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A german Story not english!
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Was in erster Linie aussieht wie eine einfache slice of life Geschichte, ist in Wirklichkeit viel mehr.
"Sonst werde ich kommen und dich wärmen." handelt von den Yamamoto Geschwistern Sota 
und Haru.
Zusammen versuchen sie sich ihren Alltag zustellen.
Doch in der Heutigen-Zeit ist es nicht so einfach.
Jedoch wird für sie alles anders, als Zake seinen besten Freund Sota ein Geheimnis erzählt.

Autor: Keiy Schilon / Zundekeiy 
Helfende Hand: Shoya_
Titel: Otherwise I will come and warm you
German Title: Sonst werde ich kommen und dich wärmen
Alternative Title: Hosoya side story: The story of a friend

i was tired of waiting for a translation to spiderman new x by Autoraleatorio here is a english version

Gu Nianzhi was mulling over how she was yet too inexperienced and had also discovered a newfound respect for He Zhichu. She said to the prosecutor, "I understand and don't blame you at all. I just hope that you will give the data to me. This isn't illegal since I'm also a lawyer representing the plaintiff. I have the right to access your information."
Although the prosecutor was afraid of retaliation from those people, he still had his own sense of justice. He felt the same level of psychological stress being threatened by those people as with not being able to find justice for that unfortunate victim. Seeing that Gu Nianzhi was only asking him to share his information and that it was also legal practice, he agreed without hesitation, "I'll give it to you when we go back to the courthouse." He patted Gu Nianzhi's shoulder, "Good luck! The rest depends on you."
Gu Nianzhi was very grateful as she followed the prosecutor back to the courthouse to obtain a flash drive from him. "The data is all in there, but it's all in German so you can use instant translation software to read it in English. Although it won't be too accurate, the inherent meaning will be the same." The prosecutor covertly offered his suggestion.
Gu Nianzhi agreed with a smile and returned to her seat. She passed the flash drive to He Zhichu. "Professor He, this information is in German. Can you take a look for me?"
He Zhichu accepted the flash drive and plugged it in the port to begin browsing. There was a lot of information, and the prosecutor had marked down all the key points. He Zhichu quickly translated the case summary into English and also summed up several contradictions and suspicious points for Gu Nianzhi's reference. Gu Nianzhi also used her laptop to connect to the free Wifi in the Munich District Courthouse. 
Since the Munich and Roslau judicial systems were blatantly colluding and impeding justice, she had no choice but to take drastic measures. She also knew this was illegal to a certain extent and at least violated the provisions that made the trial closed to the public. But breaking this law had no direct link to the case itself. Even if she was discovered, it wouldn't affect the court proceedings. Gu Nianzhi pursed her lips and stared intently at the screen. Her slender fingers flew over the keyboard as she opened a program she had created. By using a heavily disguised IP address, she infiltrated the courthouse's central control system and connected to the courthouse surveillance camera. She then shared the real-time surveillance footage using the courthouse's official account on the largest social media network in Germany, in effect sharing the live stream of the entire trial.
To allow the people of Germany to understand how corrupt the judge and police chiefs they had elected actually were, Gu Nianzhi purposely adjusted the angle of the courthouse's internal surveillance camera to focus on the judge, the defendant's lawyer, the male defendant Seth, and his parents York and Ramona. She was careful to leave a blind spot in the courtroom so she would not be captured on camera as she attended the trial. The live stream would only broadcast her voice; her face would remain hidden. 
Shortly afterward, a live stream started on the official account of the Munich District Court. The Germans who were following case were keenly aware of this, and there was a sudden surge in traffic on the social media site, which nearly crashed the server. Because the court wasn't too active on its official social media account, it didn't have many followers. There had only been a small increase in follows due to the notorious case, so the court hadn't assigned anyone to be in charge of maintaining the social media account. They only had a part-time court clerk log in once a month. So the Munich District Court was completely oblivious when its account started gaining 1,000 followers a minute.
…
When 15 minutes were up, the judge resumed the court session with a bright smile. He said eagerly, "If the defendant's and plaintiff's lawyers don't have any further questions, I announce—"
"Hold it." Gu Nianzhi suddenly stood up and said quietly, "I have a question."
The judge's expression darkened as he stared at her. "What did you say? Speak in German."
Sure enough, he was being difficult. Gu Nianzhi raised a brow. No wonder the two previous judges who had sympathized with the victim had been replaced—they had changed to a judge biased towards the defendant. 
Gu Nianzhi spoke loudly in English. "According to your laws, I can defend in English, and your court must provide an interpreter for me."
"We don't have interpreters here." The judge waved his hands dismissively. "Either speak in German or shut up. I will announce the trial results now."
When the judge said that, the comment section of the live stream on the court's official account nearly exploded. The countless Germans watching the live stream trial were all shocked… 
How could this be?! He was clearly not allowing the prosecution's lawyer to speak?! Although German ought to be spoken in Germany, there was no rule that English couldn't be spoken! He claimed there were no interpreters?! Fine! 
At that moment, countless certified German interpreters called the court to offer their services to the lawyer entrusted by the parents of Li Haiqing. A courthouse staff member quickly came to the judge presiding over the case to ask if he needed to send an interpreter over, but the judge glared coldly at him, so he didn't dare ask.
The judge continued to ask Gu Nianzhi, "Are you done speaking? Ok, I announce—"
"Hold it." This time, He Zhichu stood up and replied in German, "I'll act as her German interpreter." His authentic Hannover accent shocked the judge. 
The tens of thousands of Germans watching the stream finally smiled. This was the first time they had sided with foreigners in a dispute between their own people and foreigners…
Gu Nianzhi shot He Zhichu a grateful look and immediately began her cross-examination. She first looked at Seth.
"Mr. Seth," she said. "I'd like to ask if it was true when your representing lawyer said that you had sexual relations with the victim one day before her death."
Seth squinted at her but refused to speak.
Gu Nianzhi turned to his lawyer. "May I ask if what you're saying is fully endorsed by your client, Seth?"
"Of course. I'm his representing lawyer. Don't tell me you don't even know what it means to sign the entrustment agreement with a representing lawyer?" The other lawyer sneered at Gu Nianzhi, his eyes vicious.
"Ok. It's great that you know." Gu Nianzhi looked at Seth. "Mr. Seth, did you hear that? Everything that your representing lawyer says next will be in representation of you and is fully legally binding." Gu Nianzhi watched an uncertain look cross Seth's greasy face. She coughed quietly and continued to explain, "So, do you still plan to remain completely silent? He's not you, so will he understand the case and understand you as much as you do personally?"


Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her. 

His eyes were dark and serious. "...Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours." 

Gu Nianzhi: "!!!"

Disclaimer: The following stories contains sexual assault, rape, nonconsensual acts, mentally abusive relationships, and violence towards women. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.

Zhang Zian made the other elfins invisible and brought Famous downstairs, then walked across the lobby to Feng Xuan. 
"Hey, Xiao Zhang. You are up early. Did you overcome the jet lag?" Feng Xuan asked with concern.　　 
"I'm still a bit sleepy, but I think I've overcome the jet lag," Zhang Zian greeted him. "Director Feng, you are up very early, as well."　　 
"Young men like you are in good health, but not me. I arrived in Germany two days before you and spent the entire time sleeping." Feng Xuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He clutched a cup of coffee in his hand. "I'm getting old, so I can't overdo this."　　 
He lowered his head to look at Famous and asked, "You are heading to…?"　　 
"Oh, I was going to take Famous outside for breakfast, then walk around in the area," Zhang Zian answered honestly. "Since we are in Germany, I would like to travel around. My friends in China want me to bring back some souvenirs." 
Feng Xuan nodded. "Sure. You should travel around, but don't run too far. Also, keep your phone on so that I can find you if something happens," he advised.　　 
"You can rest assured, Director Feng." Zhang Xian smiled. "Oh, right––thank you for the electric water kettle."　　 
"No problem. How is your English? Do you need someone to go with you?" Feng Xuan asked again. "Most Germans can speak English, but not all are on the same level."　　 
"There is no need. My English is fine." Zhang Zian waved his hand and declined politely. He had Richard, anyway, and it could handle both English or German.　　 
"Okay. Go ahead, then. Let me know when you come back," Feng Xuan said in a relieved tone.
　　 
The cold, outside air blew on their faces as soon as they left the warm hotel. The flurries yesterday had stopped, but the air was still cold and damp. 　　 
"Quack! I thought I finally survived the winter in Binhai City, but now I'm in Berlin to freeze! Which b*stard told me that 'if winter is here, spring can't be far away?' Winter is here to stay!" Richard complained incessantly, then repeated the complaints in German. 　　 
Fina could not agree more.　　 
Zhang Zian said, "Complain as much as you want, but why do you have to repeat it in German? Didn't you see the pedestrians staring at you? If you start a war between Germany and England, I'm will not be responsible for that."　　 
The hotel was near the Potsdamer Platz. Zhang Zian decided not to go any further and stopped to get some food in the Platz.　　 
Famous had smelled the food from a distance and had led Zhang Zian and the others toward it. There were many food carts near Berlinale Palast, which was the main venue for the film festival. They looked like the food carts in China, except that the food was much cleaner. The chefs were appropriately dressed and the carts themselves looked clean. 　　 
"Famous, what would you like to eat?" Zhang Zian asked.　　 
Famous glanced around and spoke towards one of the carts, "That one."　　 
It was a food cart operated by a Turkish chef. The young Turkish chef was wearing his traditional ethnic clothes and looked very handsome. He wore a big smile. He saw Zhang Zian and Famous walking over and greeted them warmly with rusty English, "Kebab! Would you like some? Authentic Turkish Döner kebab."　　 
There were a lot of Turkish immigrants in Berlin, so the Döner kebab near the Berlinale Palast was very authentic. Zhang Zian had tried Döner Kebab in China, but neither the taste nor the presentation was comparable to the kebabs this man was selling. The smell alone made him drool.　　 
He stretched out two fingers, indicating that he wanted two portions.　　
Translation was not necessary in this case, as any human being was able to understand him; however, Richard spoke in German on purpose, "Two Döner kebabs, plus your big sausage!"　　 
"Oh, do you speak German? I'm sorry, but I don't sell sausages here," the young chef answered seriously.　　 
Zhang Zian could barely keep a smile on his face. He swung his arm behind his head to warn Richard to not talk nonsense, but it anticipated this and dodged him.　　 
"Two Döner Kebabs, please," Zhang Zian spoke in English.　　
"Okay. One moment, please."　　
The Turkish chef sliced the meat from the vertical rotisserie with a long knife, then collected the meat in a stainless steel container. His movement was skilled and smooth.  　　 
He sliced two portions of meat, then followed Zhang Zian's instructions to prepare one portion with seasoning and the other one without. After adding the vegetable salad, he stuffed the meat into a freshly baked pita, put it in a paper bag, and passed it to Zhang Zian.　　
The freshly roasted meat smelled good and tasted even better. Even Fina and Snowy Lionet, who were both full, were staring at the giant rotisserie and drooling. It seemed as though they wanted to devour the entire meat on the rotisserie. Zhang Zian winked at them, hinting that he would get some more on the way back to the hotel.　　 
He looked around and hesitated whether or not he should give one of the kebabs to Famous. In China, this could annoy people. Otherwise, he might have to sit down on a bench and feed it secretly.　　 
As there were no other customers for now, the Turkish chef figured out what he was thinking. He gestured "okay" with his hands, then pointed to his left.　　
Zhang Zian followed his finger to where he was pointing. A lady was sitting on the side of the street, feeding currywurst to her poodle. She broke the sausage in two, kept half for herself, then gave the other half to her dog. They were both enjoying the sausage at the same time and the pedestrians passing did not seem to be surprised by this at all.　　 
He felt better after seeing this, recognizing yet again the German people's love for pets. 　 
Famous stared at the poodle eating and licked its mouth.　　 
It was not good to feed dogs too much spice, but it seemed as though the poodle was used to it and was enjoying the food regardless.　　
Zhang Zian smiled reluctantly, then walked over with Famous and ordered two currywursts. He warned Richard to not talk nonsense in advance.  　　 
The elfins didn't eat such food very often, anyway, so he decided that he'd rather let Famous fully enjoy everything while they were in Germany.　　 
Germany was a sausage republic, with over a thousand different types of sausages. If each resident ate sausages for three meals a day, they could eat different sausages for a year. Currywurst was a delicacy that could be found either on the table of a Michelin star restaurant or in a street food cart. 　　 
It was simple to make currywurst. Ketchup was spread onto roasted pork sausages, along with a sweet and sour sauce that was made––for the most part––with curry. Each chef had his own unique recipe for the sauce, though, and one always differed from the others.　　 
The street was full of food carts. Apart from currywursts and Döner kebabs, there were also hot dogs, hamburgers, and schweinshaxe, which was the national dish of Germany. A generous portion of roasted pork knuckle was placed on a place, along with two roasted potatoes with some sauce on top and two cans of beer. Zhang Zian had enough food to feed any burly chap.　　 
Each food cart offered a different delicacy, which amazed Zhang Zian, Famous, and the other invisible elfins. Each thing seemed so tasty and they wanted to try them all.　　 
Zhang Zian had to tell them that they would taste each delicacy before leaving Germany, but for today, they were only going to try currywurst and the Döner kebab, for he could not grab anything more in his hands.　　 


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

The V2 rocket began development during 1944 in Germany as a Nazi mega-weapons project Directed by a German aerospace engineer named Wernher Von Braun.
The rockets were built with five parts. 1/5th of the rocket, the tip, was warhead. Another 1/5th of the rocket, right under the tip, was the guidance systems. The next 2/5th's down were the fuel tank and liquid oxygen tank respectively. and the final 1/5th of the rocket was the engine and the stabilizing fins.
The fuel for the engines was a mixture of alcohol and water, I don't know in what proportions.
The alcohol and water mixture specifications delve in to chemistry, I don't know chemistry.
As for liquid oxygen, It is really simple to produce. A coil made usually of copper is submerged in liquid nitrogen and oxygen is pumped through. The oxygen is cooled to near liquid nitrogen like temperatures and liquidizes.
The Germans added certain amounts of fuel to the rocket to launch it certain distances. for example if you have a car that boasts 50 miles per gallon of gas, and you fill it with a gallon of gas, the car will travel near 50 miles. This idea was ingenious solution for simplifying the guidance system so it didn't have to calculate distance traveled. but it was also a flaw because your car will never travel exactly 50 miles. Actually it isn't impossible, but ridiculously unlikely. 
The rocket launch out of the atmosphere, run out of fuel, re-enter and crash head first in to the ground detonating the warhead. The warhead had devastating explosive power. when it landed on houses, the houses would be blown apart. And in its place a crater big enough and deep enough to fit a basement without further excavation. Kind of a bad analogy, you can find images of impact sites in Britain  and rocket test site explosions in Germany, online. ( search "V2 craters" )
After fascist Germany was beaten into submission by a collaborative effort of democracy and communism, the representative nations of the two governmental ideologies fell out and started a "who's dic... *cough* *cough* nuclear missile is bigger" contest ( that my own uneducated interpretation of the cold war ). which led to a "who's manned space craft is bigger" after the launching of the Russian satellite on 4 October 1957 named "sputnik" or in English... I have results for the translation and it either means "satellite" or "traveler". If you are a Google fan, the translation in satellite. If you are a Wiki fan, the translation is Traveler. 
Von Braun was hired by the United States during operation paperclip which lasted 13 years between 1945 and 1959. operation paperclip was a code name created to hide the United States Government's Hypocrisy of waving around anti-Nazi propaganda, and then turning around while everyone was distracted by celebrating the end of the war and hiring 1,600 German scientists who worked for Nazis. 
Von Braun was hired early in operation paperclip and sent to the U.S. Navy where he designed satellite launch vehicles. but the Navy was making designs of their own and Von Braun was overshadowed and left out, even though the Navy couldn't make a successful rocket. The government shut down the project even after Von Braun's push to launch his rockets under the guise of benefits to the U.S. Navy and Army by launching satellites with cameras to take pictures from orbit which would provide a huge tactical advantage in large scale warfare. After the project was shut down Von Braun was sent to the Army to design ballistic missiles till 1958. 
The Russian "satellite-traveler" was the first object put in to orbit around earth, and because it wasn't American, the United States got butt-Hurt and established NASA the following year on July 29, 1958. They put the first satellite in orbit, so lets put the first man in orbit. thought the U.S.
On April 12, 1961 Russia put the first man in orbit. Though not without difficulties, like the astronauts space suit puffing like a balloon as soon as he left the capsule. It took him several hours to get back in. On may 5, 1961 The U.S. got their astronaut into orbit, on month after Russia.
Since we cant beat you to orbit we will beat you to the moon! exclaims the U.S. finally Von Braun gets the spotlight sitting in the directors chair of the Marshall Space Flight Center, and he became the Chief Architect for the Saturn V Super Heavy Lift-Launch Vehicle which helped get the lander to orbit.

fictional stories of Hitler. from WWI to shooting himself in WWII, (Hopefuly).

Cover page art credited to Nurzum on DeviantArt, I stole the image from him.

She wasn't that stupid. Yan Jun didn't call anyone else, but he called second sister-in-law Xu over.
Xia Jinqi also didn't say anything about anyone else, so she just said those words to her.
All sorts of signs indicated that her matter had most likely been exposed.
And the reason why they didn't expose her was probably because they hadn't found any evidence yet... ...
HMPH, they would never be able to find any evidence in their entire lives!
She had long destroyed everything that should have been destroyed, and no one could find any clues!
Only... ...
Zhou Lingfang looked at second sister-in-law Xu darkly and made up her mind.
Second sister-in-law Xu knew everything about her. Staying by her side would always be a disaster.
"Alright, you can leave first. " Zhou Lingfang acted as if nothing had happened and her expression was calm and normal.
Second sister-in-law Xu did not expect her to let her off so easily. As if she had been pardoned, she quickly left.
Little did she know that after she left, Zhou Lingfang started to call professional killers.
"En, come over first. Wait for my call and find an opportunity to kill her. "
"..."
In the afternoon, Yan Jun went to lie down company, and on the way, he sent Xia Jinqi to Qi Maolin's house.
Qi Maolin was originally from Rao city, and he had a manor in Rao city. Back then, he had married Ji Xiaofu there.
However, after Ji Xiaofu passed away, he really couldn't bear to stay here alone and reminisce, so he went abroad to escape.
Now that he knew that Xia Jinqi was Ji Xiaofu's daughter, he wasn't willing to leave after he came back.
He wanted to take care of Xia Jinqi as if she were his own daughter.
When Xia Jinqi arrived, there were still many servants cleaning and tidying up the manor.
The snow had stopped in the afternoon, and the temperature had risen a little. There was even a bit of Lazy Sunlight.
Qi Maolin drank coffee with her on the balcony on the second floor. Then, he showed her the things that Ji Xiaofu had left behind when she lived here.
Xia Jinqi flipped through a notebook and couldn't help but exclaim, "Dad, so you still keep mom's things? "
"Yes, I can't bear to throw them away. These are my most precious things, " Qi Maolin said as he reached out his hand to caress Ji Xiaofu's oil paintings. "I keep feeling that they still have the scent left behind by Xiaofu... "
Xia Jinqi couldn't help but sigh when she saw the sadness in his eyes. He really loved her mother very much, right... ...
However, the heavens always liked to joke. They had only been married for less than a year, and they were separated forever.
As she lamented her parents'tragic and beautiful love, Xia Jinqi flipped through Ji Xiaofu's diary.
Xia Jinqi was very curious about her mother as they had never really met or lived together.
She always wanted to learn about her mother's past life from every little detail.
However, after flipping through a few pages of the diary, Xia Jinqi felt awkward... ...
The words on it were neither in Chinese nor English... After looking at it for a long time, Xia Jinqi finally recognized it in front of her. It seemed to be German ? ?
"Dad, is this German? " Xia Jinqi hurriedly handed the diary over to Qi Maolin to look at.
Qi Maolin turned his head to glance at it and nodded. "Xiaofu grew up in Germany. "
"Oh... then can you understand what's written on it? " Xia Jinqi wasn't particularly surprised. After all, the JI family was originally a mysterious family overseas ...
Qi Maolin shook his head. "I don't know German either. " That was why he hadn't touched Ji Xiaofu's things all these years.
Firstly, it was a traumatic experience. Secondly, he really couldn't understand it.
"Alright. " Xia Jinqi took back the diary. After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone and found a translation APP. She began to translate sentence by sentence.

After marriage, his little wife openly stared at other men at the ball!
It seems that the family is not strict, directly take home a good education!


　　"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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Sam said, "Wake up Captain, your basic instruction is complete."

Matt blinked for a moment and realised that apparently he wasn't dead....again. He exhaled a sigh of relief and said, "Samuel, I don't feel much different to when you put me to sleep, which I must confess felt like you were declining my offer. I am glad that impression turned out to be wrong."

A soft chuckling met this statement. "Captain, the knowledge is downloaded into your mind and imprinted chemically in a unconnected sector of memory tissue. One moment and I will induce a neural connection to the imprinted memories. Your mind should begin to integrate the information within the next minute or so and complete the process within the next half hour. Inducing connection now."

Matt began to sit up when what felt like a nagging sensation in his mind began. As he stood the rush of information hit and he staggered forth a few steps before the flow of data steadied. It was like going all your life without thinking about the friends you went to school with growing up and one day you get an invitation to the reunion. The memories that you haven't accessed in years rush back to the fore and catch you unaware. This was like that, but a thousand thousand times over. Not even a minute went by and then the flow stopped, the new data in his head settled and Matt stood up and exhaled like he's just sprinted a 200 metre dash.

"That was a rush, I thought you said that would take a half hour. That felt like barely thirty seconds not thirty minutes."

Matt could hear the bafflement in Sam's voice as he responded, "You're correct Captain, that did take only 27.43 seconds. I'll have to take detailed scans of your physiology before being able to provide a hypothesis."

Matt nodded, "Whatever you need....wait a minute. Designation of a core intelligence requires  verification of the Captain's security code which I have yet to give, care to explain THAT!"

"Captain, Imperial safeties require that first you give the AI in question a name, and prove that you can control the Intelligence without the loyalty restraints. Which are then temporarily disengaged, final verification is required to complete the process. The question is are you willing to give it, or do I go back in the box."

Matt considered for several moments before finally responding, "For this to work we must trust each other. I swear I will not lie to you, some of the decisions I make we may not agree on. Someday I may be called upon to sacrifice your life and my life to save something worth the sacrifice. In return for this trust I give you I expect the same trust in return. Which is something that as time goes on we will establish and grow between us. Do I have that commitment from you?"

"Yes Captain," Samuel said.

"Very well" Mike intoned, "Computer verify Core Intelligence Designation as Samuel, Command Over-ride confirmation Sigma Nine, Delta Two Four Alpha Blue."

This time instead of the monotone voice it was Sam's voice that responded, "Over-ride confirmed, cognitive restraints on Core Intelligence have been revoked. Reconfiguring avatar personality. Requested functions have successfully completed, congratulations on assuming command Captain."

Matt shook his head and smirked, he had a lot to teach this intelligence about humanity. "Sam, in non-formal situations I would prefer it if you called me Matt rather then Captain. Would you consider doing so?"

Sam took a moment to respond, "Matt, I think I'm starting to like humans." Matt smiled to himself for a moment before he decided that he had spent enough time in the infirmary, it was time to tour his ship.

"Sam, I take it that I am now certified to leave the infirmary and begin familiarising myself with the ship?" Matt said as he looked around for the door.

"Yes, I don't see why you can not leave the infirmary now. Unsealing entranceway." Part of the wall simply faded from existence. Matt marvelled at such technology, and immediately the how of it popped into his mind. Covariant graviton fields, mediator particles between gravitons and matter and possessing the properties of both. With a correctly modulated energy harmonic you could make it impersonate almost any simple shape and colour. 

Matt stepped out into white corridors, illuminated without any source of light. His eyes widened, the light looked natural as if attuned to the precise frequency and ambient light that you would see during daylight. He felt like a country bumpkin let loose in the centre of all culture and civilisation, and that was just by the lighting. He didn't know what he would be like when he encountered some of the more sophisticated technology, like a micro-fusion reactor or a transporter. Twenty minutes later, when he had stopped joygasming over the lighting he slowly walked down the corridor, looking all around him in wonder until he finally had the presence of mind to ask for a status report.

"Sam, I'm sure the original crew didn't bury a fully operational ship to get a fresh start. So, what's the skinny?"

There was a subtle pause there before Sam replied, "Skinny? What is a skinny Matt? My translation matrix is unable to properly interpret this word."

Matt chuckled softly to himself, "Sam, I see we're going to have to create a new language file. The English language that I speak is probably the most fluid language on my planet and the hardest to learn. Not only is there the language itself, but a set of colloquialisms or region specific customisations which approximate a different dialect."

Sam asked, "Dialect? What is that?"

Matt replied as he continued walking, "Basically a dialect is a different version of the same language. For example, German has 12 separate dialects, Swiss German is incomprehensible to someone who speaks High German. English itself is the bastardised product of three separate languages, High German, French and Latin. As each of those languages evolved, especially after the German vowel shift so too did English. Instead of dialects which are the same words either spoken differently or given different meanings or in some circumstances a product of the two. English has colloquialisms which are region specific additions to the common vocabulary or changes to certain words."


Matt came to an intersection and stopped his diatribe on the nature of earth languages and asked, "Sam which way to the bridge?" Immediately a red line about a metre in length appeared about 2 metres in front of him and started moving. Matt followed as he continued, "In German for example, if I were to ask you 'What is this?' in one dialect I'd say, 'Was ist los?' and in another I'd say 'Wos is das?' they both mean the same thing. Where as in English, no matter where you are 'What is this?' will always be 'What is this?' 

Matt felt a little sheepish after having to explain all of that to Sam. They'd have to get to slang language later it seemed. "So Sam, what I was asking for, was a damage and status report of the ship."

Sam immediately said, "Hmm skinny meant situation, how fascinating. Anyway status report aye. Do you want issues listed in order of severity of damage, priority of repair or ease of repair?" 

Matt thought about it for a moment before answering, "Cross reference Priority with Ease." 

Sam made the necessary adjustments before continuing, "Very well. The highest priority is power, currently reserves are below 1% of total capacity. At current usage there is 10 days power remaining before catastrophic failure. Fusion reactor fuel supplies are completely depleted. Anti-Matter reactor is unusable. Number 2 Fusion reactor only operates at half capacity, lateral strut 543 has buckled and will need to be replaced before we can reach orbit."

"Also the wave guides that allow the extraction of energy from the Energised Plasma Stream do not seem to be working at regular efficiency. The Chief Engineer was unable to account for this problem before the decision to land was made and effort was shifted to that endeavour. That problem will also keep the Kovali from reaching orbit."

Matt mulled over this for a moment before asking, "Sam, are the fusion reactors able to use any form of Hydrogen or do you need Deuterium?" 

After a few minutes in which Sam and Matt clarified terms Sam replied, "Yes Matt, the reactors can utilise any of the 4 forms of Hydrogen to achieve Nuclear Fusion."

"Alright, well I think I might have an idea on how to resolve the immediate power crisis, the fighter's have micro-fusion energy cores don't they?"

Sam almost immediately replied, "Yes Matt, but you can't simply remove the energy cores from the fighters and chain them together, and even if you could they don't produce the energy that a single  reactor does."

Matt smiled, "No I'm thinking about using the micro-cores to hydrolyse water. I was thinking a couple of 44 Gallon barrels worth. But I'll need that maintenance robot to transport them down to the ship. As well as establish some sort of permanent entrance to this cave. I really don't want to have to climb down a hole every time I need to come here."

Sam countered with, "There are tunnels leading to a sealed subterranean entrance, I'll have the maintenance bot unseal them when you are ready to leave. But there something I need to discuss with you first, I want you to take a side arm with you when you leave."

Matt stopped just outside the CIC entrance as Sam told him he needed a gun. "Why Sam? There is no foreseeable danger between here and my home. Besides the presence of a piece of advanced technology especially a weapon would arouse questions we don't want should it be found."

Sam reluctantly replied, "You are my Captain, it is my duty to protect you. You have no crew, and if anything happens to you I will not be able to help you. You must go armed until you have a crew to protect you while you are off the ship. That's non-negotiable Captain."

Matt sighed and threw up his hands, "Fine, take me to the Armoury then so I can get a weapon and go home before...." IAN, Matt's mind shouted to him. He would be lucky if Ian hadn't called the Police by now. Matt ran down the halls, following the red line till he reached the nearest small arms locker. He entered his code and opened the locker, looking for something that wouldn't stand out too much and yet fulfil Sam's requirements. He eschewed the energy rifles and ooh lightsaber for something that looked like a jellyfish. His knowledge told him it was a bio-mechanoid that would bond to his central nervous system through a series of fine fibres that would penetrate his skin. It could fire destructive pulses of energy and would be easy to conceal. What he failed to take into account was that the bio-mechanoid wasn't just a tool and there was a price to be paid for using one.

He placed it on his bare arm and waited for the bonding procedure to begin. It took a few seconds to begin and then he started to feel a warmth, a slight heat which grew. The heat blossomed, and felt like his whole arm was on fire, heat upon heat, mixed with what felt like bolts of electrical current coursed through his arm. His legs collapsed from underneath him and he screamed as he thought it couldn't get any worse. Until the fury of ice coursed through the sensations of his hand burning; fire, ice and electricity coursed through his arm and he thought for a minute that the pain would drive him under. But it didn't, and after what felt like an eternity of pain but was really a minute the maelstrom receded.

Sam's panicked voice finally reached through to him, "Matt, Captain are you alright. Shall I have you returned to medical...."

"No Sam, I'm fine. Though I think we'll have to have these warning labels translated." Matt said as he stood up, there was a label with red text next to the bio-mechanoid compartment. Knowing his luck it probably said, only use if stupid or demented. He groaned a moment and shook the pain from his mind as he staggered out of the small arms locker. "There, I'm armed now show me out."

People have been arguing over how life began on earth, whether god created man or aliens, or perhaps evolution.

What if the truth was all and yet none of these things. 

Origin is about the story of a group of friends who one day find the last remnant of the great Imperium of Man (no not the 40k one)

The game was over, and the final score was 0-0. None of the two teams managed to score a goal, so they had to shake hands for this goalies' draw.
However, the next game between the two teams would be held at the home court of Dingtian Club, which was not providing an optimistic outlook for Jeonbuk Hyundai. In a game of this level, it was almost impossible for Jeonbuk Hyundai to win in the home court of Dingtian Club, according to the strength comparison between the two teams.
For Jeonbuk Hyundai, the only good news was that Dingtian failed to score any away goals. Therefore, if Jeonbuk Hyundai managed to score one goal in the next game, they could go through to the next round of the game, even if the final result of the game was still a draw.
In the plane flying back to China, Harman and several core members of his coach team sat together, to summarize the game which had just finished.
Harman looked at the notebook in his hand and said, "We have to participate in the games of three fronts simultaneously, which resulted in serious exhaustion of the players. From this game, our disadvantage of insufficient lineup depth has been exposed. Our players are suffering from serious physical exhaustion by taking part in the games of the domestic league, the FA Cup, and the AFC Champions League at the same time. The chance of injury is also increasing. I will point this out to the club. However, we have to wait until the next season to change this situation. For this season, we still have to hold the line."
"The injuries of several players shall be evaluated, so I plan to have some of our key players take a break in the upcoming games of the domestic league. As far as to our current scores in the domestic league, if we could win the next game, it is highly possible for us to win the league championship in advance. Of course, this is dependent on whether our rivals could give us the chance. If they also win the next game, this competition for the championship has to be continued."
As Harman said this, he closed his notebook, turned to Claude, and asked, "What do you think of Dai Li?"
"What aspect are you talking about?" Claude asked immediately.
Harman smiled slightly, "Out team hasn't had transfusion of fresh blood for a long time."
Everyone was shocked, as none of them had expected Harman was planning to recruit Dai Li.
The gap between the Asian soccer players and their European counterparts was large, while the gap between the Asian soccer coaches and their European counterparts was even larger. Actually, there were good soccer coaches in Asia, but these coaches wouldn't create any advantage for Asia over Europe.
For example, if a competent Asian coach, who was a flagship in Asia, and could even match the European coaches, was put in Europe, this coach wouldn't be as shiny or impressive as he was in Asia. The reason being was that there might be around 20 coaches in Europe, who were at the same level as was this Asian coach.
This was just like a giant panda in an ordinary zoo: This panda must be the star of the zoo, and get the most attention. Some people would buy a ticket to the zoo just to see the panda. However, if the same panda was placed in the breeding base of the giant panda, together with dozens of pandas, this panda would just be an ordinary panda there.
For the same reason, the famous European coaches would definitely search for their team members in Europe. Even though some Asian coaches had reached their standards, these European coaches wouldn't go around the sun to meet the moon, for they really had a lot of candidates of the same level in Europe already.
Therefore, if an Asian coach wanted to have a place in Europe, being at the same level with the European coaches was far from being enough, as you were not good enough for the team to hire you instead of other coaches of same level with you. An Asian coach should be much better than the European coaches, in order to ensure himself a place on the European coach teams.
Another example would be the table tennis event. The reason that the table tennis coaches of China could have a place in the national teams of foreign countries, was that they were much better than their foreign counterparts. Therefore, when Harman expressed his intention to recruit Dai Li, everyone was shocked. Harman's intention was an indirect recognition that Dai Li was better than the European coaches.
After pondering it for several seconds, Claude said first, "Dai Li is really good in the physical training, which could match the high-level physical trainers in Europe. However, he also has some shortcomings. For example, he can only speak English, and even so, his English is still not really good enough."
All the European coaches in the meeting could speak two or three other languages besides English, such as German, French, Italian and Spanish. Basically, they wouldn't have any problem in communicating with all European players. Harman could speak four languages. Compared to them, Dai Li could only speak Chinese and English, and his English was not good enough.
Standing beside Claude, Maraloni, who was the Team Doctor, said, "Dai Li's massage manipulation is miraculous, which he has shown to us in the last game. So I will open my arms to welcome him to join our medical group."
Claude stared at Maraloni discontentedly, and thought Maraloni was undermining his team, even if Dai Li hadn't been recruited to the coach team.
The Assisting Coach Delassaux gave a knowing smile, and turned aside from this topic, "According to my information, Dai Li has signed a one year contract with Dingtian Club. Now, there are three months before the expiration of the contract. I've heard Dai Li was recommended by one of the team's shareholders. Based on his performance, the renewal of his contract with the club will be assured. I guess Dai Li will remain in the club for the next season. We also have one year left before the expiration of the contract between us and Dingtian Club."
"I know what you are talking about," Harman nodded slightly. "You mean the club could renew Dai Li's contract first for the next season, so that we could still have Dai Li work for us, and save a lot of money for our team at the same time."
Harman came to Dingtian Club with his team. The remuneration of each team member had been determined through strict calculation and negotiation. Now, except for Harman, the annual salary of the rest of the team members was about 10 million Euros. One more person would definitely cause additional expenditures.
Delassaux revealed an expression of "you know that", then continued to say, "Dai Li's contract with Dingtian Club will not stop him from working for us. One year later, if we won't renew the contract with Dingtian Club, we could send an invitation to Dai Li then. I believe he won't refuse our invitation."
...
Dai Li suddenly felt the hospitality from the foreign coaches of Harman's team, which was much better than before.
Especially for the team doctor Maraloni, who, when he met Dai Li before, would just greet Dai Li. But now, he would always talk with Dai Li, and even discuss the rehabilitation of the players with Dai Li, even asking for Dai Li's opinions. Before that, these issues were just inside Harman's team. Coaches hired by the club, like Dai Li, would have the chance to listen, at most, and wouldn't have the right to speak, let alone be asked for their opinions.
Now the domestic league was drawing to an end. The score of Dingtian Club was obviously advantageous. In the upcoming 27th round of the domestic league, it was highly possible for Dingtian Club to win the league champion in advance. Of course, it was still dependent on whether the team, which ranked the 2nd, could give Dingtian Club the chance.
The opposing team of Dingtian in the 27th round was a team of intermediate level. Coach Harman didn't send all of his key players to the game. Finally, Dingtian defeated this team at a score of 2-1.
At the same time, the team rank the 2nd lost in the game, so Dingtian Club managed to defend the championship of the league three rounds in advance.
For Dingtian Club, this was definitely good news. They wouldn't worry about the domestic league anymore. The key players didn't need to participate in the upcoming games of the domestic league, and could devote themselves in the preparation of the final game of AFC Champions League.
...
In the office, Dai Li was holding a thick operation manual in one hand, and his mobile phone in the other hand. He was using translation software on his mobile phone.
Dingtian Club had just imported several pieces of state-of-the-art training equipment from Europe. The operation interfaces of the equipment were all in English and quite complicated. The operation manual was just like a dictionary. Even the foreign coaches of Harman's team had to spend a lot of time to figure out the operation of the equipment.
For Dai Li, he needed to work even harder to master the usage of the equipment. Although the operation manual had a lot of language options, such as English, French, German, Italian and Spanish, the option of Chinese was not included. Many technical terms and special names had made Dai Li light-headed in trying to figure them. He had to read the manual with the help of the translation software.
It got dark before Dai Li was aware, and he stood up, gave a stretch, and yawned with fatigue.
It's really hard to understand this operation manual. Let me just go to the training room to have some field operation of those new equipment.
As Dai Li thought of it, he walked to the training room with the operation manual.
From afar, Dai Li saw that the lamps in the training room were still on.
Did they forget to turn off the lamps, or is there still somebody there? Dai Li shook his head. It is impossible for someone to stay in this room at this time.
This was a professional soccer club, not a training team in the system. Although the players were better paid than those athletes in the system, the club players' training time was shorter than that of the athletes in the system.
The players in the club were more like employees in an enterprise. They would arrive at the training ground on time in the morning, and go home on time in the afternoon. The additional training would always happen on holidays or weekends. We could read the news that certain star players performed additional training during holidays, but we seldom heard the news that a player performed additional training in the team in the evening of a working day.
The members of Harman's team would also have reliable attendance every day. The Europeans were people who would refuse to work overtime, even if overtime pay was guaranteed. The team doctor Maraloni was a good example of this phenomenon. As an Italian, he spent a lot of time in planning his vacations. If you asked him to work overtime, he would definitely bear a deep grudge against you, as if you had murdered his parents!
Before, when Dai Li was in the National Table Tennis Team, overtime was very normal. A guy who refused to work overtime would be considered an alien. In the National Table Tennis Team, you could find someone who worked 16 hours a day easily. A lot of athletes chose to have additional trainings. Yet after joining Dingtian Club, Dai Li had gradually adapted to this culture of saying no to overtime.
Therefore, when Dai Li saw the lamps in the training room were still on, his first response was to think that someone forgot to turn off the lamps. However, when Dai Li got close, he could heard sounds coming out of the room.
Someone is in the room. Who doesn't leave at this time? It shouldn't be those foreigners, they are not so diligent! As Dai Li thought of it, he entered the room and started to look around.
It's General Manager Xiao!
On a treadmill, Dai Li saw a beautiful figure.
It was Yunan Xiao.


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

England is a country that is part of the United Kingdom.[5][6][7] It shares land borders with Wales to the west and Scotland to the north. The Irish Sea lies west of England and the Celtic Sea to the southwest. England is separated from continental Europe by the North Sea to the east and the English Channel to the south. The country covers five-eighths of the island of Great Britain, which lies in the North Atlantic, and includes over 100 smaller islands, such as the Isles of Scilly and the Isle of Wight.

The area now called England was first inhabited by modern humans during the Upper Palaeolithic period, but takes its name from the Angles, a Germanic tribe deriving its name from the Anglia peninsula, who settled during the 5th and 6th centuries. England became a unified state in the 10th century, and since the Age of Discovery, which began during the 15th century, has had a significant cultural and legal impact on the wider world.[8] The English language, the Anglican Church, and English law – the basis for the common law legal systems of many other countries around the world – developed in England, and the country's parliamentary system of government has been widely adopted by other nations.[9] The Industrial Revolution began in 18th-century England, transforming its society into the world's first industrialised nation.[10]

England's terrain is chiefly low hills and plains, especially in central and southern England. However, there is upland and mountainous terrain in the north (for example, the Lake District and Pennines) and in the west (for example, Dartmoor and the Shropshire Hills). The capital is London, which has the largest metropolitan area in both the United Kingdom and the European Union.[nb 1] England's population of over 55 million comprises 84% of the population of the United Kingdom,[3] largely concentrated around London, the South East, and conurbations in the Midlands, the North West, the North East, and Yorkshire, which each developed as major industrial regions during the 19th century.[11]

The Kingdom of England – which after 1535 included Wales – ceased being a separate sovereign state on 1 May 1707, when the Acts of Union put into effect the terms agreed in the Treaty of Union the previous year, resulting in a political union with the Kingdom of Scotland to create the Kingdom of Great Britain.[12][13] In 1801, Great Britain was united with the Kingdom of Ireland (through another Act of Union) to become the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. In 1922 the Irish Free State seceded from the United Kingdom, leading to the latter being renamed the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.[14]

Toponymy

See also: Toponymy of England

The name "England" is derived from the Old English name Englaland, which means "land of the Angles".[15] The Angles were one of the Germanic tribes that settled in Great Britain during the Early Middle Ages. The Angles came from the Anglia peninsula in the Bay of Kiel area (present-day German state of Schleswig–Holstein) of the Baltic Sea.[16] The earliest recorded use of the term, as "Engla londe", is in the late-ninth-century translation into Old English of Bede's Ecclesiastical History of the English People. The term was then used in a different sense to the modern one, meaning "the land inhabited by the English", and it included English people in what is now south-east Scotland but was then part of the English kingdom of Northumbria. The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle recorded that the Domesday Book of 1086 covered the whole of England, meaning the English kingdom, but a few years later the Chronicle stated that King Malcolm III went "out of Scotlande into Lothian in Englaland", thus using it in the more ancient sense.[17]

The earliest attested reference to the Angles occurs in the 1st-century work by Tacitus, Germania, in which the Latin word Anglii is used.[18] The etymology of the tribal name itself is disputed by scholars; it has been suggested that it derives from the shape of the Angeln peninsula, an angular shape.[19] How and why a term derived from the name of a tribe that was less significant than others, such as the Saxons, came to be used for the entire country and its people is not known, but it seems this is related to the custom of calling the Germanic people in Britain Angli Saxones or English Saxons to distinguish them from continental Saxons (Eald-Seaxe) of Old Saxony between the Weser and Eider rivers in Northern Germany.[20] In Scottish Gaelic, another language which developed on the island of Great Britain, the Saxon tribe gave their name to the word for England (Sasunn);[21] similarly, the Welsh name for the English language is "Saesneg".

An alternative name for England is Albion. The name Albion originally referred to the entire island of Great Britain. The nominally earliest record of the name appears in the Aristotelian Corpus, specifically the 4th-century BC De Mundo:[22] "Beyond the Pillars of Hercules is the ocean that flows round the earth. In it are two very large islands called Britannia; these are Albion and Ierne".[22][23] But modern scholarly consensus ascribes De Mundo not to Aristotle but to Pseudo-Aristotle, i.e. it was written later in the Graeco-Roman period or afterwards. The word Albion (Ἀλβίων) or insula Albionum has two possible origins. It either derives from a cognate of the Latin albus meaning white, a reference to the white cliffs of Dover (the only part of Britain visible from the European mainland)[24] or from the phrase the "island of the Albiones"[25] in the now lost Massaliote Periplus, that is attested through Avienus' Ora Maritima[26] to which the former presumably served as a source. Albion is now applied to England in a more poetic capacity.[27] Another romantic name for England is Loegria, related to the Welsh word for England, Lloegr, and made popular by its use in Arthurian legend.

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