Have you ever thought of a world where the greatest heroes in History would one day banned together which will start the new era of future heroes? Well if you have great if not then start. This is a story about how the MARVEL Universe and the DC Universe got combined together creating the Merge. Madelyn Brooks and her brother Sebastian are the next coming. They will go through tough challenges, disaster situations, and lose a lot more on the process of understanding what it means to be a hero.

Wu Tong had spent two days in the Palace Museum. Time spent restoring ancient paintings went by fast even though she was just a spectator. She gained a lot of experience and was grateful just to fix some edges.
What she didn't expect was that on the third day, the master in charge of ancient painting restoration had arranged an important task for her. She was so excited she had broken into a small dance. Her professional skills had been recognized by an industry master, and it was not just a verbal recognition either! There was nothing else that could make her happier.
Oh, wait, there was. That would be the happiness from sharing this exciting news, for example, with Meng Fan.
"It's already pompous that you're so good looking, but you're talented too. You can really do whatever you want!"
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Of course, if these are compliments, then nothing I say is worth considering."
"What have you been up to lately? Oh right, how goes the voice acting business?"
Wu Tong and Meng Fan would often run, exercise, and stretch together in the morning as they chatted. They could both be considered the kind of people who were very open to conversation. Sometimes, Meng Fan would be the only one talking. While other times, Meng Fan would listen to Wu Tong talk. They had a good understanding of each other's past.
For example, Meng Fan knew that it was Wu Tong's dream to restore artifacts in the Palace Museum.
And another example was that Wu Tong knew that Meng Fan's other dream besides creating a manga was to become a voice actor.
Meng Fan had told her about his voice acting applications and even about the time he met a voice acting director because he had gotten hit by a diamond ring. That was why Wu Tong asked.
"It's going okay. I've recorded for a cartoon TV show, which should be airing soon, but it's a preschool animation. Oh, and some video game characters as well. Overall, the experience has been pretty good. Dreams are a funny thing. The scariest thing is realizing your dream only to find out that it just feels so so."
"The way you talk makes me want to beat you up."
"Then come hit me!"
"... I'm gonna go. I have to do some homework tonight."
"How much longer until you're done with everything?"
"Probably another week or so. They only need me for three days, so I'll head back to school afterward."
Wu Tong's trip was set to last three or four days, but because of the large number of tasks she'd been given, she had to stay another three or four days.
In the blink of an eye, it was November 22nd already. Meng Fan didn't go to the Chocolate Factory for he had already recorded all the roles he had been given. Currently, he had played 47 roles that were approved by the System. The time spent in the studio had also accumulated to 1300 minutes or 22 hours.
He had requested more roles from director Charlie, but they were all roles that required a lot of work, so the progress of gaining experience became much slower.
Director Charlie could tell that Meng Fan wanted to test out some other roles, so he agreed to find some more video game commissions just for him. He told Meng Fan to rest for a few days, and that he would call Meng Fan once the listings came.
"Where are you?"
"Almost there, on the way."
In the morning, Meng Fan woke up. He ran his half marathon and showered. He ate his breakfast then he worked on his manga. During this time, Qin Jiao called him. He checked the time and hurried outside, almost forgetting his appointment with Qin Jiao because he was so lost in his art.
"Which way are you going, huh? The stairway to heaven?"
When Meng Fan arrived at the studio, Qin Jiao rolled her eyes at him before throwing down two books. ""Guide To Campus RoMANce". Bleh. what a stupid name. The layout and cover for the second volume are all done. I didn't ask for your opinion and told the publishing house to go ahead with the printing. Oh right, they also reprinted the first volume, the same as last time. It was just that the cover was remade in the style of the second volume."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Meng Fan took the two volumes in his hands and chuckled to himself as he flipped through them, thanking Qin Jiao through his smirks. "You said the second volume would be handed to the publishing house to distribute and sell. What about the first volume?"
Qin Jiao responded, "The same, there is a dealer taking over. I estimate that the stock will arrive tomorrow or the day after, but the stock for physical retail should be available way later. It will be up on the internet soon, though. We've printed 5000 copies of the first volume, the same as the first print for the second volume. The publisher and the dealer have said that if nothing goes wrong, you should make a total sales of 20,000 copies once the third volume comes out."
Meng Fan nodded. He wasn't surprised by these estimations, even thinking the publisher had been too optimistic in their estimates. After all, he wasn't a popular manga artist, and "Guide To Campus RoMANce" had a small audience. It would be incredible if the third volume could boost his sales to 20,000 copies.
It couldn't be compared to "There's A Spirit Underground", for Mr.Sleepy had so many fans, and they had no pressure selling 50,000 copies in the first batch.
Coincidentally, the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" was released for sale today as well. Mr.Sleepy had found a very powerful publisher and distributor, who had made his stock available in stores in all the first and second-tier cities. Physical sales, e-commerce sites, and online booksellers had all released it at the same time as well.
It was supposed to release at 9:00 am online since most physical stores opened around this time too.
How much did they make in sales?
The sales data for physical stores was definitely hard to obtain, but the sales from mature websites were easily accessible.
Of course, to Meng Fan, he didn't need to check. He could look at the figures for [Professional Manga Artist] in his mind and know the approximate number.
At the moment, the sales experience of this task was 12,300. Up until now, which was 10:00 am, the figures for the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" had sold more than 10,000 copies.
Before this, the first volume for "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been distributed by himself, so he had gained zero experience from it. Hence, 12,300 was the most accurate sales number at the moment.
"We've broken the 10,000 mark!"
Mr.Sleepy gave Meng Fan a call, saying that his book fans had done so and so to help him break the ten thousand mark.
Alright, because of the experience involved with this task, Meng Fan wanted more than anyone in the world to know the sales numbers. No dealer could match his speed, nonetheless Mr.Sleepy.
"Today, yes today, our sales could exceed 30,000. I told you, 50,000 copies for its first batch was too little! Sigh. Why aren't you excited?!"
"Huh? I'm excited, but I don't show it."
"... Speaking of this, the second volume should begin printing soon. The first print will be a bit less so 30,000 copies. The publisher is asking when can it be published; do you have any suggestions?"
"Me? I obviously also hope for it to be out as soon as possible." This was Meng Fan's real attitude toward it. For now, 10,000 copies in sales didn't seem hard anymore, and he knew that this involved profit, so he said, "But this is just my opinion. As for how to actually operate it, you should go over it with the publisher."
Meng Fan didn't know what kind of method could increase sales, like if they continuously publish two or three volumes at once or release them separately. It was unclear to Meng Fan, and he couldn't decide.
He had already discussed with Qin Jiao to publish a third volume of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" in addition to the two on hand. He would also give the last volume for Qin Jiao to handle, so it could reach publication as soon as possible.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Wang Baole left the hallucination realm with his faith in Little Missy intact and great hopes for the Dark Corpse Face Art. He immediately started practicing in the cave abode.
However, regardless of how hard he tried to sense the Dark Spirit Qi in the Spirit Qi around him, he couldn't make heads or tails of it. He didn't believe that he couldn't do it and poured in more effort studying. At the same time, he also began cultivating the Lightning Dao: First Volume.
If there had been no basis for comparison in the first place, he wouldn't have realized how difficult the Dark Art was. The Lightning Dao: First Volume was a mysterious cultivation technique. It was obviously a challenging technique to learn and master. If that weren't the case, the Ethereal Dao College wouldn't have restricted its practitioners to those with a Foundation Establishment core formed from a fully intact artifact. 
When compared with the Dark Art though, Wang Baole was caught by the realization that… the Lightning Dao: First Volume was much simpler than the Dark Art. Others would be flabbergasted if they knew this was how he felt.
With a different point of reference came a different perspective.
Time passed steadily. Soon, a month had gone by. In that month, he had risen from the True Breath realm to the Foundation Establishment realm. His cultivation level had exceeded the required cultivation for a Deputy Pavilion Head at the Dharmic Armament Pavilion. It was no longer appropriate for him to remain in his current post in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion.
The organizational structure in the four Dao Colleges was slightly different from that in the other political institutions. His position as the Deputy Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion, for example. If it had been an equivalent position in another political establishment, it wouldn't have fallen to a True Breath realm cultivator to take up the role. At the very least, the position would have gone to a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.
The four Dao Colleges were different though. Tradition dictated that all disciples who reached the Foundation Establishment realm would have to join the Federation. They would train and continue their cultivation in the various government departments. This was why a True Breath realm cultivator could hold the position of a Deputy Pavilion Head in a Dao College. 
In the same month, Chen Yutong had already shed his role as Deputy Pavilion Head and taken up office in the Federation Capital. His Deputy Pavilion Head position had laid the foundation for his promotion to his next office, which was of a higher status when compared to the other cultivators who had recently reached the Foundation Establishment realm.
The other disciples who had reached the Foundation Establishment realm in the most recent Mystic Luna Realm episode had also received their transfer orders in the same month. They had gone their separate ways and begun their deployment and life after reaching the Foundation Establishment realm.
This was the case for Lu Zihao as well; he had been transferred to Venus. He intended to send a warning to Wang Baole before he left, to let Wang Baole know that they were all Foundation Establishment realm cultivators now. He wanted Wang Baole to stop addressing him as his son whenever he saw him.
However, he recalled the series of violent and brutal acts committed by Wang Baole on the moon and decided not to risk offending the latter. Erring on the side of safety wouldn't go against his principles…
Zhuo Yifan didn't choose to leave. He decided to remain in the college and was made the Pavilion Head of the Combat Pavilion. Even though his cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment realm, the Combat Pavilion was a unique place. Having a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator as a Pavilion Head wasn't something forbidden.
As for Zhao Yameng, Wang Baole had his guesses. Her family background must have been pretty impressive for her home to be in the Federation Capital. He wasn't surprised when she came to bid farewell and inform him that she was leaving for an office in the capital city. He gave her a strong hug, then spoke just as she narrowed her eyes and was about to say something. 
"Yameng, take care of yourself. Let me know if anyone bullies you. We're all part of the Male Gods Society and brothers to one another!"
Zhao Yameng heard what Wang Baole said and gave him a deep, unfathomable look. Then, she smiled gently and left.
Throughout the month, Wang Baole saw many people off, but the transfer orders for him didn't arrive. Wang Baole found this surprising.
Is it because they aren't sure where to put me? That's good news. I may be in for a surprise! Wang Baole became excited at the thought. He had a mind to seek Bunny out, but he found out that she was still in seclusion.
That made him slightly mopey. He stood outside the Alchemy Pavilion, staring and sighed.
Bunny won't turn into an old bunny after she comes out from seclusion, right…? The Alchemy Pavilion is trying to drive a wedge between two lovers! Bunny, my mother forced me to go for matchmaking sessions. I turned them all down for you!
Dispirited, Wang Baole remembered Du Min. He then found out that Du Min had left the college with a few other Combat Pavilion disciples on a mission.
Utterly bored out of his mind, Wang Baole went back to his cultivation. He began to craft and stock up on his previously expended stock of Numinous Treasures as well. The remainder of his time was spent in seclusion, practicing the two cultivation techniques.
He had a plan set out. The Lightning Dao: First Volume would allow him to form the first lightning bolt inside his body, and the Dark Art would give him the Dark Fire once mastered.
Both mystic arts would enhance his battle prowess while he was still at the Foundation Establishment realm, and his green lotus further augmented his physical capabilities. He thought himself quite powerful already.
Another month passed, and Wang Baole's transfer orders still didn't arrive. He was starting to feel anxious. He thought for very long and decided that he would wait for another month. If the transfer orders still didn't appear then, he would seek the Sect Lord for answers.
By now, most of the familiar faces in the college had left. There were many in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion who continued to treat him civilly and with respect, but it all felt meaningless.
Fortunately, he still had Liu Daobin at his side. That made Wang Baole feel slightly better. He thought about how he was going to be deployed soon. In the remaining time he had, while waiting for his transfer order, Wang Baole started making plans for promotions and advancements.
He made arrangements for Liu Daobin and the other subordinates who had followed him from the Lower Academy Island. Liu Daobin especially had passed the Armament Soldier Assessment while Wang Baole had been cultivating in the Mystic Luna Realm. He was made the person-in-charge of the College Administrative Department.
The others were also assigned their respective offices. They would work closely with Chen Yutong's subordinates to ensure that the Dharmic Armament Pavilion remained under their control even after Chen Yutong and Wang Baole left. 
Wang Baole even made a trip to the Lightning Domain. He endured the lightning blasts and made it through the final two bouts of lightning strikes, being rewarded with the final two cultivation techniques. He gained the full set of cultivation techniques from the Lightning Domain and was now able to wield… the Electromagnetic Pulse! 
He realized that he would gain a better effect if he practiced the Lightning Dao: First Volume inside the Lightning Domain. As a result, he spent most of his remaining time there.
Wang Baole finally obtained his first lightning talisman and had it tattooed on his right leg. He could feel the pulsating power of a lightning bolt inside his right leg. He still hadn't made any headway with the Dark Art, but by then, his transfer orders had finally arrived.
The Sect Lord summoned him to Sky Path Island and personally met him. In the great hall of the Sky Path Island, he presented two options before Wang Baole!
"Baole, you're aware of the college tradition. Because of the attention you drew during your time in the Mystic Luna Realm, the Federation has given your deployment a great deal of consideration. They finally came to a decision, though you still have the final say!
"The first option is to remain in the college. You will become the Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion and receive a Primary Rank Five Noble! A True Breath realm Pavilion Head isn't given a noble title. Only Foundation Establishment realm cultivators are entitled to a noble title!
"The other option is to take up office in the Martian Colony. The exact position will be decided by the Martian Colony Governor after you arrive. Don't worry, you'll be guaranteed a position that is befitting of a Primary Rank Five Noble!" 
The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord sat in the great hall and looked at Wang Baole before him. He smiled as he spoke.
"A Primary Rank Five Noble?" Wang Baole said, stunned. His breathing quickened. Having diligently studied the autobiographies of high ranking officials, he was no stranger to the Federation ranking system. However, it had all seemed like a distant future before he had reached the Foundation Establishment realm. It was something that could only be acquired after he had entered the government ranks of the Federation.
The Sect Lord smiled at Wang Baole's excitement. He had long ago heard from someone about Wang Baole's dream to become the Federation President. He pointed at Wang Baole and laughed.
"You should know a thing or two about the Federation rank system. More than others, at least. Let me refresh your memory so that you have a clearer understanding.
"The Federation rank system can be broken down into nine ranks and further split into eighteen classes. The highest rank is the Primary Rank One, and the lowest the Secondary Rank Nine. The Federation President is the only Primary Rank One Noble now. The Vice President and the Head Senator, as well as the Governors of the Martian and Venerian Colonies, are Secondary Rank One Nobles!
"The Sect Lords of the four Dao Colleges, like myself, are Primary Rank Two Nobles! The seventeen City Lords, including Lin You from Ethereal City and except the Head Senator, are Secondary Rank Two Nobles!
"The heads of the key departments in the Federation are Primary Rank Three Nobles. Their deputies and the Deputy Sect Lord of the four Dao Colleges are Secondary Rank Three Nobles!
"Below them in the hierarchy are Primary Rank Four Nobles and Secondary Rank Four Nobles. The grand elders in the respective Dao Colleges' Pavilions would fall in this tier!"
"Rank Five Nobles are mainly held by officials in the Federation. It is a symbolic title in the Dao College, not an actual noble title. The respective Pavilion Heads, for example, are Primary Rank Five Nobles. As a Deputy Pavilion Head, you can be considered a Secondary Rank Five Noble as well." The Sect Lord looked at Wang Baole after he was done with his explanation.
"Baole, tell me your answer. Do you choose to remain in the college or go to Mars?"


By the year 3029 CE, Earth's technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation.

At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth.

Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it following the collision with the sun and spread across the universe. Many of these shards have landed on various places across Earth.

With the arrival of the bronze sword and its shards, a new unlimited energy source has suddenly appeared on Earth. This energy source has since been named Spirit Qi.

Spirit Qi is like air, thick in some places and thin in others. As the Federation and other factions gather more shards, they discover more information on cultivation, pill refinement, Spirit Stone refinement, and other techniques. The words on the shards have an ancient feel to them, making it a trend for people to use ancient language.

The appearance of Spirit Qi rapidly makes the original energy sources obsolete and has completely changed people's lives. Not only has the Spirit Internet been formed, Spirit Qi has also changed the course of Human Civilization, causing the world to enter a civilization of cultivation. This would later come to be known as the Spirit Inception Era.
 


Gun-Ho had nothing to do in the mornings since the auction class started in the afternoon.
All he did was reading an economic newspaper and surfing the web.
"I don't have to feel pressured. Even though I don't make money for a year, it will cost me only about 20 million won."
Gun-Ho sometimes went to a public library to read books he hadn't have time for. He read some liberal arts books or business books.
"Maybe I should invest some money in stocks. I don't want to invest a lot because it's risky. Let's try 50 million won."
Gun-Ho studied stock charts.
"By looking at the trading volume and the moving average lines, Daehan Logistics, Lotte Chemical, and QM Steel look good. In addition, Daehan Logistics is on the market for M&A. Once it is sold to a big company, its stock price will hike. Lotte Chemical looks good too. QM Steel produces stainless steel pipes and it has a low debt ratio."
Gun-Ho had work experience in accounting, in addition to his studies in accounting at Zhejiang University. He could quickly read a company's financial statements. Gun-Ho selected these three companies and traded them on a daily basis. He sometimes lost and sometimes gained. His eyes hurt after looking at his computer monitor for long hours.
 
"They said that Daehan Logistics had been on the market but I don't see any movement related to it. Its stock price doesn't move and it's annoying. They said that CJ, Kumho Asiana Group, and Lotte Group are interested in acquiring it, but nothing happened yet."
Gun-Ho's expectation toward Daehan Logistics lowered. The volume of Lotte Chemical got low. Many of their products are exported to overseas including China, but the stock trading volume became low. Let's sell them once the price recovers to the original price I purchased at."
Gun-Ho didn't make money from Lotte Chemical either.
"The chart and the trading volume looks good. I'm not sure who is pressing the price."
 
Gun-Ho made some money from QM Steel.
"I invested 10 million won into QM Steel and the price went up by 3.5%. Even after I subtract the stock trading fee, I still made 300,000 won."
Gun-Ho went to an ATM close to his office-tel and withdrew 300,000 won he just made from the QM Steel stock trading.
"It's not bad at all. I made 300,000 won in two days."
Gun-Ho went to Gyeongbang Department Store, and bought t-shirts and a jacket with the 300,000 won; he felt like it was free money. He had an extravagant meal in a restaurant located on the top of the department store building.
"Let's sell some of Daehan Logistics and Lotte Chemical, and put them into QM Steel."
Gun-Ho invested 300,000 more in QM Steel and had fun doing something else.
QM Steel had potential. On the following day, Gun-Ho closely monitored the stock movement of QM Steel. Its stock price was exceeding the market price, and Gun-Ho sold his stocks at a good price while monitoring the one-minute chart.
"I made 200,000 won today."
 
Once Gun-Ho started making money by stock trading with QM Steel, he didn't want to do anything else but doing stocks in his office-tel.
"It's time to go to the auction class. Should I skip the class today? Or should I go? The stock market is still open."
Gun-Ho decided to go to the class.
"I should know about auction and I already paid for the course. It's hard to take my eyes off the stock chart though."
 
The instructor of the auction class explained about how to participate in an auction at a courthouse.
"There are a lot of websites showing the auction items. To have more details on the items, you can register certain websites by paying a small membership fee. If you see one you really like, you will have to go see it yourself."
The auction was interesting, maybe because it is easily found in daily life.
"Before you go see the item yourself, you should read and understand the information provided by the court website. Once a property is sold at an auction, it releases the financial institution's debt; however, you have to be careful with the issues with a tenant, right of superficies, and the Imchi right."
A student raised his hand and asked a question.
"What is Imchi right? I saw a banner on a building on the way to the class today; it said it was exercising its Imchi right."
"Imchi right is a legal term. It is created when one party entrusted money or objects to another party, and the receiving party promised to keep it safe. Usually, the construction company or renovation company exercise this right when they didn't get paid for their work."
Gun-Ho was not sure if he fully understood what the instructor said.
"A legal term is always difficult to understand."
 
Gun-Ho spent money more easily than before since he had been making some money from day trading. He now took a taxi instead of a bus or subway when he came home from his auction class in the private institution in Yongsan to his office-tel in Yeongdeungpo.
"A bus doesn't run often and I don't get a seat on a bus after the class because the bus is often full during the hours."
The taxi fare was not a big deal to Gun-Ho anymore.
 
There was no auction class today.
Gun-Ho felt lazy cooking his breakfast. He went to a porridge house close to his office-tel to have his breakfast; he had a vegetable porridge.
"Let's do the day trading with QM Steel today unless I see other exceptionally good stocks that exceed the average market price."
Gun-Ho sat his desk and opened the online stock trading website and logged in by entering his login ID, password, and his authorization certificate.
"Huh? What is this? The price stays the same and the trading volume is zero?"
It was strange. Gun-Ho clicked the official announcement.
"What? The company might be delisted and they are looking into it right now? Its president is accused of embezzlement? I invested 30 million won in QM Steel. Trading of this stock is not allowed until all become clear. F*ck! I can't touch my money until then."
 
Stock investment was difficult. Gun-Ho spent time studying about stocks and analyzing financial statements, and he carefully selected bottom-priced stocks to play with, but still, this sort of things happened to him.
An investigation of delisting of a company occurred when there was; embezzlement, breach of duty, fabricating a sales report or giving inaccurate publicly available information in bad faith, that was material enough to affect an investors' decision. Gun-Ho entered the stock discussion forum where he could get various information.
"The president took the company's money and ran away."
"The majority shareholder entity of QM Steel will start its rehabilitation process."
"That president committed embezzlement before, and he did it again during his probation period and already flew to another country."
All sorts of rumors came out.
Gun-Ho felt drained. What if he invested all of his 1,170 million won into the QM Steel stocks? The thought of it terrified him.
"Whoa, it's not difficult to lose everything in a day."
What Chairman Lee said crossed Gun-Ho's mind.
"I don't do stocks because I can't figure out the other player's cards. That's why I don't do stocks."
Gun-Ho could picture Chairman Lee smiling.
 
"What if they decided to delist the company stock? I will likely lose my shares. They might declare bankruptcy. Sh*t!"
Gun-Ho was so worried that he didn't even feel hungry for lunch.
"I lose 30 million won from my investment in QM Steel; if I add my living cost and the office-tel rent of 20 million won to it, I will lose 50 million won in total for the year… I can lose all of the money I made from China gradually in this way!"
Gun-Ho felt scared.

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.

"That's easy. You can become so powerful that your opponent would have to pay a great price for doing away with you. This way, it won't even matter even if they know that it's you. They can't pay the price of dealing with you," Mi Guangying said this casually.
"There's another way. Find a powerful backer for yourself. Your opponent will certainly refrain from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases[1. A Chinese proverb, it means that dealing with a problem is too costly.]."
"Can I ask you something? Do you know how many Iron Flag Council Members there are in the stellar zone I'm currently in?" Lu Sheng seemed to have asked an unimportant question.
"I'm not sure. However, when you rank up, you can join different circles depending on your location. You won't know the exact locations of the members, but the members of the circle are from the same galaxy." Mi Guangying laughed. "Also, a word of caution. The Iron Flag Council is only an above-average organization. There are many other organizations that are more powerful than us. Don't be too careless."
"I understand…" Lu Sheng nodded slightly.
"Well then, have you decided what you need my help for?" Mi Guangying spoke casually. "I'll have you know that I can't deal with anyone at the Void Underworld tier. Don't even think about suggesting that."
"It's alright. You'd only have to deal with people of the Confusion Realm at most. Your main job will be to protect my kinsmen," said Lu Sheng drily.
"No problem. I don't have much to do in the next three years. As long as you can help me rid my uncle of the poison, I can even help you out for 30 years!" said Mi Guangying forthrightly.
"Good to know." Lu Sheng nodded. He had sniffed the poison. It was truly a troublesome compound. However, he was a man of poison—his body was already equivalent to a walking store of toxins. On top of that, he had his higher-than-rank-800 Tu Style Healing Art.
Even if he could not get rid of the poison, it would not be a problem for him to manage its effects.
"When that time comes, just issue the mission with your origin stone. I'll reach you directly through your Transport Door," Mi Guangying suggested.
"Alright. I'll leave it to you." Lu Sheng nodded.
After the call ended, he started researching the poison and blood in the vials.
After running some tests on them with the Test Formation he bought at the Iron Flag Council's marketplace, he learned the nature and details of the poison.
It was a cocktail of 320,000 different types of toxins. The toxins were linked together, forming a complete and immense Toxic Rune Formation.
This poison was just like a combination of poison and formation.
It was fortunate that Lu Sheng was quite knowledgeable regarding formations as well. Although he was no expert in biochemistry, with Deep Blue and his reading of the materials he purchased from the Iron Flag Council, he quickly replenished his lacking knowledge to its peak.
He spent more than 300,000 Mental Energy units for this ordeal. Lu Sheng finally grasped the knowledge system he needed to undo the poison.
More than 40 martial path cultivation methods which specialized in profound knowledge of detoxification were gobbled up by Deep Blue. Then, it sent the information to him to have them connected.
It was fortunate that he had more than enough Mental Energy units at this moment. Even though Deep Blue was only capable of differentiating martial path skill formulas, Lu Sheng could still navigate through the loopholes and set the cultivation methods and arts which required meticulous studies as the goal of the modification. This way, when the cultivation of the various knowledge and cultivation methods were completed, he would have already mastered all other related knowledge.
Lu Sheng stayed more than three days at the iron Flag Council before he derived the avid antibody to the poison.
Then, he brought the avid antibody to Mi Guangying. The two of them discussed the tasks they had for each other in detail.
Mi Guangying would Arrive in Yellow Springs Planet #3 via the origin stone, and locate Lu Sheng's kinsmen in Great Song and the members of the Prime Devil Sect. Then, she would bring them all out of the Yellow Springs Galaxy to Libra City.
At the same time, Lu Sheng would have to increase his authority as quickly as possible to earn the right to bring more people into the main city as residents.
Otherwise, the Fourth Ward would not be enough to protect his kinsmen.
Also, as Mi Guangying had said, as long as he was powerful enough, he would be able to make the forces on Zhuang Jiu's side refrain from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases. It would be difficult for them to do anything to him.
If he was truly a great Void Underworld being, even if it was discovered that he destroyed Green Branch Sect's planet and killed Zhuang Jiu, nobody would dare provoke him.
A Void Underworld Heavenly Devil was not as simple as another being with Void Underworld strength. Heavenly Devils possessed the extremely troublesome attribute of being undead.
Also, a Void Underworld expert powerful enough to destroy Zhuang Jiu and a planet was certainly not someone ordinary experts could hope to compare with.
Lu Sheng did not detoxify Mi Guangying's uncle directly. Instead, he formulated the antidote, diluted it, and sent it to her in batches.
He would not go there in person.
The effects of the antidote were observable soon enough. As a reward, the relaxed Mi Guangying transferred about 300,000 contribution points to Lu Sheng on her uncle's behalf.
Through this incident, Lu Sheng discovered a better and quicker way for him to earn contribution points.
Unfortunately, he had spent so many Mental Energy units, and the only thing he mastered was a single antidote to this poison.
About five days later, Lu Sheng had completed the production of the antidote and sent it to Mi Guangying.
Another 300,000 contribution points came from her side as the final payment.
The sheer amount made Lu Sheng understand that the uncle behind Mi Guangying was most probably some peak expert with formidable strength.
At the very least, he would be a great Void Underworld being.
However, no matter what tier the uncle was at, at the very least, Lu Sheng now had enough contribution points to buy a volume of the main cultivation method.
Although it was the cheapest, Lu Sheng did not care much about the price. As long as he could somehow squeeze into that tier, Deep Blue would derive and perfect it for him and strengthen a cultivation method to its limits.
All he needed was enough Mental Energy units.
.....
The light screen scrolled downward. Void Underworld cultivation methods kept sliding past before Lu Sheng's eyes.
He fixed his gaze on the light screen. He wanted to look for one with the best value for money.
In no time, he reached the end of the long list.
It was the final of all Void Underworld cultivation methods.
He had been spending and earning contribution points at the same time. Sometimes, he had to buy various materials and potions he needed to complete the missions.
His expenses aside, the amount of contribution points he actually had was more than 1,300,000.
In the list of cultivation methods, there were only three that cost less than 1,500,000…
Two of them were clearly labelled as volumes, while the other was defective. Naturally, he chose the complete volumes.
"I hope that this will do it. I don't mind even if the main cultivation method is slightly unconventional, as long as it gets me to the Void Underworld tier."
Although he said that, when Lu Sheng saw the titles of the three volumes, he could not help but feel helpless.
"East Park Autumn Dew Fertilizing Method. Some random Void Underworld expert blazed a new trail and came up with this unique skill formula. Perhaps he was inspired with a smack to the head. Perhaps this was an original and different skill formula some great being created for some special purpose. At Full-mastery, all material life within a radius of several hundred thousand meters would reach the limits of fertility. This is the best skill formula needed for a flourishing civilization. It's suitable to be used in tandem with an auxiliary-type main cultivation method. Price: 1,310,000 contribution points."
"Charming Fragrant Red Caltrop Method. A unique method created by master Tian Xiang. With its unique otherworldly fragrance that is both far-reaching and profound, a living being's natural charm will be amplified, mesmerizing all others. Price: 1,360,000 contribution points."
"…These two skill formulas, I can't even choose between them…"
In a bout of helplessness, Lu Sheng could only look toward the final, incomplete skill formula.
"Poison Sand Nine Phoenix Method. A unique method mainly cultivated by poison cultivators, who have gone extinct millions of years ago. They did not leave much behind. This skill formula is one of the few such things. Because of its popularity, many great sects of the Devil and Wicked Paths would take parts of its ideals and essence, incorporating them into the foundations of their secret and forbidden arts. This method's specialty lies in the swiftness of mastery. In the early stage, improvement will be extremely quick. In the middle stage, the improvement will be extremely slow. If the cultivator manages to break through to the late stages, improvement will be extremely quick. Price: 1,000,000 contribution points. (Note: This is only a third of the entire volume. The whereabouts of the remaining parts of the volume are unknown.)"
Lu Sheng fell silent. He hesitated between these three cultivation methods.
In no time, he discarded the charming method. If he cultivated that, he would truly become a pervert.
As for the two remaining methods…
"Looks like I don't have a choice…" Lu Sheng sighed. In the end, he reached out and tapped on one of them.
East Park Autumn Dew Fertilizing Method!
'Even if this is a support-type skill formula with no offensive attributes, it'll be helpful in perfecting my Heart World. At the very least, I'll be able to break through to the Confusion Realm! The poison cultivators' method is a defective product to begin with. If any trouble arises in the later stages because of the defects, it'll be too late for me to cry over it. What I need now is a complete Void Underworld cultivation method that I can use as reference.'
Lu Sheng steeled his heart. He threw away the fruits of his hard work from all this while. All his contribution points were spent in one go. He would be lying if he said that he did not feel his heart hurt.
However, he had no choice.
His contribution points that were more than 1,000,000 were instantly cleared.
A few seconds later, a spot of silver light suddenly flew out of the light screen and shot between Lu Sheng's brows.
Information about the East Park Autumn Dew Fertilizing Method surged quickly into his mind.
From the Army Raising tier to the Confusion Realm tier, it was a substantial change that was akin to the differences in distance from planetary travel to stellar travel.
If an Army Raising being was an expert who could dominate a planet, a Confusion Realm being would be an itinerant monk who took his first step out of the planet and entered outer space.
They were able to soar through outer space and provide for themselves for a long time. They possessed an endless stock for their own requirements. They would not be relying too much on external factors compared to the Army Raising beings.
At this tier, the emphasis of cultivation would be on the cultivator's mind and spirit.
The volume of information contained within the skill formula carried by the silver light was extremely huge. Everything about the Confusion Realm to the part where it was extremely close to the Void Underworld tier was there.
Lu Sheng instantly understood the fundamental reason why he was not able to break through to the Confusion Realm.
Spirit was only a part of the cultivation. Rules played a more crucial role. He had to obtain enlightenment and an understanding of the world.
According to the skill formula, at the Army Raising's peak where his spirit's capacity was at its limits, the first step he would have to take was to temper and strengthen his spirit by understanding the rules, thereby purging his spirit of impurities.
The second step would be for him to condense a Divine Emblem onto his spirit. The Divine Emblem would be formed by combining countless Divine Veins and Marks.
After the formation of the Divine Emblem, another directed tempering step was needed before he could obtain fertilizing power which he could use to make the life and plants around him thrive.
The more rules he understood, and the more perfect they were, the Divine Emblem formed would be more powerful.
However, the Divine Emblem was actually akin to a small energy cycle which he would be able to bring along. Neither the Heavenly Devils or the other tribes could break free from this system.
However, Lu Sheng did notice that the most important part in the final step from Army Raising to Confusion Realm was the understanding of rules by the mind.
Although he had help from Deep Blue, he was greatly lacking in this category.
Compared to the Army Raising beings back in his home on the Yellow Springs Planet, he could be considered to have a great understanding of the rules. However, compared to a Confusion Realm being, who had cultivated for tens of thousand of years, with their countless accumulation and rich experiences, he was too insignificant. These Confusion Realm beings with great organizations backing them had to spend tens of thousands of years cultivating before they finally achieved a breakthrough.
'I have too little time. Looks like it's more worthwhile for me to cultivate in another world. I should look for a world with the greatest difference in time flow. If understanding of the mind is the only important factor, I won't have to mind the energy rank. This way, I can even increase the difference in time flow…'
Lu Sheng started weighing his options.


Demons, devils, ghosts and monsters
Plunge the mortals weak in horrors;
Arms of gods and blades of devils,
Shroud the world in untold evils.

Lu Sheng was an ordinary civil servant in the modern world. After waking from a drunken stupor one day, he found himself trapped in a dangerous world where demons, ghosts and supernatural monsters terrorize the land. 

In this world, ordinary mortals live in dark fear and helplessness, without any means to fight against the supernatural. 

As Lu Sheng struggles desperately for survival, he stumbles upon a game mod he had designed for a mobile phone app in his previous life. It unexpectedly becomes his special ability, which enables him to instantly level up any skill he learns, albeit at a cost.

Thus, Lu Sheng begins his journey, striving for power beyond the reach of a mortal as he treads the way of the Devil…  

Bai Xiaochun found it completely bizarre, and simply couldn't imagine what type of place he was in.
After a while, he decided to stop thinking about the mists and what lay beyond. Taking a deep breath, he slowly calmed down.
"I guess it doesn't matter. One thing's for sure: my speed of enlightenment here is incredible. I can really benefit a lot." Shaking his head, he completely stilled the shock within him.
"No wonder they allocate time in here by the day. Even allocating it by the hour would make sense. Every day here counts as an opportunity for major gains by any cultivator." All of a sudden, he felt overtaken by a sense of urgency. He had spent three days on the Violet Qi Heavenspan Incantation, which meant he had five days left.
"I can't waste any time!" He quickly pulled a jade slip out of his bag of holding and poured some spiritual power into it. Soon, a mnemonic appeared in his mind.
"Undying Heavenly King!" he said, eyes shining with excitement. That jade slip had been given to him years ago by the man known as the gravekeeper. It was the second volume of the Undying Codex! The Undying Heavenly King!
In the first volume of the Undying Codex, one cultivated the power of the skin, which was called the Undying Skin. The second volume focused on fleshly body power, and was called the Undying Heavenly King!
Similar to the Undying Skin, the Undying Heavenly King was divided into four levels. However, they were not divided into iron, bronze, silver, and gold. Instead, they were four fleshly body types. The first level was the ten mammoths Berserk Ghost Body. The second was the ten ghosts Heavenly Demon Body. The third level was the ten demons Asura Body. The final level was the Undying Heavenly King Body!
Each of those four fleshly body types was more powerful than the one before it, with the most powerful being the Undying Heavenly King Body. It was actually thousands of times more powerful than the first level, the Berserk Ghost Body!
Bai Xiaochun had actually known about this some time ago, but because he had never mastered the Undying Skin, he had been unable to proceed with the higher levels of cultivation. Now that he was examining it again, the Undying Heavenly King was completely shocking.
"The so-called mammoths referenced in the ten mammoths Berserk Ghost Body were not ordinary creatures. They were gargantuan mammoths from primeval times, who emanated incredible pressure all around them. Even their fleshly body strength alone was comparable to an early Foundation Establishment cultivator!
"The mammoth power from the Dragon Mammoth Sea-Forming Scripture is similar. After reaching Foundation Establishment, my fleshly body power is actually similar to one of those gigantic mammoths.
"As for the berserk ghost, the Undying Heavenly King information says that in the legends, there was a terrifying entity that could rip mammoths to shreds. It was actually a ghost-like beast with a terrifying fleshly body!" Considering the current level of his cultivation base, he found the information about the Undying Heavenly King even more shocking than before.
"Basically, if I cultivate the first level of the Undying Heavenly King, then in the end, my fleshly body power will be ten times what it is now, which will be the power of a single ghost of the second level. The power of ten such berserk ghosts will put me at the level of the heavenly demon.
"According to the information, heavenly demons were also legendary creatures with terrifying fleshly body power, who hunted and consumed berserk ghosts!
"Asuras have ten times the power of heavenly demons, and according to the legends, would easily crush heavenly demons. I guess that means that the Undying Heavenly King has ten times the power of an asura?"
Bai Xiaochun's eyes were shining brightly. He was already deeply familiar with the benefits of his Undying Skin, and as such, was even more excited about the Undying Heavenly King. He could already imagine what it would be like one day to combine the power of the Undying Heavenly King with the Undying Gold Skin. Although he wouldn't literally be undying, he would definitely be very difficult to kill!
"This volume of the Undying Heavenly King can lead to explosive fleshly body growth! If I cultivate it successfully, it would be hard to find a Foundation Establishment cultivator under heaven who could kill me!" With that, he quickly closed his eyes and began to work on the first level of the Undying Heavenly King.
It was not an easy task, and the difficulty lay in the vast amount of vital energy that was required. The requirements of the first volume of the Undying Codex were like nothing compared to this. After cultivating it for a bit, Bai Xiaochun was already looking withered, and he quickly stopped.
"What a terrifying waste of vital energy. If you're not careful, you'll turn yourself into human jerky...." When he thought of what he would look like as a slab of human jerky, he couldn't help but shiver in fear. However, he wasn't willing to give up. That was especially true because of the divine ability he would have access to if he successfully cultivated the first level.
"The Mountain Shaking Bash...." he thought, taking a deep breath. He immediately decided that after leaving the arcane pocket realm, he would concoct pills and even stock up on precious materials that could replenish vital energy. Regardless of how difficult it was, he had to cultivate the Undying Heavenly King.
After some brief calculations, he realized he had three days left. Without any further hesitation, he took the Protomagnetic Wings off of his back and examined them closely. In the very middle of the wings was a pearl, which he'd acquired from the north bank in trade for the pill formula for the Aphrodisiac Pill. It was known as the Protomagnetic Pearl.
According to the peak lord from Irispetal Peak, if it was his destiny, he might be able to gain enlightenment of a divine ability that had to do with gravitational repulsion.
Although he had looked into the matter before, he had never made much headway. With three days left in this place, he decided that maybe it was a good time to take another look.
Time flew by, and before he knew it, there were only about eight hours of time left in the arcane pocket realm. However, he didn't give up. Even though he hadn't gained complete enlightenment of the powers of gravity and repulsion, he did have a much deeper understanding of the magnetic powers of the pearl.
Now he was able to unleash a strange power that contained both pulling and pushing forces, which, when combined, caused the air to distort into the form of a pearl.
The pearl seemed illusory, but affected the air around it, causing it to twist and distort. When Bai Xiaochun poured spiritual power into it, the power vanished like a rock thrown into the deep sea. However, as soon as he ceased the flow, the power which he had poured into the crystal rumbled back out. Shocked, he realized that the pearl apparently maintained balance in the form of a cycle, making it a vessel of sorts.
Even still, he was unable to unleash the powers of gravity and repulsion. If he managed to succeed in the future, he would finally be able to make contact with true protomagnetic power.
"What a pity. If I could only spend some more time in here, I would definitely be able to unravel the mystery." Sighing, he put the wings back, and then used the remaining eight hours working on his Waterswamp Kingdom.
When the eight hours were up, the air around him began to ripple, and before he could do anything further, everything around him collapsed. Rumbling sounds echoed out as a vortex formed, which sucked Bai Xiaochun inside.
After vanishing, he reappeared back on Mount Daoseed, outside the entrance of the arcane pocket realm. He immediately felt disoriented. Inside the arcane pocket realm, his mind had been unprecedentedly clear. His thoughts seemed to roam free without restraint. But now he was back to normal, and it felt almost like he had been submerged in water. He felt very muddleheaded.
The prime elder opened his eyes and looked at him, and was immediately shaken. Bai Xiaochun seemed completely different than he had eight days ago. All aspects of his energy seemed far stronger than before.
The old man nodded in admiration, then said, "People usually have a hard time adjusting after their first time in the arcane pocket realm. Go meditate for a few days and you'll be fine."
With that, he closed his eyes.
It took Bai Xiaochun a moment to even recover to the point where he could move. Ashen-faced, he clasped hands and bowed to the prime elder, then left.
After returning to his immortal's cave, he sat down next to the lake, working at readjusting himself, and simultaneously recalling his experiences in the pocket realm. Finally, he sighed.
"If only I could have sought enlightenment in there for a few more days. Cultivating in there is pure joy. Just what kind of place is it? It's so weird." He shook his head. It was actually possible to pay merit points to enter the arcane pocket realm, but with Bai Xiaochun's current savings, he could only afford a few hours.
Considering how uncomfortable he felt, it was impossible to clear his mind enough to practice cultivation. After some thought, he unstrapped his bag of holding.
It was filled with all sorts of miscellaneous items, including many things that he'd acquired in the Fallen Sword World. Up to this point, he hadn't taken the time to organize them all. Upon opening it up, he saw countless objects, including spirit stones and even some magical items.
After organizing everything, he found he had a dozen or so bottles and cases, some of which contained medicinal pills, and some of which held items he wasn't familiar with. The other sects all had different areas of specialty, so it made sense that his understanding of the items gained from them would be limited.
"Is this a spirit medicine from the Pill Stream Sect? The Pill Stream Sect's pill concocting methods seem really interesting....
"This is from the Profound Stream Sect, right? It looks like a fingernail!
"What's this thing? It's so sticky...." Shaking his head, he moved on to a blood-colored jade box. As soon as he opened the box, a burst of fiery power exploded out.
At first, he wasn't very impressed, but then he looked a bit closer, and his eyes went wide. Panting, he looked even closer at the small tongue of fire inside the jade box.
That fire was no ordinary fire, but rather, was coming out of an object located at the bottom of the box, a type of immortal grass with four different colors on its leaves. Because of the four colors on its leaves, the fire coming off of the plant itself had four different colors, making it look very strange.
Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, and his heart began to pound. After some closer examination, he confirmed his original assumption. "Four-leaved immortal grass! A rare item that creates four-colored flame!!"
"This is a variation that only appears once in 100,000 stalks of three-leaved immortal grass. Four-leaved immortal grass can create four-colored flame...." Bai Xiaochun's eyes began to shine. How could he ever have imagined that his bag of holding would contain an item like this?
To the disciples of the other three sects, it might just be an object useful for concocting medicine or practicing cultivation. But to Bai Xiaochun, it was like a precious treasure.
He hadn't used his turtle-wok for quite a while, not because he didn't want to, but because fuel for four-colored flames was very rare in the sect, and he hadn't been able to acquire any.
Even as he looked at the four-leaved immortal grass, he suddenly remembered something that he had acquired from one of the disciples from the Blood Stream Sect. Back in the Fallen Sword World, so many disciples had besieged him because of the heavenstring energy that he couldn't remember them all clearly. However, there was one disciple who had made somewhat of an impression; after being killed, he had seemingly transformed into a mask and then tried to flee.
"Yeah, I remember him!" Bai Xiaochun thought, eyes flashing. He clearly remembered grabbing the mask and trying to crush it, but being unable to do so. In his hurry, he'd simply sealed it and tossed it into his bag of holding. [1. The incident with the mask happened in chapter 163]
However, after searching for quite some time, he was shocked to realize that the mask was nowhere to be found.
"Impossible!" Ignoring the discomfort he felt from having just returned from the pocket realm, he drew upon the power of his cultivation base to once again search, this time even more thoroughly.
"There's no way I'm misremembering this. I definitely threw it into my bag of holding. That mask must be some sort of magical treasure that's actually trying to hide from me!" His eyes began to shine with intrigue.
Sticking his chin up, he said, "How dare you try to play hide-and-seek with Lord Bai, you little mask. Lord Bai can reduce you to ash with the snap of a finger!"


With a thought, the land becomes a vast sea. With another thought, it transforms a field of mulberries.

With a thought, a thousand friends are killed. With another thought, ten thousand Immortals are slain.

Only I alone… shall be everlasting. 



   
    "Hey, give me a copy of the morning newspaper. Huh? Is that a new magazine? A copy of VOGUE too." 
    "I’ll take that VOGUE!"
    An office worker threw 15 yuan in the box and grabbed the last VOGUE without hesitation before hurrying away. 
    The white-collar worker stared at the empty shelf in shock. Her magazine had been taken away. 
    "Do you have one more copy?" she asked the stallholder.
    Lao Zhang's face was as wrinkled as a blooming chrysanthemum. "Don't worry, I’ll keep one for you in the evening."
    "Okay, don’t forget. I’ll drop by at six o’clock. I want the VOGUE with the black-and-white cover."
    "No problem!" Lao Zhang promised. 
    He unconsciously glanced at his watch. It was just half past eight. If the delivery was on time, it would catch the end of morning peak time. 
    He called Wang Xiaor.
    "The number you are dialing is busy now, please call again later..."
    "Hello, Mr. Zhang?" Wang Xiaor answered. His phone was hot. "Do you want more copies? How many? Okay, wait for me."
    "No, I don't know how much stock there is. I wouldn’t lie to you. We all like money. Just wait for my call." 
    Wang Xiaor hung up. His five newsstands were all out of stock. He received an extra 100 orders that day. That new magazine was selling like hot bread!
    I should have been aware of this situation. Other colleagues must be experiencing the same problem. I have to hurry and find Brother Pipe.
    It was silent inside the VOGUE headquarters. The assistant looked at the clock on the wall. It was 8:40. Morning peak time would end in one hour and 20 minutes.
    The phones on the table were ringing one after the other.
    "Hello? Yes, this is the Distributing Department. Okay, an extra 12,000 copies. No problem!" 
    "Hello, 6,000 for today and 50,000 for tomorrow. Okay!" 
    They answered the phones in a muddle. In two minutes, the statistics were on the desk of the director. The total tally was 17,000.
    SH: 21,000
    TJ: 8,000
    GZ: 12,000
    ...….
    The statistics from 10 cities came out before the sales peak time. The amount reached 80,000 on the first day. 
    Qu Xuemei made several calls. The machines in the printing factories started running again. In one day, 70% of the stock had been sold out. She was expecting the final sales volume during the first week. 
    No one would stand in her way. Everyone was in awe of her foreseeing abilities. She was a charismatic leader in their eyes. 
    The total sales volume on the first day was 170,000, which was equal to ELLE’s sales volume.
    Looking at the ELLE building and its neon lights across the street, Qu smiled imperceptibly. This was only the beginning. The bold always had the last laugh. 
    In time, the sales volume gradually fell down. After the first golden week, it was not worth mentioning anymore. 
    An analysis of VOGUE appeared on their competitors’ desks. 
    Its sales volume was 1.7 times higher than ELLE’s and 1.3 times higher than Rayli’s. VOGUE was the champion of the month. 
    This was the first time this had ever happened in China. Forcing a smile, Yin Yan threw the report into her paper shredder. As she watched the paper stripes fall in the dustbin, she felt something bitter in her mouth, as if she’d just drunk a cup of espresso without sugar.
    There was a chance in front of me, but I didn’t take it. If I could start over, I would have shouted at Qu Xuemei, "Leave him to me! Leave Qin Guan to me!" 
    Nearly all the advertising departments of the best brands, including watches, accessories, bags, shoes, etc, had received VOGUE’s statistics. 
    Satisfied with the surprising numbers, they had drawn a circle around VOGUE.
    On the party for the final editing of "Graceful Princess", Fang Pingping flipped through the latest VOGUE absent-mindedly. She showed the cover to her agent unhappily.
    "I want to be VOGUE’s cover girl."
    "Impossible!"
    "Why? Qin Guan is on the cover." 
    "This is the Asian version, not the original one."
    "That's okay!" 
    Her agent licked her lips awkwardly. "VOGUE has exceptional taste. Their tradition is to invite famous models to be on their covers. I guess it's possible for Chinese actresses to be cover girls, but you are not that famous."
    Fang Pingping got angry. "Which actress would be qualified enough? Tell me!" 
     "Zhang Manyu!"
    "She’s nothing special! She just debuted earlier, that’s why she’s more popular! If I could get a good script, I’d be more famous too!"
    Fang Pingping stared at the aesthetic cover photo. If I could be a cover girl, I’d be as pretty and dazzling as Qin Guan! 
    Reality was cruel though. Luck did not always favor people.
    In one week, the resumes of models from various agencies were piled on Qu's desk.
    Most of them were willing to take a shot for free. Qu stared proudy at Qin Guan’s cover photo, which was hanging on the wall. It had been expanded several times. She caressed his sexy jaw.
    He is my fastest horse...
    Those battles didn't influence Qin Guan, who was carrying two boxes of beer home from the nearest supermarket. 


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

With combat out of the question Angela would have to find another way of dealing with the goblins, and she knows just the way to do it. She had seen a documentary about how bats were being forced out of their caves using large amounts of smoke. Since there was no other exit to the cave, if they created enough smoke then the entire tunnel would be filled with it (though the amount of smoke needed would be tremendous). 

Before starting the plan suitable preparations are needed. First, it is important to have a large enough stock of dry shrubbery or wood to create enough smoke. After the stockpile is created there needs to be some way of ensuring that the smoke goes in the desired direction and, as there was no wind in the void, it would have to be an artificial way.

Burning small amounts of different materials Angela finds that wood produces the most smoke for how much anima it costs and so she starts creating large piles of it, stacking the planks in neat one meter high jenga towers.

As for the artificial airflow the easiest method outside of having warriors wave large leaves (though it would be a rather comical sight) would, once again, be through runes. Similar to how she made the blast rune, Angela sets up a slightly different testing area and starts experimenting with different rune combinations.

Though there are many failures a couple are reserved as they might be useful later such as a rune made from air (aīur) and power (strøn) which causes an incredibly strong wind, capable of cutting through almost a meter of solid stone but quickly dissipates. Such a rune has a large restriction due to its friendly fire but its power is similar to a hand grenade and would be useful against enemies that are resistant to fire.

After many attempts she creates one with the desired effect. It isn't a strong force, merely a light breeze, but the duration and direction is easy to control; ideal for keeping a continuous airflow. Of course, this plan would not be able to kill all of the goblins, some may make it out of the tunnel but the ones that do will be disoriented and weak, a much easier target for the warriors.

Once again a group is formed, although with a different pupose, this time it is for containment rather than a direct attack. The fires are set and the smoke quickly floods into the tunnels, spreading out to block the oxygen from going in and out.

After a period of time the sound of coughing comes from the tunnel and a few goblins rush out, only to be caught unaware and quickly dispatched. Angela feels guilty at this, though not as guilty as she expected. It was sort of like squishing bugs; sure you feel a little bad about it but its the natural thing to do.

Soon the goblins are coming out in groups of ten and twenty but it makes no difference, they are defenseless against the sharp blades. Despite the increasing death count Angela still feels very little guilt which actually makes her feel even worse. The conflict between what she has been taught to believe as right and what she currently feels causes her to wonder whether she herself is losing many of the feelings that make her human.

Eventually the groups stop coming, dozens upon dozens of corpses are scattered around; though they are a mere fraction of the number still inside the cave. By now angela is starting to feel a little horrified, she has caused this, it is her doing. 

As they move deeper into the cave, the rune held out in front of them to clear the smoke, the feeling of repulsion grows stronger and stronger as the number of corpses increase in volume. Finally they reach the antechamber just before the large spiral room from before and Angela's spirit loses its last legs and collapses due to the horrific scene.

Bodies litter the room, piled on top of each other in their attempt to escape. The thing that really broke her though, was that there were actually child goblins amongst the bodies, some still clinging to their mothers.

The dam breaks and Angela collapses, sobbing, into Lenara. Though startled Lenara quickly reacts, comforting Angela despite her lack of understanding. Coming from the perspective of a hive mind killing was just a natural part of life, a trading of resources for a strategic position. Instead she gently strokes Angela's hair and after issuing a couple of commands to her warriors, leads her out of the cave.

Our protagonist dies at a young age to an unfortunate accident but is startled when she then wakes up in a small wooden shack. 
Opening the door, what she sees, or rather doesn't see, shocks her...
Big Bang System initialising.

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I'm taking a hiatus to stock up on chapters- The Dragon Ball portion of the story has been fulfilled and the Z portion will move on next volume.

Will Raditz fare well?
Will we see ghost Nappa, will we see Vegeta? 
How will Frieza fare? 
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