A woman born in China is walking through love, war, politics and national loyalty to become a strong empress in the Chinese Yuan dynasty but she has to keep her secret to the world first

"While I have only been to your testing grounds, to see that Great White Snake Demon in action, just proves to me that you really are one heck of a Dungeon Supplier." Jin could feel that Yuan Ba had more to say to him rather than just praising.
"So... Apparently, I heard some chattering from the ground that the exercise was not conventional as I thought it would be." Yuan Ba asked politely, and Jin nodded his head.
"Yes, I was hoping to discuss with Yang Ling whether if you are able to spare more than just police for the training as well. But considering how I saw the police acted during the Ruby Rats Incident, I do not really have much faith to other stations than people posted to Tian Gong Police Station." Jin said, and Yuan Ba bitterly laughed.
"That... was partially under my orders. The police as a whole are considered to be affiliated with the Royal Zodiac Tigers even though it could be said that the majority was managed by the other clans or the common folks themselves."
"When I heard that the Triad bosses personally entered the fray to fight against you, my only concern was to reduce casualties in the vicinity. Especially since I'm aware that most of them do not have the cultivation grade to stand toe to toe against the Triads themselves." Yuan Ba explained, and while he seemed slightly apologetic towards Jin. The Tiger Head did not mince his word a single bit and stood by them.
"There's a SWAT team in Tiangong Police Station, yet they alone couldn't have handled such a size. It would have required Central to dispatch more SWAT teams or other police stations to reinforce the perimeters. However, given their inability to do so, they took my orders literally and stood down. It can only be described as a disgrace to my police's reputation." Yuan Ba felt something must be done to change the attitudes of his police force.
"Hence, I am sending every abled police officers, including the higher ranks to participate in this joint military and police training exercise as soon as you manage to create one. I will make sure the logistics are settled on our side as I can send my military people to temporarily hold the fort for a day."
"...Wait. So, you want me to perform a mass training exercise not just for Tiangong Police Department but for the entire police force of Shenzhen?" Jin exclaimed, and Yuan Ba nodded his head.
"Yes, if possible, I would like some of my military units to enter the exercise as well, especially when I heard that you are preparing them for monster horde attacks." He then leaned forward to Jin's face and whispered to him.
"What I am going to tell you is considered highly confidential. Recently, the Border Guard reports are not favourable at all. My analysts predict that there will be another major, devastating monster horde attack within a year or two unless something unforeseen happens." After which, Yuan Ba stepped back and smiled at him. Only Jin was feeling uncomfortable upon hearing the news.
"...Optimistically or worst case scenario?" Jin asked, and Yuan Ba sighed.
"That's the optimistic scenario. The forest bordering Shenzhen between Dong Guan and Hui Zhou is not much of a concern. We are more afraid of coastal attack. However, I do not have much more information other than the daily intelligence snippets from the military. We do not control the navy, the Royal Zodiac Sheep Clan does." Yuan Ba replied.
"So, in a way, what you want is for me to simulate the monsters who could arrive through the naval defences?" Jin asked, and he nodded his head.
"Something like that. But it would also be great if we could train for multiple potentialities. Perhaps they could remain undetected until they surface to the coast, who knows? We are so out of touch from monsters that we do not know if they mutated."
"Maybe worse if they swam from Zhongshan and hit the West Coast which includes Shenzhen's international airport. It would equally be a nightmare if it attacks Hong Kong, and we have to settle both refugees and the defence of the city." Yuan Ba stated all the possible scenarios out he could think of at the moment.
"I might not be able to do a replication of such realistic situations, but I've thought of some ways to surprise the military and police if the instance ever happens," Jin said. He was still thinking of his plan for raining Demon Rats upon them. That would definitely be harder to deal with than a coastal assault by monsters.
"I am assuming you are in the process of making something?" Yuan Ba asked, but it felt more like an indirect order.
"I am working out the theoretical part to accommodate that many people in a fighting instance. The biggest fighting instance as far as I am aware had about 200 cultivators with 1000 monsters, and it was a horror maintaining it from what I know." Jin explained.
"What you two have asked of me requires me to break a new record. Still, I believe it should be doable. Once the math checks out, you will be the first to know." Jin tried indirectly to ask for more time by giving reasonable excuses. However, the Tiger Lord was apparently keen on getting a concrete date.
"Very well, shall we do it before Chinese New Year?" Yuan Ba questioned Jin further, and he could sense that the Zodiac Tiger Head was withholding some information from the dungeon supplier due to the pressing timeline.
"Aren't the weeks towards Chinese New Year also the period that police needs to be on high alert?"
"So, you are saying that you could do in January instead of Feb?" Yuan Ba seemed even more delighted, and Jin started to feel the strain on his resources if he started even earlier.
"No, I was actually suggesting after Chinese New Year Holidays."
"That would be a problem... after the Chinese New Year Holidays there are multiple international conferences that the police needs to participate in." Yuan Ba's excuse wasn't really great, but Jin was in no position to call him out on it. From what he knew about the other party, there had to be a good reason for this rush.
"Hmm okay. How about the second week of February? Chinese New Year happens to be on the fourth week of February in next year's calendar." Jin tried going for a compromise to get the latest possible date. He knew the third week was where the security was doubled almost everywhere due to the preparation for the celebration, and it was impossible for the police to relieve their duties by the military.
"I would personally be grateful to you if it could be arranged for the first week of February." Yuan Ba placed his arms on Jin's shoulder and tapped it 'gently' enough to remind him of his promise.
"Don't worry, I will send some…support along the way in the next few days. Call it some motivation to get it down as soon as possible." Yuan Ba let go of him after patting him on the back. He bowed once at Grandma Yuan, who was talking to her students.
"I will inform Hou Fei too then," Jin said, and Yuan Ba smiled as he walked out of the conference room instance.
"Oh, and eh tell Yang Ling not to come back home too late." With his back facing Jin, the dungeon supplier somewhat understood what he meant and acknowledged it with a defeated sigh.


In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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It was as if Wang Yao's palm was an invisible wall that blocked the cool breeze.
What's going on? She was startled.
Is it a coincidence, or does he really have that ability?!
Tong Wei looked at Wang Yao with surprise.
"What's wrong?"
"Why isn't the wind blowing at us?"
"Perhaps it sees that you're chilly, so it's afraid that you'll catch a cold," Wang Yao replied with a smile.
"I'm not cold now."
Wang Yao put down his palm.
With that, the cool breeze blew in their direction.
Startled, Tong Wei only regained her senses after quite some time.
"How did you do that?" A beautiful pair of eyes was staring at Wang Yao.
This was too magical.
"It's just a coincidence," Wang Yao answered after being silent for a while.
Some of these things were too shocking. Apart from the time when Chen Ying saw it with her own eyes, no one knew that his practice had already reached the legendary stage of "communicating with the heaven and earth". He would tell her these things slowly in the future.
Tong Wei rolled her eyes at Wang Yao while smiling. Then, she sat with him in the yard.
"It's cold outside. Why don't you go to bed?"
"I'm not sleepy. I'll accompany you for a little while."
The two of them stayed out in the yard until past 10 o'clock at night, before they finally retired into the house to rest.
The next day, Tong Wei took a taxi to the exhibition herself. She did not let Chen Ying drive her there. She felt embarrassed to keep troubling her.
In the morning, Wang Yao and Chen Ying first went to the treatment center to look at her brother's tracking video for the past two days. There was still nothing abnormal on the tapes, but her brother had still fallen ill. The time he fell ill this time was still being delayed by half a day. This meant that not only could Wang Yao's treatment restore his senses, but after each treatment, he would stay awake for a longer period of time. At this rate, he would stay awake sooner or later, but it would require quite some time. However, this made Chen Ying see hope.
"Copy these videos."
"Okay." Chen Ying made a copy of the videos.
"Thank you, Chief Fu."
"Don't mention it." The middle-aged woman smiled. She was now more and more curious about the young man who came with Chen Ying.
What kind of a person was he that he actually had the incredible ability to treat patients to this extent? Chen Zhou's lucidity of the past few days should not be underestimated. This was a great significance to the professional medical staff. If Wang Yao's specific treatment method was known, there might be a fundamental breakthrough in the treatment of related illnesses. She had tried to ask several times, but Wang Yao did not reveal anything.
This matter should be dropped if he did not want to reveal it. She knew Chen Ying's identity. She could not offend the other party because of this.
"Let's go."
"Okay."
In the car, Chen Ying could not help but ask, "Sir, do you think my brother's illness can be cured?"
"It is hard for me to say." Wang Yao was not confident at the moment. He felt that he seemed to have touched something. It was like a layer of window paper. If it was torn, then it was possible to find the root cause and solve it.
"Okay." Chen Ying did not continue to ask. "Where are we going?"
"To this address." Wang Yao handed Chen Ying the address which was left by Mr. Xing, the old man from the day before. At the same time, he called the old man and asked him to wait at home in the afternoon and they would come over.
The place was not too far from the treatment center. About an hour later, they arrived at the house of the old Mr. Xing, who had been waiting at home.
"Hello. Welcome, welcome," the old man greeted.
The house was kept very clean and the decorations were very cozy.
At the same time, Wang Yao smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine. It should be the Chinese medicine that had just been decocted.
"Please drink some tea."
"Thank you."
They sat down, drank some tea, and chatted for a while. Wang Yao then went to see the old man's wife. She was lying on the bed. Her hair was gray and she did not look well. Her face was sallow. This complexion was actually even unhealthier than pale white. She had been lying in bed for a long time, so the circulation of her Qi and blood was not smooth. This led to the weakening and shrinking of her various organs and muscles. Needless to be said, her body would naturally be in a poor condition.
"I've invited a doctor here to give you a checkup."
"Hello!" the old woman lying on the bed responded feebly.
Wang Yao sat beside the bed. He first took a careful look. Then, he checked her pulse. The old woman's face, arms, and body were very clean. Her husband most likely cleaned her often. This made Wang Yao have an even better impression towards the old Mr. Xing.
Couples would have friction, even if they lived together. They might be able to share their wealth, but they often could not undergo hardships together. Helping each other out in times of difficulty and not abandoning each other were worthy of admiration and blessings.
Her illness was actually extremely similar to that of Chen Boyuan's father-in-law. However, she was suffering from hemiplegia. The left part of her body lost its cognition. The main problem was in her head, whereas her waist was where the second problem lied.
The old Mr. Xing did not dare to sigh while watching Wang Yao examine his wife. To be honest, he was on edge. He was afraid that Wang Yao would say that her illness could not be cured.
After the examination was over, Wang Yao stood up and said, "Okay, I understand her condition."
"Then…" All of a sudden, the old Mr. Xing did not know how to ask.
"I can try to treat this illness," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Great, great, great." The old man said the word 'great' three times continuously.
"I'll give her a massage first."
"Alright." The old man was startled. He obviously did not expect that Wang Yao would use such a treatment method.
What type of a treatment is massaging? That was his initial thought, but he did not reveal what was on his mind.
Wang Yao surged his neixi and gently rubbed the old woman's head using the massaging technique. At the same time, he transfused his neixi which was so little that it could not be detected by the old woman's body, preventing any stimulation. From the outside, this process did not seem to be any different from the rest, but the old woman lying on the bed had a distinct feeling. She felt that as the seemingly young doctor constantly massaged her head, her head was generating heat. Moreover, the heat did not just stay on the surface. Instead, it constantly spread to the inside of her head. Her entire head became warm. This kind of warmth was very relaxing. After more than 10 minutes, her sallow face began to turn red. Tiny drops of sweat even appeared.
"Do you feel unwell?"
"No. I feel quite good," the old woman replied.
"That's good then."
The treatment process lasted about 20 minutes. After that, Wang Yao massaged her back. This process also took about more than 20 minutes.
After the treatment finished, they returned to the living room.
"The treatment will end here. I'll come again the day after tomorrow," Wang Yao said.
"Okay. Dr. Wang, how much does a treatment cost?" the old man asked.
This?
Wang Yao hesitated a little.
This was his unique treatment method because no medication was used and the formula provided by the system was not used. Therefore, he would be the one deciding on the cost. It would not be a problem for him to set a high price because the treatment would not go wrong. However, looking at the old man's family condition, they were not considered to be rich. Furthermore, he was quite moved by the affection between the two elders.
"There'll be three treatments and they'll cost 1000 yuan in total."
"Okay, no problem. I'll get the money now." The old man got up and went to his bedroom. Then, he brought out 1000 yuan.
"There's no rush." Wang Yao only accepted 500 yuan, saying that he would collect the remaining money after the three treatments had ended. "Oh right, did you decoct Chinese medicine this morning?"
"Yes, I did."
"Can I look at the formula?"
"Sure."
The old man brought the formula, but Wang Yao could not recognize the eccentric handwriting.
"Can I look at the herbs that you've taken?"
"Okay. I'll get them."
The old man brought the medicinal herbs which he obtained from an old Chinese doctor.
Astralagus, pheretima, gastrodia tuber, bombyx batryticatus…
Although there was no formula, he knew these Chinese medicinal herbs.
"Don't take this medicine for the time being," Wang Yao said after looking at the herbs.
"Don't take it? But she's only taken it for half of the treatment process!"
"Well, this medicine is not very effective and it'll damage her stomach."
During the examination just now, Wang Yao discovered that the old woman's internal organs, especially her stomach, had a certain damage. When he looked at it closely, it was damaged by the toxins. This could be the side effect of these medicine.
"Okay. I won't let her take it then."
After leaving, Chen Ying asked, "Sir, is your consultation fee really that cheap?"


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

Su Cha spent her weekend finishing embroidery. The new week began in a blink.
Before she took morning classes, she looked at her auction product on the Pet Cat shopping site.
Apparently, as a nameless new seller, her shop and her T-shirt, priced 1000 yuan (around $140), were neither asked about nor viewed at.
Pet Cat shopping site showed the number of purchases and views. Before the product was sold, it could tell how many people had viewed it.
Not only did Pet Cat shopping site make a disappointing start, but also Su Cha's video flopped quickly on Meiyin. Except for a like from a stranger, it received no comment.
The video was destined to flop as no one had watched or commented throughout the night.
Su Cha did not lose faith. She believed that good things would not come easy. It would be unrealistic if everything went well from the start.
She went to school for class. Her headmaster He Qun carried a pile of exam papers into the classroom and put them on the platform the minute the class began. Many students started to moan.
"Class!"
He Qun cleared her throat and went on, "I've told you yesterday. Today is the last test to prepare you for the national college entrance exam. We'll test the main subjects today and the rest tomorrow. The papers are based on past exams and carefully composed by your teachers. They are very similar to the real ones. If you can score high this time, you can do so in the real exam this year! Commissary of Studies, come here and hand out the papers!"
Le Anqi complained about the papers in He Qun's hands, "Tests again!"
The senior students had been either reviewing their schoolwork or taking tests each day. Since it was the last test before the official exam, the students started to answer the questions attentively after they complained.
The test was not very serious. He Qun invigilated them from the platform, but she would not notice it if students copied from others from time to time. Most students respected the rules as the test was preparing them for the real exam. Even if they cheated now, they couldn't do so in the real one.
Many students understood this and concentrated on their own papers.
The first main subject was Chinese.
Su Cha scanned the papers. She was not good at Chinese in the past, but after she spent her last life in ancient times, she now felt familiar with the bookish sentences. The passages written in classical Chinese had especially become a piece of cake for Su Cha. She could understand the meanings of their themes and words easily.
Writing required time to work on a theme, which was a little difficult.
Other than that, Su Cha did not feel stressed about the Chinese papers.
Su Cha spent one and a half hours finishing the papers and the rest one-hour double-checking.
After they handed in the papers, Le Anqi complained, "It was hard. I couldn't understand the classical Chinese passage at the end…"
Su Cha felt her phone vibrating. She took it out and saw the message sent by Pet Cat Shopping Site.
[Meow. Hello, my store owner. We have a customer consulting now~]
The message told sellers who were offline that there were customers sending messages to the store.
Su Cha's personal store was in lack of online customer service. She could not apply for intelligent customer service at the moment, as it required a certain level of the seller.
Su Cha was startled by this message. She logged on the Pet Cat shopping site's app immediately.


The famous actress Su Cha was involved in a scandal! The leaked video had left the fans flabbergasted. 
Fans, "They look so cute together! Her boyfriend looks like an adorable puppy!"
However, the public, who had witnessed his muscular physique in the video clip, had a different opinion. 
"How is he a f*cking puppy! He's more like a ferocious hound!"
In Su Cha's eyes, Bo Muyi was a lovable man who was always demanding kisses and hugs. 
In the public's eyes, Bo Muyi was merely a loathsome and overbearing tyrant. 
Before her rebirth, the naive and innocent Su Cha departed that life in sorrow. 
After her rebirth, Su Cha turned into an absurdly talented, but violent and deviant woman. 
Not only that, she mollycoddled her husband dearly! 
(This is a story of a brutal and aberrant heroine who met a ruthless yet overly-affectionate hero.)
Side note: This is a story of the heroine's three, but not one, lifetimes.

"God will thank the gentlemen for their generosity."

Facing a pile of flashing star bead, Yuan Fang with flashing eyes searched his head and held back for a few seconds, finally, he came up with a quite good "thank words".

The Chinese language is extensive and profound, and Yuan Fang estimates that these foreigners cannot hear the real meaning of what he said.

Steven's face was slightly heavy and he grunted coldly, "All right, start treating my brother quickly!"

"Good!"

Yuan Fang showed a soft smile and agreed.

At the moment, the evil wind swished in his heart, and "alone fox" began to plan how to send these outlaws to see God.

John sat on the ground, holding the star bead in his hand and restoring the Star Power. Steven did not consume anything along the way. He sat on the ground, touching his chin with his hand and pondering. Occasionally, an inexplicable and strange smile appeared on his inflexible face.

In the earth's house, the six fangs members were silent, only Yuan Fang began to be busy.

"One, two, three, four..."

Yuan Fang's eyes gleamed with hunger and thirst. He licked his lips, held back the excitement in his heart, stretched out his arm, and his index finger flashed across each star bead. At the same time, messages of star bead appeared in his mind.

He calculated that there were 13 silver star beads and 8 bronze star beads, totaling 21.

"There is no human face spider star bead?"

Yuan's strategy is disappointed.

This pile of star beads is all fire spider star beads, and none of them are medical star beads.

However, this is all right. The fire spider star bead contains 4 star skill, which can add a lot of star power points to him.

A bronze fire spider star bead can provide 4 star points, and silver is 10 times as good as bronze.

In this way, if all the 21 star beads are absorbed, 552 star points can be obtained, plus the previous 157 points, which is 709 points.

709!

The distance is 1000 points, far in sight!

The next star platinum, which should I upgrade?

Is it speed?

Intensity?

Yuan Fang absorbed star bead while pondering the platinum choice for the next stage. To be honest, he is in danger now, and platinum speed is his best choice.

If anything unmanageable happens, he can run away.

Yuan Fang is also very sober.

He is not so arrogant that he can carry six fangs' attack in Milky Way Period.

After all, his actual combat experience is very rare.

"For the time being... platinum speed is good." Yuan Fang made up his mind and his face showed determination.

At this moment, there was a light sound of "boh" and a bronze star bead disappeared in the hand.

Yuan Fang licked his lips with malicious intent. His eyes flashed and he raised his hand to give Jack, who was in a coma, two thunder and one lower IQstar skill, who was not far away.

Anyway, Yuan Fang doesn't want to upgrade his training level now, so all the Star Power absorbed will be released.

More than an hour later.

Yuan Fang sucked out 8 bronze fire spiders star bead, raising Jack's vitality to 20% and Tom to 16%. The latter's face was ruddy and people were much more energetic.

"Cough! Cough!"

Jack's chest shook in a coma and suddenly coughed a few times. He opened his eyes and woke up.

"Thank God, Jack, you are awake at last!" Next to Tom said happily.

"It seems that we have found the healer."

Jack's inflexible face showed a faint smile, and his vacant eyes were patrolling the room. Suddenly he fell on Yuan Fang. He felt that his brain seemed to be not very good. After thinking for a moment, he said with a wry smile: "It turned out to be Stardust healer. Steven, you really dare to bring him back!"

Steven grinned foolishly and smiled strangely: "The Chinese military is chasing closely. When I come to this single team with medical treatment, it brings it back... Well, are we doing the right thing?"

"Yes!"

Captain Gray absorbed star bead, suddenly stood up, strode to Jack's side, looked at their injuries, and nodded with ease.

"You have already improved a little. In a few hours, it is estimated that you will be almost all right and can act together."

"Thank you!"

Jack gave a simple and honest smile and looked strange and weird.

"Jack seems to be in poor condition..." Gray had a strange feeling in his heart. He looked at Tom again. Tom also grinned and looked at himself as a smile. Gray turned his eyes to Steven and John, two people in the same state as Tom.

Gray turned around and looked at Hill, who had been with him all the time. He found that the same was true of this guy, with a smile-like expression on his face and a strange color on his inflexible face that could not be said.

These teammates all seem to be laughing, but they are not normal people's smiles, just like in a flash, these teammates have all changed from human essence to fools.

"What's fucking going on? Does it mean that a change in the position of that thing will have a special impact on people?"

"No wonder they don't do it themselves!"

"But why am I safe? Is it because I have the key?"

Gray, who was in a slouch, stood alone, his face uncertain, and he whispered to himself.

His eyes suddenly lit up, his hand reached into his pocket, took out a golden key with golden light, raised it to his eyes, and studied it carefully against the soft light.

The more he looked at it, the more greedy his face became.

Gray clinging to the surface of the golden key, muttered to himself, "This golden key is really a good thing, but how can it be used?"

Say that finish, he fell into thought.

A few meters away, Yuan Fang's ears were sharp and he heard Gray's low voice to himself. His heart moved and he couldn't help laughing secretly.

With the exception of Gray, who was reduced by 10 points, everyone else's IQ is now 50 points, and John has even reached more than 40 points.

Gray is still normal at present, so he will notice the abnormality of his teammates.

"Is this the key that fangs found in the Xiaojinwu dimension?"

Yuan Fang's eyes showed a strong color of curiosity.

He picked up a silver star bead, held it in his hand, absorbed Star Power, and stared at the golden key in Gray's hand.

This golden key shines with golden luster and flows with an unspeakable mysterious light, just like this key does not belong to this world.

Yuan Fang's eyes moved slightly and said to himself, "What is the connection between this golden key and the thing pulled out by fangs deep underground? Gray doesn't know the function of the golden key either. He is just a puppet!"

"Well... according to Gray and others, they still have the superior, that is the reality behind the scenes, holding the secret of the golden key..."

Yuan Fang thought of this and sighed slightly. He had a strange premonition that the golden key and the mysterious things underground, like the big black stars hanging in the air, were also participants in the great changes in the world.

"Hmm?"

Gray suddenly stopped thinking. He looked at Yuan Fang and saw the stardust-era little fellow's eyes twinkling. He immediately felt disgusted.

He pointed to Yuan Fang and shouted coldly, "Don't think about escaping, your boy. It's 100 meters from the ground here. Even the loophole of the female gunner can't penetrate such a long distance!"

"This is a real place of isolation!"

100 meters deep?

Yuan Fang showed an expression of "fear" and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "I am suffocated if I can advance 10 meters in the soil..."

"It's your boy who knows!"

Gray laughed and was not interested in paying any more attention to this stardust little fellow. He lowered his head and continued to study the golden key in his hand.

The Star Power’s arrival has made a large number of dimensional spaces appear on earth and Humans wake up. In the era of cultivating the star power, nuclear weapons have lost their effect, while the starfighters have been omnipotent and formidable. The dimensional war broke out ten years ago, the world has been destroyed seriously. After 20 years, the dimensional quake has increased and doomsday has befallen. How would humans resist? A loser makes miracles. Yuan Fang went to a new world through space, and he will start his path of cultivation with the worst star map.

 "Moreover, the books on the third floor only have value as antiques. If you truly want to read them, then head out the door, turn right, and walk 800 meters. There is a specialized Shaolin bookstore. They have all kinds of Buddhist texts. If you see uncle master Yong Ping personally, you can get a 50% discount or even for FREE!"
 Before Wei Xiao Bei could speak, Shi Yan Ping began grumbling some words, using them to attack Wei Xiao Bei.
 Wow!
 Wei Xiao Bei began pondering whether he should drag Shi Yan Ming back with him. If he placed him with Andre, he wondered who would win in the war of chatting.
 Although Shi Yan Ming was a chatterbox, he did, in fact, speak the truth. 
 Wei Xiao Bei also came to an understanding. It was truly as Shi Yan Ming said. The Buddhist texts on the third floor could also be bought in bookstores.
 It was no longer the ancient times. There was no such thing as a monopoly of knowledge, especially for things like Buddhist texts. The Shaolin Temple might even want people to buy these texts to increase the number of believers.
 However, Wei Xiao Bei had a slight premonition that if he walked away and went to use modern printed Buddhist texts, he would miss a good opportunity.
 With this being the case, Wei Xiao Bei did speak with Shi Yan Ming any longer and insisted to go to the third floor.
 Shi Yan Ming had no choice. In the end, he could only agree. However, after calling another monk, Shi Yan Ming himself accompanied Wei Xiao Bei upstairs. 
 He simply did not believe that Wei Xiao Bei could truly take in the Buddhist texts.
 He was someone who had studied it with great difficulty but always felt that reading manga was a lot better than reading Buddhist texts. Amithaba Buddha, every time he read Buddhist texts, he would feel dizzy and sleepy. 
 Luckily, he was a martial monk. He only needed to force himself to understand the Buddhist texts. If he had to participate in Buddhist texts, this would simply be like asking him to kill himself.
 They both went up the stairs to the third floor.
 The third floor was sealed by steel doors that Wei Xiao Bei had already seen when he came up before.
 Although he could store the steel doors in his storage bracelet, it was impossible to restore them once he did so.
 Additionally, the ventilation duct in that place was quite narrow. Wei Xiao Bei had never learned Bone Contraction Arts, but even a practitioner of it would have great difficulty in passing through the duct. 
 After opening the doors, the smell of dust hit him in the face. He was already prepared for it, and he used his hand to cover his mouth.
 On the contrary, Shi Yan Ming had been caught off guard. He sucked in a breath and choked on it, causing him to go into a coughing fit. Afterward, he could only smile awkwardly and fully open the door, allowing the impure air to come out.
 The third floor was the floor that Shi Yan Ming was responsible for, but because there were only a few people going up to it, Shi Yan Ming could be a bit lax.
 Luckily, the Buddhist texts had already been treated. Not only were they treated with medicinal water, but liquid plastic had been sprayed on every single page of the book, creating a layer of plastic protection.
 If it wasn't for this Shi Yan Ming's way of handling the books, they might've already been covered with dust or destroyed. 
 Although a layer of dust had already covered the books, a light wipe was enough to make the books bright and clean again.
 After Wei Xiao Bei looked at the books, his eyes lit up. His heart jumped and did not even pay any attention to Shi Yan Ming who was dealing with the dust. He walked forward a few steps and took an old book. He wiped away the dust and turned the pages.
 However, after flipping the pages, Wei Xiao Bei could not help but feel awkward.
 The reason was very simple. The Buddhist text that he picked up was not written in Chinese but in Sanskrit.
 Let alone the content, he simply could not even understand the cover.
 Wei Xiao Bei did not understand Sanskrit!
 In truth, Wei Xiao Bei was genuinely stunned.
 Shi Yan Ming appeared to be quite smart, could he understand some Sanskrit?
 Thinking about this, Wei Xiao Bei immediately pulled him to the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
 I already feel a headache from reading the Chinese version of the Buddhist text. Sanskrit? Please spare this small monk!
 Seeing that Shi Yan Ming did not understand Sanskrit, Wei Xiao Bei also felt a headache.
 Luckily, there was such a thing called the internet. Without hesitation, he took out his phone. Although he had been staying cooped up inside the Sutra Depository Pavillion every day, he still charged his phone to maintain a connection with others.
 He immediately looked up Sanskrit.
 After looking at the information, Wei Xiao Bei found out that unlike Chinese with many characters, Sanskrit was an alphabet, but there were differences with the Western alphabet.
 In simpler terms, the Sanskirt alphabet had 47 letters.
 This number of letters was already considerably more than the English alphabet, but even more terrifying, unlike the normal alphabet which consisted of vowels and consonants, Sanskrit was composed of words with more than two consonants in a row. 
 There were more than 1000 consonant-only strings, but learning Sanskrit required one to learn all these 1000 consonant strings!
 This was not even considered much. The worst part was that every single noun had eight different formats. The so-called format was similar to the subject-verb-object pattern in Chinese. Other than that, there were also singular, plural and even dual forms for the noun.
 In other words, every single noun in Sanskrit could be shown in 24 different forms.
 Naturally, some of these changes were normal to Chinese.
 It was said that in Chinese level 8 tests, there were some questions that could make foreigners puke blood.
 About 98% of foreigners are said to not even be able to pass the second question.
 Additionally, it was said that Sanskrit could harness mysterious powers and produce miraculous effects.
 For example, one famous phrase, Om Mani Padme Hum. This phrase was made of six Sanskirt letters. Because there were differences among sects, there were different effects when different senior monks chanted it. 
 The most genuine incantation was the innermost heart of the Bodhisattva of Compassion. Saying this incantation could cleanse one's desires, anger, arrogance, envy, and even greed. 
 On the other hand, the Tibetan incantation was used to get rid of damage from evil spirits, diseases, clearing away fatigue, and many others.
 Naturally, Wei Xiao Bei had never truly seen the effects of these words, but he had a little belief in them at that moment. 
 After all, he had already entered the Dust World. It should be a bit normal for Sanskrit to be miraculous, right?
 After understanding the situation of Sanskirt, Wei Xiao Bei spent 20 minutes on the web trying to find a specialized online shop that sold learning material on Sanskrit.
 Learning Sanskrit? Other than senior monks who specialized in researching them, only a few people would actually dig deep into them.
 The heavens had mercy as there actually was an online store like that.
 The main reason it was able to survive was because Wei Xiao Bei had spent 10,000 yuan. 
 Since there was only one store on the internet like that, it held a monopoly and he had no choice.
 But then again, the material provided was actually decent. 
 At the very least, Wei Xiao Bei did not have a hard time learning Sanskrit. Naturally, his [Ten Line At A Glance] skill and his high learning attribute were put to great use. 
 Whether it was the 47 letters or the 1000 consonant string letters, as long as he used a bit of time to mechanically memorize them, he could roughly understand.
 This was only the basics of the basics. The next problem was that learning just the letters would not be enough.
 Afterward, he needed to familiarize himself with some Sanskrit nouns, and try to form sentences from them.
 After looking at the material for an hour, Wei Xiao Bei impatiently researched the Buddhist text in his hand.
 After researching for more than half an hour, he roughly understood Sanskrit writing.
 The book was called Vajracchedikā Prajñāpāramitā Sūtra, or in simpler terms the Diamond Sutra. The contents were the ideology of Mahayana Buddhism.
 The so-called Prajñā was the Sanskrit word for wisdom, great wisdom, and wondrous knowledge.
 After looking at the Diamond Sutra, Wei Xiao Bei roughly understood its contents.
 The text mainly consisted of the Buddha answering questions of his disciples to display the essence of his knowledge.
 In other words, the Diamond Sutra was of the same status and significance as the Analects of Confucius in Confucianism.
 Before Wei Xiao Bei could reflect on the question and answer the text, he raised his eyebrows and became happy.
 It appeared that his status panel had changed after reading the Diamond Sutra.
 The branch skill Sanksrit had appeared in his [Language] skill!
Language: Chinese (Proficient), English (Proficient), French (Proficient), Spanish (Proficient), Danish (Proficient), Western Divine Language (Basic), Sanskrit (Basic)
 At the level of basic Sanskrit, Wei Xiao Bei was similar to someone who could engage in daily conversations. He would not be able to speak or understand deeper words.
 For Wei Xiao Bei this was not an issue.
 He looked at his evolution points and saw that he still had 1851 points.
 He focused on Sanskrit, consuming 200 evolution points and advanced Sanskrit from basic to proficient.
 Afterward, Wei Xiao Bei read the Diamond Sutra and felt that it was a lot easier to read, but after looking at the text again, Wei Xiao Bei was puzzled at why there were some bits that he could not understand.
 It must be known that his Sanskrit was already at a proficient level!


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

Death's Head Blade?! 
Fang Zheng was shocked. 
Slightly agitated, he hurriedly picked up the blade [1]and pulled it out of the scabbard. 
Pulling it out of the scabbard, Fang Zheng realized it was only an ordinary, unremarkable short sword. However, to call it a short sword would be inaccurate, but it also certainly was not a machete. 
The length of the blade was roughly 34 centimeters long, but it did not have the hooked tip of a machete. 
One could call it a short sword but compared to the specifications of short swords widely available on Moubao, it needed to be wider both in the diameter of the blade and its spine. 
It was like… an unconventional design of machete used for unscrupulous purposes? 
However, one could clearly see that the owner of the sword truly valued it. When it was drawn from its scabbard, a strong scent of oil hit the nostrils. It was not piercing, but instead had a pleasant, gentle aroma to it. 
The blade was very well maintained. 
Butcher Zhang answered Fang Zheng's unspoken question. "It really is a Death's Head Blade. At Caishikou [2], it took seventy-three heads—all of extremely evil men." 
"However, it suffered much damage over a very long time. In the end, all that's left was half the blade. It's nothing more than a shattered old antique. I'll give you a discount. You can have it for 60,000 Yuan." 
Fang Zheng was speechless. 
"Boss, you must know Sun Yushu! If not how could you have possibly known that I just so happen to have a bank card with 60,000 Yuan inside!" 
Butcher Zhang seemed confused. 
"Boss, when you took this Death's Head Blade out without hesitation and said it suited me, and seeing we both know Old Wang from next door, I thought you were going to give me this damaged old Death's Head Blade," Fang Zheng said, suppressing his conscience and crossing his fingers. 
"What happened to friendship before money? We have a connection between us through Old Wang next door. You can't possibly be planning to skin someone you know, right?" 
Fang Zheng intended to try and get a discount to see if he could get 10,000 or even 1000 off the price. The money saved would already be the monthly wage of an average white-collar worker. 
However, Butcher Zhang simply lifted the cleaver in his hand which was still bloody and with bits of gristle stuck to it from butchering the pig, and replied, "I can sell you this cleaver for 100." 
Fang Zheng was definitely not going to return the Death's Head Blade. 
This blade was like a baby. It had been nearly a century since the era of the destruction of the Four Olds in the Chinese Economic Reform and the subsequent Opening of China[3]. The Death's Head Blade had long since become a rare treasure among treasures. In the entire country, it was exceedingly rare. So many were ruined or lost forever that there must be only a handful left in the country. 
He was fortunate to find a single Death's Head Blade. No matter what Fang Zheng said he would never let go of it, as it was like letting go of cooked meat in one's mouth. 
Fang Zheng held the blade as if he was cradling a beautiful lady, and could not put it down as he kept inspecting it. 
He had no doubts as to the authenticity of this Death's Head Blade. 
At first glance as he pulled the blade out of its scabbard, his constitution—which had been trained through asceticism that could immediately feel even the most minute changes in temperature around him—immediately felt the temperature start to drop. 
Fang Zheng finally understood the origins of the saying that blades had a cold air about them. 
Hm! 
The Qi of the blade was especially large. 
At least 40 meters. 
This Butcher Zhang really did keep secrets of his own. 
A person could be curious, but they should never think to pry into other people's secrets. 
Everyone had one or two secrets with them, and one should never think to pry. It could turn brothers against brothers, and fathers against sons. Just like the Human Skin Scripture that Fang Zheng had—it was a secret that he could only keep to himself. 
The value of a person was at their discretion. 
Since ancient times, disaster comes from the mouth. 
After buying the Death's Head Blade, Fang Zheng chatted a little bit with Butcher Zhang about the daily news. He realized that the entire conversation was full of awkward small talk as Butcher Zhang kept his face straight and was taciturn throughout the entire conversation. 
He was very indifferent. 
Except when he was pitching the sale of the Death's Head Blade, he barely spoke. 
Fang Zheng finally understood why Butcher Zhang could be single for 30 years and be surrounded by lovebirds. 
There was always a reason. 
This man was slightly cold and anyone who got close to him would not be able to bear it. 
Fang Zheng knew that he would not be able to carry a conversation with Butcher Zhang. Furthermore, he had an itch to scratch in his mind and was extremely curious as to whether the weapon could be strengthened by the scriptures bound by human leather. He wondered what form the Death's Head Blade would take after being strengthened. He sheathed the Devil's Head Blade and quickly rushed back home. 
In any case, Butcher Zhang's stall would always be there. 
It would not disappear. 
When he had another chance, he would try to get closer to Butcher Zhang. Butcher Zhang was not what he appeared to be if he could just pull out a Death's Head Blade. 
He hailed a taxi. 
The taxi brought him straight to his neighborhood. 
When he arrived home, Fang Zheng hurriedly pulled out the Human Skin Scripture. Lo and behold, four symbols were already glowing. 
Fang Zheng was giddy, and he giggled in joy like a fool. 
This was the first time in his life that he had collected four symbols, and suddenly he felt what it was like to be as extravagant as a rich man. 
It was just like in the past when he only had ten Yuan on him and he entered a cyber cafe to pull an all-nighter, and he could not even afford a bottle of water. When he was thirsty he would just have to drink the free tap water from the toilets. 
He did not only want to surf the web, but he would order a bowl of Kang Shifu[4], and a bottle of Iced Red Tea[5]. He would even order two tea leaf eggs[6] and a hot dog on top of the instant noodles. 
What was it like to be rich?
This was what it meant to be rich—to spend extravagantly. 
To be able to order a bowl of Kang Shifu and a bottle of Iced Red Tea on top of surfing the web. 
This was the peak of living. 
Fang Zheng felt exactly this way, as though he had expanded, emmmm[7]. 
He looked at the Human Skin Scripture, and then at the Death's Head Blade with the cold air around it. Fang Zheng rubbed his hands in excitement but thought for a moment before rushing into the bathroom and spending an entire 30 minutes cleaning himself thoroughly. Finally, he picked up the scriptures in one hand, and the Death's Head Blade in the other with supreme devoutness. 
Boom! 
A terrifying aura of Yin Energy pulsed eerily and explosively from the Death's Head Blade. 
At that moment, ghostly energies began to coalesce around the blade, and it burst into a gray flame. The ghostly fire raged as though it was awakening something within the Death's Head Blade. 
Clang! 
The Death's Head Blade clattered on the floor and continued to burn. Suddenly, a cold draft blew through the room, and the wails of ghosts and the howls of wolves could be heard. 
The clamor grew!
A black whirlwind shot out of the Death's Head Blade and materialized into a headless man who was bound entirely in chains. The temperature in the room immediately plummeted. The cold wind blew, and the ghostly energies coalesced endlessly. The headless man looked terrible and sinister—as though he wanted to tear the nearby Fang Zheng to pieces and escape. He was like a demon and was extremely vicious. 
The thick chains around the man's body extended into the blade, binding him tightly. 
After that, another headless man materialized. He looked like he lifted his head to scream, but without his head it was only a soundless roar. Similarly, he also wanted to rip Fang Zheng to pieces but he was bound by the chains. 
Then there was a third, a fourth, and a fifth… 
However, they swiftly burst into atoms and turned into fuel for the burning, ghostly fire, letting it rage higher and higher. 
This was not evil energies, it was just that the Death's Head Blade had taken too many lives.
Even though it was a shattered, incomplete sword, and was so heavily damaged, it could still materialize nine spirits of vengeance. 
According to Butcher Zhang's words, the blade had claimed 73 heads. 
This was the cause of the extreme effect of strengthening. 
The ghostly flame burned for nine more seconds without diminishing or growing. After exactly nine seconds, the ghostly flames began to die down, receding like a tide until finally the blade was revealed. 
[1] There are two main designs of swords in Chinese history, the Jian, which is a double-edged sword similar to the European arming sword in design but is thinner and more flexible, and the Dao, which is a single-edged sword similar to scimitars or sabers but thicker in diameter. To avoid confusion and as well as for a better sounding name, the Translator has decided to call it a blade instead of a sword or Dao. However, bear in mind that as it is still a sword, the terms 'sword' and 'blade' are somewhat interchangeable after the specific weapon (in this specific circumstance, the Death's Head Blade) has been identified.
[2] Caishikou Execution Grounds was an important execution ground in Beijing during the Qing Dynasty.
[3] Refers to the Chinese Economic Reform which saw the destruction of Old Customs, Old Culture, Old Habits, and Old Ideas and subsequent Opening of China bringing in foreign investors into the country.
[4] A premium brand of instant noodles.
[5] A premium brand of iced tea.
[6] It's a Chinese savory snack in which eggs are boiled in fragrant tea. It is characteristic for its marble-like pattern caused by cracks in the egg shell.
[7] This was copied directly from the original text. The translator opines that the author intends to convey a sense of sheepish self-satisfaction.


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



Lu Yiyun's recent days were no different from what they used to be. Day after day, she picked up new orders, drew illustrations, handed in manuscripts, reworked, handed in drafts, collected money, and so on.

In the mountain, there was no sun nor moon, no winter nor summer.

Because of almost no other human interaction, even Lu Yiyun herself was not aware of her paintings becoming more sophisticated each day. The price for her single leaf illustration increased from 800 to up to 1200. She no longer needed to advertise, as more and more customers had been actively coming to her, and she needed less and less time to rework. 

In order to save money and maintain her lifestyle, she had to take at least five orders for illustrations every month. She had a little more leisure time because of her increased speed of painting and the reduction of rework.

In her spare time, she still updated her comics on Weibo, but the amount of people that viewed them was very few — Painting could depend on one’s efforts, but creating stories requires a certain talent, and not all her stories were suitable to be used in comic form.

Lu Yiyun was not discouraged, and did not even think to give up. She had gotten through more difficult days, so what could she not overcome now?

She first used the money she saved to upgrade her computer and drawing board for a higher grade professional color monitor. To do a good work, she must first sharpen her tools. Before, she was always asked to redo her work. One of the reasons was that her original display had too poor of color quality -- she thought it was green but the customer said it was blue. Because of this, she secretly shed tears, thinking that she was deliberately bullied by new buyers, until after the change of display, she found that it really was blue…

The professional monitor was very expensive, but if she was going to stay in this industry, a professional display was required.

Then she bought a fridge online, so she didn't have to go out and buy food every day, just to save time. Then she bought an electric oil heater – most residents didn’t have a heating system in Binhai, and the weather was getting cold; winter was not too far away.

The empty rental house was becoming more and more like home now. 

She was still watching Miss Snowy’s live broadcasts, never missing an episode, which became a part of her life. 

From the show, she came to know that Amazing Fat Pet Shop opened up a membership system. Members would be given a discount if receiving services of cat bathing or buying cat food.

Jasmine was her long-haired cat. The first time she got a bath, Zhang Zian said that it was from the chinchilla family, so she needed to give her more frequent baths than a short-haired cat. When she got enough money, she immediately went to the pet shop to start a membership card, without any hesitation.

Zhang Zian did not know her journey, but she was happy anyone could get a membership from him. 

"The shop is going to launch a membership system, but is still in the preparatory stage. Currently we are taking reservations — if I'm not wrong, you can get one of the first ten membership cards," Zhang Zian gallantly recommended.

"Great, I want to make a reservation." Lu Yiyun immediately nodded.

"…"

She agreed too quickly, which gave Zhang Zian no need say all of his prepared selling words. How was this girl totally different from Zhao Qi?

It took him a long time to get over it. "Because the membership system has just been launched, there is a discount, and you can book a membership for 1000 Yuan."

"Ah?" Lu Yiyun was stupefied. "1000? I thought I would need pay more, or I would have come a few days earlier."

Zhang Zian felt confused. How come the girl did not follow the routine? 1000 Yuan was too little? Her dress was so ordinary. Was she a hidden new-rich?

He took out the registration book and pen and said, "OK, please register your name, and leave your cell phone number or your Wechat ID. When the member system is officially on, I'll let you know."

Lu Yiyun wrote her name and telephone number. 

Zhang Zian looked from side and exclaimed, "Are you Lu Yiyun? Your handwriting is so good!" And his compliment was pretty sincere. 

When Lu Yiyun heard the surprising compliment, her hands started shaking. The number "6" at the end of her phone number was written in a grotesque squiggle.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will rewrite it," she apologized hurriedly.

How long had it been since she was praised?

Her parents had broken off their relationship, and had not praised her for so long before. She forgot when the last time they praised her was. Was it the first time in elementary school that she got a prize for a painting contest?

Customers  did not usually praise her as they were purely a business relationship — one paid the money, one gave the work. Besides that, she never received praise. Maliciously pushing deadlines, customers unkindly required rework very often, and even when some orders were completed, the customers did not pay her until she reminded them repeatedly... 

The salesmen at her local supermarket did not praise her. 

The delivery guys from the online stores did not praise her.

Even if she paid her rent in advance, the landlord did not praise her.

Her usual contacts were just limited to these people. She had never dreamed of praise actually appearing after such a long time, especially in this pet store, of which she had only been in once.

As a Chinese saying goes, kind words make people warm like a fire in a cold winter, while bad ones hurt people seriously, just like snow in the summer.

Zhang Zian felt that he had said a very usual sentence, and it was a great truth, but Lu Yiyun suddenly cried, tears dripping onto the registration book.

"OMG, what happened?!"He was panicked at once.

"Oh, what happened? Why did you suddenly cry? Are you feeling ok? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Zhang Zian was sweating and asked helplessly.

However, the more he asked, the harder Lu Yiyun cried.

"Yes… Are you feeling 1000 is too expensive? 500 is ok! No, today. Today is your lucky day, free! I will give you a free membership?! Please don't cry!"

No matter how Zhang Zian persuaded, it did not work. He looked around seeking help, but just met Fina’s eyes. The eyes were no longer despising, and clearly said, "Why don't you go to hell?"

"It's not me who made her cry!" Zhang Zian thumped his chest and stamped his feet, feeling there was nowhere to get fair justice.  

Clearly, there was only Lu Yiyun and him in the shop. He was obviously the scapegoat!

Zhang Zian felt like he was getting into big trouble, and the end of the world was coming!

At this time, he must ask the elder for its life experience on how to make the girl not cry!

He hastened to look at Old Time Tea, hoping that it could put the country and the nation aside for now, first to save him from the abyss of misery.

But Old Time Tea simply yawned and said to itself, "I didn’t sleep the whole night, now let me make up for that." Then it took off its hat, lay on the blanket, stretched slightly and began to snore.

No one could be relied on at this critical moment! He picked up his phone quickly, entered Wang Haige Forum, and posted a message:

[Handsome Manager]: Help! What do you do when you made a girl cry? I am waiting, urgent!



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

The potions that were sold in the shop had a 5 second cooldown, only differing in amount healed. Basic recovery potions healed 100 HP per use, intermediate recovery potions healed 200 HP, and high level recovery potion healed 400 HP. The highest level recovery potion healed 1000 HP, but with increasing healing abilities, the price increased several folds between grades. But the potions that had no cooldowns...As long as one had enough potions, no matter how formidable the enemy was, as long as they didnt insta kill you, they could always remain safe and sound. This type of heaven defying potion was impossible to find, no matter how much gold coins you had you still couldnt buy it.


Although it was only 20 bottles, Ye Tian Xie was immensely satisfied. He took the special potions and gratefully said, Thank you village head, with your help, Im feeling even more hopeful.


The Abyss Level Trial fearfulness surpasses what you can imagine, my help is will not make that much of a difference. Brave young man, I suggest you go to the pharmacy old man and have a look, the things he have will provide quite a bit of help...Come, take this, this is my letter of introduction, with it, he should take out the strange things he made several years ago.


Ding..Youve obtained the special item Beginner Village 60001 village heads introduction letter.


A thin letter appeared in Ye Tian Xies backpack, Ye Tian Xie very seriously thanked the village head and headed off in the direction of the pharmacy. In his heart he loudly proclaimed that the charm attribute..he truly loved it!


The owner of the 60001 Beginner Village pharmacy was a dried up old man, thin enough to scare people, letting people be subconsciously careful when talking to him for fear that breathing too much will blow him away. This old mans name was Yuan Que...it was possible he was an admirer of an old Chinese physician. 


He looked old, his body had a kind of feel to it that made him seem aloof when he looked at someone, his eyes were always half closed. This Yuan Que was the kind of person that no matter who it was that came to shop or turn in a quest, he ignored them with a lazy look. Even in the face of someone like Ye Tian Xie who had 20 charm, he only spared him a glance.


Hello Master Yuan


Good whats good, if you have something to say quickly say it, if you have to fart then quickly fart, you dilly dallying bird! Also who told you to call me master! The minute Ye Tian Xie extended his greetings, he was cut off by Yuan Ques impatient interruption. A large bit of spit flew out of his mouth, Ye Tian Xies feet moved and he silently dodged it.


Then what do I call you? Ye Tian Xie loosened his brows and said.


Dont you know its the style to call people Big Brother..Big Brother Yuan Que! Yuan Que had a stern expression as he seriously said.


.....Big Brother Que. Ye Tian Xie suddenly had the impulse to turn around and leave.The more he said this sentence the more he felt he would go crazy, he was slowly going crazy.


Un. Yuan Que nodded in satisfaction, his face still stiff as a stone, Why did you come find Big Brother for...Youre a real pleasant kid to look at, if youre here to buy medicine Big Brother will give you a 0.2% discount.


Fuck.Can you even call a 0.2% discount a discount!? Ye Tian Xies heart was disgusted, but his face remained the same, slowly he took out the Beginner Village 60001 village heads introduction letter to give to Yuan Que and said, Its like this, the village head said that you had an unique skill, youre the only person in the village with it, so he told me to come visit your before setting out on my journey.


Yuan Que who had not been flattered in 800 years was completely fooled by Ye Tian Xie even though even a fool could see through his transparent flattery, his face looking at Ye Tian Xie became more gentle, Oh? It was that village head old man that sent you to find Big Brother, let Big Brother see.


Ding...Yuan Ques favorability increased by 5.


Ye Tian Xie secretly mocked this mans intelligence as he passed the village heads introduction letter into his hand. Yuan Que took the letter and narrowed his old eyes as he seriously read it over for quite a while, then he raised his head and carefully examined Ye Tian Xie for a while longer, then from his mouth came, From the first time Big Brother saw you, he thought you little brat showed promise, seems like Big Brother was not wrong. Unexpectedly even that village head old man would dig up Big Brothers foundation for you...Alright, alright, who asked Big Brother to owe that old undying fool a favour. Well, take a look, this is Big Brothers collection from over the years, see what you want to buy.


Yuan Que took out a small box and opened it, a row of strange things appeared before Ye Tian Xies eyes, at that moment, a sound rang in his ears, Ding..Youve triggered one of Beginner Village 60001s secrets - Yuan Que pharmacys special items.


In front of his eyes were five sections, each of the sections were filled with items, at that moment a pungent odor hit his nose. But when even though these five items seemed simple, when Ye Tian Xie saw the attributes of each his heart jumped in shock.


Unnamed special recovery potion: Yuan Ques self made potion, its effects have characteristics normal potions do not have, in total there are only 30 bottles, half a year ago 20 bottles were pilfered by the village head, currently there are only 10 bottles left in supply.


Effects: Upon use, instantly restores 300 HP, no cooldowns.


Price: 5 gold coins per bottle.


Unnamed special MP potion: Yuan Ques self made potion, its effects have characteristics normal potions do not have, in total there are only 30 bottles, currently there are 30 bottles left in supply.


Effects: Upon use, instantly restores 300 MP, no cooldowns.


Price: 10 gold coins per bottle.


The special potions with no cooldowns, these heaven defying potions were actually the self made creations of this wizened old man. The price for each potion was several times higher than normal potions, but the no cooldown attribute made it worth the price. Ye Tian Xie had already decided to buy all 10 remaining bottles of recovery potions...As for the special MP potions, other than the inspect and harvest skills, he had no other skills to use. If he had the money he wouldnt hesitate to buy it all because outside of here, even if he had money he still couldnt buy this kind of thing. But right now, he had to carefully spend each one of his copper coins.


Then looking further down, Ye Tian Xie could not believe what he saw.


Two shot firecrackers: Yuan Que used his homemade gunpowder to create a firecracker with two shots, only 20 were made.


Effect: After igniting throw it at an enemy, it will damage the enemy with two consecutive defense ignoring blows, each attack hurt them for a fixed 150 damage. 


Price: 10 gold coins per firecracker.


Large hanging firecracker: Yuan Que used his homemade gunpowder to painstakingly make a large hanging firecracker, only 5 were made.


Effect: After igniting throw it to attack an enemy in a certain range, all enemy within five meters of the firecracker will be dealt a fixed defense ignoring 300 damage. 


Price: 30 gold coins per string.

Defiance of natural order of a single young Dragon soul. The main character was the number one player in the previous VRMMO’s, with his superhuman arrogance (which would make even the worst young master blush), charisma and strength he will give a new VR game a try, to once again become the best! But all doesn’t go as expected, as because of a bug in the game he goes into the game world without his starting class…. And this begins his journey towards reaching the peak of the game? or will it totally go the other way? 
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a novel written by MARS GRAVITY

It seemed like things had a good outcome, since both patients were fine in the end. 
However, that wasn't the case at all! The hospital administration department wouldn't let things go that easily. Although nobody had died, which meant that no report needed to be made to the Bureau of Health, this still counted as a medical incident. The administration wouldn't care about the specific circumstances. The administration would only punish you severely so that you wouldn't easily forget. Was the hospital or the hospital administration department being too severe? Not at all, because this was about human lives. No mistake would be allowed, whether it be major or minor!
In this flu epidemic, the majority of patients had virus-type colds. Only a small minority had germ-type colds. While antibiotics could be used for the germ-type colds, colds caused by the flu virus were far scarier.
This was due to the fact that there was no highly effective medicine against the flu virus. People would have to rely on their own immune system to resist the flu. Foreign antiviral medicine would only be most effective during the first two days that someone got infected with the flu. However, most people would still be at home during the first two days, not having hospitalized themselves yet. Those who came to the hospital were almost always on their third or fourth day of the flu already. Besides, how were ordinary people supposed to know how to fight against the flu?
As the flu epidemic went on, Director Yang Guangwei of Chasu City Hospital's traditional Chinese medicine department came to talk to Superintendent Ouyang. Here in northwestern China, medicine wasn't as developed even in modern days. Additionally, there was less population here, so the northwest had produced fewer famous doctors. With the past several decades of no progress, the Chinese medicine department was incredibly marginalized in Chasu City Hospital.
There were only two doctors in the traditional Chinese medicine department under the director. These two doctors would take turns providing clinical treatment. As for the old director, he had actually been rehired after retirement. Why was such an ancient medicine branch unable to produce enough doctors to fill a normal department? Who knows?
Yang Guangwei was from a family of traditional Chinese medicine doctors, which was quite rare in the northwest. He had been studying tuberculosis for his whole life. He was the first in China to mention that tuberculosis and diabetes were connected. But, due to lacking conditions, that was all he could do. He didn't have the conditions necessary to perform higher-level research. Although he was getting quite old now, he was still continuously learning, and paid close attention to the field of Chinese medicine.
He was quite worried about the flu epidemic this time as he was indeed a caring doctor. He worried more about this matter than most youngsters would. He was easily able to talk to leaders as well as deal with civilian questions.
"Superintendent, take a look at this report." Yang Guangwei brought a one-year-old magazine to Superintendent Ouyang. Although Superintendent Ouyang was incredibly busy due to the flu epidemic, she had to be polite to Director Yang as the latter had worked hard at the hospital for his entire life. She had to respect that.
"Director Yang, you should pay attention to your health as well. This flu epidemic is far too vicious. The hospital is basically like a plague area now," Superintendent Ouyang commented while preparing to only pretend to look at the magazine. That was because Director Yang was too much of an academic who could blabber on endlessly.
However, Superintendent Ouyang was instantly drawn to the magazine's report when she took a look. Very few people would even read a magazine about Chinese medicine combined with the effects of western medicine, but Superintendent Ouyang saw a report on evidence-based medicine that China had done for H1N1.
Back in 2009, H1N1 had been running rampant. The largest hospitals in China had done some simple tests on various antiviral medicines. Although the experimental data wasn't enough to be absolutely certain, 1000 times wasn't a low number at all.
According to the report, lianhua qingwen capsules were far more effective against influenza than oseltamivir. Without regards to anything else, just based on price alone, oseltamivir was nine times more expensive than lianhua qingwen. Not only that, oseltamivir was also really short on supply.
Superintendent Ouyang put down the report, and asked Director Yang, "Shall we try it?" 
"Yes, we should. Let's add lianhua qingwen as a medicine in addition to the basic treatment. We can't just continue with the basic treatment. We must be responsible towards our patients." Director Yang began to give a lecture. He really loved to blabber as he was getting old. 
Superintendent Ouyang hurriedly stopped him. "Director Yang, let's talk about such things later. Is your body still doing alright?"
"Yes! No problem at all. Please give me any mission that you like." Director Yang stood up straight even though he was getting slightly hunchbacked already.
"Due to the high number of patients and especially infectious nature of this flu epidemic, as you have ample amounts of Chinese medicine knowledge, I would like to ask you to help gather data on the patients' recovery with lianhua qingwen if we start to use it on a large scale."
"Not a problem! I'll definitely do my best!"
"The prerequisite is that you must protect yourself. You're someone irreplaceable at our hospital."
"Not worries. I've been a doctor for all my life. This tiny flu won't be able to defeat me."
Treatment and medicine would always go together. An excellent doctor would also have to be an excellent pharmacist. However, due to modern categorization, doctors now only knew some basics about medicine. Director Yang was more old-school, and he was an expert on both treatment and medicine.
Chasu City Hospital began to use lianhua qingwen on a large-scale basis to treat the flu. Director Yang led younger doctors in constantly gathering data on the patients' recovery.
Gathering data was a very complex process. It wasn't as simple as seeing how well the patients recovered. Instead, the doctors would have to take detailed measurements of the patients' temperature, breathing, heart rate, and so on in comparison to patients that didn't take the lianhua qingwen medication.
From morning to night, Director Yang worked hard constantly for three days in a row. After this time, some younger and stronger flu patients were already showing obvious signs of improvement. Based on the data so far, lianhua qingwen's effects were definitely far better than oseltamivir's at dealing with the flu symptoms.
This was effective! Everyone in Chasu City Hospital could heave a slight sigh of relief. A doctor would always feel sad about having no effective methods or techniques to deal with an illness while being only able to watch the patient fight against the illness by themselves.
Soon, patients kept being discharged in large numbers. Gradually, no more patients remained in the hospital's main hallway. Only some patients in serious condition remained. One week later, on Monday morning, Superintendent Ouyang happily announced that the period of exceptional measures was over, and that all doctors could return to their own departments or vacation.
The governmental higher-ups soon issued rewards as well. It would make everyone lose morale if no reward was issued in such a situation. For a workplace like a hospital, since everyone worked in a team, there would rarely be individual awards for only a single person as everyone had helped out. It would also be bad to have individual awards as that would make it harder for others to develop as everyone was supposed to be a team.
Every hospital staff member was awarded 1,000 yuan as bonus money! Chasu City Hospital was also issued a gold commemorative badge.
Director Yang didn't participate in the award ceremony. Although he hadn't caught the flu in the end, he had worked extremely hard, which was a bit much for him as he was almost 70 years old already. Now that all the flu epidemic patients had left, Director Yang gave a thick stack of data on the flu patients to Superintendent Ouyang before slowly trudging home. He only wanted to sleep for as long as he possibly could!
After the award ceremony, it was now time to self-reflect and find problems. In the medical system, self-reflections were required to be especially severe. This wasn't only about correcting mistakes.
The strictness of medicine was all in order to ensure that no mistakes which would lead to medical incidents were made.
The hospital administrator director had a stern expression as he spoke to Zhang Fan and the other rotation doctors and nurses from the respiratory department. "What mistakes did you make! All of you, tell me by yourselves! Doctors go first."
Everyone looked at Zhang Fan when it was his turn. He had to think his very best if he had made any mistakes at all during this time. However, he was absolutely confident that he hadn't made a single medical mistake!
"I should have stood in between patient #8 and patient #9 so that patient #8 wouldn't have been able to watch me perform surgery." There was no helping it. This was the only problem that Zhang Fan could identify with his own work!
Everyone else also self-reflected on their own mistakes! This was the medical field, a really strict field of work that required extra caution. Was this going overboard? Not at all, because experience could only be gained this way!
Lianhua qingwen became a famous medication due to this incident! Traditional Chinese medicine wasn't such a garbage many people thought it was! Chinese people had just forgotten how to use it properly!


One day, Zhang Fan, a poor medical student, receives a medical system from the future. This turns him into a new shining star in the medical field. Along the way, he must face medical corruption, competition, and infighting from other doctors, and even find time for a love life as he strives for the top of the medical field!

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