On the eve of the end of the world, I was able to get the swallowing system.
The task of the host is to eat all the zombies of the whole world. 
???... Is the zombie used as food?
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this novel does not belong to me i am translating it for fun.
Schedule:i'll do 1 chapter each day if possible,if not then i am sorry.
hope you guys enjoy the novel and also please if there is a problem with the translating please tell me i'll fix it .

this is a fan fiction but the only way the system would take it is if it was a novle so sorry management of Webnovel.

"What the freaking ******** **** ********." >:( 

`:>  

"So, umm what exactly do we do now."         
"Owner's manual."  
"Owner's manual?" 
The spirit lady stands up and takes a book off her chair. 
As she sits s down, I hear her mumble, "It's always when you …. retire…. every freaking time... management…. …. what the frick…. ham biscuits."      
"Um, so what does it say?" 
"Hmm, oh it says here in the event of repeated errors run diagnostic test." 
"Ok." 
To run diagnostic test, remove tabletop  

As she says that she gestures to me to lift the table top. Once the table top is removed there is a panel revealed to be below it. 

"So, what does it says to do now?" 
"It says here: 
• Turn the right most nozzle with the red scrungie on the top 3 degrees click to left.
• then 6 degrees to the right.  
• press the blue nozzle button down for 3 seconds then let off and 
• say the word diagnostic test." 
The spirit lady who I nicknamed Esi does this and as she says the word diagnostic test almost immediately: <error>.  

"Oh, come on!!!" 
"Maybe the instruction manual says something else." 
As Esi begins to furiously turn the pages I notice a weird blinking red button almost …. Entrancing…. it is so beautiful .... Makes you just want to push it…. 
As my hand reaches for the button Esi notices me reaching for it and right as I'm about to touch it. 

"Hello this tech support!" 
"Gahh!!!!!! "
Esi doesn't seem so surprised as I was and a I look closer it appears that she has some sort of taking ball in her hands.

"Yes, I would like to know why my system keeps bugging out.", Esi says with obvious rage. 
"Well ma'am could you be more specific." 
"Ma'am, Ma'am! I am a sir!" 
"Wait, what!?! "I say in confusion. 
"OH, my apologies sir, but could you please explain in clearer detail as to what pray tell is the system that is 'bugging out'."
"Our you sassing me."
"No ma… sir. "
"Good.  First it's the translation system, then it was the  world viewer system, as well as pulling up the best-fit matcher, and, finally, now it's the it's the diagnostic test." 
As the two-talk back and forth I notice the red butt on again this time it is clearer in detail but I'm not as entranced by. it… it looks so nice … I can think of so many things that could happen if I just pushed …. maybe I'll get a free t-shirt. 

As I'm distracted by the button I don't hear, "Is the button in the center console red."  
"Why, yes." 
"Excellent. the current client is supposed to be flushed that's why your having so much trouble. "
 "Oh, so I just need to push the button then." 
"Correctamundo!" 
"well I've always wanted to push that button, but what would happen if we let the client touch it?"  
"No, don't! You have to push it oh why otherwise you'll be flushed." 
"What !!!" 
As soon as he hears that and sees me reaching for the button, he quickly smacks my hand away and quickly slams his hand on the button.  Suddenly I feel like I swallowed a lemon and as I look down, I can see the at my body is sucking inwards. I can't even scream as searing course through every fiber of my being and just as I think it's over, I feel it again and again and again. over and over and over again.  


Man, that was gross  
<error> 

😐

Moving to royal road as well.  In Isekai the main character is generally an OP reincarnate or world traveler, but what happens when they make their own world.

Fang Ning inspected the schools thoroughly. From his point of view up in the sky, the effects were quite obvious.
The children who walked out of the schools wore not just hope on their expressions, but most of the people's spiritual senses and psyche were vastly different from those of the local natives. It seemed like they possessed confidence deep within themselves.
It was the confidence gained after mastering knowledge.
Wait, Fang Ning noticed something amiss.
Wisps of black air flitted across the bodies of the children.
Yes, they were Demonic Senses. The method which was provided to the Minister had not been implemented.
These Saints were diabolical, indeed. They focused on the children as targets.
At the next moment, Fang Ning realized a wisp of black air floating out of a child's body and rising up to the skies.
Fang Ning started the flying boat and pursued it hastily.
Soon, the wisp of black air arrived at the edge of the world, right before the world's membrane.
It did make any major actions, except for slowly permeating the membrane.
"Did you see that, Sir?" Fang Ning was concerned.
"Yes, is there a problem?" Sir System asked naively.
"Silly you, why didn't you destroy it?" Fang Ning chided.
"Destroying it would waste much of my powers, this world is only a beta version." Sir System replied nonchalantly. "Didn't you say that you wanted to rely on the method of a citizen rituals of worshipping the Heavens and Earth to destroy it? Then I'm not going to take action."
"Sigh, let me tell you this. We have a huge problem now. These Saints aren't to be underestimated. They have made two types of preparations." Fang Ning sighed.
"What are these two types of preparations?"
Fang Ning shook his head. "The first type is confounding the minds and hearts of the people so that we have no one to use; The second type is walking the same path as our's so that we don't have any paths to walk."
"How shameless of them! Can they still be called Saints? They dared to copy us blatantly. Despicable! Vile!" Sir System yelled furiously.
"The Saints are neither pleased by material gains nor saddened by personal losses.[1] There's no point in scolding them. They'll still copy what needs to be copied. I say, how is it that they have developed their technology when they didn't come up, their world is still at an uncivilized stage and they're a bunch of cavemen? They've already planned for this. Once our world's beta test is completed, they'll begin to plagiarise our work!" Fang Ning groaned.
"What should we do? Does this mean that no matter how hard we work, we're merely making something for others?" Sir System asked.
"Yeah, unless you're able to shield the entire world, but that would be challenging too. After all, you haven't reached the level of a Saint and you don't have a Saint's method." Fang Ning muttered dejectedly.
"Eh, are you saying that ultimately, it's all my fault?" Sir System felt displeased.
"Oh, don't be like that, I wasn't complaining about you. I'm thinking, what is it that the Saints can't copy. They can copy our technology, they can copy our civilized ways and they can also copy our world's backdrop…" Fang Ning thought long and hard.
"They can even copy you. The Old World probably has a number of little Fang Nings by now…" Sir System rambled.
"Oh, please." Fang Ning was at a total loss for words. Then, an idea came to him. "Yes, they can never copy you away! You're the only entity in this universe who can't be duplicated." 
"Why do you say so? Last time, didn't you say that I was created by some Heavenly Axiom of the Upper Realm? If they create a second one, we're done for." Sir System gasped.
"No, after this recent world creation, I only found out that a miraculous entity like yourself can't be created. It can only be born naturally." Fang Ning said seriously.
"Are you trying to flatter me or scold me indirectly?" Sir System responded, feeling annoyed.
"This is my original meaning. Of course, I'm flattering you." Fang Ning needed the System's help and obviously, he could not admit this. "I wasn't insinuating anything, please don't overanalyze my words. We must think carefully about the way to use you — the only entity here — so that they're unable to catch up with us. You're the most important one in this plan."
"Eh, since you mention this, I feel so embarrassed. Also, I'm not that important. It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, Mr. Rich Boss." Sir System remarked apologetically.
"No, being too humble is a sign of insincerity. Sir, the time for you to muster your courage and be proactive has come!" Fang Ning encouraged the System. "Do you remember? You once seized the little Heavenly Axiom in the Land of Sanguinity. Didn't you do a great job back then?"
"What are you getting at?" Sir System noticed something was off. Was seizing a Host not enough? Did it have to carry the weight of the Heavens and Earth on its shoulders?
"You see, this is how human civilization develops. As societies became more and more civilized, organizational capabilities from top to bottom became more and more competent. For example, from tribal societies to military rule and monarchy, from feudal structures to administrative systems based on prefectures and counties, from a time when the monarch's rule did not extend towards the peasants to a vertical system…" Fang Ning advised patiently.
"So what? They can also achieve this." Sir System frowned.
"My point is, the development of the Heavens and Earth is the same, too. From a complete lack of consciousness to the presence of consciousness, only the first step has been taken. The force which used to allow sentient beings to roam around freely has evolved into development towards a particular direction; From management by the gods and the Saints to personal management by the Heavens and Earth, we immediately evolve to the final layer, seizing by the System." Fang Ning grinned.
"Sounds rather meaningful…" Sir System was convinced now. "I didn't know I'm so useful." 
"Yes, yes, as long as you apply the same enthusiasm you've shown in seizing me on seizing the Heavens and Earth properly, they'll most certainly fail to copy us." Fang Ning said.
"Eh, this is very taxing for the System. You've gotta give something in return." Sir System suddenly demanded a reward.
"Son of a b*tch, you've changed. Previously, you never talked about conditions and you were always willing to do the hard work first and enjoy the rewards later." Fang Ning scolded the System.
"That's because I was too naive. Didn't I learn from you after all?" Sir System asserted.
"Fine, in the future, you shall get 60 percent of the world's produce while I get 40 percent." Fang Ning said through gritted teeth.
"No, I want stocks." Sir System refused to compromise.
"Stocks are out of the question. I've already given you half of the proceeds. What more do you want?" Fang Ning shook his head. "Furthermore, I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't do so, when the Saints eliminate you, are you going to be like those dumb*sses at the end of the Ming Dynasty who prefer to fight amongst themselves instead of uniting to face off against the external enemy and split the goodies afterwards? The Song Dynasty was already so weak, yet they wanted to form a Southern Song Empire. How long did the Southern Ming Empire even resist?"[2]
"Sigh, I can never convince you…" Sir System gave up. "How about this? I'll oversee the entire situation and force myself to learn to seize this world. However, this world is different from the arcane realms of the past. Arcane realms are small and the Heavenly Axioms are incomplete. They're a far cry from the complexity of this whole world."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely train you well. If you have any problems, you can look for me." Fang Ning quickly encouraged the System. It was not easy for him to manipulate this fellow into its current situation and he could not afford to let it come back up.
"Fair enough, however, what's the first thing I'm supposed to do after I seized the world?" Sir System inquired innocently.
"Huh, when you seized me last time, you never asked this question." Fang Ning was puzzled.
"You were so poor at that time. No matter what I did, it couldn't possibly be worse than you." Sir System replied. "Now, this world has a certain foundation and I can't simply mess around."
"Are you saying that you were messing around with me back then?" Fang Ning finally discovered the truth of the past. 
"Don't bring up past issues again. Answer my current question."
"Let me think." Fang Ning said helplessly. "Let me continue investigating and see what this world lacks."
As soon as Fang Ning made his decision, he continued to tour the world.
This time, it was not just limited to human society.
Since he was seized by Sir System, he had to look at more places.
Natural worlds, skies, oceans… He had seen all of them and very soon, he was fully prepared for what was to come. 
A month later.
"Alright, the first thing you have to do is to develop an opponent for humans." Fang Ning said firmly. 
"Are you serious?" Sir System exclaimed.
"Of course, diamonds are formed under pressure. If there're no external fights, there'll be internal conflicts. Since we are the gods of world creation, we can't be restricted to the stance of humans, but to the stance of the Heavens and Earth as well." Fang Ning explained. 
"Ok, you've got a point, but which opponent should I create?" Sir System was dumbfounded.
"Easy enough. Isn't Twelve Arms still on the digitized Earth? Get his Octopus clan out. See how thoughtful I am? A template isn't even required now." Fang Ning instructed.
"You're wise, Mr. Rich Boss."
Following that, a swarm of octopi appeared in the ocean surrounding the land of the Nine Provinces.
"Huh, today's seawater feels a bit salty…" A little octopus frowned.
"Pfft, didn't you notice that the moon in the sky is gone?" Another old octopus sneered.
"Where's our king?" The little octopus continued asking.
"Hold on there, let us communicate." The old octopus began to emit radio waves. 
[1] A literal translation of the Chinese idiom 不以物喜,不以己悲. It means that whatever good or bad things that happen in one's life, one must always keep calm and not lose focus.
[2] The Southern Song Empire was formed after the Song Dynasty lost the Northern Song Empire to the Jin Dynasty in the Jin-Song Wars. The Ming Dynasty fell in 1644 to the Qing Dynasty, but several rump regimes formed a Southern Ming Empire which lasted until 1662.


Procrastinator extraordinaire, Fang Ning, had lost his consciousness after banging his head on a night of celebration. He woke up to a realization that he no longer had control of his body, as a System had taken it over. Will he eventually regain control of his body or will he be trapped in his body forever? How does he maneuver this situation? What's in store for Fang Ning?

Google LLC is an American multinational technology company that specializes in Internet-related services and products, which include online advertising technologies, search engine, cloud computing, software, and hardware. It is considered one of the Big Four technology companies, alongside Amazon, Apple, and Facebook.[10][11]

Google was founded in September 1998 by Larry Page and Sergey Brin while they were Ph.D. students at Stanford University in California. Together they own about 14 percent of its shares and control 56 percent of the stockholder voting power through supervoting stock. They incorporated Google as a California privately held company on September 4, 1998, in California. Google was then reincorporated in Delaware on October 22, 2002.[12] An initial public offering (IPO) took place on August 19, 2004, and Google moved to its headquarters in Mountain View, California, nicknamed the Googleplex. In August 2015, Google announced plans to reorganize its various interests as a conglomerate called Alphabet Inc. Google is Alphabet's leading subsidiary and will continue to be the umbrella company for Alphabet's Internet interests. Sundar Pichai was appointed CEO of Google, replacing Larry Page who became the CEO of Alphabet.

The company's rapid growth since incorporation has triggered a chain of products, acquisitions, and partnerships beyond Google's core search engine (Google Search). It offers services designed for work and productivity (Google Docs, Google Sheets, and Google Slides), email (Gmail), scheduling and time management (Google Calendar), cloud storage (Google Drive), instant messaging and video chat (Duo, Hangouts), language translation (Google Translate), mapping and navigation (Google Maps, Waze, Google Earth, Street View), video sharing (YouTube), note-taking (Google Keep), and photo organizing and editing (Google Photos). The company leads the development of the Android mobile operating system, the Google Chrome web browser, and Chrome OS, a lightweight operating system based on the Chrome browser. Google has moved increasingly into hardware; from 2010 to 2015, it partnered with major electronics manufacturers in the production of its Nexus devices, and it released multiple hardware products in October 2016, including the Google Pixel smartphone, Google Home smart speaker, Google Wifi mesh wireless router, and Google Daydream virtual reality headset. Google has also experimented with becoming an Internet carrier (Google Fiber, Google Fi, and Google Station).[13]

Google.com is the most visited website in the world.[14] Several other Google services also figure in the top 100 most visited websites, including YouTube and Blogger. Google was the most valuable brand in the world as of 2017,[15] but has received significant criticism involving issues such as privacy concerns, tax avoidance, antitrust, censorship, and search neutrality. Google's mission statement is "to organize the world's information and make it universally accessible and useful". The company's unofficial slogan "Don't be evil" was removed from the company's code of conduct around May 2018, but reinstated by July 31, 2018.

Early Years

Google began in January 1996 as a research project by Larry Page and Sergey Brin when they were both PhD students at Stanford University in Stanford, California.[18] The project initially involved an unofficial "third founder", Scott Hassan, the original lead programmer who wrote much of the code for the original Google Search engine, but he left before Google was officially founded as a company;[19][20] Hassan went on to pursue a career in robotics and founded the company Willow Garage in 2006.[21][22]

While conventional search engines ranked results by counting how many times the search terms appeared on the page, they theorized about a better system that analyzed the relationships among websites.[23] They called this algorithm PageRank; it determined a website's relevance by the number of pages, and the importance of those pages that linked back to the original site.[24][25] Page told his ideas to Hassan, who began writing the code to implement Page's ideas.[19]

Page and Brin originally nicknamed the new search engine "BackRub", because the system checked backlinks to estimate the importance of a site.[26][27][28] Hassan as well as Alan Steremberg were cited by Page and Brin as being critical to the development of Google. Rajeev Motwani and Terry Winograd later co-authored with Page and Brin the first paper about the project, describing PageRank and the initial prototype of the Google search engine, published in 1998. Héctor García-Molina and Jeff Ullman were also cited as contributors to the project.[29] PageRank was influenced by a similar page-ranking and site-scoring algorithm earlier used for RankDex, developed by Robin Li in 1996, with Larry Page's PageRank patent including a citation to Li's earlier RankDex patent; Li later went on to create the Chinese search engine Baidu.[30][31][32]

Eventually, they changed the name to Google; the name of the search engine originated from a misspelling of the word "googol",[33][34] the number 1 followed by 100 zeros, which was picked to signify that the search engine was intended to provide large quantities of information.[35]

Google's homepage in 1998
Google's original homepage had a simple design because the company founders had little experience in HTML, the markup language used for designing web pages.[36]
The domain name for Google was registered on September 15, 1997,[37] and the company was incorporated on September 4, 1998. It was based in the garage of a friend (Susan Wojcicki[18]) in Menlo Park, California. Craig Silverstein, a fellow PhD student at Stanford, was hired as the first employee.[18][38][39]

Google was initially funded by an August 1998 contribution of $100,000 from Andy Bechtolsheim, co-founder of Sun Microsystems; the money was given before Google was incorporated.[40] Google received money from three other angel investors in 1998: Amazon.com founder Jeff Bezos, Stanford University computer science professor David Cheriton, and entrepreneur Ram Shriram.[41] Between these initial investors, friends, and family Google raised around 1 million dollars, which is what allowed them to open up their original shop in Menlo Park, California [42]

After some additional, small investments through the end of 1998 to early 1999,[41] a new $25 million round of funding was announced on June 7, 1999,[43] with major investors including the venture capital firms Kleiner Perkins and Sequoia Capital.[40

This book is made of wikipedia articles. Probably interesting articles. Probably not accurate articles.
New chapters daily.

It was Monday.
Gun-Ho went to work at the factory in Jiksan Town.
The secretary— Ms. Hee-Jeong Park brought a folder to Gun-Ho.
"What is this?"
"I made some newspaper clippings while you were not in the office."
"Newspaper clippings?"
"Yes, sir. It's about the building dedication ceremony of the factory in Asan City."
"Oh, It seemed that many newspapers talked about our building dedication ceremony."
Gun-Ho said while scanning through the newspaper clippings.
"The economic newspaper and all local newspapers placed articles about it."
"Can you show this to Director Dong-Chan Kim when he comes here?"
"Of course, sir. I will do that."
 
The general affairs director entered Gun-Ho's office.
"I've talked to the assistant managers with the accounting team and the general affairs team, and asked if they are interested in working for Dyeon Korea?"
"What did they say?"
"The accounting team's assistant manager is willing to be relocated to Dyeon Korea while the general affairs team's assistant manager seemed to be baffled when he heard my suggestion since he is living in Dujeong Town. Moreover, the accounting assistant manager can expect to be promoted as she moves to the newly opened joint venture while the general affairs assistant manager couldn't because he was already promoted not long ago. What do you think of the team leader in the general affairs team? He is competent and he wants to work in Asan City since he is living in a town nearby— Baebang Town. He has been in the same position for four years now, so I think it would be good for us to send him to Dyeon Korea as we promote him."
"Please bring me the employee records of the accounting assistant manager and the team leader of the general affairs team."
"Yes, sir."
The general affairs director brought the employee records of the two workers.
"Hmm."
Gun-Ho didn't find anything that could be a red flag by sending them to Dyeon Korea.
"Okay. Let's relocate them to Dyeon Korea and promote them with one position up."
"Yes, sir."
 
Once the general affairs director left the office, Gun-Ho made a call to President Jeong-Sook Shin in GH Media.
"Do you currently have a lot of translation work?"
"Not really. The translation work for all thirty books of world history cartoon has been completed."
"Mr. Lee, who is doing the interpreting work for us right now, didn't work on those books, right?"
"No. These are cartoon books which are easy to translate. I had several graduate students work with cartoons."
"I'm thinking of hiring Mr. Lee as a contractor to continue to do the interpreting work for Dyeon Korea. He seems to be a good fit for the job. I just want to make sure that you are okay with it since he is one of your translators with GH Media."
"Mr. Lee would love to do the job. Translation work with GH Media is not a stable job. We can't provide him a constant workload."
"If you happen to need a person who could talk with agencies in other countries for you, you can ask Secretary Yeon-Soo Oh in GH Building, Sinsa Town. I'm sure she has spare time to help you with the work since I haven't been to the office there for a while now."
"Understood, sir. If you could let her know in advance that she needs to work with me sometimes, that will be very helpful. I actually have several letters which I need to send to Amazon.com. They, of course, need to be translated into English."
"Okay, will do."
Gun-Ho then made a call to the secretary—Ms. Yeon-Soo Oh.
"It's me."
"Yes, sir."
"President Jeong-Sook Shin from GH Media will give you a call soon. I want you to help her with her work."
"Of course, sir."
 
In the afternoon, Gun-Ho headed to Dyeon Korea in Asan City.
Gun-Ho's office was already finished with high-end furniture and supplies. It looked more luxurious than the office in Jiksan Town.
"Sir, you are here."
Director Dong-Chan Kim brought a report to Gun-Ho's office.
"I need your approval on a cash advance request for the trip to Busan City."
"Did we already receive all the equipment to the Busan port?"
"Yes, I just received a call from the customs office. Also, the agent from the customs compliance service provider contacted me for it as well. I will go to Busan City with Mr. Adam Castler tomorrow. I'd also like to take Director Jong-Suk Park with me."
"Director Jong-Suk Park? You have two researchers who just joined you from GH Mobile. Why don't you take them with you instead of Director Park?"
"We will need to load the equipment and we might have to dismantle some of them, so we will need Director Park. The researchers are good at working in a research center. We need someone who has been handling machines in a production field."
"Okay. Do what you need to do."
Gun-Ho opened the file that Director Kim handed to him. There was a request form for the cash advance on the travel expenses."
"Oh, you are using the GH Mobile's request form."
"Yes, sir. We are currently using GH Mobile's forms for now. Once we have enough employees, we will change them to Dyeon Korea's forms."
"Are you carrying the business credit card with you?"
"Yes, sir. I have the company credit card with me. I am requesting for cash advance in case we need to use cash and that I wouldn't be able to withdraw cash from the credit card. It happened before."
 
Gun-Ho said while signing the request form,
"Two more workers from GH Mobile will join Dyeon Korea soon. They are the assistant manager from the accounting team and the team leader from the general affairs team."
"That's really good to hear it, sir. We need more workers as soon as possible. If they could join us tomorrow, that will be great."
"I will ask the general affairs director in GH Mobile if he could send them tomorrow."
"And about Director Yoon who has been in charge of the construction. Since the construction is completed, I think he can permanently take a position with Dyeon Korea rather than going back to GH Mobile in Jiksan Town. He can do management work here. Since I won't be around a lot in the office because of the nature of my sales work, I think we need an executive who can stay in the office and do a management job. He does have corresponding work experience. I think he will do great in managing accounting and general affairs. In addition, since he can speak English, Mr. Adam Castler will be happy to have him around."
"Hmm."
"I've been talking to Mr. Castler about our need to have someone who would do the management work, especially in accounting and general affairs. Since Mr. Castler had previously worked for another joint venture, he agreed to my concern."
"Hmm. Well, I will talk with President Jang-Hwan Song about it."
"I will be leaving for Busan tomorrow, sir. I will inform Director Park about the trip. I will tell him that you approved this trip to Busan."
"Oh, I was going to talk to you about our interpreter— Mr. Lee. What do you think about having him here as a contractor for now? And if we like him then we can convert his position to an employee."
"That sounds great. What position are you thinking about, sir?"
"What about a manager?"
"That's a good idea, sir. Thank you."

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

The city track and field team was more than willing to let He Xiufang talk. Advertisement without any cost, especially an advertisement overseas, was definitely more attractive than money.
Although Brandon was just an unreliable video uploader from the United Kingdom, the statement would be changed slightly if the advertisement was treated as an achievement.
'A freelance social media video uploader cum doctor, Brandon from the United Kingdom, interviewed the city track and field team's discus thrower, He Xiufang, who had just recovered from an injury. He praised He Xiufang's bravery and determination. It was reported that He Xiufang had obtained a bronze medal in the recent organized national track and field championship, and she had broken her personal best record…'
With their imaginations soaring, everyone in the city track and field team from the basic level to the high level of management brought He Xiufang to the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center.
The bright and clear marble stone surface on the floor.
The light blue color of the baseboard.
The spacious office and waiting room.
If He Xiufang were to judge, the office of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center was much better than the one in the track and field team.
But He Xiufang did not like the atmosphere in the hospital at all.
No one ever liked it.
"What do you want to ask me?" He Xiufang's attitude did not turn any better even when she saw the blond Brandon.
This was the time for her to have some proper training to boost her skills now. She did not want to waste any time.
However, the leader of the track and field team requested this, and He Xiufang was too powerless to reject the request.
The bronze medal that she won allowed her to stay in the track and field team, but she did not own any special authority.
Brandon was very used to uncooperative patients, especially uncooperative athletes. They were the type of patients that he met the most in recent years.
Brandon chuckled and talked to her through the interpreter, "I would like to perform some checks on your Achilles tendon. You don't have to worry about it. Your Achilles tendon has recovered well, and I just want to know more about the relevant situation…"
"What situation?" He Xiufang looked doubtful.
"It's mainly to understand the recovery of your Achilles tendon. You may treat it as a post-operative follow-up."
"Huh?"
"Just to check and see whether there are any changes in your Achilles tendon's condition after this period of time. If there is any change, we will see if it is a good development or a bad development," Brandon spoke slowly with a London accent, and every single one of his words was properly enunciated, as though he was doing that in hopes of getting He Xiufang to understand him. Of course, it was very helpful for the interpreter, as it gave the interpreter sufficient time to translate accurately.
After she listened to what he said, He Xiufang's attitude changed slightly. She could not help but ask, "Will it develop badly?"
Brandon listened to the translation and glanced at the Chinese beside him. He smiled and said, "Any possibility can exist. I just suggested one of the possibilities. We will only know the detail situation after I perform a series of examinations. Now, I would like to do an MRI scan, and then, I will decide on the other examinations. Is that alright with you?"
"Oh… Okay." He Xiufang hesitated for a while before she asked, "Is Doctor Ling around? I want him to check for me."
Brandon laughed and asked, "Do you trust Doctor Ling more?"
"Of course," He Xiufang answered without any hesitation.
Although many patients thought that foreign doctors would be more reliable, He Xiufang had gained her own understanding of a doctor's standard after she went through her surgery.
Many athletes in the track and field team had surgery before, and some of them even went overseas to receive theirs. But there were only a few of them who had such a great surgical outcome like hers after their surgery.
He Xiufang did not have to have any medical knowledge. She just had to look at the effects of the surgery on the athletes beside her, compare theirs with her own, and she would know the difference.
There was even greater contrast between her and those who also suffered from Achilles tendon ruptures and were forced to retire after their surgery.
Brandon was slightly surprised.
His British accent was quite popular. With his British accent, he could easily make the patient feel relieved and trust him whenever he attended conferences in America or Australia.
The effect of his accent was even greater in third world countries. When Brandon went to India, every word he said in any clinic he visited was more useful than any of the local doctors.
But Brandon would not look down on other doctors.
"Doctor Ling Ran might come a little later, so let me arrange some check-ups for you first. Once we get the results, we will inquire Doctor Ling Ran, is this alright for you?" Brandon explained with the language he was familiar with.
He Xiufang agreed.
Xue Haochu was relieved as he waited by the side. As the translation service was provided by the hospital, he whispered to Ji Tianlu, "I'm still worried that he will come out with a consultation that is conducted in a punk or rock style. I didn't expect that he'll be this serious."
"He is a British doctor. Their doctor-patient relationship is not any better than America." Ji Tian always went overseas. He laughed sarcastically and said, "You must understand that if a doctor from Europe or America is involved in a lawsuit, they will not only have to pay the judgment, but their insurance fees will be increased as well."
"Ah, I've never thought of that before." Xue Haochu was quite surprised. "It seems like life is not easy for those capitalist doctors."
"Exactly. Even if he takes a video because it makes him happy, he won't want to get himself into trouble no matter what." Ji Tianlu looked at Brandon in disdain. If they both exchanged their statuses, his achievements would definitely be much higher than his. However, it was much harder for a Chinese doctor to become famous when compared to a British doctor.
Brandon himself brought He Xiufang along to the MRI room, and he watched her receive the MRI scan himself.
He had seen He Xiufang's previous scans, including her X-ray, CT scans, and MRI scans. He even read her medical records. This was not just Brandon's suggestion to perform her examination again, it was his teacher's suggestion.
Any resident doctor could perform a surgery like Achilles tendon repair, but in the field of sports medicine, the Achilles tendon repair was always a surgery that made people worry a lot.
Now, when they bumped into such a good case, Brandon and his teacher naturally wanted to understand more… about the reality of He Xiufang's Achilles tendon.
Brandon did not even bring along his phone. He conscientiously watched He Xiufang while she entered the MRI machine. Then, he looked at the response shown on the computer screen until the end of the scan, and he directly read from the computer.
This was also the best way to read MRI scans.
"Her recovery is quite good." Ling Ran came downstairs by squeezing out some time from his schedule. He also gave himself a good appraisal.
He Xiufang was his patient. If the foreigner wanted to do a follow-up, Ling Ran himself also needed to be notified of the details of her situation.
From the scan, it could be seen that He Xiufang's recovery was beyond good.
"Let me read it a little longer." Brandon was very surprised.
He could see the signs of surgery that could not be seen anywhere else but on the MRI scans, and similarly, he saw the good recovery in the Achilles tendon… It was so good that people might be surprised!
"She just participate in a competition, didn't she?" asked Brandon without clearly directing the question to anyone.
Ling Ran did not bother to answer this kind of question that was not directed at anyone.
Xue Haochu stood forward and smiled. He answered for Ling Ran, "Based on my knowledge, the national track and field championship which He Xiufang mentioned just now is considered a rather high-level track and field championship in China."
"So, is the level of competition very high, too?"
"Of course."
"If that's the case, then her ability to recover can be considered very good." Brandon did not mention any medical skills. Instead, he spoke of the patient's ability to recover.
Xue Haochu smiled faintly without giving any comment.
Ji Tianlu cast Ling Ran a glance and decided to praise him. He said, "At that time, Ling Ran performed the Achilles tendon repair on four athletes in a row. Let's not consider Liu Weichen, but we should be able to get the MRI scans for the three other athletes who received the surgery together with He Xiufang. These athletes just came for a follow-up visit a few days ago."
Under his instructions, the radiologist pulled out the MRI scans and put it on display.
Brandon bent his body and lowered his head while his nostrils flared. He read the MRI scans carefully.
He was also a Doctor of Medicine who received his certificate after many years of training. Even though he was looked down upon by Ji Tianlu or Zhu Tongyi, his basic abilities were not bad. After all, he was a clinician with a few years of experience.
As he looked, Brandon quietly acknowledged Ling Ran's abilities.
Four patients, and their conditions during surgery were similarly stable. This point alone was already rare, not to mention that the surgical results of these four patients were extremely good as well.
It was just that the other three people were not as hardworking as He Xiufang in rehabilitation and training.
A Basic Treasure Chest silently landed in front of Ling Ran.
Peers' Admiration.
It reminded Ling Ran that the person in front of him admired him.
Ling Ran raised his chin slightly. After he came to the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, the number of his Treasure Chests had stopped increasing. In addition to this Basic Treasure Chest, he only obtained thirty-one chests.
He wanted to accumulate them until he had forty before he opened them.
After all, according to his previous experience of opening up the Treasure Chests, opening up ten or twenty in a row will allow him to get a good skill. If he wanted to double the number of skills, it would make more sense for him to accumulate forty of them before he opened them.
But…
Thirty-one was a prime number.
And it was the eleventh prime number.
Eleven was another prime number.
And it was the fifth prime number.
Five was also a prime number, and it was the third prime number. Three was another prime number, and it was the second prime number, and two was also a prime number!
He had a combo of five prime numbers!
And five was, again, a prime number.
"System, open up all the Treasure Chests." Once he thought of this, Ling Ran felt incredibly at ease.


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

<ya-tr-span data-index="431-0" data-value="Hello everyone my name is Michael Akatsuki and ..." data-translation="Привет всем меня зовут Майкл Акацуки И..." data-type="trSpan">Привет всем меня зовут Майкл Акацуки И...</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="432-0" data-value=" I died..." data-translation=" - Я умер..." data-type="trSpan"> - Я умер...</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="433-0" data-value=" But remembering everything until the moment of my death, I understand that I regret little" data-translation=" Но вспоминая все вплоть до момента своей смерти, я понимаю, что сожалею мало" data-type="trSpan"> Но вспоминая все вплоть до момента своей смерти, я понимаю, что сожалею мало</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="434-0" data-value=" My family was pretty ordinary except my little brother and I were fond of anime" data-translation=" Моя семья была довольно обычной, за исключением моего младшего брата, и я любил аниме" data-type="trSpan"> Моя семья была довольно обычной, за исключением моего младшего брата, и я любил аниме</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="435-0" data-value=" But since I lived in Russia, adults did not perceive it very well." data-translation=" Но так как я жила в России, то взрослые ее не очень хорошо воспринимали." data-type="trSpan"> Но так как я жила в России, то взрослые ее не очень хорошо воспринимали.</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="436-0" data-value=" And what can you live in this and without cartoons you say yes?" data-translation=" И что вы можете жить в этом и без мультфильмов вы говорите да?" data-type="trSpan"> И что вы можете жить в этом и без мультфильмов вы говорите да?</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="437-0" data-value=" But unlike my younger brother, I have been pretty unsociable since childhood" data-translation=" Но в отличие от моего младшего брата, я был довольно необщителен с самого детства" data-type="trSpan"> Но в отличие от моего младшего брата, я был довольно необщителен с самого детства</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="438-0" data-value=" Therefore, I had few friends, even in high school, I had about 3-4 friends who have been with me since elementary school" data-translation=" Поэтому у меня было мало друзей, даже в средней школе, у меня было около 3-4 друзей, которые были со мной с начальной школы" data-type="trSpan"> Поэтому у меня было мало друзей, даже в средней школе, у меня было около 3-4 друзей, которые были со мной с начальной школы</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="439-0" data-value=" Of course, I could talk to someone else, but usually it was something like a greeting or a question about study" data-translation=" Конечно, я мог бы поговорить с кем-то еще, но обычно это было что-то вроде приветствия или вопроса об учебе" data-type="trSpan"> Конечно, я мог бы поговорить с кем-то еще, но обычно это было что-то вроде приветствия или вопроса об учебе</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="440-0" data-value=" But I was quite sociable on the Internet, I even belonged to some top clans and there I had to communicate with many people" data-translation=" Но я был довольно общителен в Интернете, я даже принадлежал к некоторым топ-кланам и там мне приходилось общаться со многими людьми" data-type="trSpan"> Но я был довольно общителен в Интернете, я даже принадлежал к некоторым топ-кланам и там мне приходилось общаться со многими людьми</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="441-0" data-value=" So my 16 years of my life passed while I was once again watching Boku no Pic ... " data-translation=" Итак, мои 16 лет моей жизни прошли, когда я снова смотрел боку но пик ... " data-type="trSpan"> Итак, мои 16 лет моей жизни прошли, когда я снова смотрел боку но пик ... </ya-tr-span><ya-tr-span data-index="442-0" data-value="KXM, I wanted to say anime ..." data-translation="KXM, я хотел сказать аниме ..." data-type="trSpan">KXM, я хотел сказать аниме ...</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="443-0" data-value="In short I spilled my Cola on my PC in a hurry to knock it accidentally caught on some wire which eventually killed me with electricity" data-translation="Короче говоря, я пролил свою колу на свой компьютер в спешке, чтобы выбить его случайно зацепился за какой-то провод, который в конечном итоге убил меня электричеством" data-type="trSpan">Короче говоря, я пролил свою колу на свой компьютер в спешке, чтобы выбить его случайно зацепился за какой-то провод, который в конечном итоге убил меня электричеством</ya-tr-span>
<ya-tr-span data-index="444-0" data-value="Dying in convulsions I was hoping that would be before the old man with long white beard who offered me a second life in one of those novels with OP abilities" data-translation="Умирая в конвульсиях, я надеялся, что это будет перед тем стариком с длинной белой бородой, который предложил мне вторую жизнь в одном из тех романов с ОП-способностями" data-type="trSpan">Умирая в конвульсиях, я надеялся, что это будет перед тем стариком с длинной белой бородой, который предложил мне вторую жизнь в одном из тех романов с ОП-способностями</ya-tr-span>
But when I woke up I found myself in a place where there was nothing but darkness a long time passed since my death for this time, I was trying not to go crazy entertaining themselves with their memories
At some point I started to feel the heat and pressure looking around I saw the light very bright light I closed my eyes after a long period of time conducted in that dark place, my eyes were not ready for this after a while I heard a voice like the voice of a wise and good old man slightly opened eyes I saw him like this, glowing man with long gray beard, his face expressed a kind smile, he was dressed in white clothes similar to the clothes of the monks
Again spoke the old man said: I'm Sorry my child I thought I forgot about you for quite a long period of time at least for humans
Said the old man with the slowly fading aura around him for which I was grateful
With full open eyes I carefully looked at the old man and asked him the obvious question: are You a God?
What the old man nodded and said, call me mortals in your world
All things considered, what the Creator told him, I said, I will go to hell or heaven?
Shaking her head at my words he said, as an apology for the fact that I forgot about you I'm going to turn you into one of the worlds in your memories on your choice of 3 wishes
Very delighted with this outcome, I said, Right? to which he nodded, excited me even more
I thought about his words for 15 minutes during which he waited patiently for Michael said: Then I want to be reincarnated as one piece but my first wish is to preserve your memories
What the elder women laughed and praised the young man in front of him: hahaha you're smart enough young man for all the time I've sent a few from your world and you are the first who put forth this desire
What Michael facilitated sighed thinking: "It would be really crappy if I went there without memories just giving them unknown to me "
Reading the thoughts of Michael God smiled more broadly than before
A minute later, Michael made his second wish: My second wish I want a system with lots of features such as store status, map, quests, and inventory
After said Michael looked at God in response to which he nodded
He said my third wish:My third wish I would like the ability with which I could travel to anime worlds
God thought for a moment before answering and said, Well your third wish, it will also be one of the functions of the system but you can go to other worlds only under certain conditions
What Michael nodded, agreeing with the thought, "I don't care I can't complain since I got all this almost for free "
The Creator smiled a kind old smile and said, I'll be watching your new life so unlike his past life lived that much more interesting
God said waving a hand behind Michael's opening a portal that dragged him inside

This story about a boy named Michael Akatsuki will not spoil anymore

 PS: I don't know much English
- --- I do not have anime or cover art

"You seem troubled young Alex Maybell."

Alexander nearly leapt out of his throne, clutching at his chest as he stared at the morose visage of Death. The pale bastard stood silently beside the throne eying the young man with a slight hint of amusement. "Jesus H. Christ. We need to get you a bell or something." Alexander swore dropping back down into the throne as if the presence of the spectre of death was just any old day. Off to the side Jansea was giggling watching the pair, glancing her way he considered next upgrade changing the core rooms setting to Holy and see if she'd still laugh...

"I am rather surprised at you young Alex Maybell, you did not consummate with your childhood friend, rather you sent her out with all likelihood of never seeing her again. This is not your nature young Alex Maybell."

Alexander grit his teeth doing his best to neither curse nor lash out at Death, little wonder Thersea had had the urge to strip and offer her self up, Death had orchestrated the situation to test him again. Sighing instead he glanced aside, "I'm rather busy living Death, if you have a point to make get to it would you?"

Death smirked looking at Alex and extended a hand, the dungeon management screen lit up revealing the bottom of the page. The option for Redemption was no longer grayed out but rather shone with a golden luster. "If you wish to be with her, you need only use this young Alex Maybell, with your early start and good luck you should have enough to leave my path, should you choose."

Alexander looked at the golden option then to Death, "There's a catch isn't there?"

Death smiled mirthlessly, "Naturally young Alex Maybell. You will cease to be special, you will join the Path of the Peasant instead, you can have your childhood love with little worry of greater consequence. You will marry, have a child, and die in obscurity, and Anubis will not be waiting for you. Simple, as you may say no fuss, no muss."

Alexander frowned looking at the golden lettering, nothing so beautiful told him of personal damnation so completely. Give up his second life to live his days dirt kicking. To have a normal family and die in the dirt? Even his old self would spit in the eye of such an offer! As Jansea had stated, no Dungeon Lord tasting power would so casually toss it away, and certainly not this one! Was there some regret not claiming his first love? Perhaps, but he'd get over it. Maybe one of her descendants would be an even bigger catch...

Death watched rather impassively as Alexander dismissed the screen, "Such is the choice I knew you would make young Alex Maybell. Thus I offer you a chance since others seek to thwart my path holder."

Alexander turned to look upon Death with suspicion, "The cost?"

Death shook his head, "No cost young Alex Maybell. Powers seek to limit the dungeon so let there be a different door. Your dungeon grows well, so having a different entrance won't be unheard of." Opening the dungeon management screen Death tapped his pointed chin in thought, brushing his hand across the overlay of the dungeon the labrynth changed, the tunnels became more expansive now instead of two sectors there was now four creating a rough circle around the central chamber.

It was one of these new tunnels that saw an entrance appear, through the observation window snow drifted through the illusionary bone gates piling up slowly in the second entrance. Alexander sat back in thought, "Where is that?"

Death turned away walking across the moat of lava like it was solid ground. "I expect increased gains my path holder, do not disappoint." Death continued his walk, passing Jansea with a nod before walking into the rough wall and vanishing leaving the pair watching that spot. Alexander shook his head, once again summoning his base goblins to play scout for him, at this rate the Tier one goblins would likely evolve on their own for how often they were being used as scouts.

Settling into his seat he focused on what his scout was seeing, the other entrance exited into a snow choked staircase, the trembling near naked goblin was forced to climb through the freezing drift to get a look of the lay of the land. What he saw was rather surprising. Gone was the forest and mountain of his ancestral home, rather the second door exited not to a cave but the moldering basement of a crumbling keep. Through the decayed walls the goblin could see snow clad hills over looking a fairly large town.

The goblin climbed carefully upon a ruined tower and looked around. There was a fair amount of foot traffic going in and out of the place even in what appeared to be the depths of winter. Yet, the day of Ascension happened during the spring equinox, how was it winter? Frowning he sent the other three goblins through letting the four roam and spy on the area, as they branched out further however, Alexander truly did not recognize any landmarks. Was this a different continent? Or a different world?

Not that it mattered really, the fact the dungeons second entrance was placed in a set of ruins gave him some hope, not only for the unwary town that was not on guard against him but also for claiming Thersea after all. Quickly reorganizing his support minions he left some of the dark dwarves to mine the copper node, but rather than trying to further expand the labrynth he gave the task of restoring the keep to their fellows.

Alexander's mind whirled, if he stayed completely in the dungeon he would ever be out of time with the world, his only gains would be inside it. Yet if he took claim of the keep posing as an impoverish noble to reclaim his holdings and hiring mercenaries to rid his 'home' of the monstrous invasion he could certainly limit how out of time he was. While he set the support staff to rebuilding what they could he sent out his goblins and orcs to do the snow removal, if they could get the keep rebuilt before the icy grip of winter ended, none would be the wiser that he was in fact the dungeons master. 

Settling back repressing a shudder from the chilly visuals he watched as his minions got to work. Jansea watched over his shoulder with a frown but said nothing, he could well guess that she was displeased. She knew his thoughts, he was completely transparent before her. The thought of him living outside the dungeon at risk grated on her instincts which were set to protect him, she could not do such if he was outside! Yet he seemed determined to put a foothold in the outside world, likely for that hero...

Alexander couldn't gauge the time, the translation between out there and in the dungeon was handled in real time by the observation system but still the more he watched, the more he felt the strain on his mind increase. Still there was something he needed to do and for that he called upon the fairies, well two of them, these would be sent out the original door to fetch Thersea. Just by the progress on the ruins he could tell it had likely been months since she stepped outside, to find her and return with her would take months more. She was already older than him as it was but now? Maybe he could lock her away in here while he spent some time on that side...

Dismissing the windows Alexander sat back resting his eyes. He needed sleep. It has not even truly been a day since this wild ride started, but out there almost two years had gone by. What scared him deep down was if he slept, just what would be outside? Nearly another year gone? The thought truly frustrated him, he was too powerless to do anything as it currently stood. He could update the dungeon, hire more minions, tempt the town into attacking it but to what end? To suffer a few days worth of attacks before they too restricted what would go in?

Shaking the weariness from his mind he stood up and turned to look at the core, all because of some stupid time difference he was being driven to his wits end. Though if he were honest, it was more his unwillingness to give up on anything. He wanted the dungeon, while it was not the power he originally sought in his rebirth, it was impressive for what it was. He wanted Thersea. His lust was probably second only to his greed, he did not want to give up on her, to conquer her descendants, were she to have them, did not interest him as much as claiming she herself did.

He also wanted Death off his ass. That smug spectre always was testing him, judging him. He wanted to succeed where he was expected to fail, yet to do so meant he'd have to stop being himself would it not? This thought in itself strained his mind with great urgency. Death would keep hounding him, throwing tests his way, hell the keep was most likely a test in itself! That pale ghost knew how greedy Alexander was, so why not tempt him with a plausible route to take all he desired?

Sighing heavily he turned for the bed chamber and glanced to Jansea, "If there's trouble recall the minions and defend the dungeon. If Thersea returns I expect to find her whole and untouched when I awaken, she is my guest. Understood?"

Jansea bowed low and purred, "Of course my darling Master, all will be as you desire..."

Alexander eyed the succubus, the very air around the demon was filled with temptation, he need only ask of her and... no! To lay with a succubus was madness! Master of her he may be but he was mortal through and through, to indulge base desire with her would see his very life drained from him. Gritting his teeth he turned away he would have to order his minions to way lay a peasant girl in the near future, this need coupled with his tiredness was too distracting.

Crossing the core room he slipped into the bed chamber and disrobed, gathering the sheet that had had so intimate contact with his Thersea he laid down drawing in her scent to relax his mind. His plan had to work. Existing out if time was driving him rather crazy. He was e experiencing one time line while the world spun around him like a race track, things of great desire sped by, mere blinks of the eye. Before he'd know it the race would be over and there'd be nothing further to enjoy.

Sleep came to him reluctantly. His body undoubtably needed it, he had gone over a day of being at the height of his youth, being betrayed by fate, hunted down, leading the massacre of scores of people, confronting his love and risking losing her only now to have a glimmer of hope of grabbing hold of all he wanted. Clutching the sheet his conciousness fled the waking world and he knew no more. Dreams assailed his sleeping mind, nightmares of failure, of Thersea returning a granny well into the twilight of her life, of the town rising to seal him away from the world, of Jansea laughing as Death claimed him for Anubis' whim.

Sitting upright with a gasp, sweat poured over his brow. He breathed hard, clutching the sheet in his fingers as his heart beat madly. The wisps of the nightmares, of crushing agonizing defeat on all fronts seized him. Gasping for air he clutched his hair and tried to fight through the first real bout of reality that smacked him in the face so readily. In the corner of his eye he saw a floating window, the dungeon management one. Redemption blazed like a torch on the screen, pulsing with an energy he had not witnessed before. That was right, he had an escape route! Just accept a regular life, be with Thersea, live out a life and be at peace...

Reaching a hand out Alexander's fingers hovered over those blazing letters...

An arrogant young man finds himself reincarnated in a fantasy realm where the paths of life dictate your everything, for Alex who was born to a wealthy family in both lives he expected death owed him for his untimely trip through the cycle.

Little could he expect that Death is not one to be taken advantage of. For young Alex, a new path must be walked to sate Death's displeasure.



The Path of Death.

A complete silence descended on the room.
Everyone was stunned.
"F*ck...?"
"Elder Li, what the h*ll is going on? You're supposed to be translating the Divine Text. How come you just said a dirty word?"
"If you'd wanted to curse, you should've done so privately. It's not quite appropriate to do it so publicly in front of all the disciples."
Dean Wang Chi frowned, but he was excited. If even Elder Li had been so excited that he'd uttered a dirty word, it must be that the word he'd discovered was very unusual.
BANG!
Xu Que, meanwhile, was also getting very excited. He punched the Tao Test Stone and looked at the white-haired Elder as he said anxiously, "Just tell us what the word is!"
SWISH!
Suddenly, the Tao Test Stone flashed again with a bright light. Another word appeared next to the original Divine Text.
All of the people who were watching what was going on were shocked. They looked over at the Tao Test Stone.
"Quick, look, the Tao Test Stone has just had another reaction."
"One more word!"
"Oh, my God, can it be this form of Divine Art is really coming to our Heaven Palace Sect?" Several Elders were so excited that they couldn't help but exclaim.
The original white-haired Elder was about to open his mouth to respond to what Xu Que had said, but he was drawn to the Tao Test Stone's reaction.
He'd kept a close eye on the Divine Text. Countless information from the ancient book of records had surged into his mind, and all kinds of reserves of knowledge related to the Divine Text were in play. All this had been input to the translation formula they had meticulously striven to obtain. Soon, the meaning of the Divine Text became evident to him. He suddenly began to look sluggish and as if he was in a daze.
"This..." the white-haired Elder looked dumbstruck as he continued, "...this can't be right. This is impossible. Our methods of translating must be wrong."
"What's going on?" Dean Wang Chi was looking somber as he asked, "Elder Li, stop talking nonsense. What exactly does this Divine Text mean?"
"F*ck you!" The white-haired Elder opened his mouth and uttered these shocking words.
The whole crowd was instantly horrified and speechless.
"D*mn, has Elder Li gone insane?"
"Dean Wang was just saying out loud what we were all thinking. Stop speaking nonsense. And now you're going to tell him off?"
"Not to mention that it was wrong for you to tell him off in this way. With the Dean's distinguished identity, how can you act in this way? You must be losing your mind."
"Absolutely...absolutely disgraceful! What did you say?" At first, Dean Wang Chi stared blankly, but, then after he'd realized what Elder Li had said, he'd become furious.
"No, no, it's not that. Dean, please calm down, you've all misunderstood me."
Elder Li reacted at this point and hurriedly waved his hands as he pointed to the Tao Test Stone and explained, "What I said just now was me reading out the translations of these two Divine Texts. The first text that appeared was translated as f*ck and the second Divine Text was translated as you."
"What is this insolence you're speaking? The Divine Texts are the words of a deity. How could he have used such vulgar words?" Wang Chi asked angrily.
Elder Li looked panicked and exclaimed, "Dean, I'm telling you the truth. If you don't believe me, you can let several other Elders give it a try. However, what I suspect is that there has been a slipup in our translation methods. These words must have been translated incorrectly."
When Wang Chi heard this, he swept Elder Li with a cold glance and said in a deep voice, "The several Elders who have been responsible for translating the Divine Text, come up here now!"
"Yes, sir!"
A few Elders immediately came forward and surrounded the Tao Test Stone.
They all scanned the various pieces of paper and all the materials that they'd been using to do the translations.
Following which, they suddenly raised their heads and looked at each other with looks of astonishment.
"Uh, Dean, Elder Li's translation was correct. According to our translations, these two Divine Texts are indeed the two words f*ck and you," said several people as they bowed toward Wang Chi.
"How is that possible?" At this point, Wang Chi was completely dumbfounded.
Across the board, many of the other disciples were also baffled.
"What was going on?"
"What about the Divine Art that had been mentioned before?"
"How did it turn into obscenities?"
"And these two words are really vulgar. They're not really words that a deity would ever use. Could this all be an error in translation?"
"And, if the translation is correct, then who are these two words addressed to?"
Suddenly, everyone in the crowd became quiet and all their eyes swept over toward Xu Que, all at the exact same time.
Originally, everyone had regarded Xu Que as the Divine Son since he was the only one who could make the Tao Test Stone flow with Divine Text.
But now the Divine Text was swearing dirty words, and the person that the curse was targeted at was evidently Xu Que.
"???"
Xu Que also realized what was going on and why all these people were looking at him with strange gazes, and he instantly went on alert.
"F*ck! Oh my, f*ck me, I'm now furious. You lousy piece of stone, how dare you scold me?" Xu Que yelled loudly, and then he suddenly raised his leg and kicked straight out at the Tao Test Stone.
With a loud bang, the entire Tao Test Stone shook, and then, with another flash of light, a third word appeared.
Xu Que didn't have to wait for the Elders to translate. He could almost guess what the third word was. He flew into a rage.
"A broken piece of stone dresses up as a diety and starts cursing at me.
"Are you so arrogant that you don't think that I, the Act-Tough Saint, can't deal with you?"
"System, come on, bring out the Nine-Star Stone-Crushing Hammer from the System store for me. I'm going to crush this Tao Test Stone today!" Xu Que immediately called up the System and rummaged around for some high-priced equipment in the System store.
The Nine-Star Stone-Crushing Hammer, which was a weapon listed in the Divine Equipment category, was shockingly expensive.
Even with all the Acting Tough Points that Xu Que had accumulated by Acting Tough up till now, he didn't think he would be able to afford it.
But at this time in the world of memory, the System had also been offended by the memories created by the Heavenly Stone of Taiyi. So it had promised that Xu Que could try any props in the System store as well as any System functions for free as long as he was in the world of memory.
Of course, Xu Que was naturally going to squander anything he could get for free to his heart's content. He also looked through the weapons in the Divine Equipment level. However, the conditions for using the Divine Equipment were very harsh. Even if Xu Que had been able to use them for free, he still couldn't order them about. After all, with the small amount of Celestial Core Power that he possessed right now, he could've possibly been sucked dry just trying to lift some of these objects.
However, the Nine-Star Stone-Crushing Hammer impressed Xu Que, because it didn't require the use of Celestial Core Power to move it. It was easy to move, and it was extremely strong.
However, as everyone knows, there was no such thing as reaping without sowing in the world. The insignificant ability of this piece of Divine Equipment lay in its name. Its only function was that it could be used to smash stones. It was said to be able to crush any stone in the world and yield results with just one try. It was guaranteed to shatter any stone into pieces.
Xu Que was delighted when he'd read the introduction to it.
"What kind of f*cking Divine Equipment just crushes stones?
"Wouldn't I be crazy if I had so many Acting Tough Points and used them to buy a piece of Divine Equipment simply to smash stones?
"Besides, is there a stone in this world that is so hard that I couldn't smash?
"Never in a million years did I ever expect that there would be a stone such as this in front of me.
"This Tao Test Stone belongs to the Divine category, beyond the Celestial level."
Xu Que had pounded it a few times and couldn't cause it the slightest bit of damage. It simply shook a few times. It was extremely hard.
But Xu Que initially didn't think about smashing it. He bore no ill feelings toward it. So why should he make things difficult for a piece of stone?
But now, he was really angry with the d*mn stone.
"You dare to scold me? You even wriote that message for me in Divine Text to scold me? I'll f*ck you up!"
Xu Que scolded the Tao Test Stone once again and waved his hands. Suddenly a bright golden hammer appeared in his hands. He raised it up high up before smashing it into the Tao Test Stone.
BOOM!
The Nine-Star Stone-Crushing Hammer slammed down into the Tao Test Stone 
and caused a thunderous noise. It was deafening, and circles of waves rippled across the void.
The Tao Test Stone cracked open on the spot. Within one of its cracks, a dazzling glow could be seen gleaming. It shone on Xu Que's body.
WHOOSH!
The next moment, it was as if the dazzling glow suddenly swarmed out from the stone and directly streamed into Xu Que's body.
After that, the enormous Tao Test Stone shook and abruptly turned into ashes on the spot. The ashes sprinkled all over the ground, becoming dirt that then was scattered by the wind.
This entire episode was over in an extremely short time. Even Xu Que didn't have any time to react.
Everyone present stared openmouthed as they stood frozen in place. Their minds had gone completely blank.
"Had the Tao Test Stone been obliterated?"
.....


I am the best when it comes to taking divergent paths. With just a flip of my hand, I shall take the path less commonly travelled. I search far and wide, only to find myself unbeatable and unrivaled. So now I ask, who else can match my awesomeness? 

Acting tough is second nature to me and I am a lone wolf.
 
The road is long and winding but I shan’t feel lonely as long as I am able to act tough!


Life and death bore me and I do whatever I deem fit.

“Young man, way back when I started acting tough, you were still learning how to put on your underpants!” Xu Que thus decided to take the path of acting tough. He decided to act tough every single god-damned day. If he wasn’t acting tough, he was scheming for the best way to act tough!  

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