This is about a boy who gains power from everything he reads. He also has some other issues to deal with, like the chaos, but he is also part of the chaos. His abilities and powers will continue to grow and manifest, but which side will he stand on?

P.S. I am just in 8th grade so don't judge too much, but leave some suggestions or reviews so I can continue to grow as a writer and make the story better.

Stories from my country, my beloved Hungary.
These are not a 100% true, but it follows the historical moments of Hungary from a perspective from a Time traveler.

Dack Martin always bided his time. Back in elementary school, when the other kids would go out to play on the field, Dack would sit there and watch. Whenever Dack went into a room it would take him several minutes of watching to even dare speak to someone.

Now those days in elementary school were gone and Dack has been very patient. Dack has worked the same dead-end desk job for several years, he has not been the most productive nor the least productive, he has made sure that nobody notices him. When he goes home from work, he doesn't crack open a beer and watch television, he just reads and reads from the thousands of books in his father's collection.

It's a dark red bookshelf in which they are stored. When Dack was in high school he remembered always watching his dad pick up a book from the same bookshelf. He would read for hours at a time, taking his time on each page and after he was done he would put the book back in the bookshelf and do whatever other night time activity he had that day.

But now his dad was gone. His mom was gone. His brother... Well he wasn't here anymore but Dack didn't know if he was gone. It's night now and Dack finished the book he was reading. Just a crappy fantasy novel that nobody in their right mind would read anymore. Dack looks up at the pale roof of the ceiling of his house and falls asleep.

At exactly 7 AM sharp he wakes up as if he was on a clock and starts getting ready for work. He prepares a simple breakfast, a singular egg, a piece of bacon, one piece of toast burnt only on the edges. As he eats he watches the birds outside of his house feast on the bird feeder he had laid out for them.

At 8 AM he makes his way to work on his bicycle. The ride takes only 30 minutes and it is the only exercise that Dack will make that day. He gets off his bicycle and parks it in the company parking lot. Nobody will steal the bicycle today.

Dack is whistling the tune to an old rock song, a favorite of his fathers, as he walks up into the company building. As he makes his way to his cuticle, he looks around and notices nobody else in the building.

Did Dack miss the message? Dack checked his watch, it was the right time and yet everyone had disappeared. He knew it wasn't the weekend and even if it was Dack and the rest of the permanent employees would still be at work.

Dack shrugs his shoulders and sits down at his desk. He does his work, mostly filing papers and checking the company's data banks. He wished that he could check the internet but the boss had disabled everything but the inner company network something about "ruining productivity!" Dack supposed it was good for productivity but it really made the days less... fulfilling.


At 5 PM Dack leaves the office and takes his bicycle to go back home. Now it is dark and the trees loom overhead. He doesn't speed up nor does he slow down. It takes him only 25 minutes to get home. Today was a faster day.

At 6 he reads a book from his dad's collection. At 7 the book is done. It was a short one anyway. He gets up from his chair to eat dinner. It's leftovers from last night, Dack is too tired to make any more additional food. After eating he puts the dishes back into the sink, they will be a problem for future Dack.

It's now 9 PM, the woods around Dack's house are pitch black and occasionally if you listen in closely you can hear the vague sounds of an animal hooting or howling. It would be ominous if they weren't so far away. Tonight Dack walks out onto his deck and stares into the woods.

He smokes a cigarette, one of Dack's only bad habits. He picked it up after his dad died, and he could never kick it away. On days like these it's soothing to have a cigarette to smoke and watch the stars or look at the trees.

It's now 10 PM Dack's cigarette has gone out and yet he still sits on the deck watching the trees. Not a sound comes out from them, rather unusual for a summer night. Dack turns around to go back inside. Yet before his eyes appear the most wondrous thing.

What could only be described as a large blue screen goes into Dack's eyes. On it the only words that appear are:


-SORRY-
Honestly, it was my bad it took a second for me to get all of you Pinnacles around into the system. You should notice that your system is quite... Well unique. Anyways. You guys are here to spice everything up for the people of Earth. I can't just have those clowns from The Gilded Isles mess everything up for me.

I guess I should say welcome! Your planet has been added to the great system! Honestly not such a good thing if you ask me. Soon and by soon I mean right about now, all sorts of energies from the Cosmic should filter into your world. Along with that energy you might get some other "visitors".

Don't worry. Humanity has been armed with a system. It allows magical powers! Incredible skills! Even new technology! I know so excited, I'm excited too but anyways. The name of the game is evolution everything in the system can evolve and I do mean everything so keep it in mind.

So that's it. Umm... Have fun? Try not to die. My name is the God of Writing and that's all folks!

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At that Dack looked at the writing flabbergasted. However, he knew that he had to read it, whatever force that could make something like that work had to be ridiculously powerful, and in the words of Dack's father "Don't f*ck with someone who looks like they f*ck with everyone".

As soon as Dack finished reading the screen shifted to something very different:

-Patience System-
Name: Dack Martin
Race: Human
Stars Obtained: 0

Stats (The average human is a 10 in everything):
Strength: 8
Agility: 6
Intelligence: 10
Will: 15
Charisma: 4
Wisdom: 11
Personality: 14
*Patience: 100

Skills:
Biking: Lvl 4 Proficient
Swimming: Lvl 3 Average
Reading: Lvl 5 Skilled
Cooking: Lvl 2 Mediocre

System is a Patience system every hour that goes by all skill experience is multiplied by 1.01 and all stats are increased by 0.1. Additional abilities can be unlocked at higher levels.



*Marks a unique stat

"Holy sh*t the Earth has been invaded by all these creatures! Wtf why are there dragons. Why can he use magic!? Why is he cultivating?! Why can he now control the very fabric of the universe. And wtf is this system" -The Internet During the Fall


The world is coming to an end. All sorts of technology and gods and demons and all manner of other things are invading. All humans on Earth are given the System which catergorizes all of their actions much like a videogame. 12 individuals who each started with the strongest stat in one catergory get a special system and a special quest. "Fight! Kill! And take the systems of the other challengers." This is their story in... The System War!

Amara with a tray of brownies that she just made heading to the backyard. There she heard bits of conversation between her father, mother and Uncle Josh. Even though she only heard bits of it, she understands the core information. First, she won't be attending Uncle Josh's school, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; second, she will be attending wizarding school somewhere near London named Hogwarts because of her father's job; third, she can't leave to London with her parents; and last, Uncle Josh will be the one helping her to buy school supplies and guide her through how to get to school there.
'So Uncle Josh will be the one who helps me buying supplies and go to Hogwarts. To be honest I'm disappointed that I can't study in Ilvermorny because Uncle's story of his school days is so awesome. Well it's better than nothing,' thought Amara.
Even though she heard the 'slightly' secret conversation, she doesn't pretend to not hear it, instead, she is running fast to them to ask a question. Of course, she was careful enough to not make the brownies fall.
"Is it true that I will not attend Ilvermorny like Uncle Josh?"
"It is true darling, your father's job had been moved over to London. If you study in Ilvermorny it will be too far and I also your father don't want that to happen." Her mother answered her question.
Amara pouts and asking again, "Are Hogwarts or something is like Ilvermorny at all? Because all I know about wizardry school is only from Uncle Josh and it was only about Ilvermorny and a bit about Castelobruxo that is in Brazil."
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is the British wizardry school, located in the Scottish Highlands, Amara. They also have houses just like Ilvermorny," this time Joshua answered her. 
"Here I have bought you a book called Hogwarts: A History. I think it will introduce you to Hogwarts as a first-year."
Amara reads the author's name is Bathilda Bagshot and it was a new printed edition, also the synopsis reads as the following: "Do you want to know the secret of Hogwarts? This book contains all the necessary information that you need and also don't. Though it was your choice to read it or not I will give you one trivia fact, the ceiling of the Great Hall is bewitched to look like the outside sky. Do you want to read it now?" 
'What a strange introduction to a book, but I have to say it makes me curious.' Amara's thoughts on the book.
"Thanks, Uncle Josh."
"You all right, Amy? I'm sorry you can't attend Ilvermorny," Alexander apologized as he knows how much of anticipation that his daughter had to attend Ilvermorny.
"It's okay, Papa. I know you can't help as your job required you to move to London," she replied. "When are we going to buy supplies, Uncle Josh?"
"How about when you're exactly eleven? And in the meantime, you can read that book and other old books from my school, though maybe they're a little different from what Hogwarts is using now."
"It's a promise then if you lie you have to buy me a pet," grinning Amara.
"All right, little Amy."
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Right on June 13, Joshua came to guide Amara in buying her school supplies. Joshua also brought a letter of acceptance from Hogwarts to Amara. The letter is pastel yellow and uses purple wax seals in the form of a lion, snake, badger, and eagle. The front letter being addressed to Ms. A. Hill and her house address and bedroom. It reads as follow:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall 

Dear Ms. Hill, 
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. 
The term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July. 

Yours sincerely, 
Deputy Headmaster
Filius Flitwick 
And in the second paper there is a list of all school necessities:
UNIFORM 
First-year students will require: 
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings) 
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags. 

COURSE BOOKS 
All students should have a copy of each of the following: 
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk 
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot 
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling 
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch 
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore 
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger 
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander 
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble 

OTHER EQUIPMENT 
1 wand 
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) 
1 set glass or crystal phials 
1 telescope 
1 set brass scales 
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad. 
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK

Yours sincerely, 
Michelle Redtwig
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions 

After reading the letter Amara scrunched up her forehead. 
"Really? it's been ages since Mir-phone is invented. Why do they still need an owl for this kind of work? Owls nowadays are only for being pets and package delivery to the local place that doesn't cost as much as Floo Express Delivery. Is this school not up to date?" Amara said with one eyebrow up in question.
"Well, maybe that's their unique way of communication," grinning Joshua.
"...." Amara can only stare blankly at her uncle.
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A few moments later Amara and her uncle are on the car heading to Dragonite Mall, a central market for all wizarding folk in America. It is an equivalent to Diagon Alley in Britain. Unlike Diagon Alley, Dragonite Mall is like a mall for No-Maj in common. The only difference is inside the have an extended charm for so many shops and also they pay with American wizarding folk currency, Dragot, and Sprink. Dragot currency has 3 types, which are 1 Dragot, ½ Dragot, and ¼ Dragot. 1 Dragot equals to 100 Sprink, ½ Dragot equals to 50 Sprink and ¼ Dragot equals to 25 Sprink.

Amara is a muggle-born witch from America who had to decline an offer to study at Ilvermorny because of her father's work moving to London. For a reason that is she could not be far from her parents, Amara had to study at Hogwarts instead. Amara's uncle is a wizard so Amara has been introduced to the thing named magic since she was a child. How was Amara's adventure at Hogwarts when everything felt new but familiar at the same time? The cover is not mine to take credit for.

I'm not sure if I should continue writing this - should I drop it? 

If not:

I will try to start uploading Multiple Chapters a day- Keyword is Try - As I'm currently in a Bulking Phase- Surprise we otakus also exercise and go Gym.

I have a WHOLE lot of ideas and potential for this novel which is honestly my favourite after my Akuma Story.

So yeah- currently we are in the 22nd Budokai time.

Piccolo was released much earlier about three years early- We killed him- got a new ability in from Master Hung came back then we killed Akuma.

In the meantime Goku and Krillin headed to the Lookout while we were in the parallel dimension- they learnt the Pecking Order used the Hyperbolic Lion Tamer- for a day so in cannon they are now 16 but here their biological ages are 17 while calendar age is 16.

Bulma found that applying pressure under oneself was great for training- discovered it after swimming to the bottom of a lake- Pressure slowed her down and made it hard for her to punch and kick.

Thus she emulated it creating a Gravity Chamber that goes up to about 10 times earth's gravity (which is normal for large planets in Dragon Ball- Earth is a small planet according to King Cold this weak inhabitants and low gravity.) 

I theorise Vampa has about 36x Earth Gravity- hence why he was about 100k in movie until he learnt while fighting- Hyper adaption I call it.

Master Roshi also trained- he has eternal youth though he may look like a skinny geezer he's not his body and vitality is better than athletes so he put down the porno's and picked up the weights.

I want to explore Space Travel maybe even Empire building? Who knows comment your ideas.

 Also I made this rank system tell me what you think:

Yamcha 9BP - 182 BP (Roshi and Elements Training) x 1.5 (multiplier for Ultra Divine Water) 273 BP x 3 (Parallel Dimension Iron Fist Training) = 819 BP

Ranks:

K Class- 10 - 100

J Class- 100 - 260

I Class- 260 - 500

H Class- 500 - 1,500

G Class- 1,500 - 5,000

F Class- 5,000 - 20,000

E Class- 20,000 - 50,000 

D Class- 50,000 - 100,000 

C Class- 100,000 - 5,000,000 

B Class- 5,000,000 - 200,000,000 

A Class- 200,000,000 - 10,000,000,000 (10 Billion) 

S Class- 10,000,000,000 - 500,000,000,000 (500 Billion)

SS Class- 500,000,000,000 - 20,000,000,000,000 (20 Trillion) 

SSS Class- 20,000,000,000,000 - 500,000,000,000,000 (500 Trillion)

SSSS Class- 500,000,000,000,000 - 20,000,000,000,000,000 (20 Quadrillion)

L Class- 20,000,000,000,000,000 - 500,000,000,000,000,000 (500 Quadrillion)

LS Class- 500,000,000,000,000,000 - 20,000,000,000,000,000,000 (20 Quintillion)

Please Review and donate your powerstones as this is really the only indicator I have of whether anyone even reads this- Please we need to learn of how Yamcha becomes the epitome of humanity- f*ck wishing to become Saiyan that is disgusting in my eyes- I'm a hundred percent earthling and it'll stay that way.

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Will be deleting this chapter soon
Anyhow! I got the response from WN and the problem comes from the symbols of the synopsis. ○● are a no go for the intro.

I would also like to inform you that I would be keeping this novel in its state of having no Power Stones. I am hoping to seclude this to the most minimal number of readers until I reach chapter 100. If you don't like the secret novel situation, you are welcome to leave.

To be safe, keep in mind that I have adjusted the characters' age again to 18.

Also, I am having a hard time making epic plots of worldly levels and would just stick to plain and boring conquest of women. If you are the ones who like planned novels, sorry to tell you but this would be an open-format novel with free choices for the progression of the story.

I just hope that we can keep this novel between us because having a lot of readers can be a bit toxic. Their harsh words dampen my mood that I always feel incompetent in continuing to write this.

So, this blocked format would only make this novel accessible to all of you who have added this to your collections. If you have not, then you can connect to the accounts of those who have written chapter and paragraph comments.

Aster shall conquer the hottest women and naughty situations such as MILF, NTR, and all the other smut are expected to happen. I'm also going to up the anty on fight scenes.

Anyways, happy reads. Don't diss WN for this because it is my free choice to continue the block. They could easily unblock this but again, it is within my free choice to do so.

The idea of writing to a minimal number of readers would be a great situation for me.

A nameless and disowned youth is sent out to fend for himself. Not known to his family is the secret that hid within him.

By his 18th birthday, the Lust Exchange System awakens from its long slumber. It assists him in his conquest to the peak and his life surrounded by beauties.

Heavily and strictly 18+. Don't proceed if you do not like these sorts of stuff.
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Just a heads up, this novel is basically a mix of ideas and inspired from all the R-18 Novels that I've read this summer of 2020 (AST, TLS, TSSS, PPod, LK, ir, TPEC, HPSS, EaWwaS).
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Jungkook point of view/ This is how we met. One day I went to go get some Banana milk from the grocery store next to my apartment. I went in side to go and search for some banana milk but, there was no more 😭. But I couldn't contain my tears but I just couldn't hold it of course I tried to act strong 💪 but I'm a 👶🏻 so I started crying 😢. Everyone in the store  started staring at me I thought it was because I was sooooooo handsome but when I noticed it was because they thought I was a psycho path I was really embarrassed 😳. One of the costumers went and told an employee that I was crying  😭 and I looked up and saw his tag his name was Park Jimin It was one of the happiest days of my life and also the most embarrassing day of my life. You'll know why later not now. Now let's get back to my scary story. Jimin was so cute so when I saw him I turned as red  as a tomatoe . Jimin said "Are you ok do you need to go to the hospital or something? "I said "No no no I'm I'm ok👌." I stood up and said do you have some banana milk in a strong man voice. Jimin said" I'll go check
 on the back of the store and see if there's anymore." I didn't know what to say so I just said ok. I got my banana milk I paid for it and ran out. (Before I ran out I said that my name was Jeon Jungkook.)
      Jimin point of view/ One day I went to my job as usual but today was an unexpected day I was called by a costumer that same day they said that there was something happening on isle 4 the costumer was telling me to hurry up because it was urgent. I went and saw this guy he was cute or whateva but I was shy ☺️ with that costumer because he was so hot 🥵. Ok back to the story. I didn't know what to say so I just said do you have to go to the hospital but in my head I said does this dude take drugs or something. He later asked me do you have banana milk I said "I'll check in the back ." So I did but while I was in there I was thinking why a man with a great jawline,muscles and great fashion style would drink banana milk? I later proceeded telling him I'm Park Jimin nice to meet you.
                                                                 (To be continued)
If you  vote I will make chapter 2. Also if I get 100 or more views I will do chapter 2 hope at least one person reads this . I'll post this tomorrow.
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Javier Angel Balboa.

 Born in Equatorial Guinea, Africa, he was a high-profile prospect who joined Real Madrid nine years ago.

 Earlier in his career, he grew up with great expectations and attention from Real Madrid fans.

 At nineteen he was promoted to Real C. At twenty, he was promoted to Castilla and to the league in the first year.

 Thus, in the last three years, about 100 games have been played.

 It was a real support from Real Madrid.

 But the results were terrible.

 He only scored three goals in over 100 games, giving great disappointment to the fans who waited for him.

 It would be understandable if the position was a defender or central midfielder, but he was a breakout winger and offensive midfielder whose main weapon was breakthrough.

 But three goals in 100 games.

 With such ridiculous stats, people even questioned him if he had cheated on him.

 He would, too, because the talent he had seen as a child was not much different from now.

 Balboa's genius, praised by Pele for his return to Africa, had disappeared.

 So far, it was an unconditional release.

 However.

 This season he played six games for Real Madrid and scored one goal, showing a pretty good form.

 There was a sign that the possibility of remaining is unlikely.

 So Balboa had to prove his worth by the end of the season.

 And today, I got the chance.

 Right, Boxes Training.

 Assigned to Team 1, he was in a position to collaborate with Woo Ho Young to steal his opponent's ball, but the two were actually competing.

 That's the referee.

 For Balboa, he would have to stand out more than Woo-young, who participated in the training for the first time in order to survive.

 So lived to die.

 'Do it.'

 Although Balboa is a booming prospect, he was a "first-legged" with over 40 games in the first tier.

 I haven't actually been with Hoyoung, but Balboa is still better than Hoyoung.

 There was confidence.

 That's why Balboa took his first step.

 Confidence and aggressiveness are very important factors in the evaluation.

 "Balboa came out first."

 "You are a senior, is this it?"

 The seven players forming the circle exchanged accurate and fast passes in a friendly atmosphere.

 Balboa didn't think he could take the ball away from them, but he had to be pretended, so he was sweating and chasing the ball.

 On the contrary.

 'That guy is ···.'

 At a glance.

 Balboa's eyes turned to the right.

 Hanging in the middle of the circle, I saw the appearance of Ho Young staring at the ball.

 Balboa's face brightened.

 'Good.  I can't do anything. '

 This is how he won in the integrity and aggressiveness.

 If only this proceeded, it would be able to read the praise of coaches.

 Nevertheless, Balboa was not alert.

 'Let's concentrate.'

 At this time, the mind was more focused and chasing the trace of the ball.

 But then it was.

 Percussion!

 "Oh fuck!"

 One of the players forming the circle burst into disgrace.

 Central defender Pepe from Portugal.

 Not only that.

 "This guy, do you?"

 Sergio Ramos, who is in charge of the team's right full-back, said in a frenzy.

 In addition, Sneijder, Saviola, Baptista, Guti, and Raul, all of whom were assigned to Team 1, were all surprised.

 In the blink of an eye, Woo-young cut the ball.

 And most of all, there was a surprise.

 Nobody else, no matter what Pass Master Guti's pass.

 "Guti, isn't it today?  I don't feel well. "

 "Cuck!"

 There was a man who spoke to Ho Young while the friendly players exchanged fun.

 It was Captain Raul.

 "Hey, woo.  What do you want me to call you? "

 "Woo, Ho, Young.  Please call me what you like.  You can combine them according to your mood.  Castilla's colleagues call me like that. "

 "It's perfect if you use it to send and receive signals in practice."

 "Hahaha."

 A warm atmosphere.

 Everyone except Balboa smiled happily.

 However, Raul's words continued to draw the atmosphere seriously.

 "Then let's try again."

 Did it just really work?

 Or whether it was a simple luck will be determined by this second game.

 Percussion.

 When the ball went back, the faces of seven players, including Guti, became serious.

 There was no bright mood anymore.

 Woo Ho Young was the same.

 'after.'

 It doesn't look outward, but it actually tastes to die.

 There was no living hell in the circle.

 It was natural that the burden was due to the fact that evaluation rather than training was strong.

 Nevertheless, I tried to grab the spirit.

 'Read the flow first.'

 In this case, Ballack's advice is very helpful.

 Rather than chasing the ball, it reads the flow first.

 Ho Young followed the path of the ball with his eyes and quickly rolled his brain.

 Intensive-thinking-observing-grasp-act

 The sequence of processes must be instantaneous so that the body can be naturally loaded in the flow.

 And Hoyoung's many talents made it possible.

 'now!'

 It was that moment.

 Took.

 Saviola's roving pass over Hoyoung's head.

 As if he had predicted it, Ho-young who changed direction quickly caught the ball with excellent jumping power.

 You may have followed some luck, but it was hard to succeed unless you have a basic skill.

 But Ho Young succeeded.

 Then the atmosphere suddenly fought, and a second later, the voices of the players came out one by one.

 "Oh······."

 "It's a recipe."

 "Oh haha.  Sense is no joke.  Flowchart reads well like a ghost.  When have you been with us? "

 "Hey, landlord!  What did you raise? "

 A variety of reactions.

 Not everyone was laughing.

 Saviola and Baptista came to think that they could be dangerous to their place.

 As a sub member, they couldn't laugh anymore.

 It may be released in the transfer market, but it appears that it is only a matter of time before the monsters are shaken.

 In other words, Ho Young's neoclassic was going well.

 Ho-young gained a lot from training that day.

 The short training time and the lack of interaction between the players made it impossible to get much from the first day, but he was 50% successful in bringing Carlos and Hovingo's U-class talent.

 Later, they had prepared a platform to explore their S-class talents.

 It's only one day.

 'Good.'

 Everything was going on sequentially.

 Also, today's training was a great help in planning for the future.

 'Let's ride with the player who is the closest to missing.'

 Zidane's ball trapping talent, which is due to retire at the end of the season, was the most urgent.

 The hidden condition was 'promote to first division league', which was simple and difficult.

 The next urgent was the talent of the second Pele, Robinho.

 Carlos and Van Nistelrooy had a one-year contract because the contract lasted until next year.

 Hovenue might soon be leaving Real Madrid.

 As far as Hoyoung knows the future.

 However.

 'I don't know this time.'

 The current chairman of Real Madrid is Perez, not Calderon.

 Perez seemed to succeed in the third round if nothing happened in the presidential elections in late July 2008.

 So nothing could be sure.

 Ho-young had to keep up with what was in front of her.

 'I only have to do my thing.'

 The first goal to achieve is to promote to 1st Army.

 That was it.

 May 25.

 Castilla's squad headed for Barcelona in Catalonia.

 Only 41 games remain in the round until the end of the league.

 The league's fifth-placed Castilla and seventh-placed Barcelona B were scheduled to compete.

 If you win here, Castilla will finish the league fifth.

 Barcelona B, on the other hand, was the best chance to jump to sixth place in the league.

 And that's the same with Woo.

 There was a lot at stake in today's game.

 Barcelona's prospects are second to none, but Ronaldo's most important talent is at stake.

 'You must win.'

 It was the most important talent for the attacker, "Soccer Emperor's Goal Determination (SU)," so it was a game that could never be conceded as a good return.

 The preparation has been so thoroughly confident.

 The only problem is that away games.

 "The Milky Guy!"

 "Go back to your country!"

 Ho-young, who was on the field with such a boo, closed her ears.

 I only stared at the soccer ball.

 I thought nothing but victory.

 can do.

 As such, winning mentality and ruling mentality.

 The game began when it rained one or two drops.

 Beep-

 kickoff.

 Barcelona took the lead and came out with a 4-3-3 formation just as they did last time.

 From the start, Bojan was placed on the 1.5th line using a central striker.

 The tactical itself was the same as before, with various tactics added to it, making it sharper and more solid.

 Football like never before.

 It was rocking Castilla's players.

 Although the market share boiled, it was Barcelona's real threat.

 Just 10 minutes before the crowd screamed like crazy.

 But not long after that.

 It shouted abruptly as if it had splashed cold water in the stands.

 The only thing ringing in the stadium was the sound of the rain and the voice of the commentator.

 [Castilla's counterattack begins slowly!]

 [Castile is recovering momentum as the House of Representatives comes to life.  Besides, the tempo is getting faster and faster as the rains increase.  Barcelona must watch out for these moments.  It's dangerous enough for the crowd to feel it.]

 [That's right.  As Barcelona tries to fill the hole in the center, there are many gaps on the sides.  The best thing to be careful about now is ······.]

 [Oh, the moment you said!  Marcos, who starts with the left pullback, tries to make a drastic overlap!]

 Marcos's pass divided the land.

 Percussion!

 Received the ball was a good return to the busy line 1-2.

 "Go up!"

 As Castile slowly built up his share of the Midfield, his genius began to shine.

 The first genius talent for Barcelona.

 December's boom has already surpassed that of the second-legged.

 It was not long after that.

 Roh Young's dribbling quickly stripped off his defenders.

 Then the goal swinged.

 Tracking was a medium-range shot of Ho-young, who cut the falling rain and accurately inserted into the top right corner of the goal.

 It divided the audience's response into poles.

 The fans in the stands are astonished by surprise.

 They couldn't keep up with the reality they didn't want to believe.

 But on the contrary, the exploration stone on the east side was a fervent crucible.

 In the midst of it, there was quite a few excited old men sitting.

 "Three days."

 It was President Perez who took the time and participated in the expedition.

 He was talking to General Jorge Valdano, who was sitting next to him.

 "I put Balboa on the target."

 Perez and Balboa.

 The two were once extraordinary.

 It's been nine years since Perez first became president.

 In particular, when Balboa scored a goal this season, the possibility of resurrection was slightly visible.

 But now.

 The reason why I had Balboa was gone.

 That's why you have Balboa until you pay € 20,000 a week.

 Of course.

 There is no emotion in the professional world.

 It's professional sports to let go of those who don't need it all the time, and to put what they need in place.

 "Who will go to the vacancy?"

 "I have no priority but Woo Ho Young.  That's the opinion of the socios. "

 It was an order.

 In other words, what must happen unless Perez fails to succeed.

 Woo Ho Young's promotion was 99% confirmed.

 "It will be fun next year."

 Messi of Barcelona.

 Real Madrid's friendship.

 A huge wind was blowing in La Riga, Spain.

Woo Hoyoung has returned to the past and gained the ability to steal the abilities of others!

His goal is to now become the greatest soccer player to have ever existed.


Fina slightly opened its eyes, glanced at the 100 Yuan note indifferently and closed its eyes again, "I don't think that is a cat."
Zhang Zian thought it would be interested in the story so he could show off his knowledge. Unexpectedly, Fina didn't buy it. He walked aside resentfully. 
Richard was interested, flapping its wings and landing on his shoulder. It looked at the 100 Yuan note in his hand. 
"Jeff, is this all you are longing for?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Zian asked.
"Your goal in life. Is it all about RMB?" All of a sudden, the air turned extremely serious.  
He said firmly, "No way! My small goal is to get a pretty and wealthy girl! My big goal is to contribute to our great country. I am willing to give all my time and my kids… Of course, I have to find a girlfriend to make some children with first…"
Old Time Tea, who was watching the morning news, started nodding, "That's great!"
Richard shook its head quickly. "No, no, no, Jeff. You misunderstand me. I meant, RMB is nothing. You will make US dollars following my lead."
"US dollars?" A beautiful green note came to Zhang Zian's mind. The US dollar was the one and only currency the whole world was dying for. 
"That is right. US dollars! Bucks! Cash! Same thing! If you treat me right, I will assure you an abundant life!" Richard said confidently. 
Zhang Zian looked around, and murmured to Richard, "Well…" 
"Yes!" Richard confirmed. 
"Do you know what I wanted to ask?" He was surprised. 
"Didn't you want to ask if I can get you a white girl? Of course! Dollars will come and so will white girls."
Zhang Zian was speechless. Although Richard was correct, Zhang Zian didn't expect it knowing what's in his mind. 
I am that easy to read? he thought. It seemed that everyone, Sun Xiaomeng and Richard especially, could read his mind… How can I be friends with these people and animals?
"Good morning, Brother Store Manager!" A small kid ran in happily. It was Little Celery. 
Today, one of Little Celery's ponytails was sitting down by a quarter of an inch. No one would pay attention to such details like Zhang Zian did. Her face was pink from running and her little hands in knitted gloves were tightly grabbing the two straps of her backpack. 
"Good morning, Little Celery. Were you late yesterday?" he asked
"Oh…" Little Celery wrinkled her face and stuck out her tongue, "Scary! I was almost late. As soon as I sat down at my desk, the teacher came in."
"Well, you'd better pay attention today! Xiao Ling and Ear will be here. You can come anytime you want, but you cannot be late for school, okay?" He acted like a big brother. 
"Yes. I know!" she nodded heavily.
"Great! You are such a great girl! I trust you," He bent down and said to her, "Now, can you do me a favor?"
"Favor? What is it? I always help out at home!" She took off her gloves quickly and rolled her sleeves up, getting ready for some work. 
Zhang Zian picked up her gloves, a pair in dark green showing the fingers. It was a good thickness for this time of year. There was a line of small words at the wrist area. He looked at it carefully under the light and it read "Cai Xiaoqin, Class 3, 2nd grade, Binhai No.1 Middle School Subsidiary Elementary School". The words were so tiny, he had to pay special attention to read it. Any normal person would've thought that it was a line of decorative pattern at a glance. 
"Did your mom make these?" he said as he returned the gloves to her. 
"Yup!" she replied shyly.
What a nice mother! Zhang Zian sighed. 
"Did your mom put your name on your other clothes?" he asked. 
"Yeah. Here, here and there…" Little Celery pointed at herself all over. Her mom stitched Little Celery's name and school on hidden areas such as inside the pocket or at the corner. He also noticed that she was wearing a Children's GPS watch.  
"I told my mom there is no need to put my name on my clothes anymore, but mom was worried that I would get lost…" Looking down at her own feet, her face turned red, "I am a grown-up! I won't get lost. My friends don't have their names on their clothes anymore. Only me! Some annoying boys call me 'Mommy's good baby'…" She said reluctantly. 
Zhang Zian patted her head, "Don't let them bother you. They will regret laughing at you someday." 
"Really?" She raised her head. 
"Yes," he said affirmatively. 
"Little Celery, I will teach you a poem. Maybe you already know it, but I am sure you feel differently today."
Little Celery looked up to him and listened closely. 
Zhang Zian slowly recited, 
"Needle and thread in doting mother's hand,
Turn out garments for her son to roam the land.
She puts in more stitches as he leaves,
And frets that his homecoming may be moved back.
Who says the tiny inch-tall blade of grass,
Can repay the warm sunshine of spring?"
He knew nothing about broadcast and recitation, so honestly, he did a horrible job. He thought that Richard would laugh at him; however, it landed on his shoulder and listened closely. It was so quiet in the store that it was kind of awkward. 
It was a short poem. It took less than one minute. 
After that, Zhang Zian tried to recall if he had made a mistake. If Little Celery found the mistake… then it would be quite embarrassing. Fortunately, he did recite it correctly. 
Bowing her head down, Little Celery started rubbing the words on her gloves as she listened. After a while, she looked back up and the sunshine was on her face again. 
"Brother Store Manager, you did great! Better than our teacher!" she said. 
"Ha-ha, you are so nice! I know where I am with this but I appreciate your praise. Remember, I am most proud of my handsome face, not recitation." Zhang Zian was embarrassed by Little Celery's praise but he decided not to show it. Instead, he made it into a joke.
"It was the best! Our teacher didn't put any emotions when she reads poems," Little Celery explained. 
"Really?" Zhang Zian said, rubbing his own chin, "When I close my pet shop, I should get a teaching certificate. I have to teach high school where there are lots of pretty young girls…"
"Stop it!"
A tall and skinny man with a ponytail was standing at the door. It was Guo Dongyue. He was looking at Zhang Zian with his hands in the pocket. They would be going to the bird breeding base to pick out some parrots today. 
Zhang Zian turned to him, looking at this man trying to repay his mom's love.


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

As time goes by, except when Qin Yu trains, he spends most of his time trying to figure out the offensive techniques of his own. He determines to break down what he must do in order to figure out his offensive techniques into 3 aspects: body-maneuvering skill, close-quarters offence and weapons.

Body-maneuvering skill,

Body-maneuvering skill and defensive dodging are related. It is also connected to close-quarters offence, pursuit and fleeing. Qin Yu's requirements for his body-maneuvering skill are as follows: quick like lightning, sensitive like a cunning hare. To do research for his body-maneuvering skill, he has to study the art of Qi Men Dun Jia, and study various other body-maneuvering skills.

Close-quarters offence,

During the course of his training, Qin Yu found that he is fond of challenging his limits and fond of being burning with excitement. Therefore when it was time for him to choose his way of offence, he chose to practice ... close-quarters combat! In close-quarters combat, life or death can be decided in a mere moment. It is extremely dangerous but also full of the passion of life.

Weapons!

Until now, Qin Yu has not decided his weapons of choice. Each of the 18 standard weapons such as the knife, the spear, and the staff has its own merits, but Qin Yu likes to use his own fists and legs even more. At least he still has not decided what weapons he is going to select.

In the study,

Qin Yu is reading a book with the name Book of Changes.

'Oh, this chapter's principles seem to … seem to be quite similar to the body-maneuvering skill Nine Appearances of the Cloud Dragon on page 3 of the Ancestral Dragon Art book,' mumbles Qin Yu. Then he puts the book down and spontaneously starts to organize some knowledge he just acquired in his mind.

The principles of various body-maneuvering skills and of Qi Men Dun Jia continuously float through Qin Yu's mind...

'The composition of Liuyi, Sanqi, Bamen and Jiujing forms the circumstances of Qi Men. Bamen becomes Du, Shang, Jing3, Xiu, Sheng, Si, Jing1 and Kai. Qi Men Dun Jia is divided into Tianpan, Menpan and Dipan, which are called Sancai…' Some most basic concepts of Qi Men Dun Jia start to take root in Qin Yu's mind.

Even though they are the most basic ones, they are the foundation. Countless formation arts and escaping techniques have been developed from these principles.

Various mysterious, profound body-maneuvering skills are all more or less influenced by Qi Men Dun Jia.

Because Qin Yu practices external techniques, there is no internal energy in his body. Therefore, he cannot practice ordinary arts of lightness and body-maneuvering skills. He can only create a body-maneuvering skill for himself. The 68 internal secret books all have some internal-energy-based unarmed fighting techniques, knife techniques, body-maneuvering skills and so on.

Even the 28 external secret books also have various offensive techniques.

Like an ocean which contains the water of 100 rivers, Qin Yu reads all the various offensive techniques of the 96 internal and external secret books then combines them with the general principles of Qi Men Dun Jia and the Book of Changes which he already learned. Looking for some hidden essentials of his future body-maneuvering skill is exceptionally difficult but as soon as his body training is finished Qin Yu makes great efforts to research regardless of day or night.

...

To reach the peak of external techniques, it is vital to study the art of medicine. This is what Zhao Yunxing said on the first day he taught Qin Yu. At the moment Qin Yu is reading medical books. For the last 3 years, he has read many medical books and his knowledge has also increased greatly.

'Every bit of strength and every attack must make the enemy pay the biggest price. If I make a chop at the opponent's stomach, I'll only hurt his stomach at best. But if the same chop hits the opponent's throat, he'll die.'

Qin Yu puts the book down. His eyes glitter.

The human body has various vital points. Qin Yu knows very well about the body's joints, the intersection points of the channels and the movement paths of blood and energy. Attacking the vital points is to attack the crucial acupoints, to attack the physically weak parts, or to break the joints of the body using grappling techniques, and so on.

In short, Qin Yu's offensive principles are: each and every bit of strength causes the heaviest damage and no amount of strength is wasted!

Each of his arms has only 100 jin of strength, but his offensive force must reach the offensive power level of experts with 200 jin of strength in one arm, or an even more formidable level!

To do this, he must try hard using various techniques -- using body-maneuvering skill; attacking vital points; taking advantage of the surroundings and time; taking advantage of the opponent's psychological changes; and so on. Qin Yu is very confident because he has a body in which agility, explosiveness, flexibility, toughness and so on all exist in perfect harmony. Moreover, he also has various secret books he can consult.

At midday, on the training ground,

Various mechanical wooden dummies have been put on the training ground, forming a wooden dummy lane. This is the highest achievement of mechanics grand-masters. To fight through the wooden dummy lane is highly difficult. It is not something ordinary people can do. Today, Qin Yu decides to use the wooden dummy lane to practice his close-quarters offensive techniques.

Qin Yu is standing stock-still before the wooden dummy lane. Suddenly, he charges into it. A slight move in one part can affect the whole thing. Soon after he touches a wooden dummy, the other dummies in the lane all start to move. Qin Yu only has calmness in his eyes.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! ...

His hands, aimed directly at the wooden dummies' joints, attack quickly like a flash. His legs mostly defend, but if an opportunity arises he breaks the wood in one kick. Qin Yu is moving very fast, but only because he is not carrying weights at the moment. Qin Yu knows very well that if he puts on those 100 jin of weights, he simply will not be able to defeat this wooden dummy lane.

Having taken off the 100 jin of weights, Qin Yu is surprisingly agile. But … there are too many wooden dummies in the wooden dummy lane. He is even hit in the head by a nearby wooden dummy. Soon after he gets hit, he is attacked several more times in quick succession. Qin Yu has no choice but to do a roll and run out of the lane immediately.

'Not bad. Every wooden dummy's joints are similar to the human body's joints. Practicing this way is much more effective.' Qin Yu's eyes glitter. He charges into the wooden dummy lane again.

The wooden dummy lane is no more than a relatively easy training method in Qin Yu's plan. There is still the higher-ranked copper dummy lane. The copper dummies, of course, are not only made of copper. Rather, they are wooden dummies with an outside layer made of copper and iron. In this way, obviously a copper dummy's offence and defense both are stronger than a wooden dummy's by a level.

...

Qin Yu has not determined what weapons he is going to use in the end. Late at night on the same day, in the secret room, Qin Yu is carefully reading the offensive techniques in every secret book. Most of them use the knife or the sword. A small number of them also use strange weapons.

'Huh?' Qin Yu suddenly opens an internal secret book. When he reaches the chapter about swordsmanship, there is a passage in it which catches his attention: 'Even though our school's Afterimage Sword is an assassination style of swordsmanship, in terms of close-quarters assassination swordsmanship, the number one is still the Yu Clan's One Sword. It does not matter who the target is, assassin Yu Shi has never failed. In those days, this assassin was the legendary top assassin of the assassination organization Heavenly Net.'

Qin Yu is startled.

Heavenly Net -- Qin Yu has heard of this name. This is an extremely old assassination organization with a history longer than even a millennium. Its influence has spread throughout the whole Qian Long continent. Not even one of the 3 big dynasties on the Qian Long continent has a history as long as that of the Heavenly Net. This assassin Yu Shi was known by reputation as the legendary top assassin so his killing techniques must have been terribly good.

Suddenly --

Qin Yu's eyes pop out of his head.

'Yu Clan's One Sword, Yu Clans' One Sword, ah, the back side of page 3 of the Ancestral Dragon Art book seems to talk about it.' Qin Yu read the Ancestral Dragon Art book carefully before. It has 3 gold pages. Nearly half of the contents are about an internal secret technique. Another half is about the body-maneuvering skill Nine Appearances of the Cloud Dragon, the unarmed fighting technique Flame Dragon Fist, and the sword technique Heaven-Splitting Ultimate Yang Sword. That so-called Yu Clan's One Sword is only described a bit at the end so Qin Yu did not take much notice of it at that time.

Only now does he know that the obscure Yu Clans' One Sword in the Ancestral Dragon Art book is actually the sword technique of the so-called legendary number one assassin.

The internal technique Ancestral Dragon Art absorbs the universe's holy energy at an extremely high speed. Among various internal techniques, it is undoubtedly the number one. The body-maneuvering skill Nine Appearances of the Cloud Dragon, the unarmed fighting technique Flame Dragon Fist, and the sword technique Heaven-Splitting Ultimate Yang Sword are all terrifyingly formidable but to practice them requires practicing the Ancestral Dragon Art in coordination. Therefore Qin Yu can only see them without practicing.

Opening the last page, Qin Yu finally looks at the piece of information about the Yu Clan's One Sword.

'Ah, I didn't think that it even had the practice method of the Yu Clan's One Sword.' Qin Yu's eyes brighten as he goes into ecstasies. No one could have thought that there would be the practice method of the Yu Clan's One Sword in the Ancestral Dragon Art book. Qin Yu immediately starts reading carefully. But the more he reads, the paler he looks. In the end, he even looks a bit pasty.

In a galaxy far away, there is a kid with an innate inability to practice internal techniques. In order to gain the respect of his father, he resolutely chooses to follow the more difficult and painful path of practicing external techniques. As the years go by, he grows up, but what really changes his life is a mysterious meteoric crystal stone — the Meteoric Tear. This stone fuses with the young man’s body unnoticed, and he seems to undergo drastic transformations as a result. After that, everything is changed. Eventually his father knows that the son for whom he hasn’t really shown a lot of consideration possesses astonishing abilities. And there’s a lot more to come.

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