this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

"Hello, good day, is this Mr. Fang?"
"I'm from Tong—Tong something. Sorry, it's my first time delivering; let me check which delivery company I'm from."
Fang Zheng went downstairs and successfully received his package. 
Fang Zheng was a little excited. He could not wait to tear open the package of his new baby from Xbao. 
Today was the day after he encountered the two halves of a body as well as the incident at the carnival. 
The parcel was pretty heavy. At the guardhouse, Captain Liu asked if Fang Zheng bought a brick or a dumbbell online. The package seemed that heavy. 
Kacha! Kacha! The sharp scissors cut through layers of waterproof wrapping before a kraft paper box popped out. The box was cut up, and its contents were revealed soon after. 
The Innate Qigong, Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation, Nine Yang Divine Power, and Burning Sun Special Skill. 
Four books for skill-training. 
Flaming Wooden Blade Skill, Eight Trigrams Blade Skill. 
Two books for blade skills. 
This time, Fang Zheng intentionally avoided Buddhism-related books. The three books he had blindly gotten the last time were all Buddhism-related! Books related to the martial arts were as vast as the sands of the Ganges, and there were more genres of the art than just Buddhism. It was just his luck that all three of the books he had blindly gotten were Buddhism-related. That was probably a curse on him to not marry for the rest of his life. 
Fang Zheng had yet to live his sinful life to the fullest: the beautiful girls, the food, the games, and the movies. It was impossible for him to give up all of that to become a monk! 
Neither would he in his next life! 
The kraft paper was torn farther: Mantra of the Five Lightning, Divine-Crushing Mantra, Fiend Breaker Tongues. 
They were three Daoist skills for exorcism purposes. 
Moral Scripture, Yellow Yard Scripture, Diamond Sutra. 
Three collections of Daoist books. 
There were a total of 12 books; they were all bought at RMB9.90 per copy on Xbao excluding delivery charges. 
You could buy anything you could ever think of on Xbao. If you were loaded enough, even helicopters were available online for purchase. 
However, the prices of Moral Scripture, Yellow Yard Scripture, and Diamond Sutra were a little higher. Each collection was over 200 yuan, and that was excluding delivery charges. Fang Zheng's heart ached for quite some time. 
When Fang Zheng tore the package apart and found that there were a few thick books in each of the three collections, he felt regretful all of a sudden… The dense texts made him feel a little upset from just looking at them. 
Nonetheless, Fang Zheng could not help but pick up the Moral Scripture excitedly.
His lips curved as fantasies began floating around in his mind. 
However, an hour later…
Fang Zheng sighed. The smile was wiped off his face as he arranged the Moral Scripture, Yellow Yard Scripture, Diamond Sutra, Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation, Divine-Crushing Mantra, and Fiend Breaker Tongues before putting them in a box and sealing it with tape. 
It was the first time the Human Skin Scripture had failed to evolve. 
All six books above failed to do so. 
However, it was not technically a failure. It was just that during its evolution, the Human Skin Scripture had no reaction. 
Fang Zheng could not understand it. 
The fact that the Moral Scripture, Yellow Yard Scripture, and Diamond Sutra failed to evolve was still comprehensible: they were Daoist and Buddhist scriptures. They were not rare books. 
He was only trying it out; he did not have too high of an expectation about it. It was normal to fail. 
However, even the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation, Divine-Crushing Mantra, and Fiend Breaker Tongues had failed to evolve. Fang Zheng frowned in thought. 'Could it be that Daoist skills were above the rare books of the martial arts world?
'Could it be that one was of intermediate skill and the other was low; one was focused on cultivation and the other was on martial arts?'
Maybe he needed to collect more clouds of Gray Qi in the future before he was able to evolve these Daoist skills. At the end of the day, it was because he was poor! Poor! Poor! 
Fang Zheng had watched a video where:
A rich kid had a beautiful girlfriend, but he was afraid that she was with him for his money. Hence, he decided to lie to his girlfriend that he only had an Audi A6, a 100 square meter house, and a few hundred thousand yuan stored in his bank card. Well! That was the poorest he thought a person could be…
Poof!
This was how Fang Zheng felt at the moment—heartbroken. 
'Gold was indeed king!'
Fang Zheng looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle. He was pondering about how being rich was always better than being poor. 
Fang Zheng looked back at the neatly arranged books as he sighed. 
Innate Qigong, Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation, Nine Yang Divine Power, Burning Sun Special Skill, Flaming Wooden Blade Skill, and Eight Trigrams Blade Skill.
There were six rare books. 
There were some of the Jin Yong Series and others of the Huang Yi Series; he had arranged them according to a ranking created by netizens. They were all wiping out the series that were ranked higher.
Innate Qigong was one of the top skills in the Jin Yong Series. It was the origin of martial arts. It possessed restless and endless Qi, and it could cure all diseases, adjust deficiencies, balance the yin and yang, heal serious internal injuries, and more. It integrated the true Qi with the nourishing Qi. 
Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation was another top skill in the Jin Yong Series. It was also among the top three Divine Skills. 
Nine Yang Divine Power, a top skill in the Jin Yong Series as well; Fang Zheng bought this from Xbao as he was a fan of its Yang-based pure Qi. It could work together with his Golden Immune Arhat.
Burning Sun Special Skill, a top skill in the Huang Yi Series, was also a Yang-based pure Qi. It had the same functions as 'Nine Yang Divine Power'.
'But! 
'These were all fake! Fake! Fake!'
He had to repeat important information thrice. 
Fang Zheng felt like he was suffering from too many choices as he stared at the four skill-training books neatly arranged in front of him. It was as if they were spreading their legs waiting for him to grace them. 
If he had four parts of the runes right now, he would not be in this position. 
He only had three parts at the moment. 
Fang Zheng had no choice but to begin his elimination process while silently complaining about it. It was a must to choose the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation. 
This was one of the top three Divine Skills.
It was also a must to choose Nine Yang Divine Power given its Yang-based pure Qi. It could be paired with the Golden Immune Arhat; together with its endless pure Qi and the extraordinary mellowness of its true Qi, this was the best choice for practicing internal strength. 
He only had one part of the runes left. 
However, he had four books before him: Innate Qigong, Burning Sun Special Skill, Flaming Wooden Blade Skill, and Eight Trigrams Blade Skill. 
What a headache. 
Fang Zheng wanted to practice his internal strength, but he could not let go of picking up blade skills. 
If he did not pick up blade skills, it would mean that the evolution of the Death's Head Blade was a waste. 
This would hurt as much as buying a pair of white shoes before spending money again to buy a pair of white pants. 
'Teeth-gritting!'
Fang Zheng eventually settled for Flaming Wooden Blade Skill. He wanted to perfect his skills as soon as possible. He had to hunt for more Gray Qi; if he delayed his progress because of greed, he might as well not practice it at all. It was a priority to perfect his blade skills and increase his level of attack skills. 
However, he did not know if both the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation and Nine Yang Divine Power could be evolved. 
Fang Zheng had a decided gaze. 
He chose to evolve them without a doubt! 


Missing people... Cars mysteriously falling off the Tongjiang Bridge... The world is going mad and it is up to Fang Zheng to prepare himself for it. What will he get himself into? What horrors will he face? Are YOU ready to join Fang Zheng on his journey to hunt the wicked? Ps. Save this one for a lonely midnight.

Chapter 94. Manager Yulsoo (1)
"What happened? Is there any problem?"
Lee Hyun asked Harin who was just standing there with a beet red face. When she heard that question, she waved her hands and said in a trembling voice. 
"Um, no, but well..."
At that moment, Harin didn't know what to do. She was just fumbling with her fingers and her words were trembling due to embarrassment. 
Lee Hyun wanted her to sit on top of him? There were various thoughts in her mind regarding that and she didn't know how to react to them. 
It was the first time she was in this type of situation. 
"Why are you just standing there?"
Lee Hyun again asked and Harin's heartbeat gradually escalated. She quickly opened her mouth to answer. 
"Ah, well, I don't know what to do... And... um, I'm wearing a skirt..."
"Eh?"
Lee Hyun tilted her head when he heard that. He glanced at Harin's red face and looked at her skirt. Then, he lowered his head to look at his body which was laying on the sofa. 
'Wait!!'
Realisation struck his mind suddenly and he quickly got up from the sofa. 
He had asked a girl to sit on top of him while he was lying down on the sofa? Isn't that just sexual harassment?! 
Thinking like that, Lee Hyun panicked. 
'What the heck did I just ask her? I was too engrossed in teaching her that I didn't realise that she's a young girl and this can be considered... sexual harassment...'
Lee Hyun gulped when he thought all that. He needed to explain this to Harin, otherwise he didn't know what she would think of him. 
He quickly opened his mouth after that. 
"Harin, this was... Well, just a teaching method and nothing more. Don't get me wrong here! I just didn't think that it would look inappropriate..."
"Ah, okay, I, I understand..."
Harin said and waved his hands, but Lee Hyun just lowered his head and frowned.
Seeing him like that, Harin took a sigh of relief. For one second, her thoughts went into a 'wrong' direction and she was not even wearing matching under...
'... What the hell am I thinking?'
Harin quickly shook her head, reprimanding her thoughts. Then, she quickly changed the topic to get out of the awkward atmosphere. 
"Um, what is the method?"
"Ah, yes!"
Lee Hyun sighed in relief when Harin quickly changed the topic. He quickly went over his embarrassment due to the change of topic and spoke while looking at Harin with a smile. 
"Breath is something you can easily develop with time and exercise, but it would take a lot of time for that. You need to increase your speed by trying out a special method."
"Special method?"
Harin tilted her head and asked. 
"Yeah, have you heard of people who can hold heavy things like cupboards and pianos just by their stomach?"
"Yeah, aren't their bodies big like bears?"
Lee Hyun nodded his head and continued. 
"Yeah, we can use that way as a means of practice. I'm not telling you to hold up a piano just by your stomach as that's impossible for you, but you need to at least be able to carry a person just by your stomach."
"That's why, you told me to sit on top of you..."
Harin suddenly said, but her face again became slightly red when she realised what she had said, but Lee Hyun looked over that and continued.
"Yeah, think about it as training. First try to put some thick books on top of your stomach and breath. Increase the amount of thick books by time and you would be able to easily sing a song when you can carry a person."
Lee Hyun explained all that and took out some books. They were three thick books that seem to be thicker than dictionaries. 
He wasn't even able to hold all of them at the same time and quickly put them on the table. 
He looked at the thick books on the table and then glanced at Harin. He wanted to display an example by carrying Harin on his stomach earlier, but that was not possible. 
That's why he wanted to show it with books now. 
"I will lie down on the sofa. Just put the books one by one on me."
Lee Hyun said as he turned to Harin who slowly nodded his head. 
He lied down on the sofa and signalle to Harin to put a book on top of him. Harin held the thick book with both of her hands and put it on Lee Hyun's stomach slowly. 
"Uhk."
Suddenly, Lee Hyun felt a heavy weight on his stomach, but he didn't cry out. It was still bearable and not that heavy. 
He slowly moved his stomach and the book went up and down like a rollercoaster. 
As Lee Hyun was able to easily carry it, he glanced at Harin and told her to increase the weight. She nodded her head and put another book on top of the previous book. 
"Ugh..."
Those two thick books were really heavy and Lee Hyun felt heavy weight this time, but he still didn't give up and slowly moved his stomach up and down. 
'I hope I can take more weight...'
He thought after breathing five to six times. At that moment, Harin placed another thick book on top of his stomach. 
This time, a heavy feeling assaulted his body.
'I can do it...!!'
Lee Hyun thought, but as soon as he tried to keep a breath, it felt like his lungs were breaking and the breath was stuck in his throat.
"Aaaahhhhh!"
He cried out and with a 'thud!', the thick books fell on to the floor. Lee Hyun held his stomach and breathed out slowly. 
He felt like life was returning back to him.
"Are you okay?"
Harin who was looking at all this asked with a worried expression on her face. 
"Yeah... I'm fine probably... huuh!"
Lee Hyun swept away the sweat on his forehead and took a deep breath. He finally felt normal after that. 
After that, he looked at Harin and said. 
"Don't ever try to put on more weight than you can handle or you won't be able to breathe. Remember this, okay?"
"Y-yes."
Harin nodded her head repeatedly and Lee Hyun touched his stomach. 
'My stomach is thin, but it doesn't have much muscle...'
Lee Hyun sighed thinking that and pondered on whether he should start exercising again or not. 


Lee Hyun, the man once known as the 'Midas of music'. He got thrown out of his agency and his wife betrayed him.

He lost everything and there was no hope left for him, but life gave him another chance to redeem himself.

He found himself in 2010.

The time when the entertainment industry has just started to get popular all over the world.

With his knowledge of the future and his composing skills, Lee Hyun decided to make a mark in the entertainment industry.

This time, he would become the 'God of Entertainment'.

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*This novel is based in Korea. So, the names of the characters would be in Korean.

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Dungeon country , Biruce , a certain hotel .

Leo was once again sitting on the windowsill . Every once in a while , a few soldier gave him a strange look but they realised he had a wisp of the Captain's Mana on his body , so they did not dare to say anything . After one reached a certain level of strength , they could use their Mana as an object , to store it into objects and act as proof of their existence .

As long as that Mana existed , the owner was alive . This also acted as a deterrent against their organisations . Like a get-out-of-jail free card .

Leo yawned as he looked down at the high rise building and the soldiers below . The man knew Leo like high buildings , and thus arranged him a room at the hotel reaching the highest point and even booked a room at the top floor .

Leo looked back inside to see Leah reading a book . There were 20 more books on the table , out of which some were of ice magic , another some were of water magic , with more than half of lightning magic . If he knew he would have to study magic from a book , he would have kept a higher Mana .

Mana , was just what the system called it . Leo once checked his status in the hero level measuring device(HLMD) at the capital after being forced by that man who he only knew as captain .

It turned out these were the findings :

|Strength : 23.70|
|Stamina : 21.92|
|Dexterity : 22.98|
|Vitality : 22.60|
|Wisdom : 21.02|
|intelligence : 23.48|

Intelligence is the same thing as Mana and as it turns out , the more Mana capacity one has , the smarter they are .

Wisdom , is the same as perception . It improves how you observe things and how clearly you can observe them . Basically , the more wisdom you have , the more clearer the world is , if that makes sense .

Vitality was the same as usual , more you have , the longer you live .

Dexterity , increases your reflexes and body movement and whatnot . It makes it easier to move your body around .

Stamina , is the energy used by the physical body . It basically increases the stamina . That's it .

And strength is the maximum amount of power the body can exert at one instance . Basically , as 1 is a normal human's strength , a person with 20 strength attributes can exert 20x a normal human's strength . 

That's it . No major changes . Just the name has change , and it became easier to understand because the system never described what the attribute types did .

Leo also found out , a normal human has 2 attributes at the very least at half . Usually , it's intelligence or wisdom being one of them . 

Leo wanted to learn magic right now , so he was waiting for his unassigned points to be assigned . He of course directly assigned them to intelligence .

[ 12 points assigned to intelligence ]
[ Attribute total : 147.70 reached pseudo-upper-intermediate tier ]
[ Anything below middle intermediate tier does not affect the attributes or growth boost ]

Leo sighed as he looked down at the soldiers .

' Each of them is at least as strong as an upper-intermediate tier hero . I can't go anywhere without being followed . I am a balanced type . Was , at least , until now . I need to focus on my strength and intelligence with the unassigned points . The rest , can grow with the rest .' He thought as he went back in through the opened window .

' Intelligence makes it easier to use anything related to Mana . Strength , well , just makes me strong . If I have more mana , I can use [ Reaper ] as a normal ability .' 

Right now the abilities [Reaper] gave him could only act as means of travelling . There was no way he could actively use them in battles when he consumed 6000 Mana/min and had only 3500 Mana with 3% Regeneration .

" Brother , you also need to study . That uncle gave us these magic books because he heard you say you wanted to learn magic . At least learn it if you asked for it ." Leah said as she stood up , with the book still in her hands .

" As you wish . I will sit right by your side and study all the magic I can . Just do me a favor and arrange it in the way I have to learn them ." He said as he picked up the whole stack of books and sat next where Leah was standing .

Leah looked at him for some time , then nodded and sat back down . " The 5 on top are mine so let's remove those ." She said as she picked up the 5 books on the top of the stack and put them on her side . " Start from the ' Theory of electricity ' and ' How electrons move ' after that go for ' Elec ... "

Leo listened as his sister put the book in a series from where he had to learn and where it would end . She put the books one by one as she said their names , and when it reached 5 she pushed them back on the table and put another book on the first position .

After about 15 minutes , when she was done briefly explaining the contents of the books along with the name , there were 3 columns of books with 5 books in each .

" So what you are saying is , I have to go from the one on the leftmost top to the one at the rightmost bottom , just to set up a basic foundation for sighting magic ?" He said as he pointed at each of the books he named .

Leah looked at him with a smile and said " Pretty much ."

Leo looked back at the books on the table and almost fainted as he remembered a problem .

' The first 5 are taught to students in up to high school . The next 5 in college , and the next only those who work with electricity everyday will know .' His thoughts stopped here as he looked the top column . He sighed with regret as he mumbled " Why does going to school have benefits in another world ?" under his breath .

Leo was a loner in his world who got trapped in a VRMMoRPG death-game , where his sadistic side started to grow more and more . 

He made it his goal to slaughter everyone to sate his desire for blood . When he finally achieved his goal , he was called to a world full of 'Heroes' by the Dragon's Death-God . 

[Author's Note: This is my first novel so please make sure to do what you should and please point out any grammatical mistakes and such . I would try to write as much as possible so please support this webnovel.]

A green mist covered the room, seeping into every cabinet, wooden pot, book and flask that was left open.

A young boy, with curly black hair and thick aviator goggles ran around the room, taking dusts from pots and throwing them in mixers and flasks filled with liquids, all while reading books spread on top of the counters, pages of recipes stapled to the wall, and scrolls thrown on the ground.

He carefully gathers all of the filled glasses and empties them at a Steel cauldron in the middle of the room, which stood on top of rocks which burned, but gave out no smoke.

As he was about to deposit the last flask, a shockwave blew across the room, knocking many things into the ground, sending the flask flying into the wall.

Just before the sound of glass shattering could be heard across the room, the boy reached out his gloved hand to the flying flask. "Traxia!" A magic circle formed around his wrist, and then rotated along with it. The viscous liquid in the flask quickly flew out of the container, speeding across the air and dropping inside the cauldron.

As the dust and glass settled in the room, the boy sighed and dropped his hand, the magic circle disappearing. He took a good look at the cauldron's content, smelled it, took a sip of it, nodded with a satisfied look, and ran out of the basement.

"Anton! How many times will I have to tell you not to use Pyromancy inside the house!" he shouted, as he ran towards the living room.

The living room would more appropriately be described as a training ground, with walls, floors and ceilings made out of metal, and several training dummies laying in the ground, burnt mostly into ashes. 
Laid unconscious against one of the metal walls, was a kid with messy white hair wearing an oversized robe, holding a staff made of two intertwined parts; one of pure white metal, which was straight and shiny, and another of black wood, pointy and dark. The top of the staff was lit in flames that quickly dissipated, revealing a white crystal floating on top of it.

"Anton! Damn it," said the boy, shaking the white haired kid awake. "you have to control yourself when training!"

Anton opens his eyes, looking at the black haired boy with a confused expression, which quickly turns into a smile.

"Frank! I did it, I figured out a new casting method!" he leaped to his feet, and his staff flew to his hand.

He pointed his staff to Frank, several magic circles starting to rotate around the white crystal that floated on top of it.

"Wait! Not on me, are you insane!?" shouted Frank, as several layers of semi-transparent barriers, which looked like blue panels, appeared between him and Anton.

Anton quickly realized his targeting, pointing his staff at a dummy which already had half of it's face missing.
 
"Flamare," Anton spoke calmly. A stream of fire leaving the crystal of his staff, setting the dummy aflame.
"Fuckin-" Frank pointed his barriers to the dummy, but was interrupted by a

"Ruina!" All of the flames collapsed into a small sphere, which quickly exploded into a ball of fire that covered the living room, stopped only by the metal walls and an invisible barrier that protected the hallways.

As the flames died down, and the ashes settled back into the ground, Frank sighed. This happened more often than he knew how to handle. He took a good lock at his once-again unconscious brother, and picked him up from the ground.

*So much for a boy genius*, he thought, carrying him to his room.

Walking through the old house, the wooden floors creaked as he stepped on them, making sounds which Frank knew as intimately as the recipes from his first Farmacomancy book. This house had long past expired, still holding itself together only due to the myriad of spells cast by their parents.

Frank kicked his little brother's room door open, and put him in his bed. Anton's room looked more like a library than a room. Every inch of wall had bookshelves, and every bookshelf was filled with books and more books on every topic you could imagine. There were stacks of books on top of stacks of loose papers on top of scrolls on top of the ground, and if one were to open the dresser, they would find more vials of ink than clothes. The only clean part of the room was Anton's desk, which he kept meticulously organized, with a clean feather, a closed vial of ink, an empty scroll, and a book open on whichever page he had last stopped reading it; the book this time was thick and big enough to make the table curve, and held a title which would scare any other teenager: Theory and Study of Modern Casting Methods III.

The room had stayed this way for 10 years, and would probably stay this way forever if they were not to depart tomorrow. But alas, it had long been the dream of the two, to study in the same University their parents did, and to become scientists in their respective area, and tomorrow, they would be taking their first step into this journey.

Frank opened his brother's dresser, and quickly made a bag with all the clean clothes that he could find. He left a backpack on top of the desk, closing the book and putting it on the nearest pile of thick books.
"Escrivum" he whispered flicking his wrist at the open scroll. A magic circle spun around the scroll, letters starting to form as if burned into the paper. *Pack only important things, brother. There will be plenty of books and writing material in the university.*

He sighed and left the room, closing the door lightly, and headed to his laboratory to pack everything up.

"The day has finally come," he murmured to himself. "I hope the two of you are proud of us, Mr and Mrs. Voya."

A green mist covered the room, seeping into every cabinet, wooden pot, book and flask that was left open.
A young boy, with curly black hair and thick aviator goggles, ran around the room taking dusts from pots and throwing them in mixers and flasks filled with liquids; All while reading books spread on top of the counters, pages of recipes stapled to the wall, and scrolls thrown on the ground.
He carefully gathers all of the filled glasses and empties them at a Steel cauldron in the middle of the room, which stood on top of rocks which burned, but gave out no smoke.
As he was about to deposit the last flask, a shock wave blew across the room, knocking many things into the ground, sending the flask flying into the wall.
Just before the sound of glass shattering could be heard across the room, the boy reached out his gloved hand to the flying flask. "Traxia!" A magic circle formed around his wrist, and then rotated along with it. The viscous liquid in the flask quickly flew out of the container, speeding across the air and dropping inside the cauldron.
As the dust and glass settled in the room, the boy sighed and dropped his hand, the magic circle disappearing. He took a good look at the cauldron's content, smelled it, took a sip of it, nodded with a satisfied look, and ran out of the basement.
"Anton! How many times will I have to tell you not to use Pyromancy inside the house!" he shouted, as he ran towards the living room.
The living room would more appropriately be described as a training ground, with walls, floors and ceilings made out of metal, and several training dummies laying in the ground, burnt mostly into ashes.
Laid unconscious against one of the metal walls, was a kid with messy white hair wearing an oversized white cloak, holding a staff made of two intertwined parts; one of pure white metal, which was straight and shiny, and another of black wood, pointy and dark. The top of the staff was lit in flames that quickly dissipated, revealing a white crystal floating on top of it.
"Anton! Damn it," said the boy, shaking the white haired kid awake. "you have to control yourself when training!"
Anton opens his eyes, looking at the black haired boy with a confused expression, which quickly turns into a smile.
"Frank! I did it, I figured out a new casting method!" he leaped to his feet, and his staff flew to his hand.
He pointed his staff to Frank, several magic circles starting to rotate around the white crystal that floated on top of it.
"Wait! Not on me, are you insane!?" shouted Frank, as several layers of semi-transparent barriers, which looked like blue panels, appeared between him and Anton.
Anton quickly realized his targeting, pointing his staff at a dummy which already had half of it's face missing.
"Flamare," Anton spoke calmly. A stream of fire leaving the crystal of his staff, setting the dummy aflame.
"Fuckin-" Frank pointed his barriers to the dummy, but was interrupted by a
"Ruina!" All of the flames collapsed into a small sphere, which quickly exploded into a ball of fire that covered the living room, stopped only by the metal walls and an invisible barrier that protected the hallways.
As the flames died down, and the ashes settled back into the ground, Frank sighed. This happened more often than he knew how to handle. He took a good lock at his once-again unconscious brother, and picked him up from the ground.
*So much for a young genius*, he thought, carrying him to his room.
Walking through the old house, the wooden floors creaked as he stepped on them, making sounds which Frank knew as intimately as the recipes from his first Alchemy book. This house had long past expired, still holding itself together only due to the myriad of spells cast by their parents.
Frank kicked his little brother's room door open, and put him in his bed. Anton's room looked more like a library than a room. Every inch of wall had bookshelves, and every bookshelf was filled with books and more books on every topic you could imagine. There were stacks of books on top of stacks of loose papers on top of scrolls on top of the ground, and if one were to open the dresser, they would find more vials of ink than clothes. The only clean part of the room was Anton's desk, which he kept meticulously organized, with a clean feather, a closed vial of ink, an empty scroll, and a book open on whichever page he had last stopped reading it; the book this time was thick and big enough to make the table curve, and held a title which would scare any other teenager: Theory and Study of Modern Casting Methods III.
The room had stayed this way for 10 years, and would probably stay this way forever if they were not to depart tomorrow. But alas, it had long been the dream of the two, to study in the same University their parents did, and to become scientists in their respective area, and tomorrow, they would be taking their first step into this journey.
Frank opened his brother's dresser, and quickly made a bag with all the clean clothes that he could find. He left a backpack on top of the desk, closing the book and putting it on the nearest pile of thick books.
"Escrivum" he whispered, flicking his wrist at the open scroll. A magic circle spun around the scroll, letters starting to form as if burned into the paper. *Pack only important things, brother. There will be plenty of books and writing material in the university.*
He sighed and left the room, closing the door lightly, and headed to his laboratory to pack everything up.
"The day has finally come," he murmured to himself. "I hope the two of you are proud of us, Mr and Mrs. Voya."

In Gaia, magic has been studied for centuries by every civilization there is, with several divergent "paths" of study, where scientists test the limits of mana. In the mainland, Anton and his brother Frank are finally admitted to Astra Magic University, and they depart, leaving behind their old ruined lives.

However, amidst his studies, the boy genius discovers a new path of wizardry to study: Chronomancy.

Follow the story of Anton as he deepens himself into this brand new area of magic, and discovers a secret that might just put his life, and of all others he know, at risk.

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Readers Choice Awards is an annual contest where the world's best books are put for voting to the readers, that's why it has been named as READERS choice awards. We have been closely watching the voting process of this award. We realised that worldwide readers of the books which had been nominated participated for this contest to vote for their favourite books. The founder of Motivational Strips said 'A book is as good as a reader loves to read them". This statement plays vital role in today's world of books. Every year hundreds of thousands of book get published but the writers acumen in keeping the mind of the reader occupied is what takes a book to the threshold of success.
Thus this contest year on year is to win the POPULAR CATEGORY amidst the RC awards. Every reader looks at this aspect, year on year to see who takes the stakes for this category. The commercial value of a book comes to the public front when the Readers decide the winners. The authors who get nominated from across the globe are selected on the basis of their reader base and acceptance in the literary world. Every author trues hard to win the 'Popular Category' because only this category can reflect the authentic global readers verdict. It reveals the content quality, value, and marketability of a book to other readers. This category is very difficult to win, as the decision-makers are real readers. The readers judge the book best. So only those books which get read by them makes it to the top in this category. It's the toughest category and the most authentic one.
Apart from that, there are also commercial categories, which may be complimentary. They are not based on readers decisions but on the discretion of the of someone magazines. They are given away in kind to encourage and not disappoint some privileged ones who are loyal to these magazines. The readers are never taken into decision and are chosen by the magazine authorities. Though this category doesn't have much relevance, but helps many upcoming writers to get their reader base commenced. It's a honorary appreciation that are given away in surplus to the participants. (These Categories are awarded normally to encourage participants and based on good relations with the home magazine). All award committees in the world keep such categories to keep their entity running. The world needs to uplift some upcoming writers too.
We are glad to announce the top three winners and the top seven participants who made it this year to READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 IN THE POPULAR CATEGORY. The top three winners and the seven participants are as below.
TITLE OF BOOK
READERS VOTES
1. Stories that Intrigue - Brenda Mohammed (Romance Category)
Total Readers Voted - 1013
(Gold Winner) - Overall Votes
(Gold Winner) - Romance Category
2. The Ghost Wisdom - Shiju H. Pallithazheth (Non-Fiction Category)
Total Readers Voted - 670
(Silver Winner) - Overall
(Gold Winner) - Non-Fiction Category
3. Written in Water - Lesley Hayes (Other Fiction Category)
Total Readers Voted - 449
(Bronze Winner) - Overall
(Gold Winner) - Other Fiction Category
Finalists Of Popular Category ( These books didn't make it as Winners among the global mass, However, some of them have been awarded honorary Readers Choice awards upon the discretion of the magazine to motivate them. So for those who got the honorary titles, we express our heartfelt congratulations)
4. Sparky - Millie Slavidou
Total Readers Voted - 331
5. The Shimmer - Sylva Fae Total Readers Voted 247
6. A Year in the life of Leah- Lucinda Clarke
Total Readers Voted - 245
7. To Target the Heart - Andrea Alien Total Readers Voted - 189
8. Irma's Endgame - Paulette Mathurin
Total Readers Voted - 187
9. Chronicles of Fen Cermain -Y.W. Lumaris
Total Readers Voted - 139
10. The Mouse in the Hammock - Bethany Brevard
Total Readers Voted - 123
The source of this data as attached is obtained from the Award Voting portal.
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