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[ BBC SHERLOCK FANFIC ]

Wherein John stops Sherlock from committing his biggest mistake, suicide.

tw; mentions of suicide and self harm.

— deleted, will be converted into an original. —

Hello Readers! Hope you enjoy.


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As the king of a game known as The Garden, a computer game, and the leader of a deity-ranked Guild, Wujin! How could he move away from all that into Virtual Reality?

[The Garden, popular MMORPG, is shutting down. The developers have hyped up a new VRMMORPG, and it will release In a week!]

So. This was how he,  a man at the top of Computer Gaming, falls? To some damnable developers!?

Then, I must rule the VRMMORPG too! Wait, ****, what was it called!? BBC, come back! Come back!
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Tags: Magic, Gaming, MMORPG, RPG, System, VRMMORPG, OP!MC, Comedy

DISCLAIMER:

This will end up Isekai, just probably not in the way you'd think.

This is an idea NOT made by me, but by a person called JMan_. He has abandoned it, after all I could not find any evidence ANYWHERE of him continuing it, so I’m remaking it as a fan with my own ideas. Similar story line.

All it took was a single shot from the military helicopter. It then turned around and returned to the city, nowhere to be seen after that.
If not for the mass of fireball and billowing smoke alight in the distance, it felt like everything that had just happened was no more than a fever dream.
Before the crowd had come to their senses, the entrance to the Eco Science City opened again. A group of armed soldiers fitted in fully enclosed protective suits marched out of the city.
Closely trailing behind the list of soldiers was an operating crane truck and a regular truck.
Without being prompted to do so, the crowd opened up a path, allowing the vehicles to head toward the wreckage of the BBC helicopter.
When Chen Chen saw the two trucks departing, he made a gesture of patting the colonel next to him to inform him that there was no need to be nervous. After that, he left the tower and got into a car.
"Back to the research center."
The driver began on his way upon receiving the order.
On the way back, after a moment's consideration, Chen Chen took out his phone and dialed a number.
The call was connected within two rings. A soft, womanly voice answered the call.
"Hi, this is the Foster Group, may I know who you're looking for?"
"Connect me to Norman Foster," Chen Chen answered.
"I'm sorry sir, our chairman is currently resting. May I know who this is?" The lady sounded extremely apologetic.
"Tell him I'm Chen Chen."
"Alright, one moment please…"
After that, there was silence on the phone.
After about two or three minutes, the call was picked up again, a deep voice came from the other end. "Chen Chen, you dare to call me. I haven't settled the score with you yet for killing my son."
"Mr. Norman, I'm just helping you handle your business."
Chen Chen answered unsympathetically, "Besides, you'll soon be able to live several hundreds of years, long enough to bury your grandchildren. So, why bother clinging on to such trivial matters?"
"Ha!"
The man on the phone scoffed and left it at that.
Chen Chen smiled. If the other party wanted to exact revenge, it would have been done a long time ago. Chen Chen cut straight to the point. "Mr. Norman, there's something I need your help with, I need to get in touch with the head of BBC."
"BBC? What happened?"
"I just shot down a BBC helicopter, I think there were three people inside it. The pilot aside, there was also a videographer and reporter," Chen Chen thought for a moment and explained.
Silence loomed briefly on the other end of the phone before a response followed, "I'm sure the wreckage and the flight recorder are taken care of."
"It's being taken care of, there won't be any traces left behind."
"How about witnesses, are they dealt with?"
"There's no way to deal with the witnesses since hundreds of thousands of them watched me shoot down the BBC helicopter."
Yet another wave of silence on the other end of the phone before Norman erupted. "Are you messing with me now?"
"No, Mr. Norman. I'm being serious now."
Chen Chen announced solemnly, "It won't be a problem because the witnesses are the refugees of Namibia. Truth be told, if Mr. Norman isn't willing to help then I can just get in touch with Mr. Wilson, I'm certain he'll be more than willing to help me."
No response came from the other end.
After a brief moment, the heavy voice started again. "I get it, I can cover this up for you. You won't even need to make an appearance. In return, I expect thirty thousand information credits as payment."
"Five thousand, max."
Chen Chen frowned. "It's just three people. Surely Mr. Norman doesn't think that they are worth ten thousand information credits each."
"Those aren't any common members, they are BBC reporters. The British Broadcasting Corporation is the largest media organization in the Earth Federation."
The voice elaborated further. "If word of this gets out, your company instantly loses all credibility and its reputation is instantly soured. You'll also be subject to the scrutiny of the federation."
"That won't happen, the Foster family isn't the only one on my side. I have several other families backing me up. They won't let any of that happen."
Chen Chen smiled faintly. "How about this, we can both compromise a little. I'll pay ten thousand information credits, that's the highest I'll go. If you're not going to accept it, I'll go to the Wilsons."
"Deal."
The answer came in the form of a growl before the call was hung up right then and there.
It was only then when Chen Chen set the phone down.
The Foster family was based in the City of London and held its position as one of the top ten financial consortiums in the European continent. Its influence spanned across several industries including the media sector.
Norman Foster, the patriarch of the Foster family, held 1.5% of shares in BBC. Even though he had no management rights, he was still a part of the board of directors, which was what prompted Chen Chen to refer to him first.
Even several days later, nobody came to follow up on the incident.
It was as if everyone had conveniently forgotten about there being a helicopter crashing in the vicinity of Eco Science City. Even the reporters of BBC stationed around Namibia were called back by the headquarters.
The wreckage of the crash was subsequently taken to the industrial zone of Eco Science City and disposed of as scrap metal.
Three days later, with armed soldiers monitoring the procedure, five thousand volunteers were selected without a hitch.
Not only that, during the written test sequence, hundreds of refugees who had recovered on their own and developed antibodies were discovered.
Having contracted BE-006 in an environment without any readily available medical aid, the fatality rate reached as high as ninety percent. Regardless, there was still a minority ten percent demographic who could recover without any medication.
Chen Chen also took this demographic into the Eco Science City as well and specifically assigned troops to watch over them.
Their blood contained antiviral serum which could be extracted accordingly. Should someone in the Eco Science City become infected with BE-006, these serums could potentially play a vital role.
One crucial thing to note was that the vaccine Chen Chen had developed only served to make ordinary people immune to the virus. It could not be used to treat patients who had already been infected by the virus. With that said, the blood of the already recovered patients could be utilized to extract antibodies for combating the virus.
The purpose of a vaccine was to prevent further infections while the serum was primed for treating the disease.
As for things on the side of the World Health Organization, Qian Wenhuan's report of the birth of a vaccine for the virus was immediately met with uproar.
The progress took more than a month shorter than the World Health Organization's projected model. Due to the complexity of developing attenuated and inactivated vaccines for the Ebola virus, the direction taken had leaned closer to developing adenovirus vector vaccines and genetic engineering vaccines.
Compared to the two former options, the process involved in developing the two latter variants was a great deal more complex. In addition to a hefty amount of funds and workforce required, extremely advanced biotechnology techniques were essential as well.
"Amid a vicious pandemic, the Messiah rises? Blacklight Biotechnology leads the world yet again – Washington Post."
"Blacklight Biotechnology is one step ahead in developing the BE-006 vaccine, initial clinical trials will soon be underway – Time Magazine."
"The greatest calamity in recorded history may be contained. Will the BE-006 vaccine save the world? – New York Times."
As Qian Wenhuan began applying for the rights to conducting the appropriate clinical trials, the information quickly made its way around the world. The very next day, it was published in the headlines of a majority of media outlets all across the world." 


Who could have guessed that the accidental discovery of a pitch-black USB drive would one day turn Chen Chen’s world upside down? 
He quickly realizes that this was no ordinary USB drive—and it came with mysterious powers, along with its own hidden rules. Equipped with his skills and intellect as a student of biological science, Chen Chen strives to uncover the limit of the USB drive, and the limit of his own ambition. 
Follow Chen Chen in his pursuit of lofty aspirations—wealth, immortality, and otherworldly powers! It is a path that will lead him to a grand plan, one that will change the fate of humanity forever…


--Baymard-- 
.
It was a fine day!
The air was warm, and the sky was blue.
It was the perfect beach weather, as it signified summer's vibrant splendour.
Today, Baymard seemed to be in a complete uproar.
The streets had been filled with people running up and down in a frenzy.... as they tried to get to the nearest stores.
O.M.G... It was launching today!
.
The people quickly stormed the stores, as they were hurrying to get these goods before they finally sold out.
Indeed, this wild crowd had a mind of its own.
Like swarming bees..... the people hustled and bustled, as they bumped into each other here and there.
Some accidently stepped on others toes, while others had been lined outside stores for several minutes now.
And what did they want to get?
What was so damn important for them to run around like mad people?
One word.... 'Radios'.
.
Well... radio communicative devices already existed in Baymard.
But they were only used by the Baymard's security forces.
Hence civilians didn't have access to them.
Radio frequency gadgets like Walkie-Talkies were already used by the army, police, security guards, and so on.
As well as Radio communications within official cars like police cars.
Bottom line, only protective forces used them.
But today, Baymard was officially launching its first Radio which would have channels and stations on them.
.
Now... ever since Landon had come back from that mission in June, he had been training some of the slaves to be on-air radio personals.
They had been training for 2 months now, and Landon felt like they were now truly ready.
One shouldn't forget that the Radio station and towers had already been constructed way back.
In fact, Landon would've launched these radios in spring.
But with the mission at hand, he chose to launch it today.
.
As for the radio stations, for now.... there would only be 5 stations, which offered numerous talks on them.
And since Baymard had the same first letter as 'Britain'.... then instead of British Broadcasting Corporation, Landon had switched it to Baymardian Broadcasting Corporation.
In short, it was still the 'BBC'.
Did he steal it from earth?... Yup!!
Was he sorry about doing so?..... Nope!!
It was too iconic, and quite frankly... very easy going on the eyes, or should he say tongue.
.
As for these stations, their names were like so.
1) BBC Radio 1 (88-91 FM): 
▪Local News
▪International News (provided by Landon or spies)
* Of course that also includes war, policies, territories that signed treaties with Baymard, rules and so on.
2) BBC Radio 2 (90-93 FM):
▪Sports
▪Adult-oriented topics, with podcasts on love, Valentine's day, happiness and so on.
3) BBC Radio 3 (91-99 FM):
▪Everything Beauty, from how to take care of skin, teeth and so on... (of course, this station would definitely become popular with the ladies.)
▪Medical Health & Safety, and podcasts from some doctors that educate people on what they're doing wrong and so on. 
▪Food related recipes
.
4) BBC Radio 4 (92-95 FM):
▪Businesses, like Job opportunities, important concerts available, news on when public attractions like the Zoo get competed... and so on.
*important newspaper info would also be added to these segments.
5) BBC Station 5 (97-99 FM):
▪Historical, Drama, Fantasy, Sci-Fi and Comedic Children's story times.
*here, children could listen to new stories anytime of the day.
Anyway, these were Baymard's current stations.
.
And within each individual station, certain time frames would be dedicated for each segment.
Take for example BBC Radio 5, which had 5 children's genres in total.
From:
•Comedic stories~ from  9 - 9:45 A.M
•Dramatical stories~ 10 - 10:45 A.M
•Historical stories~ 11-11:45 A.M
•Sci-Fi or Sciencey ~ 1-1:45 P.M
•Fantasy stories~ 2 - 2:45 P.M
.
And since these stations would close by 9 P.M, then the exact stories would be repeated on that same order from 3 to 8:45 P.M.
One should know that Baymard didn't have any recording or playback devices right now.
Hence they had no choice but to repeat again the same things again and again.
In doing so, those children who missed it due to school and so on... could listen to them again later in the day.
The same went for the workers who would miss news, sports and so on.
In short, these Radio Stations had to cater for everyone's needs.
.
Within the busy stores..... the people squeezed and pushed their way in, as if they were in some sort of fight club.
And in a blink of an eye, these Radios had almost sold out.
Right now, in one of the stores.... only 4 Radios remained.
.
'Dun! Dun! Dun!'
All the customers who had just managed to get in.... quickly made their way towards the shelves.
As soon as they neared the shelves, their eyes immediately turned into predator mode.
The scene immediately turned into a battlefield for them.
.
One of the customers ran as fast as he could, but when he was closing in on  the shelf... someone literally dived on top of him, pushed him down, and rolled away.
'_'
He looked up and realised that it was a woman.
She was definitely cheating!
She looked back at him, and smirked....as if saying: Who told you not to use these moves?
Unfortunately for her, in that split second when she looked back.... someone else ran with a cart, and literally hit her from her side with it, accidentally allowing her to fall into the cart.
.
From there, the man pushed the cart towards the crowd behind him... as if trying to buy himself more time.
The woman glared at him hatefully.
'Can't you see that I'm a woman?"
'Woman Shwomam.... this is equality!!'
'__'
.
Very different from the chaotic scenes within the stores.... those who had just gotten their own Radios, where excitedly listening to the news in amazement.
Santa and his gang were amongst them as well.
One had to know that they had gone undercover in disguise just to get their own as well.
And just from this experience, they had soon realized that they weren't above battling for them as well.
Damn! 
They had done all sorts of crazy stunts, just to get their Radios as well.
Was it crawling on the floors?.... they had done that!
Jumping over people?... Uhhhhh do you still need to ask?
.
At first they wanted to be civilized... but when they saw how crazy the crowd was, they quickly threw those idiotic thoughts out of the way.
F*** it!!
It was now or never!
They entered the jungle, and managed to come out victorious... with little claw marks here and there of course.
.
After reading the instructions that came with the Radio..... Carmelo plugged in the radio, and quickly pressed the tiny red dot on the device.
"Wait!.... turn it to FM 88-91.... I think that's the BBC Station 1!" Adrian said excitedly.
Carmelo turned the large extended disc on the device.... until he got to the first station.
And very quickly, they could hear someone's voice coming from the device.
.
"In other local news, Baymard's first Car show would take place 5 days from now.
We have all been taking our driving exams since last year.... and now, everyone would get the chance to own their own cars.
As for what this car show is?
Well...  you'll just have to see won't you.
I'm Karen Wimblow... and this is the BBC Radio station 1.
Well take a short 15 minutes break now... and when we resume, we'll talk about the latest political development in Arcadina... as well as that from the empire of Terique.
So stay tuned with us, because later on... we will be looking at International news."
.
As they listened on, everyone's eyes almost dropped out of their sockets.
"This is amazing!"
"Just how does that brat keep doing it?"
"Mummy, mummy, is there a person inside this tiny metal Radio?"
"I... I don't know....."
"__"
.
After a while, they switched to other stations, and were thoroughly drawn in... by what they were hearing.
The women wanted to know how to prevent wrinkles.... but the men wanted to either switch back to sports, business or news.
As for the children, they had gotten a glimpse of these stories... and had wanted to keep the channel there.
Looking at the radio, they couldn't help but feel like crying.
They had fought their way in, and had only managed to get one radio.
Now everyone was fighting for it.
The only question they had rightnow, was when the next set of radios would be placed back in stores.
.
"Are you looking to die?... Keep it at station 3!"
"Let me die.... . we'll leave it at station 2!!"
"Pui!... what do you all know?.... it'll stay at station 1, didn't you hear that international news would soon start?"
"And so what?... I want to know about my beauty regimen."
"Station 5..."
"Station 4..."
"__"
.
And just like that, Radio madness had quickly swept over the entire Baymard like a storm.
Ah!... technology.


Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book!
Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best.
Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything.
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Oh... and be sure to check out my other books;
•In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... &
•Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
...............
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

Noah didn't explain anymore, leaving the other three slightly confused on the situation. They didn't question it though, in slight fear that Noah would just ignore them.
"Well come on then. We're leaving," Noah said because he saw the group just awkwardly standing in the same spot. The three were brought back into reality and immediately went to get their stuff, only to realize they didn't have many personal belongings with them. Maverick was out on the front porch so Troy went to go get his faithful companion while Emma just waited for everyone by the front door. Lily waited too but over by the couch, no where near Emma. Troy got back into the house, Maverick followed by his side. Without saying a word Noah left the small cabin and the rest of them quickly followed behind.
The Ballestin Laboratory: What is it used for now?
By Philip Henricks
BBC State Department correspondent
🕙 13 hours ago
For years we have not heard of any activity from the old Laboratory that floats in the sky. We simply forgot about it or at least stopped caring. It was formerly used as a shipment sight for bringing robotic parts into the US. However, lately there has said to be obvious signs of activity coming from the grounds. We can't help but wonder if new technology is being created there. The government has not issued any reports and has not informed the people of Ballestin intentions, so it is easy to assume that they do not want us knowing, or they are not aware themselves. Transportation to the lab has been cut off to the public. The sky lines are only accessible to those that possess an access key. For now we do not have enough evidence and information to reveal what they are creating or doing there but we plan to share with the people of England when we find out.
If any new information if revealed in the next 24 hours it will not be shared until next week for we will need to first confirm it's correct.  If you have information regarding the situation please reach out to the BBC via email. We will respond as soon as possible. Exercise caution when visiting further south in the outskirts of London. If any paranormal activities occur we will need evidence of the event.
Be the first to here the latest news at https://www.bbc.com/news
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Lily read the new article on her phone from the BBC as the group followed Noah. She didn't share the information but she planned to at least tell Noah when they got to their destination. Noah was in front, leading the rest of them who knows where. No one talked to each other but occasionally Troy and Emma exchanged a few words. They walked more south, away from the city, but closer to the laboratory. Maverick stayed close to Troy, never leaving his side. After a while the lack of conversion started to feel awkward. Emma beamed up. She always felt like the only one willing to be friendly but she couldn't stand the silence anymore.
"So Noah, Where exactly are we going?" she asked as she walked a little faster to catch up to Noah.
"I told you, we're going to see someone."
"Yeah, but who? Where does this person live?"
"You'll find that out when we get there." Emma knew she wasn't gonna get an answer from the kid so she just gave in to the silence. Noah and Lily walked ahead while Troy and Emma walked behind them. Emma tried to start conversations with Troy but they never seemed to go anywhere. They passed by some houses. None of the civilians looked twice at them. To everyone else they just seemed like normal kids. Even if they did have a few robotic limbs no one would think it was abnormal. This was London, after all. The technology gold mine of the world. The cars didn't even touch the ground, parts of the world floated even though there was gravity. This had been the "normal" for everyone after the war. The United States used to have everything. Now they practically had nothing. England's population had tripled since the end of WW7, leaving America with only the people who couldn't afford a plane ticket. 
Of course, not all of London was perfect. The outskirts were full of people that you didn't necessarily want to be friends with. Most of which were against the rules and believed that London was just trying to use people. Here, everything was just like it was 700 years ago. No fancy suits, no robot butlers. They believed it was better this way, and maybe they were right.
It seemed like they were getting nowhere. It was nightfall now and were seated on the rough pavement of a deserted road. They planned to spend the night here considering no one had or even thought to bring a flashlight along.  Still, no one talked to each other. They felt like strangers now. It was for their own good though. If they were found by Ballestin they would most likely be killed, or worse. 
The stars weren't as bright tonight. Probably because of the luminescent light from the city. Besides the road was a grass field in while Maverick enjoyed running around in. Troy and Emma laughed as he chased his tail. 
"Put your phone down, Lily, everything you read on there is just junk," Noah said as he observed what Lily was reading. She was scanning over the same article again. She had been for hours. The more times she did the angrier she got. 
She didn't listen to Noah, she didn't even give him a response. Noah didn't like that. He took her phone out of her hand and put it carefully in his pocket. 
"I'll hang on to this for you."
'Great,' Lily though, 'he's about six years younger then you and acting like a father.' Father. Lily didn't like that word. She didn't feel like arguing with Noah anymore. Her anger turned to sadness. She laid down, the pavement was hard and felt sharp. As she closed her eyes she felt Noah's on her. Even without looking she could tell her was mad. 
"Such maturity he has for his age," Lily thought. After a while Maverick was out of energy. Troy and Emma took this as a sign that they should sleep too. Noah refused to close his eyes for too long considering they were completely out in the open. He didn't want anything bad to happen to his friends, or himself. He knew it would be safer if one person just kept watch.

It is the year 2764. Russians have established a lab in London. The four elements, fire, water, earth, and wind we're their desires. The elements were placed in four teenagers, they we're created to rehabilitate the world. A doctor named Lucas Henricks has the secrets to their plans. Emma, Noah, Lily, and Troy must find this doctor and figure out a way to stop Ballestin, the name of the laboratory.
The group of elements have never meet before but they can feel that they are connected in some way, and they are correct. Noah is the only one who knows what lies inside the lab and he will need to be the one to lead the group through their quest.

The battle on Mars happened over a week ago and January quickly came to an end.
The original plan was not altered due to external controversies. Celestial Trade Biotechnology Summit was held as scheduled at the end of the month.
The Biotechnology Summit was held in "Heart of the Sea" in the northern part of Coro Island. The large-scale landmark building that integrated shopping, accommodation, leisure, and business was one of the defining structures of Xin and was printed on all tourism advertisements.
A total of ten Devil Worm specimens were dissected and made into a total of more than 500 exhibits. The exhibits were transported by Celestial Marines to the Convention and Exhibition Center. These specimens ranged from the tissue cells of the Devil Worm to the entire specimen itself. Exhibits such as blood, heart, and limbs were individually exhibited.
All the exhibits were tightly sealed in a vacuum by a double-layer bullet-proof glass. An incendiary bomb was placed inside the display. If a leak was detected, the incendiary would ignite to generate temperature over 5,000 degrees, which would destroy all samples inside the display. It was designed to prevent the invasion of foreign bacteria and viruses into the ecological environment of the city.
Because the bomb charge was strictly controlled, people outside would not be harmed.
In addition to the exhibits, Celestial Marines also appeared at the summit. A soldier in kinetic skeleton stood next to each large showcase and held a loaded Reaper Assault Rifle.
The exhibition would run for one month.
On the first day of the exhibition, the number of tourists in Heart of the Sea doubled. The Xin Ministry of Transport had to send more traffic police to maintain the order in nearby areas to ensure that foreign delegations and media could enter the venue… The ancient vehicles that could not operate on maglev roads were indeed troublesome.
It was not only journalists and scholars who were allowed to enter the exhibition, many tourists that visited Coro City would also not miss this opportunity.
After all, it was a Mars species that they have never seen in this life! Or the life before!
Everyone used to think there was only an empty desert on the red planet.
Even if they placed a dinosaur specimen in the exhibition, the venue would still be packed. It wouldn't matter if people didn't understand what they see, the purpose was to take photos…
"My God, this bug is huge!" A tourist exclaimed.
"Mom, I want a photo of me riding on top of it!" The bratty child cried as he dragged on his mother's sleeve.
"At this size, it's difficult to associate it with insects..." Someone commented
Of course, for safety reasons, visitors could only take photos outside of the safety line. They could not take photos too close to the specimen.
Media reporters were allowed to cross the line but were also not allowed to touch the glass showcase.
However, pictures were enough to showcase the fearsome nature of the giant-sized Devil Worm from 3.7 billion years ago.
"The longest Devil Worm specimen has reached 20 meters, and the shortest is still 13 meters long... seven times bigger than the largest known arthropod, the Japanese Spider Crab! Its existence has opened up a new perspective on arthropods!"
"What kind of gene do they possess to allow them to survive more than three billion years? Perhaps only the mysterious nature has an answer..."
"Mars is a crazy place!"
"I can't wait to go to Mars to give an interview with these big guys, but Celestial Trade staff recommended me not to do that..."
In the venue, reporters commented on these specimens in front of cameras. Although the information available to them was only surface level, it was more than enough to satisfy the public's curiosity about Mar's creatures.
A BBC reporter was speaking in front of a specimen and as he finished his speech on the Devil Worm's blood, he then saw a group of people had gathered at one corner of the venue.
He remembered there was no exhibits there.
"A crowd gathered in front of the organizer's office. Most of them are over 50 years old. What happened? Let's interview one of them... Hello, mister, are you here—"
"Protest!" The old man with glasses and a white beard said with anger, "As you can see, we are protesting! Why can't we participate in the research! They are obstructing academic freedom!"
"Yes! On behalf of the Harvard School of Life Sciences, I protest against what Celestial Trade is doing. Nationality should not be an obstruction to scientific progress!" The professor moved closer to the camera and expressed his dissatisfaction. "I clearly received a nomination for the Devil Worm Research Team, but the Earth Defense Alliance crossed me off the list because of my nationality? That is too strange!"
He had attended many scientific research summits, and he was invited every single time by the organizer. However, this was the first summit he took the initiative and applied to attend for a summit, and he was rejected!
If this happened any where else, he would have blacklisted the company for life.
However this time...
He purchased the ticket at his own expense.
There was no other reason than the fact that it was an exhibit on Mar's species. Even if he could not get into the lab, he still wished to see its appearance. So he considered this a vacation at the island on western Pacific.
However, when he saw the 20-meter-long Devil Worm, and the green blood labeled as highly acidic on the side of the showcase, his odd compulsive disorder suddenly started to take effect - feeling uncomfortable if he did not touch the specimen syndrome!
However, when he went to see the staff at the summit and showed his identity, and then subtly hinted at the fact that he could help the summit by studying the specimen and offering some advice, the staff member brought him here with an eccentric look... and that's how he joined the protesters.
"Professor, may I ask you for your name?" Seeing that the old man looked familiar, the BBC reporter quietly asked.
"Martin Karplus!"
The BBC reporter immediately showed his respect, but at the same time, disbelief grew in his eyes.
As a reporter who has focused on technology interviews for many years, he was certainly familiar with this old man. Martin Karplus was the winner of the 2013 Nobel Prize in Chemistry. The creation of multiscale models for complex chemical systems was a milestone for chemical technology!
However, it was because of the shocking identity of the old man which made the reporter even more confused.
A respected academic scholar like him normally did not accept invitations from normal companies! Now that Martin Karplus offered to help, Celestial Trade should not rejected the offer.
However, the reporter soon saw a familiar face behind Martin Karplus.
Michael Levitt!
Like Martin Karplus, he was also one of the winners of the 2013 Nobel Prize in Chemistry with dual citizenship in the UA and the United Kingdom. He graduated from Cambridge and was a professor of structural biology at Stanford University.
He was awarded for the same reason as Martin Karplus, but his research direction was different. Professor Michael's research field was mainly bio-computing, and he was one of the first scientists to design DNA and protein molecular dynamics simulation! He ultimately started a new era of "structure to function" in the field of biophysics!
In a simple sentence, these two were the "great magicians" in the scientific community.
However, these "great magicians" were blocked from attending the summit?
He then looked at the other people... Their fame and achievements were no inferior compared to the Nobel Prize winners, or perhaps even superior.
The BBC reporter sensed a story and immediately asked the assistant to direct the camera. He walked forward with a smile, handed the microphone to them, and gave them an opportunity to express their dissatisfaction…


After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse.
If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation.
But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven.
Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere.
What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day.
iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom?
Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat.
Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time... 


Chapter Fifteen: More 'Faiths' Are Added And Gambling
Spring was starting to progress nicely as was Isabella's pregnancy. I still dropped into the Bull for a quick pint, either on my way back from school or property dealings and renovations. Understandably I wanted to spend more time with my wife.
Pretty much the usual crew was there. However, their numbers had expanded. There was a Sufi Muslim Imam, a Hindu, and a Buddhist priest along with a Jewish Rabbi. Plus a lady who is a Wicca, a follower of pagan witchcraft.
Sid and Beryl had to consulate their daughters regarding the food and drink for each of these different religious groups. They all seemed to want to avoid alcohol. This was not the case with the Wicca lady who seemed to relish a combination of pints of real ale and wine.
As I said I did not want to get too involved as I did not want to stay long. The meeting seemed to be getting pretty unmanageable, given its size and diversity.
Magda was given 'chair cleaning duties'. This soon brought Old Slippery back to life, so to speak. He sat back in his chair and seemed very amused. It took him a while to appraise the newcomers. The 'newcomers' were certainly taken aback. Reading about the ghost was one thing, seeing him 'for real' was another. Slippery looked at and appraised each newcomer very carefully. In his day all of these religions would have belonged in some distant and far off land. Maybe not so the Wicca representative.
There were rumours that The Right Hon Jake Horatio Higginbottom' had contacts with pagan groups at that time. These were practitioners of 'dark magic'. This was not the case with this lady, as she was a 'white witch'. The 'wise woman', healer and midwife of the deep past. She had a strong belief in the power of nature. She was also a shaman.
All the new people were reporting that Slippery had entered their minds. This seemed to be a trick that he was gleefully employing.
Pamela Parsons from the BBC had also found time to be there. She was used to chairing large meetings. This group seemed too diverse and did not have a specific focus to make any real progress. She suggested everyone was welcome to contribute to the new documentary that was being produced via the BBC and 'Slippery Productions'. Everything in it would be open to everyone present for discussion and anyone could make alterations. She thanked Dr. Amelia Smith and Professor James Hudson for their contributions to date as well as access to the work of their Ph.D. students on this topic. She would welcome any insight from any of the newcomers at the Bull. They all agreed to this as it seemed to make sense. Contact details were duly exchanged.
As for mind-reading, Professor Hudson stated that mind reading and telepathy had long been debunked by scientific studies. He had to admit, however, that something strange was going on here. He mooted the possibility of a test in the Bull. This could not take place with such a large number as there was at present. There was a consensus that this was an excellent idea.
Each of the new participants then added some thoughts of their own. A number had experienced Old Slippery wandering around in their heads.
Professor James Hudson raised the notion of 'tells'. These were something that poker players could pick up from other players. These were reflex subconscious reactions. Maybe the ghost could read these? This did not explain, however, how the ghost seemed to actually enter your mind? This seemed to be the case. Alternatively is this just what psychologists call 'emphatic accuracy', the ability to read a whole set of 'tells' accurately?
But again people did feel that the ghost was actually 'in their heads'! However, there were mystical traditions in Buddhism and Hinduism. Vihaan Bhat, the Hindu Priest, said he would look into this. Everybody discussed mysticism. Every major religion had a branch that specialized in this. Everyone else said they would also investigate these 'mind-reading' incidents. They had all experienced something since entering The Bull, to a greater or lesser extent.

A Strange Ghostly Tale Of Slippery Jake The Regency Rake. 
Outline

This story is based in a London Pub from a few years ago. Slippery Jake returns to haunt the Bull Public House.
He is not your usual ghost by any means. He can be very ruthless but he is also very protective towards the pub.
His is a journey of redemption for the heinous he has committed.

Not only did the crowd respond well to Vera's report, but her report attracted the attention of various media outlets that attended the International Congress of Mathematicians.
For a long time, mathematics had always been viewed as a male-dominated field. Very few women were able to make outstanding mathematics achievements. This meant that any mathematics achievements by a woman were amplified.
Not to mention, the Collatz conjecture was a difficult conjecture in and of itself.
However, unfortunately for the media, this female mathematician didn't like to be interviewed, and she was almost scared of the camera.
But even though the media wasn't able to interview Vera, they were able to get ahold of Vera's supervisor.
The fourth day of the International Congress of Mathematicians.
A reporter from BBC science arranged a time to interview Lu Zhou at a coffee shop near the Barra Da Tijuca Hotel.
BBC reporter: "… We all know you had a hand in both of the reports. The proof of the Collatz conjecture was completed by your student, Vera Pulyuy. What do you think of your student?"
Lu Zhou said, "Vera is a stellar student. Whether it was her, Qin Yue, or Hardy, they are all extremely talented in number theory. I don't think we should pay attention to gender as I've met many outstanding female scholars."
BBC reporter: "I heard Vera received guidance from you when researching the Collatz conjecture, and many people think that you were the one who solved this conjecture. What do you think about those rumors?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I only provided an idea to the solution, the entire proof process was done by them. There is no doubt about that. Also, as you can see, the Group Structure Method is an excellent additive number theory tool which I believe can be used to solve a variety of problems."
Reporter: "Which problem do you think the Group Structure Method can solve? Or rather, which field?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Do you really want me to say it? Actually, even if I don't say it, I'm sure my peers could've guessed it by now."
The reporter smiled and said, "Just say it, say it for the people outside of the mathematics field."
Lu Zhou gave a simple answer—"Waring's Conjecture."
Waring's Conjecture was a classic additive number theory conjecture.
This conjecture originated from the "Depths of Algebra" published by Waring in 1770. Edward Waring guessed that for every natural number k, k had an associated positive integer g(k) such that every natural number was the sum of at most g(k) natural numbers to the power of k. 
As a classic additive number theory problem, there were many people who were conducting research on this problem.
The existence of g(k) had been proved by Hilbert in a rather complicated way where the case of g(2) = 4 was the quadratic sum theorem, which was proved by Larter in the eighteenth century.
Wieferich, Chandrasekhar, and Chen Jingrun proved the cases for g(3), g(4), and g(5).
If Lu Zhou had to answer which conjecture he was the most optimistic he could solve, then it undoubtedly would be the Waring's Conjecture.
"That's surprising…" the reporter said as she looked at Lu Zhou with surprise. Although she wasn't an academic scholar, she was still a science journalist, and she had a good understanding of mathematics conjectures.
The BBC reporter continued to ask, "Then, regarding your other report, we all know you have proved a solution to the Navier–Stokes equations, and the academic community also validates your proof… But, hypothetically speaking, if this proposition isn't proved, but rather disproved, how will that impact our lives?"
Lu Zhou rested his hands on his knees. He smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "If this proposition is falsified, then its meaning would be more significant. Take the smooth solution as an example, if we find that in one particular point in time, the equations are no longer smooth, then it would mean that no only have we solved an unanswered mathematics problem, but we also have discovered a new physics theorem."
The reporter said, "Then… are you disappointed?"
Lu Zhou sighed and said, "Kind of disappointed… Actually, when I worked with Professor Fefferman on this project, we always thought we found this special point in time. Unfortunately, it was just an illusion."
"How did you discover it was an illusion?"
"When I was running around the lake… As for the specific thought process…" Lu Zhou looked around and asked, "Is there a blackboard? If there is, I can explain it in detail."
The reporter said, "There's… no need."
The media reports were released the day after the interview. Some fragments of the report were edited out by BBC science, but it kept most of the original interview content.
Lu Zhou watched the news on Youtube and looked at the comment section.
Unfortunately, foreign people didn't seem to be interested in mathematics and learning, and the attention was all on Vera.
The most liked comments were basically "This chick is hot!", "I want to visit Ukraine", "Does she have a boyfriend?", etc.
Lu Zhou admitted that Vera, who stood on stage despite her fears and completed her report bravely, was an attractive sight. However, Vera's physical appearance shouldn't be the center of attention.
They're so superficial!
Lu Zhou shook his head and closed the video tab. He wasn't happy that the foreign netizens completely ignored his part of the video…
…
The main part of the International Congress of Mathematicians was the exchange of academic ideas; many wonderful theses and reports had also emerged due to this conference. Lu Zhou gained a lot through this conference.
After spending each day at the conference meaningfully, the nine-day International Congress of Mathematicians finally came to a close. The closing ceremony was of a type of dance by South Americans.
After the closing ceremony, the conference logo was taken down from the Barra Da Tijuca Hotel, and the scholars from all over the world flew back home.
It was worth mentioning that Birkar didn't find his medal.
However, the conference organizer generously held a special ceremony and made up for the lost medal.
Professor Fefferman was sitting on the plane when he said, "… Rio's public safety is disappointing. There are even participants who have been robbed on the beach. There is no doubt that this is the worst ICM in history as there has never been a theft of the Fields Medal medal before. Not to mention, the theft happened half an hour after the prize ceremony."
South America, particularly Brazil, was strong in the field of dynamical systems. This was one of the reasons why the conference was held in Rio de Janeiro.
Although the International Mathematical Union team had some security concerns about Rio de Janeiro, they didn't expect the situation to be this bad and for something unfortunate like this to happen.
The local police of Rio de Janeiro was even more disappointing.
If it weren't for the excellent conference reports, this conference would have been a complete failure…
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Why don't they hold it in Beijing? I can guarantee the medal would have been found."
Of course, Lu Zhou felt like before the thief could even reach for the medal, the thief's hand would have been chopped off.
After being overseas for so long, other than his friends and family, Lu Zhou missed China's safety the most.
Professor Fefferman smiled.
"This is a good idea, I'm sure it will happen one day!"


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

10th August, 20xx
An event that took the modern society in frenzy.

1 august, 20xx; BBC news; soul city 
'Sighting of a portal has been seen near mount trysail we are providing coverage of the area as provided by the army chopper' a reporter

25TH AUGUST, 20xx, American military base; fort believer
"CAPTAIN THEY ARE COMING" THE ARMY BATTELS FURIOUSLY TO COMBACT THE CRISIS

31TH AUGUST, 20xx, BBC news; Delhi
'THE ORDER OF SOCIETY HAS FALLEN ABOUT THREE FORTH OF THE WORLD IS OVER RUN BY MONSTER TACTICAL NUCLEAR STRIKES WERE DEPLOYED, SACRIFISES OF CITIES SUCH AS DELHI, NEWYORK, TOKYO, SEOUL, AND BEJJING'

19 DECEMBER, 2020, Beijing 
A BLACKSMITH HIRED BY THE GOVT CREATES THE FIRST EVER KNOWN WEAPON CHARGED WITH SPIRITUAL ENERGY 
THE "CARDIMON MK-101"

23 JULY, 2021, survivor pov
THE MAN KINNG ARMED WITH THEE WEAPONS START TO CONCUR THE LAND FALLEN TO THE MONSTERS 

17 JULY, 20xx
THE WEAPONS ADVANCE WITH THE RELEASE OF 
'Cardamom mk-102'
And other mislanious weapons boosted by the arsenals of the military of countries 
As the cores obtained from the monsters were refined a peculiar energy was emitted the new refined weapons were now unusable for the military and could only wielded by miscarried who called themselves awakened this was the rise of the awakened 

20, years later 
The awakened worldwide assembled under the famous name hunter Jake tyrant, also known as widow maker.
The monsters were slaughtered left and right Asia and Europe had been cleared docile beasts suck as nekomata (which were a female only race) and female of other docile breeds were taken slave the 'beasts ' were not given any humanitarian right humans tamed  monsters and used them to fight their own brethren 

Jake tyrant was at the helm and mankind survived it Jake was made a demigod by one of the sovereigns and the peace was established the lands were divided between races 
Also Jake and other demigods that represented the humans had children these had white wings and were known as angles. Devil gods were known as fallen angles.

The area of Asian Europe was reserved for mankind the crises was death of 2 billion people worldwide. The north Americas was given to beast races that could speak, south of Americas was home to all unruly beasts without intelligence 

The Africa was divided by angles and fallen angles, the Australia's were given to the devils 


Also dominating minorities such as vampires and elves were still unknown \
Now the world in constantly in chaos the races fight for supremacy 

Our story begins about 100 years in future

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