I think we should just go back. It doesn't feel right," Yan Xiao nervously said. 

"What do you mean let's go back? I could already see the hardware store," Iso retorted. "And the gasoline that we used would only be for nothing," Josh added. 

"Shush, we're being followed," Kier said. 

"That's it,  we should just go back," Sean regretted that he didn't insist on not coming to this trip. 

Kier's suspicion have been confirmed by the scholarly zombie. He remembered what Sean and his friends told them. The town was filled with zombies and other mutants, yet when they entered the town they didn't encounter any zombies roaming the streets. There was only one explanation for that. 

The zombies have a leader.

"Josh, follow my car," Kier's tone was serious, making the group of people nervous. "A horde of zombie will be coming"

The group of people paled when they heard Kier's words. 

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Kier stopped his car at the center most of the town, at the tallest building which is a twenty-storey commercial building. 

He could sense the presence of humans inside it. 

They must be using it as a base since the building was relatively easy to defend. Although all sides of the building were open for the enemies to sorround and attack at all sides, the building was high giving it an advantage in sending attacks at high places. There's also only one entrance that they can barricade as soon as possible if an attack on them would be launched. 

Even if Kier and his group went to the outer area of the town right now to escape,  it was already sorrounded by a huge mob of zombies. They can only cooperate now with the people in the building. 

"Who are you?" A man who appeared to be in his mid-twenties appeared with a baseball bat in his hands. His clothes were white with the color of blood. He must've been studying medicine before the post-apocalyptic world. 

"We mean no harm," Kier said. He really didn't mean any harm since he will need their help in surviving the horde of zombies that will come once the sun has set. 

"Uncle Stephen!" Sean shouted as he run to 'Stephen' who was holding the baseball bat and hugged him tightly. 

Uncle Stephen is his only surviving family. He's the brother of his mother. They were seperated last night. He thought that he had died.

"Sean, I thought that you were dead! It's a good thing that you're still alive, " Stephen released a sigh of ease, as if a huge burden inside of him has been lifted and he checked the condition of his nephew. Seeing that his nephew was not hurt at all, he smiled. 

"It was all thanks to this big brothers," Sean introduced them all. 

Stephen thanked them and invited them inside the building. 

The inside of the building has a lingering smell of blood and death. There were still dried blood everywhere. It was evident that a huge struggle has happened here. 

"Stephen, it seems that you have found another group of survivors," Someone praised. 

"Welcome to all of you here! I am Andrew Tan, the leader here" An old man said as he approached the group with a huge smile. 

He was relieved to see more survivors. 

"We don't need useless guys here," A man in his early-twenties appeared. "If you guys are just another group of lazy people who only knows how to eat, then you're on your own, " the man coldly said. Their group were expanding almost every hour and their foods were not enough to sustain their group. Even if they rationed it, it will only last them for two days. 

Yan Xiao, Chen Young, Sean, Iso and Josh revealed a bit of their displeasure on the attitude of the man. Who cares about their food? They did not even consider joining their group. 

"Third, don't be rude. He's just like that but he is really kind," Andrew said with a look on hus face that say's 'I hope you understand'

Kier watch with amusement. He liked the character of the man named 'Third' in front of him and he could actually feel the energy of an awakened in the man. 

The man with the nasty personality is without a doubt an awakened. 

"There must be a misunderstanding," Yan Xiao glanced at Third, "We're not here to join you," Yan Xiao said, not joining the rude man in his conversation. "We're here to warn you guys." Yan Xiao looked at Kier to explain the situation since he was the one who knows it best. 

Andrew Tan and his group saw the grave expression of the newcomers and their hearts skipped a bit. They could feel the tension and seriousness of the atmosphere. 

"We're already sorrounded... There's a horde of zombies marching towards us. We need your cooperation if we all want to survive."

Darkness slowly krept, as it swallowed the whole sky. The onlookers did not know what was happening.

"The apocalypse is coming"

a myriad of cracks appeared at the dark sky with blinding light, accompanied by a series of thunder. They saw the sky at the city slowly growing and growing, while the crack of the sky up above them were slowly mending. 

Kier Durante went back in time two days before the apocalypse.


[WARNING⚠] First story and English is not my native tongue.

I'am 16 years old and inexperienced. Please do not expect too much from me

In his previous life, Yang Tian was in F City which was also under attack. The number of mutated beasts and otherworld creatures within the city was much more than the countryside. To begin with, just the number of rats within the sewers were countless. After the rats mutated, they turned into a terrifying force.

Yang Tian remembered that a Rank 6 Rat King had appeared from the sewers of F City, controlling many mutated rats. It not only targeted humans but also otherworld creatures as well. However, the Rat King did not die because of humans, but from offending a Lord Rank Steel Wing Bug. The Steel Wing Bug King controlled all the insects within F city and sent them underground to wipe out all the mutated rats living there. The Rat King also turned into food for the Steel Wing Bug King in the end.

For people like Hu Jun and his classmate that had just awakened their abilities, they were classified as Rank 1 Lifeforms. After that was Rank 2, Rank 3… to Rank 7. After Rank 7, was Lord Rank, Epic Rank, Legendary Rank, God Rank.

Yang Tian was a Legendary Rank Beast Tamer in his previous life and was also the number one Beast Tamer of the Celestial Empire. In terms of global ranking, Yang Tian could also be placed in the top three.

However, no one would have expected that a Legendary Beast Tamer, would die inside a dark mountain cave.

Yang Tian relied on a Rank 3 Beast Tamer's inheritance to step by step clawed his way up before he obtained the power of a Legendary Beast Tamer. However, what exactly did he experienced and went through in between, no one knew.

By the time everyone saw Yang Tian again, he was already a Legendary Beast Tamer. Under him, was the powerful Bone Dragon, terrifying Death Knight, huge Sky Reacher Bear, strange Six-Wing Devil Snake… and all sorts of other powerful monsters. When everyone thought that a messiah had appeared, he raised his butcher knife and destroyed one city after the other. No matter if they were human or otherworld lifeforms, they would all be massacred by Yang Tian.

Within a day, Yang Tian extinguished five cities. From then onwards, all human forces viewed Yang Tian as a poisonous tumor which they constantly wanted to eliminate. The otherworld lifeforms as well, have blacklisted Yang Tian, placing him under the list of Must-Kill individuals.

However, being a Legendary Beast Tamer, how were they able to easily kill Yang Tian? Simply the creatures that he has tamed was enough to deter anyone from thinking of finding trouble with Yang Tian.

The humans knew that Yang Tian started a massacre, yet no one knew why he did that.

In this life, I will kill everyone who had harmed me.

Night descends, the dangers during the night was also much higher than in the day, many creatures would only start their activity at night. During the night, Yang Tian was also more cautious than usual.

Yang Tian first kept the meat that he sundried in the day, most creatures that forage at night have a keen sense of smell. Meat jerkies would emit some amount of fragrance, so to be safe, it was best that he stores them away.


Food was indispensable during the Post-Apocalyptic Era and Yang Tian had only eaten a bit of bug meat the entire day. He had consumed quite a bit of stamina during the fight with the Acid Bugs. Therefore, while keeping the meat jerkies, Yang Tian also ate a few pork jerkies to replenish his stamina.

During the night, the mutated pig was also on full alert. Animals possessed the ability to sense danger and the mutated pig knew the dangers of the night. It kept itself on peak condition in preparation to face any dangers that might appear.

The manor has a five-meter wall surrounding it, in the later part, this wall would certainly not be enough to block the attacks of otherworld creatures. After he becomes a Beast Tamer, he needs to tame a powerful Vine-Type plant and use it to protect the manor.

He could also… borrow the power of the manor.

Yang Tian's manor was not an ordinary one during the Post-Apocalyptic Era. Not only will humans obtained abilities after interacting with the blood rain that would fall on the third day of the Post-Apocalyptic Era. Some famous landmarks and structures would also experience a change. The Pigeon Nest of B City, for example, will turn into an assembly point for flying creatures. One of these creatures was the Purple Crystal Winged Insect. Despite being an entity from the Insect World, the Purple Crystal Winged Insect was not controlled by it.

Otherworld creatures would normally be under the control of the world they came from. However, otherworld creatures that appeared in these special places would not be affected by their homeworlds, let alone following their commands.

And Yang Tian's manor belonged to such a type of special construct, the manor in his previous life had turned into an assembly point for plant creatures. The one that occupied the manor was an ordinary Rank 3 Creeper Plant, but after it occupied the manor, it managed to reach Epic Rank within a short period. The manor also became the only assembly point for plant creatures and one of the peak forces during the Post-Apocalyptic Era.

After Yang Tian became a Legendary Beast Tamer in his previous life, he managed to attack and occupy an assembly point as well. That assembly point was able to summon creatures, turning him into a type of summoner, all creatures that were summoned through that assembly point would be under his control. The strength of the beings summoned would be based on the mental power of the summoner.

Yang Tian had tried summoning but found out that the assembly point was only able to summon up to Epic Rank creatures. In the end, Yang Tian gave up on summoning creatures. He had wanted to recapture his manor, but human forces and otherworld lifeforms have started to restrict all of Yang Tian's progress.

In the end, Yang Tian gave up on the assembly point as well.

After being the public enemy of the Celestial Empire, he would become an easy target whenever he settled at one place. Compared to defending the Assembly Point, he would rather roam around the land alone.

However, in this life, Yang Tian urgently requires the assistance of the manor. He was no longer a Legendary Beast Tamer, he needs the manor's ability to strengthen himself.

Flap Flap Flap

A series of flapping sounds were heard coming from the sky.

Nightwalker Bat

A creature that lives in groups and mutated from bats of Earth. During the day they would hide inside their cave, only coming out at night to forage food. Their favorite food was human flesh and blood. Therefore, humans were always their first choice when they were out foraging.

Nightwalker bats are Rank 1 mutated beasts, their attacking skill is Disorienting Soundwave. Once struck by a Disorienting Soundwave, you will experience a long period of disorientation, easily becoming food for the Nightwalker Bat. Also, as they move in a group, even Rank 3 creatures would not dare to clash with them.

Yang Tian immediately retrieved a bottle of coke and poured it over himself. Coke was very effective at hiding the scent of the body, just that this method was slightly too extravagant.

The Nightwalker Bats flew passed the manor, heading towards another place. Yang Tian sighed in relief, with his current abilities, only death awaits him if he got entangled with those Nightwalker Bats.

Just as Yang Tian sighed, a scream was heard outside the manor.

"Ahhhh"

Yang Tian was able to notice who they were. It was the students from earlier on, they did not leave but hid somewhere near the manor instead.

They originally did leave, but when they saw the terrifying creatures roaming outside, they shrunk back and returned. Even though Hu Jun and Lee Si Kai have awoken abilities, they still did not dare to face those huge creatures.



They had always assumed that the school would send rescue once they noticed that they were missing. However, they did not know that the school's current situation was likely even worse than them.

The Nightwalker bats became reapers that harvest their lives, their blood-curdling screams could even reach Yang Tian who was inside the manor.

Not even a ripple appeared within Yang Tian's heart, this situation was simply too common during the Post-Apocalyptic Era.

link of the rest chapters are given in the last chapter ..


Yang Tian, a Legendary Beast Tamer who tamed Legendary Monsters such as the Six-Wing Purple Gold Lion, the Undead Lich, and the Thousand Feet Ghost Vine has returned to three days before the Post-Apocalyptic Era begins.

The Returner Yang Tian wants to make up for the regrets he had in his previous life, while the unfamiliar yet familiar manor was once again back in his hands.

Picked up a Mera Mera Devil Fruit from the One Piece world. After eating the fruit, would he be able to devour a Heavenly Flame from the Battle Through the Heavens world? What? Brand, The Burning Vengeance from the League of Legends world came to Earth, he is here to devour the Heavenly Flame?

P.S.-(This novel is not mine . Since, this novel is not on the webnovel, I am just spreading it.)

Using the Special Ability of the manor to summon Diao Chan from the Dynasty Warriors world and Bulma from the Dragon Ball world to form a team.

See how Yang Tian rise once again to his peak in the Post-Apocalyptic Era.

Ah? Brother Yang Tian, how come a One-Thousand Year Spirit Ring appeared.

"Let's take them inside."

John offered after a long drawn out pause he availed himself of to reorganize his scrambled thoughts.

It was unexpected, yes, considering that they had no desire to make them awaken this soon, but even he realized the dire conditions they found themselves entangled in. Especially after he saw what would have unfolded had they not intervened as soon as they heard the screams, and although Frank did his best, he was not keen on putting Sarah's wellbeing on his hands. It was safer for them to have reliable means to defend themselves with.

Nodding to his older friend, Stephen scooped Frank's heavy body up with surprising ease and nested him upon his shoulder before he trotted inside their gloomy shelter, followed by a cheerful Natasha who sported a rather disturbing grin on her face as she helped them drag Daphne along, her amethyst eyes glowing in glee and anticipation.

Carefully bracing their sleeping friends against the wall, they waited for what was to come as they propped a few goblins to the ground. The wind rushed across the foliage and underbrush, rustles noise seeped through the cave, faltering lights flashed amongst the billowing dark clouds, periodically rumbling. They were used to such apocalyptic weathers, living there for a week, they learned how to appreciate and bask in the dangerous beauty of nature.

Stephen noticed John shuffling restlessly, his fingers drumming on his thigh, "Are you still angry?" he queried after approaching the older man, the latter's Encore Power was leaking, something he learned to perceive only after he grasped how to communicate and manipulate his own.

"Of course I am... I'm losing my composure, so unbefitting of me..."

"Hmm..." Stephen squinted his eyes, a smirk on his face, "You sure care about Sarah..." he leaned his back against a large rock, his legs stretched on the ground.

"She... she reminds me of someone I used to hold dear..." John responded subconsciously, his eyes staring in the distance, "Heh, I swear she's her spitting image... but that's far in the past, I was stupid and reckless, I thought I would have never regretted but..." he chuckled self-deprecatingly, "But her face still haunts me..." he finished with an emotional sigh, taking a quick glimpse at the younger man's expression from the corner of his eyes, "If only I could turn back time..." he gazed up, memories flashing through his eyes as his lips curled upwards in a fond smile.

Stephen remained silent, not wanting to pry into John's secrets without thereof consent.

"Do you think there's a goblin settlement somewhere near here?" John suddenly inquired, the temperature of his tone dropping, "They've been frolicking around here recently..." his brow furrowed.

"I'm sure there is, the way they were armed and organized didn't hint at them being stray goblins," Stephen offered helpfully, "They should be perching either Nort-West or Nort-East from here."

"How are you so sure?"

"If we keep going North from here we'd meet up with those monsters, and albeit the goblins are not a particularly intelligent species, they should still be wary of such a strong leakage of Encore Power." Stephen concluded, "North should be an off-limits place for them, which leaves us with West and East, we haven't patrolled those places yet, so it's hard to say, or South, but considering that they've been approaching us from North it's highly unlikely, although not entirely impossible." he mused aloud.

"I see... we should check those areas out." John proposed, "And if we find them..." he narrowed his eyes, "We'll kill them."

"A goblin extermination, huh? I'm in." Stephen cackled, his voice enshrouded in foretaste, "I hope we'll gain something good out of killing them though."

"Even if we don't it wouldn't matter, the important thing is to get rid of them, thoroughly." John asserted in a firm voice, "When they wake up," he hinted with his eyes towards their unconscious groupmates, "We'll immediately depart, is that okay with you?"

"Sure thing mate."

Stephen flashed him a grin as he noticed a giddy Natasha overlooking their sleeping comrades with a huge smile on her face, she sat cross-legged with her hands huddled together in the hollow of her lap, her back resting against the wall, her unblinking eyes fixed on the girls.

"Hey Evil Natasha, what are you up to?" he called out curiously, bolstering one knee up, whereupon he lazily rested his arm on.

"Evil?" the red-haired woman was confused as she arched up one eyebrow.

"Yup. You're the evil side of Natasha, thus Evil Natasha, I know, it doesn't make much sense, but who cares." he ended with a shrug.

She burst in a fit of giggles, eyeing him up and down, "In my defense, I'm not evil, Steph, just a bit... unrestrained." she drawled the last word with a cackle, "And you should pay attention to what's about to happen, I'm pretty sure it'll leave you... dumbstruck." she winked at him before she resumed her previously endeavor.

Stephen glanced back at John, "They're awakening? I thought it would have taken a few hours." he wondered in a blasé timbre, not really caring of the timespan it took them to wake up, "Maybe it's different for everyone?"

"It's hard to say how much we've been out for, Stephen, our phones were already dead by then." John analyzed, "We could have been unconscious for hours or only thirty minutes." he stood up when he noticed Frank stirring awake, his eyes fluttering open, "Frank, how are you feeling?"

"Oh? Oh... Ah, hey John, I feel like I just had the most amazing sex of my life..." the potbellied man chuckled as he massaged his throbbing head, "Coupled with a post-hangover headache, huh." he then twitched his nose, "Hey guys... is there some rabbit meat left? I'm starving." he scrambled to his feet while licking his lips, "Hey..." his eyes suddenly perked up, "My wound! It's healed! Look! Just look at me! haha!" he bounced around enthusiastically whilst pointing at his belly.

"Yes, Franky, you're healed, congratulations." Stephen dusted himself, "And here's your meal." he threw a goblin by its leg at a surprised Frank, "Bon appetit."

"I have to eat... this?" Frank blinked, however, his stomach growled in happiness at the sight of trickling gore, "I mean... it doesn't look that bad, does it?" he was split, one side of him wanted to quickly gobble the creature down while the other was appalled by what the former side was craving.

"Just go for it." Natasha advised, not taking her eyes off of the girls, "Just leave a rib for me, 'kay?"

"Uh huh."

Frank dumbly nodded before he cautiously prodded the goblin, confirming it was dead. Crouching down, he felt a weird tingle on his canines. Wrinkling his nose, he propped the creature's head up and sunk his growing teeth into its flesh, blood flowing down from the holes as he tore a chunk of meat off.

"Tasty?" Stephen asked in amusement.

The potbellied man grunted in approval. He kept munching more meat out of the corpse, meanwhile, his originally black eyes altered into deep crimson ones, "This is fucking good." he uttered out after swallowing a slab of meat, licking the remains off of his smacking lips.

John peered over the other side, impatiently waiting for Sarah to open her eyes, which she did not long after with a sudden intake of air, her body violently jerking up.

"Sarah!" he scurried over, "Hey... are you alright?" he scanned her, breathing in relief when he didn't spot anything abnormal, however, he did notice that her eyes were of the same color as Natasha's, deep amethyst pools you could lose yourself in, "You..." he was at loss of words when he beheld the mischievous expression she was donning as she met his gaze.

"Hey there." she stretched her arms up, bulging her prominent chest out to his eyes, "I'm... more than fine, John, and... could you please be so kind as to bring me something to eat, please?" she stuck out her bottom lip, a few strands of blonde hair draping over her right eye, endowing her an innocent yet sexy look.

John stared dazedly at her before furiously shaking his up and down like a chicken pecking on grains, "Yes..." he quickly seized a goblin and brought it to her just as Natasha hustled closer and chided her with a playful smirk.

"Now Sarah, it's not good to use your charm to boss people around."

"Shush you, Evil Natasha, as if I forgot what happened before, you were literally lazing off whilst I was disposing of the goblins." Stephen piped in with a snort, eliciting the red-haired Predator to wrinkle her nose disgruntledly at him, "And... holy hell, Sarah, did you go through puberty while you were asleep?" he laughed at the blond-haired girl, though on the inside he was vastly taken off by her sudden change, so reminiscent of Natasha.

Actually, it was so abrupt that John was left speechless, and albeit Frank was still indulging himself he periodically stole glimpses at her, utterly puzzled.

"Very funny, Stephen, and..." she looked down at the apparent food she had to eat, "Isn't there something more... good-looking?" she curled her small nose in disgust at the goblin's disfigured features, however, the smell it was emitting was appetizing so she didn't particularly care, she complained just for the sake of doing it.

"Good-looking?" John dumbly parroted with a frown, "We ran out of rabbits but... I should be able to find some of them pretty quick." just as he was about to bustle out of the cave Natasha stopped him with a giggle.

"She's messing with you."

"..." John looked exasperated and embarrassed.

Natasha wagged her head as she chastised the younger woman with a sigh, "Stop whining and eat." she said, prompting Sarah to smile at John before she herself started mimicking Frank's endeavor, albeit not as uncouth as him.

"Now I know why you said I would've been dumbstruck," Stephen said after waltzing next to her, "She's got the same attitude as you, will Daphne behave just the same?" he inquired.

"Oh, my dear Stephen," she covered her mouth with the back of her hand to stifle an amused chuckle, "I'm not as evil as you entitled me as, and neither are they." she pointed at Sarah and Daphne who was slowly standing up, "I don't know how to properly explain it but..." she took on a cute thinking pose, her fingers tapping on her chin, "... it's like you stop feeling shame over your actions, no, more like you don't give a fuck..." she grinned, "Stop squeezing your handsome little head over it," she poked his cheek, "Just enjoy the freedom."

She winked at him before - not forgetting to grab the last dead goblin - sauntering towards a confused Daphne, "How are you?" she locked her purple eyes with her's, "Dinner is ready, I hope you're hungry."

"I feel funny..." Daphne muttered softly, taking a deep soothing breath, queerly surveying her surroundings, "They're... eating those creatures?" she asked dumbfoundedly, and much to her rising surprise, the sight of blood wasn't as loathsome as before, instead, it was appealing and inviting, as if the smell itself was beckoning to her with its sweet hand of temptation.

"Ah yes, don't worry, you have your share too." she hurled the content in her hand onto the ground, near her feet, "Dig in."

Daphne seemed a bit reluctant but started eating nonetheless, her hunger was aching for what was in front of her, so, not managing to suppress her unspoken desire, she sunk her teeth into the dead creature's neck, her eyes glowing in jubilation at the newfound taste that was coating her tongue, lighting up her tastebuds.

"Well... that's peculiar... isn't it?" Stephen observed with a simper after he quietly sat down next to John, "They're behaving so out of character, is that because they're females or something? Maybe being a Predator messed up their estrogens or some other chemical shit I'm unaware of?" he threw his hands in the air, "Ah fuck it, I'm not smart enough for this shit..." he glimpsed at John who was still coming up with terms that Sarah was not as shy and withdrawn as before, "John?"

"Y-yes?" the older man stiffened and stuttered out.

"What's up, worried about your little sweetheart?"

"She's not my sweetheart, Stephen!"

"Your eyes are glued onto her ass, John..."

"..."

"Oh gosh, don't make that face, I was kidding, although I wouldn't have cared a damn whit if you had anything going on with her, age matters very little... moreover..." Stephen cackled after seeing his comrade's rigid and embarrassed face, before he continued in a more subdued tone, "... nobody would ever find out."

"Let's not talk about this..." John ran a hand through his messy hair, "I'm just a bit put out... this place is indeed changing us, and I still don't know if it's for the better or the worse." he leaned his back against the ragged wall, "But these powers are helping us survive." he ended with a troubled sigh.

"They indeed are." Stephen propped his chin up, bracing his elbow upon his other arm for leverage, "Either way, they have awakened, our survival ratio skyrocketed now that we can fight en group." he scanned the entourage of women plus Frank, whilst narrowing his eyes, a pleasant smile etched on his face, "Let's give them the time to absorb their changes and then..." he shifted his gaze to John, his crimson eyes lighting up, "... we'll head out and have a good time hunting goblins."

Stephen, a power-hungry forsaken man, awakens in a place he knows nothing of, alongside a bunch of strangers. His stay in this phantasmagorical world will lead to disturbing discoveries, and as he keeps on surviving, the line between right and wrong becomes more and more blurred. In a world where power is the bedrock of society, what if he shed a bit of blood for his goals? Thrilling adventures, outlandish races, endless power at his fingertips, nothing will ever be the same again to him. Aiming to become unrivaled, he'll do anything necessary to become the ultimate existence.

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"Will it be okay for me to go to his office?"
"Yes, it should be fine as the sun has gone down."
Carl immediately regretted saying that but, thankfully, Rubica didn't seem to care about what he had just said.
"Okay then, I will bring him the tea."
Rubica wanted to go to Edgar for today. Normally, he always came to her, so it would be nice to make a change to that. Plus, she had fallen asleep too quickly last night, and they didn't have the time to speak. Right now, she wanted to talk about what was going to happen in the close future and about Zilehan with Edgar.
However, when they arrived in front of Edgar's office, they saw the door was wide open. The duke was not there.
"Where's Edgar?"
"Where's the duke?"
They both asked in surprise, and a servant answered them calmly.
"He just left in a hurry with Sir Stephen and the guards."
It seemed like Edgar had left to avoid the fuss. Rubica did want him to leave for the king's castle to escape from those vermin-like relatives, but there hadn't been any need to leave so early. He could have talked with her and leave tomorrow morning.
Rubica went back to her room, somewhat disappointed. She was going to have her dinner alone, and she really hated it. If Edgar had had any conscience, he should have at least had dinner with her.
 
***
 
Zilehan kept sighing in his rent carriage on his way home. He had been humiliated so much, being dragged out by the knights. Something like that had never happened to him, and it had been ordered by a girl who was much younger than him.
'Oh, why did I agree to this marriage?'
If Rubica had been from a family of high rank, at least he wouldn't have felt so humiliated. He was confident in his wits, but he hadn't known Rubica would be able to defeat him like that by using the guards.
'There must be a way to make things right. Of course, there is.'
Although he admitted he had been rude, Rubica immediately kicking him out like that had been wrong as well, even if it had been just. It didn't make sense, but he really thought so. A woman's biggest virtue was kindness, so Zilehan made plans to spread rumors about how she wasn't kind.
'And she's about to give birth to her baby. I can tell people the gods will be mad at the baby if the mother keeps behaving like that.'
The carriage arrived at his mansion while he was thinking. His home was quite far from Claymore Mansion and it was already getting dark. His wife came out before he opened the door.
"Oh, Zilehan."
Then, she lowered her voice and whispered, "The duke is here."
"What? Edgar has come here?"
The duke had ignored him when he was demanding to see him in front of his office, and now he had come here? Zilehan was shocked. How did Edgar come even faster than him?
He saw the splendid carriage standing in front of his house only then. He hadn't noticed it as its lights were all out, but it was a mana stone carriage.
"Okay, okay. Where is he now? Did you properly lead him to the reception room?"
"Of course. I came out here because I worried you would yell as you come in like the usual."
"Thank you."
Zilehan rubbed his hands. Now he had a chance to talk to the duke in private. It was good. Maybe the duke was easier to control than his wife. He hated being bothered and Zilehan had already used that a couple of times. The duke could back off if he showed how he was going to cling onto the duchess and bother them. He was supposed to do at least that much for his beloved wife.
Zilehan hurried to the reception room and saw Edgar sitting on the leather sofa. He didn't move when seeing Zilehan come in, he just moved his eyes to look at him. He didn't get up even though the master of the house was here. He even brought an armed guard with him. Zilehan frowned at seeing that since it was rude to bring an armed guard into the reception room.
"Lord Zilehan, you must have been enjoying too much your life that you even sought for trouble."
The duke spoke harshly, but Zilehan wasn't surprised much. The duke had always been harsh with words, probably to balance his beautiful face. Many were drawn to his handsome appearance and hurt by his merciless words. Zilehan had already gone past that at the age of 20, so he smiled heartily.
"All thanks to your generosity, my boy."
Zilehan was a Claymore relative and distant uncle to Edgar. Although he called Edgar Your Grace on formal occasions, he could speak comfortably to him in private.
"Say that again."
Edgar undid his crossed legs and ordered arrogantly. Zilehan blinked, unable to know what was going on.
"All thanks to you, my…"
Zilehan couldn't finish that. The guard came and stroke his belly.
"You are being rude to the duke."
He spoke emotionlessly and then went back to his post. Zilehan shook in rage. He had just been humiliated by the duchess, and now Edgar was humiliating him. Why were they doing this to him?
"What have I done that you are doing this to me?"
"It's Your Grace."
The guard warned again. Zilehan wanted to yell he was the duke's distant uncle, but he didn't. The pain in his belly hadn't faded yet.
"Your Grace, why are you doing this to me?"
"I think you know why."
Edgar reclined on the comfy sofa. His every move was so elegant.
"This sofa is quite comfortable. I guess it's made of expensive leather. You have decorated your table with glassware and all the vases in this room are from Sharman."
Even though they were all less expensive compared to the things that decorated the Claymore Mansion, they were all expensive luxurious goods. And there were two cases when it came to owning such a bunch of expensive goods. Either the owner of the house had lots and lots of money, or his money came from the wrong place and had to be washed. Zilehan's case was the latter.
"Stephen, you have the strongest arms, right?"
Edgar asked Stephen right next to him. He was Claymore's guard captain and had a tall height and great muscles. He answered in a low and strong voice that had enchanted many girls.
"Your Grace, I am stronger than anyone in this room."
Edgar smiled satisfactorily to that. His guard captain was good at his job, but he also knew how to make his master feel good at such occasions. Edgar picked a document on Zilehan's table and handed it to Stephen.
"Then it would be better to have you do it than to do it myself. Please."
"Yes, Your Grace."
Stephen took the document and went to Zilehan who stepped back at the knight's threatening gesture. He hadn't been able to understand their conversation, but he had an instinctive fear.
Slap!
Soon the document slapped his cheek with great speed. It felt so painful that he couldn't believe he had just been hit by the papers. What had he done to be humiliated like this? Zilehan looked at the papers as they fell down slowly.
'Oh no!'
He forgot about his pain and gathered the papers. They were detailed records of how he had embezzled money until now. Each line was a good proof. If that had been all, he wouldn't have been so terrified. He could have pleaded to Edgar and be forgiven. He was his relative, after all. However, it was written at the end of it that the matter was to be reported to the king.
"Ed… Your Grace! If you report this to the king, I'm not the only one who will pay. It will be diminishing Claymore's honor."
Edgar looked at him with emotionless eyes. Zilehan, who he didn't even want to call uncle now, was good at talking. That was bothering, but it was of good use from time to time. That was why he had turned a blind eye on his embezzlement till now. Although he did embezzle money, he knew to what extent he could do it, and Claymore's financial status was strong enough to not be shaken by that.
"Lord Zilehan, I would have believed what you are saying before."
Edgar's blue eyes glistened dangerously.
"But not anymore. You have messed up with someone you shouldn't have touched."
Zilehan didn't have to ask to know who that someone was, but he hadn't known Edgar would react like this. He was always calm and rational, so Zilehan hadn't known he could be so sensitive.
"I only gave the advice I should give as a retainer…"
"I didn't know Claymore's retainers had the right to humiliate my wife."
Zilehan wasn't that good at sitting down and fighting complicated math problems, but he was quite good at shallow schemes and adapting to circumstances. As most Claymores were scholars like Lord Sesar, his characteristic was quite helpful. Edgar assigned him matters related to money. Even though he did embezzle, he always gained the family more than he took for himself. When Edgar assigned what Zilehan usually handled to clean, honest and honorable men, they ended up giving up or messing the whole business up, not being able to tolerate injustice.

How much money must I spent for you to divorce me!?

Rubika dies in a war without being able to confess her love for Arman but is instead sent back in time.

A new life, she will not live in vain

But what are these new obstacles?

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© Jeonryeongga 2018 / D&C MEDIA 

The amazingly handsome, rich and powerful Duke Claymore wants to marry her!?

The recruitment ads that they released recently were divided into two different types, one for workers who were willing to come here to do a job, and one for the residents of this new base. The people who wanted to change their environment were welcome to join the new base. 
Except for the ones who harbored evil intentions, or people like post-apocalyptic robbers, the new base would accept almost all sorts of applicants. And of course, the ones who chose to join the new base would be paid well. 
The new residents of the base would be put in the positions which fit their contributions to the base.
That was a common rule in all bases.
"Did anything happen to Miss. Lu?" Mrs. Lin asked with concern.
Lin Wenwen smiled and responded, "She should be fine. Ugh, I want to tell you about what happened in Sea City Base yesterday."
Hearing that, the others immediately turned to her with curiosity. Only Mrs. Lin showed a trace of worry on her face. However, she didn't ask any further question, but walked into the lobby with the others. 
Yuan Tianxing said to Chen Yuting and Lin Feng, "Yesterday in Sea City Base, Yang Chao and his people were destroyed by Chief Wu and Chief Zou. Yang Chao died." 
Chen Yuting and the others who had just walked into the lobby all froze when they heard that, gazing at Yuan Tianxing in disbelief. 
"What? He died? How did that happen so suddenly? Our Chief wasn't ready to take action, was he?" Chen Yuting asked with surprise.
Yuan Tianxing responded while walking straight to the few clean couches in the lobby, "In fact, something happened the day you guys left. Because of that, Chief Wu quickly launched a counter strike. All that happened was also the result of some troublemaker's deeds." 
While speaking, he laughed with a complicated expression.
Chen Yuting and the others curiously surrounded him. "Tell us what exactly happened there!"
Yuan Tianxing said, "That night, one of Yang Chao's Deputy Chief died. The man named Piao Gecang was bitten by a zombie that came from nowhere. After that, he went to the research institute of Sea City Base for some reason, and started a fight against some people in the research institute. At last, some other guy killed him. One researcher died as well."
Hearing Piao Gecang's name, Chen Yuting paused for a second. But soon, he stared at Yuan Tianxing in shock and said, "What did you say? Piao Gecang died?"
That man had given him a hard time not long ago. At that time, Chen Yuting didn't know that the latter was the man who caused his Jen's death yet. He was only surprised because that man who had troubled him not long ago was suddenly dead.
Yuan Tianxing said, "Yeah! More than two people died that night. Yang Chao's sister, Yang Yan also died."
"Eh? Wasn't she who encouraged her son to harass Wenwen? She died as well? Who killed her?" Lin Feng asked.
The others quickly glanced at Lin Wenwen.
Yuan Tianxing also gave Lin Wenwen a glance when answering the question, "Miss. Lu said that she did it. But, I heard that Yang Yuan's head and arm were bitten off by some kind of beast, and that she died very miserably! None of her people saw how she died."
Lin Feng and the others glanced at each other in shock. "Miss. Lu? How come she's involved in it too?"
"We're not sure," said Yuan Tianxing, "But that's what she said. She also found that a level-seven superpowered man on Yang Chao's side had been hiding in Sea City Base. Next day at the meeting of all the senior base administrators, they started the war. What caused the war was that Yang Chao had run some kind of virus experiment with hundreds of people from Sea City Base, and gotten them all killed. Some of his subordinates were infected as well. At last, they all became half-zombie, half-human monsters, and ended up being killed." 
"Are you saying that he ran experiments on live human beings? My God!" Mrs. Lin exclaimed. 
After the apocalypse, the world had become sparsely populated. However, Yang Chao actually ran experiments on healthy people. That was truly insane! Also, judging by Yuan Tianxing's words, those people didn't volunteer, but were all forced. 
Yuan Tianxing nodded and continued, "Yang Chao thought no one knew about his secret experiment. However, Chief had collected all the information about it since long ago. So on that day, he uncovered it and joined hands with the other leader of Sea City Base to banish Yang Chao." 
Chen Yuting wore an angry face. Hearing Yuan Tianxing say that Yang Chao was only banished, he asked with discontentment, "Why did they only banish him? His kind of people should be destroyed!" 
His Jen was also injected with the zombie virus, and now, he learned that Yang Chao and his people had been hurting more innocent people in that way.
Yuan Tianxing shook his head and explained, "They banished him, so he wasn't a base leader anymore. That was only the first step. The second step was the key… He was executed for murdering hundreds of people. That was an explanation to the people in the base." 
Chen Yuting calmed down slightly after hearing that. "You're right…"
"Captain Chen, you don't need to be angry," said Lin Feng, "As Tianxing said, Yang Chao has died. All the people who deserved death are already dead." 
After comforting Chen Yuting, Lin Feng continued, "And then? What happened at last?"
"At last, Yang Chao became a monster," said Yuan Tianxing, "Chief Wu and a few others killed him joint-handedly. But, I heard that the man who was there to help him ran away upon realizing that the situation was unfavorable."
"Eh? He ran away? Yang Chao must be so angry about it," said Mrs. Lin with surprise. 
Yuan Tianxing smilingly nodded and said, "Perhaps. We weren't on the scene, so we don't know how he reacted."
The others glanced at each other. Picturing what happened at that time, they all wanted to laugh.
"Where did he find such an unreliable help? Who is that man?" Mrs. Lin laughed at first, then asked.
"Miss. Lu said that he's a post-apocalyptic robber," said Lin Wenwen.
"Post-apocalyptic robber? Yang Chao was really insane. He not only turned himself into a monster, but also ganged up with a robber from the outside. He could really do anything," Mrs. Lin sighed. 
Yuan Tianxing suddenly thought of something. "Speaking of that post-apocalyptic robber," he said with a serious face, "we need to be careful. Miss. Lu said that he had watched us for a whole night. His target should be Wenwen. Now, Yang Chao has died, and he has escaped. But still, he's a robber. We can't tell for sure if he'll keep following us."
Hearing that a level-seven post-apocalyptic robber might be targeting them, all Lin Family people turned vigilant.
"That's possible! Post-apocalyptic robbers are all vengeful. They'll do whatever they can to get whatever they want. We'll be in serious troubles if he has his eyes on us!" Lin Feng wore a grim look as well. 


Lin Qiao remembers nothing from the past five years since the post-apocalyptic era began. She wakes up only to find herself having become a newborn, superpowered zombie, in a body that used to belong to an evil and notorious woman!

Having kidnapped a girl and raped her father, the previous host met her demise at the very hands of the conspiracies she courted all her life, leaving Lin Qiao no choice but to deal with the consequences while trying to figure out her own past and the fate of her loved ones. 

As for the little girl’s father, can’t he just have a decent fight? He’s a human being, but why is he biting a zombie? She’s the zombie! She’s the one who’s supposed to bite! 

He grabbed her hips and started to meet each thrust of her own with a counter. Due to her wish, he no longer felt the need to cum so pressingly, and he could enjoy their coupling and the sensations it created.

Grace was a goner, on the other hand. She hit her first orgasm shortly after, with her hands combing through her long brown hair, and her mouth falling completely open with a loud moan.

"Oh, yes, STEPHEN.. oh Stephen, I'm CUMMING!" She squealed, stiffening at first, and then riding out the wave. Stephen felt the sudden onset of her juices coating his lower half, loving the feel of the slick and warm wetness that pulsed out of her body. 

Grace wasn't down for very long until she started to repeat her piston like riding against him. Stephen was determined to meet every single thrust with one hard one of his own, eventually using his hands against her ass to hold her in place and let him pound the next orgasm out of her. Grace willingly let him take over the rhythm, and she began to moan at every successive thrust.

"Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck yes, Stephen! Pound me just like that," she mewled, with one hand grabbing her tits and gently pinching her nipples.

He took the cue from her and reached up to find her other nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He sucked on it hard, putting real pressure on the nipple, which was just enough of a trigger she needed to send her over the edge again.

"Stephen, I'm cumming again on your perfect cock!" She shouted, and he felt the sudden rush of wetness yet again as she collapsed against his chest, body spasming in beautiful agony. "What do you do to me, Stephen?" She whimpered, looking up at him with adoring eyes.

"The same thing you do to me, babe. I just want to make you feel amazing. The way you treat me," He smiled.

"You're too good to me. I must have dreamt you up," she murmured, still within her post-orgasm daze.

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"Li, I watched the match this weekend. Congratulations to you guys on the victory!" Stephen said as he edged closer. He then assumed the look of an insider and lowered his voice before saying, "Taylor sure has good luck!"
"Good luck?" Dai Li looked at Stephen with a baffled expression and wondered if "good luck" was some new congratulatory remark used in American culture.
Stephen then continued, "We all wanted Kevin Taylor to win the first match of his comeback, but we didn't think that his opponent would be so nice, easily 'giving' him a win."
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Dai Li felt that the match Stephen talked about and the actual match were two entirely different things.
"Oh, God, I've practically spelled it out, but you still don't understand." Stephen laughed bitterly, then said, "Don't tell me you didn't read Mason's post-match commentary? It's about the match between Taylor and Saunders."
"Mason, I think I've heard that name before, let me think…" Dai Li started looking for this name in his mind.
"It's that famous boxing commentator, 'The Light of Betting' of the boxing world. I'm sure you've heard his name. He is a professional boxing commentator, and he's always able to make accurate predictions. A lot of people follow his articles, winning money from listening to his judgment, including me!" Stephen said.
"I remember, I've heard of this man. I've read some of his articles." Dai Li nodded. "What did he write about Taylor recently?"
"I'll find it for you." Stephen walked towards the computer and quickly found the article. The first line read, "Kevin Taylor's victory was only a coincidence."
"This is the one. Mason wrote it. He analyzed in detail the reasons for Taylor's win. It makes sense, and a lot of websites have already shared it around," Stephen said.
"Let me see what he wrote." Dai Li became interested, lowered his head, and began reading the article in detail.
After a few minutes, Dai Li looked dumbfounded.
The content of the article corresponded with the first line well. The boxing commentator called Mason found all kinds of reasons from different angles to prove his point, which was that Taylor overflowed with luck, his victory was an utter coincidence, and it was the consequence of several low probability situations occurring at the same time.
Mason's theories all made sense and sounded plausible, at least, someone of Dai Li's level could not find any clear loophole. After all, Mason was one of the best boxing commentators in the US, and his professionalism was top class. It was way too simple for a professional such as him to deceive an ordinary person, whether by supporting or denouncing an athlete, everything he said would make perfect sense. It was impossible to refute.
If it were someone else, they would have undoubtedly believed the content of the article, just like Stephen. It was inevitable; his article was just that well-written. It had a clear point of view with a well-defined structure, as if the article was describing the truth. However, Dai Li knew that the seemingly sensible article was basically bullsh*t.
"This Mason sure is good. Even I almost believed what he wrote. Taylor's victory was just a coincidence!" Dai Li said as he unconsciously curled his lips.
Dai Li had used an age-reduction card on Taylor, so Dai Li knew very clearly the reason behind Taylor's victory. It was because he had the body of a 27-year-old. It wasn't the coincidence that Mason mentioned. It didn't matter if Mason found ten thousand reasons, it didn't matter if the world thought that Taylor's victory was only a coincidence, Dai Li would hold to his point of view.
That was because Dai Li was the initiator of Taylor's victory.
Taylor himself believed that his body was at its peak when he was 27 years old, but no one in the world knew exactly how strong a 27-year-old Taylor was. That was because Taylor was in prison when he was 27 years old. Dai Li's age-reduction card showed the answer when he recreated a Taylor who was at his peak. The current Taylor had defeated Saunders in one round, and Dai Li wouldn't be surprised if that Taylor defeated any other heavyweight boxer in the world in just one round.
At that moment, Stephen's voice came from his side. "And there's this, Saunders' post-match interview. Have you watched it?"
"Nope." Dai Li shook his head. "After the match, we didn't really stay before heading back. You know Taylor's situation; he's currently in the bankruptcy protection period and his spending is restricted, so we couldn't organize any celebratory activities. I don't want Taylor to be called to court for something like that."
"Then you should watch it. After watching it, you will realize just how lucky Taylor was," Stephen said.
Dai Li immediately searched for news related to Saunders. Sure enough, his latest interview was available, and there were text descriptions as well as video recordings.
Dai Li first clicked on the video. A clip of Saunders' interview appeared.
"… I've had some bad luck. As I prepared for defense when Taylor came at me, my eyes were distracted by the flashing lights, so I didn't see Taylor's fist clearly. By the time I avoided the lights, Taylor's fist had reached me, and by then, it was already too late to dodge…" Saunders put up an act of innocence as he spoke in the video.
He blamed the lights after losing the match? At least find some better excuse. Stupid excuses like this just sound like a joke! Why don't you complain that the mat was too hard or too soft, or that the air conditioning was too cold or hot! Dai Li shook his head, he had no interest in listening to Saunders' nonsense. The guy was only looking for excuses for losing the match.
Later, Dai Li asked Stephen, "You coming here today, it can't be you're only here to congratulate us, right?"
"Of course, I know that you are still hiring, so I've brought a resume with me. I think he would be of help to you. You should take a look and see if you're interested." Stephen grabbed a resume from his suitcase and passed it to Dai Li.
"A Masters of Business Administration? This is a physical fitness training center, it needs coaches. What's the use of an MBA?" Dai Li asked.
"You're all coaches here. Even you, the boss, personally trains people too. Don't you feel that this place of yours is missing a manager?" Stephen said earnestly.
"You're trying to find me a CEO!" Dai Li sighed lightly.
"Management is important." Stephen shook his head and continued, "If you're satisfied with this place, then it is enough with just you, the boss. However, if you want to expand, then you will need specialized management personnel. Of course, you can also become the manager personally, but can you guarantee that you can perform better than someone with specialized training for the position?"
"Makes sense, professional tasks should be done by professionals," Dai Li agreed.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Taylor walked inside.
"Coach Li, I just received a call from the WBA. My opponent has been confirmed," Taylor said.
"That fast? Your match against Saunders just finished, aren't you resting for a few months?" Stephen asked first.
"That was a match with the WBC, this is a match with the WBA," Taylor explained. "I'm registered in multiple boxing leagues, so after the ban, I've submitted applications to participate in matches with all four of the big boxing leagues."
"Which means that this is your first opponent with the WBA after your comeback?" Stephen nodded as if he realized something. "Looks like the aftereffects of your victory against Saunders!"
"What aftereffects?" This time, it was Dai Li who asked the question.
"Taylor beating Saunders has certainly attracted attention, and the WBA is hoping to capitalize and arrange a match for Taylor as soon as possible before that attention wanes. That way, regardless of whether it is broadcasting or sponsorship, they can maximize their earnings."
"Which means that the WBA is jumping on the bandwagon," Dai Li said.
"You could say that." Stephen changed his tone, turned to face Taylor, and asked, "Who did the WBA arrange as your first opponent?"
"Nicholas," Taylor answered.
"You are talking about that 'Hurricane' Nicholas?" Stephen clarified.
Taylor nodded. "Yes, that's him."
"God, good luck to you! Hopefully lady luck is still on your side," Stephen said as he looked at Taylor with pity.
"Is this 'Hurricane' Nicholas very strong?" Dai Li asked.
"Of course. Just listen to his nickname. Hurricane. You should know what a hurricane is, right? A person who dares to use this as a nickname, do you think he would be a weakling?" Stephen stated.
The US had experienced many hurricanes, more than 20 hurricanes in a year in the northeastern Pacific, enough to fill the entire alphabet. There were fewer hurricanes in the North Atlantic than in the northeastern Pacific, but it was still enough to go from A to W. For Americans, hurricanes caused the more financial loss than any other natural disaster.
Taylor provided a more detailed answer. "Nicholas fought against me three years ago. I was the WBA championship belt holder, and he was the challenger, attempting to take the championship belt from me. He lost in the end, but I had a hard time winning that match. I was also hit quite a few times, and if I hadn't avoided getting hit in my vitals, I might have been the one losing."
"This Nicholas is really strong, then!" Dai Li said lightly.
"Although Nicholas hasn't won a championship belt yet, among all the current active heavyweight boxers, I think he is the closest to a championship belt. He is the fourth-ranked title challenger in the WBA rankings, and the fifth-ranked title challenger in the IBF rankings. All the boxers who are ranked higher than him have previously possessed championship belts. If you ask me, among the title challengers who have not won a championship belt before, Nicholas definitely has the best chance," Taylor said.
"Then what about his fighting style?" Dai Li continued asking.
"Very similar to mine. He's also an attacking type, and his attacks are very fierce. His combination punches integrate technique with power perfectly. The only difference is that his footwork isn't as agile as mine in an attack, and he uses fewer feints. His attack is a simple continuous attack, constantly putting pressure on his opponent, not allowing them any time to breathe. If you can't take the pressure in defense, it is easy to get knocked down by him."
"For the WBA, this should be your first match after your comeback, right?" Dai Li asked. "If that's the case, your opponent might seem a little too strong. This 'Hurricane' Nicholas should be a high-difficulty instance."
"Perhaps it's because the WBA hates me. They can't arrange for a boxing champion to fight me in the first match, so they sent this quasi-boxing champion, Nicholas. They must really want to see me get knocked down." Taylor laughed bitterly.
"Why? Did something happen with the WBA?" Dai Li asked.
"Two years ago, the match where I bit Highfield, that was the championship boxing match of the WBA! The WBA invested a lot of resources into that match, but in the end, it became a laughing stock in the boxing world. I think that to this day, the WBA president still hates my guts!"


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

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