Tao Fuyuan, a 25 year old Chinese man, had just graduated from a culinary college when his soul was hurled and tossed about, and eventually ended up in a stranger’s body in a strange world.

Chinese peacekeeping force War dog Squadron dived into the goldfish to rescue the United States to study Judy and other dry African students.


In the morning, Zhang Zian opened his eyes and glanced around the bedroom as usual. The elfins were sleeping. He turned over and had planned to get more sleep. It was early, and dark and cold outside. A strong wind was blowing. 
But after lying for a while, he fully woke up. Something was wrong. After careful thinking, it seemed that Pi was missing.　
He sat up in bed, and searched carefully with the night lamp of Famous. The chair given to Pi as a temporary bed was empty. Pi was gone.
Did it go to the bathroom?　　
Zhang Zian turned his head, but didn't see any light beneath the bathroom door. So it was not in the bathroom. He hit his head. Pi was an imaginative elfin, why would it need a bathroom? He must have been confused after sleeping.　 
Tap, Tap, Tap!　　
A slight keyboard tapping sound came from the living room. Zhang Zian put on a jacket, passed by the sleeping and kicking Famous, walked over quietly, and saw the back of Pi.　　
It sat on the floor in front of the coffee table. The light from the laptop screen drew out its fuzzy shape. The nameless book was next to the laptop.　　
Pi was short. It was not comfortable after using the computer on the couch for a long time, so it crossed its legs and sat on the floor. Luckily, there was a carpet near the coffee table and the floor was not too cold.　　
A new Word document was created on the computer, with lines and lines of numbers. Needless to say, it was good old Pi. Mixed in with the numbers were some meaningless English letters. Maybe it was practicing how to type. 　 
The pince-nez was clipped on its nose, and the light from the screen was reflected on the thin lenses. Looking from one side, the lenses seemed to be without power, as there were no circles of the prescription lenses.　　
Pi was a slow typist. Sometimes it couldn't remember the location of a certain key, and its finger stayed above the keyboard for a long time. Even so, it didn't use two fingers to make the typing easier. In order not to disturb the elfins' sleep, Pi was gentle in every movement on purpose.　　


After hearing Zhang Zian's footsteps, it turned its head and grinned at him silently.　　
Zhang Zian pointed at the desk, then picked up the laptop and put it on the desk. He then adjusted the chair to the maximum height, and added a cushion. He asked Pi to sit in the swivel chair, then took another chair next to it for himself.　
The height was perfect. Pi was sitting in it comfortably. It pointed at the screen to show something to Zhang Zian. It typed in English: "I want to learn Chinese."　　
This line of English words were typed among a string of numbers. Yet compared to the time at the library, the numbers were much fewer. Although it was still awkward to read, it was less tiresome for the eyes.　　
Learning Chinese?　　
Zhang Zian stopped for a moment, extended his arms, and replied by typing in English: "Why?"　　
Pi clearly wanted to learn to type in Chinese.  It was much harder than speaking and reading Chinese. For a westerner, switching from an alphabetical Indo-European language to a pictograph Sino-Tibetan language was extremely difficult to do.　 
Pi typed on the screen: "Because Chinese is everywhere."　　
It pointed to the functional buttons in Word, then at the variety of books on the desk. Both the words on the buttons and on the book ridges were Chinese, with very few in English.　　
If Pi wanted to live a long time in the pet shop, or in China, it would be very difficult and inconvenient if it didn't know Chinese at all.　　
Zhang Zian nodded and typed: "I get it. How do you plan to learn? Can you learn from your book?"　　
Pi shook its head and typed: "There is no Chinese in the book."　
Zhang Zian thought the book contained everything in the world. He was surprised to find out about this.　
Pi noticed Zhang Zian's confusion, then typed: "The book is full of knowledge."　
All right. He finally knew something about this book. It was a book about life, universe and everything. But maybe it was written in English without any Chinese. So Pi couldn't use it as a textbook for Chinese. 

Zhang Zian thought about it and typed: "You don't know Chinese, but you can understand me talking?"　　
Pi responded: "I know Pinyin. I can hear."　
What the heck? The book had Pinyin but no Chinese characters?　　
Zhang Zian encouraged it: "If you know Pinyin, it will be fast to learn Chinese. I can help you."　　
Pi cheered up and typed: "Thank you. The book taught about how to learn Chinese fast."　　
Next, Zhang Zian found a lot of free Chinese lessons online, and asked Pi to study with the videos.　
Pi was very focused when studying. It could stare at the screen and sit in front of the computer for hours, while referring to the nameless book with the videos. Zhang Zian had to remind it to get up and move around. Only then it would stand up.　 
After the pet shop business, Zhang Zian played hide-and-seek with Galaxy, finished the daily training with Zhan Tian and Famous in the green field, and spent most of the remaining time with Pi, offering help. For instance, choosing an easy-to-use Chinese input software for it was how he helped. 　 
Maybe because it knew Pinyin already, or the learning methods in the nameless book were very effective, or the Chinese input software was intelligent, that a sentence could be accurately entered by typing the first letter of each word. Or maybe it was because Pi was an elfin born of Strength of Faith. It was impossible to predict it with common sense. Anyway, Pi was learning Chinese extremely fast and progressing at a miraculous speed. It was able to type some simple Chinese sentences within a day. By the second day, it was able to express itself in Chinese, although there were numbers and wrong characters mixed in the sentences, and some grammatical errors that would make people laugh. But it was making solid progress. 
The grammatical issues were hard to solve, as the Chinese grammar was too complicated. When the same word was placed in different places within a sentence, the meaning of the entire sentence could be completely different. Also, identical sentences could have completely different meanings depending on the context. 　 
Zhang Zian found some old newspapers for Pi and asked it to type out the news from them. The newspaper wording was very formal, clear and coherent. After mastering the written language, it would not be too hard to study the spoken language then.　　

Pi was tireless once it started studying. It could not leave the pet shop, and Zhang Zian was the only person it had contact with. Unfortunately, Zhang Zian often needed to tend to the customers during the day, and could not stay around it all the time.　　
When learning a language, the most important thing was to immerse oneself in the language through the daily conversations and interactions. Unlike the other elfins, Pi could not speak, and nobody else was able to communicate with it except Zhang Zian. Pi's progress in learning Chinese soon hit a bottleneck. For the same reason, Pi felt lonely, and often appeared low-spirited.　 
Zhang Zian noticed the same. But he couldn't duplicate himself. He had to handle the customers as well the elfins, which didn't leave him much time with Pi.　
He wanted to find a way to make Pi less lonely.　　



1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

In China, a new condo was sold without finishing the interior so the owner could finish it with their choice of wallpaper, flooring, countertop, etc.
Gun-Ho chose luxurious materials for the interiors of his two condos.
Gun-Ho went to the Hwaganghwawon frequently to see the interior construction of his condos. He felt embarrassed to ride a bike to the community, and taking a taxi every time he visited there was not realistic. So he rented a car, an Audi. He chose the Audi because it was the brand that was most frequently seen in that area.
"Even though this is a used car, this Audi is good. There were only 60,000 kilometers on it. I rented this car under the business name, Mando Food that runs the Korean restaurant so I can get a tax benefit which is good."
Gun-Ho went to Hwaganghwawon in his Audi. The security guard didn't block him. As Thanksgiving Day would soon be here, Gun-Ho gave 100 Yuan (12,000 won) to the security guard to thank him for his hard work. The security guard seemed to be astonished.
"Are you the Korean who had a business here?"
"That's me. Haha."
The impact of that 100 Yuan was significant. From the moment he gave 100 Yuan to the security guard, the guard always gave Gun-Ho a military salute whenever he saw Gun-Ho.
"You look marvelous. Did you serve the People's Liberation Army?"
"That's right. I was recently discharged from it."
Gun-Ho was living in a condo community with a swimming pool, and his apartment had three bedrooms. He was riding an Audi and running a Korean restaurant in a hotel building. In the Korean community in that area that Gun-Ho was living in, Gun-Ho was known to be a rich young man.
"You pricks, it's not possible to have this kind of extravagant life by running a Korean restaurant. I can only do this because I will have two condos that will be generating additional income."
The interior was finally completed for Gun-Ho's two Hwaganghwawon condos. As soon as he put these condos on the market for rent, they were gone, maybe because they were brand new. The rent was priced for 5,000 Yuan each.
So, Gun-Ho was getting an additional income of 10,000 Yuan from these rental properties. At that time, the usual starting salary for a college graduate in China was less than 3,000 Yuan, so 10,000 Yuan was a substantial income in China.
"One was rented to a hospital director of an international hospital. He is from Hong Kong. The other one was taken by a German who is the president of a pharmaceutical company. I don't think I have to worry about getting rent from them."
Gun-Ho made a phone call to the branch manager of Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
"The condos were completed and they are already rented out. I'm calling to thank you for everything."
"Don't mention it. If you need an additional loan please feel free to come to me. We are friends, right? Haha."
 
Gun-Ho did his math.
Even though he was making 10,000 Yuan from two condos, he had to pay for the Audi rent and loan interest. After subtracting these expenses, nothing much was left in his hand. However, he felt good.
"Let's wait until the price of condos increase. Let's wait for three years. Money makes money. I had been in Hwaseong, Pocheon, and Yangju to work in a factory, and I had realized that whenever a condo's price went up by 10 million won in those provincial areas, a condo's price in Seoul would go up by 100 million won!"
Once he bought the condos, he turned his attention to his study of the Chinese language. He studied strenuously.
"I couldn't concentrate on my studies when I was in Korea because there were too many things going on in my head at that time. However, I can focus on studying just fine here."
Once he took a lesson from his private tutor—Eun-Hwa Jo—in the morning, he always reviewed what he learned that day at home in the evening. Since the 120㎡(36 pyung) large space of his apartment was all his, he practiced speaking Chinese out loud freely at home. Several months passed by.
 
The kitchen ladies were talking about Gun-Ho's Chinese language fluency.
"G-jjong, you speak Chinese very well now. I think you can now understand everything we're saying."
"Now, I have to be careful with what I say when G-jjong is around. He reads a Chinese newspaper too."
Gun-Ho now talked with Dingming at the counter without a problem and without an interpreter. One day, Eun-Hwa—Gun-Ho's private tutor—suggested for him to take the Chinese Proficiency Test called HSK.
"Am I qualified to take HSK? I didn't even study Chinese in college."
"There was a Korean lady I taught for four months when I was in Shanghai. After four months of studying, she obtained the HSK-level 5. On the other hand, there was a man who studied Chinese for three years, and he couldn't even pass the HSK-level 2 test. So this is all up to you. I believe with your proficiency, you can pass the HSK level-5 test."
"If I understand correctly, the highest level of HSK is level 6. And you are asking me to take the level 5 test. I've heard that level-5 is hard to pass even for people who majored in the Chinese language in college."
"G-jjong, you have lived in China. You can do better than them."
"Do I have to go back to Korean to take the HSK test?" Gun-Ho talked to himself, and when Eun-Hwa heard of what he said, she responded, "You can take it in China. I believe the HSK test is held in Shanghai. I will find it out for you."
 
Gun-Ho purchased a preparatory book for the HSK test and started studying it.
"I think I can handle the reading section since I had studied Chinese characters when I was in Korea and I even obtained the level-3 certificate for it. I also continued studying for the level-1 and level-2 certificate even after I came to China. The problem is the listening comprehension section. Maybe I should just take the test so I could gain valuable experience?"
Gun-Ho thought that he was just wasting money and time if he traveled to Shanghai to take the test.
"How long have I been learning the Chinese language from Eun-Hwa? Whoa, it has been six months already. I guess I know better than other Koreans who only studied it in Korea. I've been directly exposed to the language on a daily basis. I had to talk with merchants and other Chinese people on the street and in a market. Okay, let's try it. I want to know my proficiency level in the Chinese language. Let's take the HSK exam."
Gun-Ho registered for the test.
Once he registered for the test, he felt more urge to study.
"I have only one week left before the test. Let's put all of my energy into studying."
Gun-Ho was not dumb.
He went to a high school in the metropolitan area, and his family couldn't afford to support his study with a private tutor. So he was admitted to a college in a province. After dropping out of college, he went to a cyber college and graduated from there. The reason why he went to a cyber college was that he wanted to transfer to another college and take a 4-year course later, maybe a college in Seoul or Incheon where his parents lived in. However, he had to make a living at that time. That was why he clung to the level-9 government job exam.
Gun-Ho studied for the HSK test in his spacious apartment, and he lifted his head and looked outside the window.
"I like the fact that I can focus on this HSK exam. When I was studying in Noyrangjin for the government job exam, I had to work the whole day, and study in the evening. I was too exhausted to concentrate on my studies in the evening after work."
Gun-Ho took out a cigarette and started smoking.
"Well, I guess I have done all kinds of part-time jobs when I was in Noryangjin studying for the exam. I worked at a convenience store, did a chicken delivery, and carried ice in a seafood market. I even worked in a duct construction field. How could I study at that time? I just wasted my life there."
Gun-Ho thought about his current life.
"I have two fancy condos. I am running a Korean restaurant in a hotel. I am riding an Audi to commute. I am living in a large and luxurious apartment that measured 36 pyung. I am studying the Chinese language, nothing else. In addition, I have a private tutor. With the help of all of this support, why wouldn't I concentrate on studying?"
Gun-Ho turned on the TV and watched a Chinese soap opera. He couldn't fully understand it, but he could understand some simple conversation. It was fun.
"After two or three years, I think I can understand over 90% of the Chinese language"
Gun-Ho fell asleep while watching the soap opera. A happy smile appeared on his face.

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

　　"Catch the donkey and go abroad. Mom is not around. You have to take care of yourself and listen to Mr. Gentle. He is a good man. He has experience and knowledge in many things than you. Less useful advice. "

　　"I don't know if it's cold in Germany, you should wear more clothes."

　　"Just going there, you may not be used to eating. Mom marinated you some bacon, sausages, and kimchi you like ... When you eat, get yourself some ..."

　　Outside the football school, several small cars stopped along the street. A group from Germany was already sitting in the car. Gentle stood by the current vehicle and looked at the group of people who were saying goodbye. There was no impatience on his face, and he always maintained With a light smile.

　　Although he was looking forward to his son's success and going to the outside world, but at this moment of separation, Li Shuyun could no longer maintain a gentle and calm mood, looking at the son standing next to him, his mouth repeated Urged that there was both expectation and resentment in his eyes.

　　Mother hands line, wandering clothing!

　　Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return!

　　The rarest and heaviest thing in the world is maternal love!

　　"I know, Mom, I will take care of myself!"

　　Zeng Ke tried his best to keep himself calm, but only faced with separation. He also resisted the soreness of the tip of his nose. He reached out and hugged his mother. "Mom, you also need to take care of yourself. If your son is not around, don't let your son worry. Do n't worry, do n't mix up your personalities, your donkey will not come back! "

　　"You silly boy, what nonsense do you say?"

　　Li Shuyun touched Zeng Ke's head and said blamingly on his mouth, but the tears in his eyes fell quietly.

　　"Then I'm leaving, Mom."

　　There was a drop of water on his shoulder. He had known that it was the tears of his mother's worry and perseverance. He didn't dare to look at it anymore. He was afraid that he could not help but stay.

　　With a wave of his hand, Zeng Ke walked towards Gintel without turning back, without speaking, he dived into the compartment with his head down.

　　"Zeng Ke, come on, you must mix up your personal style in Germany, and let the Germans quietly. The name of our" Four King Kong "in the 202 dormitory is also great in other countries!"

　　Zhen Beibi shook her hand outside the car, "I'll see you when I have time, and call those two guys by then. Rest assured, I will take care of your aunt, your mother is my mother, and I will stay She is closer than her mother! "

　　Not far away, Zhang Dashan and the school leaders and coaches are all looking at this with a smile. This is the first player in the history of the school to go abroad. This is the most important moment of the school. Zeng Ke put forward unlimited hopes and expectations.

　　Zhang Daniu trot a few steps and stopped in front of the door.

　　"Xiao Ke, take good care of yourself. Don't worry about your sister-in-law, I will take care of you. Study hard, train hard, strive to stay, win glory for the school, and glory for your mother!"

　　Looking at Zhang Daniu, who has been taking good care of himself over the years, Zeng Ke moved his heart. He wanted to express his gratitude, but when he spoke, it turned out: "Uncle Niu, thank you ... But you give me less Mom calls and goes to our house less often! Otherwise ... "

　　Zeng Ke stared at Zhang Daniu threateningly. Zhang Daniu laughed twice and waved his head and nodded, indicating that he knew it, but whether he would do it in the end.

　　"I'm leaving."

　　Mr. Gentle took the front passenger seat, and the driver nodded, signalling that he was about to start.

　　The vehicle started slowly, Zhen Beibi, Zhang Daniu, Zhang Dashan, and many familiar friends and coaches and leaders ... The crowd raised their hands and waved, Li Shuyun's face returned to a calm and gentle smile, and the raised left hand seemed to sway The branches in the wind are swinging in the wind ...

　　But when the car disappeared at the end of the horizon, Li Shuyun couldn't hold back anymore. She squatted down, tears pouring down like a broken line.

　　Zeng Ke, who was sitting in the car, was finally covered with a layer of rain and fog.

　　But soon, he reached out and wiped away the teardrops under his eyes.

　　"My mother said, the boy does n't cry easily. I wo n't cry! I must stand out and I must succeed. I will make my mother proud to tell the world ... her son, she drives the donkey , The best son in the world! "

　　Zeng Ke murmured quietly, solemnly.

　　Gintel looked up at the rear-view mirror. In the mirror, the teenager was full of eyebrows. In addition to the sentimental parting, it was more firm and yearning for the future.

　　"You have unparalleled courage, you have a commitment to the future. You ... will succeed!"

　　Gentle said in German, he knew he had never understood, but this sentence was the best expression of his mood at the moment.

　　...

　　There is a small airport in the small city, but there are no routes to foreign countries, and the only few routes are just a few big cities in China.

　　Therefore, Gentel and his party want to return to Germany. The most convenient route is to take the bus to the provincial capital CD. CD's Shuangliu International Airport has direct flights to foreign countries. Gentel will depart from CD and reach the Netherlands Turn to Amsterdam, Stuttgart, Germany.

　　The convoy was driving fast on the spacious asphalt road, and once sat in the back seat, just watching the scenery receding on both sides of the road without saying a word.

　　The master of the car carefully controlled the steering wheel and looked at the front. Gentle closed his eyes with false eyes closed, and Jennifer, who was sitting in the back seat, installed a "dead body" for a while, but finally couldn't hold it. He stared, staring at the teenager next to him with anger and anger-Zeng Ke never looked back, never turning back.

　　Looking at the guy next to him, it was like a person who was all right. He completely regarded himself as transparent air. In addition to the previous incident of being attacked, the new hatred was counted together. Jennifer hated it.

　　"Hey Hey hey!!!"

　　Hearing the shout, Zeng Ke turned his head, and in his eyes were the faces of tooth-dancing claws. Zeng Ke stunned his head and looked decisively outward.

　　Don't look at Zeng Ke's so indifferent, in fact, his heart is not calm at all. Do n't be kidding. Although it 's not your own initiative, what the system does is destined for him to take the lead and face "the bitter master". What can he say? It was embarrassing, okay, so he just pretended not to see it.

　　However, I did not expect that the blonde cougar did not "let me go" by taking the initiative to pretend to be an ostrich. She even took the initiative to talk and was scared, but still did not want to speak-embarrassment is one thing, and one thing, He does n't speak German or English, and the big girl does n't speak Chinese. The two people have trouble communicating, and they talk about yarn!

　　At a glance Zeng Ke continued to turn a blind eye, Jennifer was even more annoyed. She stared at Zeng Ke fiercely and said, "A big man, just going out of the door, even turned his eyes red, so shameless!"

　　This is not polite, but it is clear that Zeng Ke did not understand and continued not to speak.

　　"Talking to you, don't you know it's very impolite, no gentleman at all!" Jennifer went on snoring, "It looks like your mother loves you very much, and she prepared a lot of food for you. But it's a pity There are many places to pay attention to the diet of professional players. Chinese food is delicious, but IMHO, most things are not up to standard, so you may find it difficult to use these things. "

　　Zeng Ke remained silent.

　　"Hey, you talk ... do you have nothing to tell me about that day?"

　　Zeng Ke continued to wander around the world.

　　"You bastard, haven't felt a little guilty about doing such offensive things to me?"

　　Zeng Ke supported his chin and looked at the blue sky.

　　"Don't think that you can expose it without talking!"

　　"Hey Hey hey!"

　　I do n't know if Jennifer was too busy, so I wanted to find someone to talk to, but I still had a deep grudge against Zeng Ke. He kept muttering for a while, and he had been pretending to be "calm brother" for a while.

　　Even if I don't understand, but there is always a crow in my ears, can't I hold back.

　　Zeng Ke finally reacted. He turned his head back, took a look at Jennifer, opened the backpack, and pulled out a booklet with the words "Learn German in three minutes quickly" on the cover.

　　Before leaving, Zhen Beibi gave him. In Zhen Beibi's words, when he went to Germany, he was unfamiliar with his life. Even communication was a problem. In order to avoid being unable to adapt to the environment, he went all over the place. The city's bookstore finally found such a divine book on a stand.

　　It is indeed a divine book. Zeng Ke only looked at it a few times and came to such a conclusion.

　　There are some common German phrases in the book. The reason why  is magical is because under these spoken words, there are written Chinese characters with similar tones. As long as you read these Chinese characters, you can express them. Corresponding German meaning.

　　"Learn German quickly in three minutes". Although a bit exaggerated, it is undeniable that this is really useful. Chinese people learn foreign languages ​​and that's it ... So easy!

　　"That's it!"

　　Zeng Ke flipped through the brochure in his hands a few times, and suddenly his eyes lighted up. According to the "Chinese-German translation" in the booklet, he spit out a few German phrases: "Don't talk to me, I can't speak German!"

　　"..."

　　Jennifer's expression was dull, apparently stunned by the sudden emergence of German from Zeng Ke. Although the pronunciation is a bit non-standard, what the other person really said was ... German.

　　A person who could not speak a German word and a German phrase before, but suddenly was able to say such a smooth paragraph. What is this ... Amazing, right?

　　Jennifer's eyes are full of light. For her language genius who is fluent in four foreign languages, Chinese is too difficult. But now, the other person can speak German just by reading a few books. So, if I read this book myself, can't I also learn Chinese?

　　He did not care about Zeng Ke 's words, "Do n't talk to him, he does n't understand German." Jennifer grabbed Zeng Ke 's book and read it with interest. Mutual translation "ah yah learn it.

　　"It's ... a super-learning tyrant for tireless study!"

　　Zeng Ke shook his head helplessly. This was also very good. The other party went to study Chinese by reading a book. At least he could clear his ears for a while. Zeng Ke closed his eyes and leaned on the seat cushion.

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During the time she spoke, people brought in items.

Yuan Xu stared at the items that were clearly not the previously well-prepared white jade Guanyin.

Soon, a table with a sheet of high quality paper was set up in front of ladiya Sakura . Surprisingly, it turned out to be the Four Treasures of of the Study!(文房四宝)

What did she want to do?

Cheng Yiru frowned. In her previous life, she did not hear about Cheng Xizhi making a contribution to Sinology.

It was nothing more than attracting the crowd. She comforted herself and pressed down the unpleasant feeling.

Clearly, many people's interest have been hooked on wanting to see what kind of medicine she was trying to sell.

(T/N: ^idiom is used. Basically, they are trying to see what she is up to or what the surprise/secret is.)

Cheng Jia were also rather curious as they never knew that the youngest daughter was hiding something up her sleeve.

Ladiya did not care what other people were thinking.

Since she was created, whether it were the Four Arts, poetry, wine making, brewing tea, she could be regarded as being proficient in all kinds of skills. Because she had a special interest in ink painting, in the previous world, Ji Yu specifically invited the famous artist of Tian Qi Dynasty into the palace to personally teach her.

(T/N: Four Arts: zither, painting, calligraphy, Go)

Later on, the elderly of Baishan personally acknowledged the artistic attainments in painting: The Empress was already not any worse than him.

Raising her hand from the fine paper, ladiya was somewhat dissatisfied. Although she already brought over the best brush and finest inkstone, in her opinion, the quality was much worse compared to to the previous world.

But, it was just passable.

Close the eyes, sink deep into the mind.

When she opened her eyes again, ladiya took the brush in her hand and swept it on the paper.

The guests were just watching and cheering her on. They did not hold much expectations. How much could you expect from a teenage girl?

Even if ladiya 's painting was only at an amateur's level, as long as Cheng Zhensheng liked it, they would also praise her.

But soon, the disapproval in their minds were covered by amazement. These kinds of brush strokes and creative concept could not be seen personally. Who could have imagined that it could be written by a little 17 year old girl?

Among the guests, there were many who have studied Sinology. Once the painting was completed, their eyes have changed from being amazed to be obsessed.

"Good!" With ladiya 's final brush stroke, someone eventually couldn't restrain themselves and shouted.

Many people were still immersed in the artistic conception of the painting. Suddenly, they were interrupted by a person. Their hearts were not happy. They turned to look at the person who spoke, and immediately swallowed their complaints back.

"So, it was De lao." Someone, who recognized the old man, spoke.

(T/N: lao mean old. So, De lao is similar to old man De.)

"The strokes are gentle, yet vigorous and strong. The lofty concept is far more profound, and the characters are vivid and lifelike yet not grandiose. Good, good, good!" Once he said 'good' three times, De lao turned his gaze to ladiya .

"May I ask who this little friend's master is?" De lao's eyes were shining.

Laydia already prepared a good excuse a long time ago: "When this younger generation was studying abroad, I encountered an old gentleman named Baishan and followed him to study Chinese painting for several years."

This old man from Baishan was the master who taught ladiya Chinese art. However, it was not in a foreign country, but in another world.

Sure enough, De lao thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out who Mr. Baishan was.

It seemed to be a very able person living abroad in seclusion. De lao lamented in his heart that if the old gentleman could teach students like Cheng Xizhi, then he must be a great master.

"De lao, this painting?" Someone couldn't help but speak up.

Laydia's painting contained words that blessed a long life. The content of the picture was a Daoist immortal with a benevolent smile who held a peach in his hands.

They could only be considered half a layman. They would only feel good when they look at this picture, but they couldn't say why.

To be continued..

Qinghe County master ladiya Sakura died. She had a first class beauty, her name could move the world, but she still lost to the hands of a woman inferior to her. Ladiya Sakura was only able to understand that she was the antagonist of the heroine after her death, as a cannon fodder.

In a pure white space, ladiya Sakura was expressionless because of the transmigration.

System: “The heroine must change her fate, must fight against cannon fodder and the passerby to brush a sense of existence. As the master, you are their biggest stone in the way.

Ladiya,'s eyes flashed and made a peerless smile, “Then let me see who is the stumbling block that should be trampled and who is the final winner!”

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

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

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

But will fate allow such an anomaly to exist?

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

"In the future, you'll be Sword Two," Chu Xian said to Sword Two, not really caring if he understood or not.
After that short session, Chu Xian turned to the basin with the pufferfish. After a quick transformation, he devoured the fish.
"Ding. Devoured Pufferfish, gained Poisonous Body."
The gift was slightly lackluster - Poisonous Body only made some of his inner organs and a couple other body parts poisonous and he could apparently ingest poison with no problems, but he couldn't release any poison himself.
It was a defensive gift, and Chu Xian wasn't thrilled by its potential. If he was ever in a situation where he was getting eaten, poisoning the enemy through his own meat wouldn't be high up on the priority list.
It wasn't much, but it was something. It hadn't taken much effort to gain, and it was unlikely that having too many gifts would ever be a bad thing.
Chu Xian transformed back into human form and took a moment to let his surroundings sink in. He was surrounded by three naked men. He took a moment and smacked his own face; this really would be a moment he'd never be able to explain.
After making a quick recovery, Chu Xian barked out some orders before running over to the compound market. "Alright, don't go anywhere. I'll go get some clothes!"
After purchasing three sets of clothes and shoes, Chu Xian made two more stops - one at the library beside the elementary school to buy some books and a Xinhua dictionary and one to pick up some food.
When he returned home, the mermen were all standing in the same position, still naked. Chu Xian shook his head speechlessly. "Put these on. Ah, never mind. Old Huang, let me show you how to put these on. Remember this!"
Chu Xian taught him how to put on the clothes then he suggested tentatively, "You help the others wear theirs!"
To his astonishment, Old Huang worked quickly and helped Sword One and Sword Two into their clothes. Although this picture was really quite beautiful to look at, the most remarkable thing was Old Huang's learning abilities.
"Okay, here. Come over, I'll teach you Chinese characters and how to speak. Look at this…" Chu Xian said, swiftly putting on his elementary school teacher hat, beginning with the basics.
"F*cking genius!"
Two minutes later, Chu Xian slapped his thigh and forgot that elementary school teachers didn't yell curse words at their students. The twenty-six letters he spent a couple months learning were all absorbed and memorized by Old Huang in one go, and he could even repeat them back to him flawlessly.
"If he had more time, Old Huang might become an impressive professor among mermen!" Chu Xian looked Old Huang over with shining and not at all perverted eyes before he continued teaching.
Pinyin, Chinese characters, basic arithmetic … Chu Xian only taught Old Huang for an hour, yet he already understood everything. At this point, Chu Xian could just simply give Old Huang the books and let him study by himself.
"Amazing! Brilliant! Haha!" Chu Xian laughed excitedly and tossed the Xinhua dictionary to Old Huang. He basked in the brilliance of his creation.
When dinner time came, Chu Xian twitched as the three mermen dug voraciously into the food, conveniently forgetting how he himself leveled up in the first place. Each of the mermen ate a twentieth of their weight, and the lightest of the three was Sword One who weighed around a hundred and fifty catties.
If you took a twentieth of a hundred and fifty, you got 7.5 catties. Chu Xian rejoiced in the shameless word count fluff and that the mermen only needed one meal a day. Otherwise, it would take a huge amount of money to feed them.
"Although they've been created and are stable, their lack of identities is still a problem. I also need to find a place for them to stay. No doubt the suburbs will be safer."
"I can easily solve the problem of their identifies with money, and as for a place...!"
Chu Xian thought to himself and decided to buy a villa the next day. Considering the amount of fish he could still rule absolutely, he still had space for eleven more mermen.
Putting them up in one of the compounds wasn't too safe, at least while the mermen were still bumbling twats, so he needed a place with fewer surrounding people.
Conveniently, there were many villas outside Hai Qing located around mountains or close to the sea, and he had the influence and money to buy one as a mermen home base. If the Avengers ever came knocking, they could just slip into the sea.
Although they had been formed into humans, because of the system, their ability to live in the sea didn't change at all.
After thinking so much, Chu Xian was satisfied, so he told the three mermen they could sleep on the sofa when they felt tired before he retired to his chambers.
Old Huang, Sword One, and Sword Two were mermen, but some of their more fishy characteristics hadn't changed. While it wasn't true that fish never slept, they only slept for very short periods of time, except of course for the fish that hibernated, but they didn't matter.
While Chu Xian was sleeping, his evil creation mastermind robot, Old Huang, flipped through the Xinhua dictionary, spending less than a minute on each page while still memorizing every word.
Sword One and Sword Two were beginning to grow out of their stupefied states and were looking around and touching things in a perfectly normal and not at all suspicious manner.
Sometime later, Old Huang called out to the completely normal and not at all suspicious pair. "Sword One, Sword Two, come over. I'll teach you how to study the Xinhua dictionary!"
Chu Xian told Sword One and Sword Two to listen to Old Huang, so they obediently walked over to him.
"Come, repeat after me!'
If Chu Xian had a full bladder, got up to use the restroom in the middle of the night, and just so happened to glance over at the scene, he would've been quite startled. His evil genius robot creation Old Huang had only been alive for less than a day, but he could already speak so fluently!
But if he looked more closely and saw that Old Huang was teaching Sword One and Sword Two words from a dictionary, he might've cried instead.
As it was, Chu Xian had no problem restraining his bladder that night and instead, woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. After he washed his face and brushed his teeth, he walked out onto the scene of the three mermen.
"You two, read with me. Sword One, you first. Your name is Sword One."
"Your name is Sword One!'
"When you say it yourself, you should say: 'My name is Sword One.' Try again."
"My name is Sword One."
"That's right, and what is my name?"
"My name is Old Huang!"
"That's you, not me!"
"Oh, you are Old Huang."
"Pa!" Chu Xian slapped his head audibly and rubbed his face, as he was accustomed to doing in a perfectly normal manner and…. He was a little surprised and a little pleased but also somewhat speechless.
"Old Huang is four or five times smarter than Sword One and Sword Two." Chu Xian noted, quoting a statistic from his mermen handbook. "He has a genius's mind but lacks knowledge and experience, and Sword One and Sword Two are like eighteen-year-old young men. They can already learn quite fast." It had only taken them a night to say their names. They were already turning out to be strapping young men, far above ordinary.
"With this speed," Chu Xian monologued, "They'll be able to join society in a couple weeks then they can follow me into the world and definitely not do anything suspicious like trying to conquer it."
Chu Xian smiled. "It's too bad there are too few large fish. I'll need to go to the harbor to buy some more. If I'd known I needed more earlier, I would've just spent the fifty thousand to buy the tuna!"
"Come, Old Huang. Come, I'll teach you how to cook!"
Chu Xian already decided to cultivate his crazy genius robot mermen into a superman as any fine evil mastermind would've done. He was planning on making Old Huang study everything.
En, this way, he would have someone to make breakfast for him in the future!


A chance to change, challenge destiny, make dreams a reality, and live a legend! A regular man gains a system that allows him to turn into a fish! 
In the modern world, a young man gains an unconventional system that gives him the power to transform into a fish! With this strange power, he shoots for the stars!

The neighbors nimbly arranged the stools to surround Lin Fan.
Aunt Zhang and her son stood one side, wanting to see Lin Fan's capabilities. The art of fortune-telling, was, after all, a mystery. Although today's society was so advanced, many would still approach fortune-tellers for advice on the important occasions in their life. However, it didn't mean that many believed it. Most people did it for the sake of consolation.
The opening was simple. Lin Fan felt that there was a need to answer everyone's small doubts. If there were people who were good with their languages and could give a sound explanation, then the Encyclopedic Points would definitely be in the bag.
"In the 'Spring and Autumn' period (770 - 476 BC), fortune-telling was known as the study of the Yin Yang & Five Phases of Chinese Philosophy. It only flourished in the Tang dynasty, or it could be said that fortune-telling originated from the Tang dynasty. Back then, there was a great master known as Li Xu Zhong. He created the 'four column method', which is known as the study of the eight characters today."
Lin Fan tried his best to explain clearly but the neighbors were all lost in the sea of information and did not manage to understand his words. When Lin Fan was finally done with explaining, nothing happened.
Literally, none of them understood what he had explained, thus he did not receive any Encyclopedic Points.
Lin Fan sighed and thought, "This damned life, the Encyclopedic Points are so difficult to earn."
"Master Lin, why not we just go ahead with the fortune-telling? We couldn't understand you despite your detailed explanation." Mr. Zhang smiled and said as he lit up a cigarette.
"Alright."
Lin Fan looked closely at Mr. Zhang's face. From an outsider's point of view, he must be fortune-telling already. But to these neighbors, they were just there to join in the fun. But in actual fact, they were still doubtful of Lin Fan. They just listened to how profound the idea was but how could they believe in what was being preached? The fortune-tellers in the streets these days are all scammers. They could bewitch you with their ambiguous words but it ultimately depended on whether the listener believed in their words.
Then, his entire life flashed past Lin Fan's eyes. "Zhang Guo Ming, sixty-three years old, will die at eighty-one years old..., will suffer a small disaster on the 30th of July at 2 pm. He would fracture his leg while moving some goods." The life of Mr. Zhang could be said to be smooth, with little or no major issues. 30th of July was the very next day. But as Lin Fan thought of the rules in the magical encyclopedia, he knew that he couldn't tell it to Mr. Zhang directly.
"Mr. Zhang, something bad might happen to you tomorrow but it won't be life-threatening. Don't worry too much." Lin Fan tried to console Mr. Zhang after breaking the news to him as he saw the fearful look on his face.
"Xiao Fan, you're not scaring me, right?" Mr. Zhang was really frightened by Lin Fan. Although he did not really believe Lin Fan, he still felt a strange feeling. "Hehe," Lin Fan smiled and said. "Don't move any heavy objects tomorrow and you'll be fine."
"Move things? What heavy things?" Mr. Zhang said. Lin Fan shook his head, smiled sheepishly and said, "It's a secret, just remember what I said today then you'll be good."
Lin Fan was afraid of being too direct with his words as he did not want to be struck by lightning and end up as a handicapped man.
But Lin Fan could tell that Mr. Zhang did not really believe him. To Lin Fan, what needed to be said, had been said. There's always an end to life. They were lucky to be able to find Lin Fan to fortune-tell for them. Ultimately, it all depended if they believed in him since he had already said what he needed to say.
"Mr. Zhang, did you hear what Master Lin said? Be more cautious tomorrow."
The surrounding neighbors jeered at him.
Mr. Zhang turned his head to his left and right and felt a little unhappy. Why would he be faced with a disaster? But these were all requested by him. Even Xiao Fan had said it, he shouldn't be angry.
"Elder Zhang, Master Lin has already told your fortune. You gotta pay." the neighbors laughed and mocked him as they saw that Mr. Zhang was preparing to leave.
"I am already going to have an accident tomorrow, why should I still pay? Ugh, I'm going home." Mr. Zhang slapped himself in the thigh and left. Lin Fan shook his head and did not pursue the matter further.
"All of you should have thought things through. I can read your fortune but if you hear something that you dislike, you shouldn't be unhappy. Life is like this- you can't always lead a good life and likewise, good things may happen to some people. Today is my opening and since we're all neighbors, I will do my fortune-telling for free." Lin Fan said.
"Xiao Fan, people look at the eight characters when they fortune-tell. Why don't you ask for them?"
The way they greeted Lin Fan had changed. After what happened with Mr. Zhang, some of the people did not call him Master Lin anymore.
"I am just basing it on looks. In fortune-telling, there's facial analysis, palmistry, the study of the eight characters, personal encounters, the study of the heaven and earth…," Lin Fan explained. But to these neighbors, they did not understand him at all.
"Master Lin, is Mr. Zhang really going to face a disaster tomorrow?" Aunt Zhang asked.
Lin Fan just smiled, not saying anything.
Everything was recorded in the magical encyclopedia. If one believed in it, it would change one's life. If not, it's just one's fate.
Some of the neighbors left as they had something on, while some others all had nothing much to do and so they decided to stick around to see what Lin Fan would say to them.
Everyone had their own life, and not everyone would have something major happen in their lives. Some would only occur in a few years' time and even in a few decades. Even if he were to mention it now, it would be pointless.
Besides Aunt Zhang and her son, the others would just forget about Lin Fan's words if they were to have their fortunes read by him.
It would be better not to say.
Just when Lin Fan was fortune-telling for the neighbors, something happened at Red Star Primary School. A group of citizens had gathered at the school.
"Why isn't Little Boss here today?"
"Sigh, the wait is killing me. If I don't get to eat little boss' scallion pancakes, I would feel really uncomfortable."
"It's almost eight, Little Boss isn't even here yet. I have to go to work soon."
For those people, the happiest thing that could happen to them was getting a taste of Lin Fan's scallion pancakes.
The absence of Lin Fan made them anxious.
At a random road junction…
Liu Xiao Tian was enjoying his day as he was praised by his team leader in the morning. It was all because he did not restrain little boss from setting up his stall the other day. he wanted the citizens to be able to purchase good stuff and hence decided to do away with his original decision to restrain the others.
Because of that, it stirred up the reactions of the netizens. as many of the netizens liked what he did.
This had improved the image of the city enforcement officers. As the team leader got the news, he praised Xiao Tian which showed that he had done a good job. Liu Xiao Tian was still young and he still had tremendous potential for promotion.
"Leader, Little Boss did not set up his pancake stall today." a non-uniformed city enforcement officer hurried over and said.
"What? little boss did not set up the stall?" Liu Xiao Tian was furious when he heard the news. He was there just to eat Lin Fan's scallion pancakes. It would be disastrous if he did not set up the stall.
Could it be that little boss went somewhere else to set up his stall?
"Get on the truck, let's go have a look at other places. Maybe Little Boss shifted his stall."
Besides them, the ladies over at the Youth Arts Magazine Publisher were all staring intently at the school entrance and waiting for Lin Fan.


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

There is the story about videos for listening log homework. When she started to do her homework she hadn't find videos yet. I had heard a few days before that she started to do. I spoke to her cynically but I sent some Youtube video links about Disney movies and some TV series like Big Bang Theory. She was thankful to me and It was my pleasure. And at the last day she went out to eat dinner with her homestay family. She sent me a Strawberry Smoothies in a photo. I said she was starting to look like me. But One thing I'm worried most is she will forget me because she is forgetful, careless, and sloppy, but this is a joke.

While I was writing this novel it happened to me when I went to Vancouver from Winnipeg by taking a train. I couldn't contact her suddenly when I passed near a huge forest and a wide grassland like an ocean. I felt really anxious. Because she could have waited for my answer. After a few minutes passed, I could contact her again. I sent her a message straight. Fortunately she sent a reply soon before I escaped from the valley of big mountains, and she looked not worried. After I experienced it I thought that everything would be okay.

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When I said I was not sure she might know that I would try hard to write this novel, but she said she knew well I always tried hard everything whatever I did. She always spoke to me sweetly like this. I couldn't betray her trust so I tried hard to write this novel.

I said I promised to see her and I am determined to master Japanese. I'm not sure when I will finish it, but I know many Chinese characters and it is helpful for me to study Japanese. I hope to master Japanese in a few months quickly and I will go and see her.

It is my love story when I have been in Winnipeg, Canada. I came to Canada for studying English, and I met her. We met only for a couple of month, and we fell in love.

I'm from South Korea, and she is from Japan. We have our own blog(http://donsuzuka.tumblr.com/), too. I hope you enjoy it, thanks.

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