...
Yan Xiu had already done his best. From taking the two hits from Fang Zhengzhi, to channeling all of his remaining energy into the Dao of Asura, Yan Xiu had calculated everything perfectly.
　　
However, he did not expect Fang Zhengzhi to charge at him!
"I guess he’s not scared of getting hurt!" Yan Xiu thought to himself. Then, his face paled.
Fang Zhengzhi lunged, his arms outstretched. Even though Fang Zhengzhi’s injuries would be aggravated, but, his attack also had immense power.
Yan Xiu had not taken this into consideration.
"Sh*t!" He spat out a mouthful of blood. In that moment, the red glow surrounding his body disappeared.
Because...
　　
Yan Xiu had no energy left. He had fainted.
This was the most dramatic end to the duel. No one would have guessed that in this critical battle, both candidates would be thrown off the stage at the same time.
"Boom!"
　
Dust shot skyward.
"Yan Xiu, how are you?" Fang Zhengzhi cradled Yan Xiu in his arms the moment he recovered.
　
"Doctor!" Emperor Lin Mubai hollered without hesitation.
"Here!" A doctor on standby replied immediately. He rushed over to Yan Xiu and began diagnosing him.
　　
The atmosphere around the arena was tense.
　
After all, Yan Xiu was the heir to the Yan Family of Western Liang. He had such talent and potential. Should anything happen to him, both the empire and the Yan Family would have suffered a great loss.
"Your highness, his injuries are not severe. He simply fainted from overexertion. He should make a full recovery within five days!" The doctor reported.
　　
"Okay, I will leave Yan Xiu in your care." Emperor Lin Mubai nodded.
"Yes your highness!" The doctor carried Yan Xiu to his residence with the help of a few assistants.
　
The crowd parted for them to pass.
Fang Zhengzhi watched as Yan Xiu was carried away. He hesitated for a moment, then ran after the doctor.
"Fang Zhengzhi, where do you think you’re going?" Ping Yang pouted when she saw Fang Zhengzhi attempt to leave. The emperor has yet to announce the results, how dare you run away?
　
She had to educate him on the rules and courtesies here.
This would prevent him from causing even more trouble.
"Your highness, do you not see my injuries? I need to find a doctor!" Fang Zhengzhi turned to look at Ping Yang with a pained expression.
　
"Find a doctor?" Ping Yang wanted to ask him where his injuries were. However, she swallowed her words.
After all, based on the intensity of that battle, Fang Zhengzhi was probably injured.
Seeing that Ping Yang did not reply, he turned to look at Yan Xiu, then prepared to leave. However, he was not in luck.
　　
He was stopped by yet another person.
This person was Xing Qingsui.
"Thank you Fang Zhengzhi." Xing Qingsui said. He thanked Fang Zhengzhi for allowing him to understand what was force. Then, he looked at Fang Zhengzhi’s injuries, "The Stabilization Constabulary has fought many battles throughout the years. We have medicine to treat your injuries. Why don’t..."
He wanted to ask if Fang Zhengzhi wanted to go there to heal.
However, Fang Zhengzhi waved him off, "It’s okay, I’m quite busy. I’ll go off first!"
Then, before Xing Qingsui could reply, he bounded away.
　
Xing Qingsui was rooted to the ground. He did not know whether to go after Fang Zhengzhi.
All of the officials were dumbfounded by the exchange.
　　
"Xing Qingsui thanked him? Whatever for?"
"Does the Stabilization Constabulary really have a relationship with Fang Zhengzhi?"
All of the officials started to guess in their minds. However, none of them dared to voice their thoughts. After all, the Stabilization Constabulary was a pillar of the empire.
　　
The leader of the 13!
Who would dare say anything without concrete evidence?
"Doctor Li, follow the Sword Envoy and tend to his injuries." Emperor Lin Mubai looked at Xing Qingsui, then back at Fang Zhengzhi. His eyes glimmered, then he turned to a doctor beside him and ordered.
"Yes your highness!" Doctor Lee nodded and raced after Fang Zhengzhi.
All of the officials were stunned to see an empty stage.
　　
Both of them left? Who wins this round?
　　
"Did you have a clear look? Who hit the ground first?"
"I think it is Fang Zhengzhi, after all, he was the one who was hit."
"I won’t be so sure. Yan Xiu was already unconscious. As such, he would not be able to suppress Fang Zhengzhi in the air. He could have hit the ground first. Furthermore, Yan Xiu had lost any power to fight after fainting. According to the rules, Yan Xiu should have lost."
"The invigilator did not announce that Yan Xiu lost the ability to fight. That means that the duel was still ongoing. According to the rules, the winner should be the second one to hit the ground."
All of the officials continued to discuss the potential result. This duel would affect the rankings for the imperial examination.
"We will follow the rules of the imperial examinations. Three days later, the Imperial Academy and the invigilators will announce the rankings!" Emperor Lin Mubai heard the discussions and announced to the crowd.
"Yes your highness!"
"Yes your highness!"
　
"Yes your highness!"
King Duan, the Ninth Prince, as well as all the imperial messengers acknowledged the order.
Emperor Lin Mubai nodded, then left.
Ping yang was still slightly unhappy that Fang Zhengzhi left. She stood up from her seat, then recalled her wager. "Brother, will you send someone to give me the Sun Shooting Bow, or should I send someone to collect it?"
"I will have someone send it to you tomorrow!" King Duan’s expression changed, but he grit his teeth and took the hit.
　
"Thank you brother!" Ping Yang beamed.
　　...
　　
The preliminary court examinations may have come to a close, however, everyone knew that it was far from over.
Fang Zhengzhi’s ability to use the Divine Constabulary and Stabilization Constabulary techniques had already attracted the attention of the officials.
More importantly, this duel affected the rankings for the imperial examination, but there was no clear result.
Who would top the imperial examinations?
　　
Would it be Fang Zhengzhi, or Yan Xiu?
The answer would only be revealed in three days.
Furthermore, there was one other issue.
This issue had been forcefully suppressed by Emperor Lin Mubai. It was the massacre of the soldiers in the Northern Mountain Village.
Before this, Fang Zhengzhi was not inside the capital. In order for the Ministry of Law to investigate him, they required the approval of the Emperor.
Furthermore, Fang Zhengzhi had just been promoted to a rank four official. If they issued an arrest warrant, the public may think that this was an attempt to retrieve the Traceless Sword.
These were all valid concerns.
However, now that Fang Zhengzhi was back, these questions were void. This case concerned the lives of hundreds of soldiers.
　　
They simply could not let it slide.
Even the Emperor himself did not have any reason to suppress it now. This case would naturally fall into the hands of the Ministry of Law.
In the Crown Prince’s residence, Minister Wan Chong presented his idea to the Crown Prince. As long as the Crown Prince was willing to support it, he would present the idea to the Emperor.
Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping was just below the Crown Prince. He knocked the table lightly with his right hand. He frowned, clearly undecided.
"Prime Minister, what do you think?" Crown Prince Lin Tianrong was more than happy to ask for advice.
"I think that this is not a bad opportunity, but... it isn’t great." Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Please elaborate." Crown Prince Lin Tianrong was slightly confused.
"Based on the information I’ve gathered, Chi Guyan and Princess Ping Yang were at the scene as well. It would be difficult for us to convict Fang Zhengzhi with these two around. At the very most, we could convict him for overdoing it."
"Do you think we should just let it slide?" Minister Wan Chong frowned, unwilling to give Fang Zhengzhi a pass.
"Since we are not guaranteed to get a conviction, I think we should just let this incident be a thorn in the court’s side."
　
"So you think we should wait a while longer?" Crown Prince Lin Tianrong seemed to heave a sigh of relief.
"Yes, since we have already waited this long, I don’t think we would mind waiting a little while longer. The results of the imperial examinations are about to be released. I think King Duan has a lot on his mind right now. Let’s see what his decision will be!" Yu Yiping nodded.
"Okay then, we will do as the Left Prime Minister says. Wan Chong, suppress this incident for now!"
"Yes your highness!"
　　...
The imperial academy was slightly more rowdy than usual.
The rankings for the imperial examinations were not set just yet. Furthermore, the Emperor had only given them three days to decide.
To make matters worse, the Chief Imperial Messenger, Han Zhangfeng, was still locked up in jail. His replacement was also unwell, leaving the imperial academy without a leader.
Everyone in the city was discussing the potential results of the imperial examinations.
There were many betting houses giving odds for the results.
"Come come, place your bets on the rankings! You will win however much you bet! The results will be out in three days! Don’t miss this chance! Yan Xiu or Fang Zhengzhi! You can make a fortune on this!"
"I bet 50 silvers!"
"Move to the side! I bet 200 silvers on Yan Xiu!"
Voices continued to ring out within the city. The initially bustling city became even more boisterous.
　　
Inside the restaurants and hotels...
　　
There were groups of well dressed men sitting about. They were all talents coming to participate in the court examinations. Naturally, they were concerned about the rankings.
"Young Master Li, what are your views on the rankings?"
"I don’t know for sure. However, I don’t think that it is a difficult guess."
"Oh? Please enlighten us!"
"This was a duel with no clear result. As such, the result will be determined by the people. All we have to do is guess the result that the majority wants."
"What the majority wants? Do you mean that Yan Xiu will rank first?"
"Yan Xiu had suppressed Fang Zhengzhi for most of the battle. Furthermore, from the viewpoint of the Emperor, Yan Xiu is superior to Fang Zhengzhi. By letting the imperial academy decide, he has already made the results clear."
"It is no wonder you were in the First Honor Roll for the last edition of the imperial examinations. Everything you have said makes sense. Based on my sources, King Duan is in control of the rankings ever since Han Zhangfeng was imprisoned. Since Fang Zhengzhi killed so many of his soldiers, it is unlikely that he will favor Fang Zhengzhi."
"Exactly! He is very lucky to have been able to make it this far despite just being a commoner. How can he still take home the top spot for the imperial examinations? Traditionally, the top spot has been a talented and influential person. Previously, it was Chi Guyan, and before that, it was Nangong Hao. They were all talents!"
"The Yan Family has been silent for almost a decade. I never expected them to shock the world all of a sudden!"
"Hahaha, that is true! My cousin was once with the Yan Family. I think he will be in town tomorrow. We can go build some bridges then."
"I heard that Yan Xiu is icy cold. We will need you to help us break the ice."
"Sure, sure..."
　　...
Whilst the city was noisy, King Duan’s residence was eerily quiet. Armored soldiers patrolled the grounds. Birds did not even dare to caw within a hundred meter radius.
"Mr Hua, King Duan is waiting for you in the study. He has not had a sip of water or soup. Could you please..."
"Mm, give it to me, I will bring it in!" Mr Hua took the food from the attendant and sent him away.
　
"Thank you." The attendant took his leave.
Mr Hua looked at the food in his hand. He was in no rush to enter the study. Instead, he turned and walked to a pavilion to his side.
"Your highness is always patrolling the camps. Yet, you are mulling in your study now. I don’t think that this is a problem I can solve. You’ll just have to wait then!"
Mr Hua sat in the pavilion and a cloaked figure appeared in the near distance.
"So fast? Your talent is a little glaring!" Mr Hua looked at the approaching figure, smiling icily as he did so.


This is a strange and inexplicable world...Mountains, water, stones, flowers, grass, trees, wood, the Sun, moonlight, stars... 
All creation under the Heavens and Earths are sources of energy. In this world, there are all the classics from his previous world, but there is a new addition: The Law of Dao. 
Fang Zhengzhi was conflicted. I can obtain power from reading books? Should I read Tao Te Ching first? Or should I read The Art of Becoming Invisible? What about the Analects of Confucius or... The Golden Lotus? 
With The Law Of Dao as his foundation, can Fang Zhengzhi master the Dao of All Creation and open the gate of God?

Time passed by and Noir was now 4.
Noir being able to walk and talk was now able to wander around through the halls of the manor. His first destination? The library.
His mother often read bedtime stories which provided him information about this world.
Noir entered the library and walked over to a certain section that read history. Well, it was actually pretty much everything, to be honest.
Noir took out the book that read, "The history of the Mystic Eyes."
He sat on a couch and opened the book, then began reading.
According to the book, the mystic eyes are a way of showing power and strength, as well as your rank in the spiritual world. The history of the mystic eyes go way back, about more than 10,000 years. According to the text in the book, it is said that mystic eyes were originally possessed by the person who discovered the use of magic. Being the only one who had mystic eyes and magic, he was able to build a kingdom from scratch. Forming the empire of Caligula.
It was determined that the mystic eyes were the source of magic, thus how he was able to use magic. The mystic eyes were not just able to grant a person the ability to use magic, but it also empowered them, granting them enhanced speed, strength, durability, agility, reflexes, senses, stamina, and super-regenerative skills. These effects are always active and can be suppressed whenever. Utilizing the mystic eye brings out the full potential of these effects, however, they drain one's stamina at a terrifying rate.
Along with that, the mystic eye grants their wielder an ability that can only be used by them. Nera's mystic eye ability allows her to torture someone from the inside. Noir remember the first time when he looked directly into Nera's eye and he remembered the experience. Since Nera awoke her mystic eye and was inexperienced, Noir was lucky he didn't lose his mind. This goes the same for his father whose mystic eye is similar except he causes an illusion that drives whoever stares at the slit in his eyes for too long to go crazy. Luckily his mother had a different ability unlike Nera and his father. Argentu's eye allows her to negate any attack directed at her or anyone. This was a good ability for defense.
Noir wonders when his mystic eye will awaken. In the book, it says that most children awaken their mystic eyes at the age of 4. It was only three months after he turned 4 and he was still waiting.
'I hope I don't have to wait till I'm 5 or something.'
If he did, that would've been embarrassing and he would've been a late bloomer. Noir didn't want to dig deeper into the matter and continued to read the book.
What interested Noir was the rankings. It seems that mystic eyes have rankings that determine how special you are in the spiritual world. In the real world, ranks are determined by how powerful you are and your usefulness, unlike the spiritual world.
There are 4 rankings in the spiritual world: the unpolished, the crest, the potent, and the seraphic. These rankings are determined by the mystic eye's appearance, and it is also determined by your soul. If your soul is fitting, you can get crest or higher but if your soul is stained, you will be gifted unpolished which is not something Noir would like.
Noir knowing what he did in his past life already knew he was going to get a mystic eye of unpolished rank. His whole family has mystic eyes ranking in potent. Most nobles are granted eyes of crest and potent level. But there is no news of anyone getting mystic eyes ranking in seraphic until word of the princess obtaining seraphic eyes got around.
"If only I could get seraphic mystic eyes. But with my luck, I'd probably get unpolished."
After reading the book, he closed it and placed it back onto the shelf. Noir got up from the couch and exited the library.
From what Noir heard from his sister when one awakens their mystic eye, they will feel an immense amount of pain. Though it would only happen for a few seconds, he didn't really want to experience such pain.
As Noir exited the library, he was suddenly attacked by Nera who seemed to be much taller now.
"Noir~"
"Nera, stop doing that. It's uncomfortable and everyone is watching," Noir said as servants passed by.
"Aww, but I need my daily dose of Noir," she said as she began to sniff Noir's hair. Noir didn't even want to fight back. Once a brocon latches onto their target, it's almost impossible to escape. Noir knows that from experience.
"By the way, father requests your presence in the living room," Nera said as she rested her chin on Noir's hair, "Soft..."
"Hmm? Why?" Noir asked.
"Who knows?" Responded Nera.
"Alright then… can you let me go now?"
"Just one more sniff."
***
Noir opened the door to the living and looked over at the fireplace. His father was sitting in a chair reading a book.
Drake looked over at the door and smiled at Noir.
"Sit down, Noir."
Noir nodded and sat at the seat across from him. Drake closed his book and placed it on the table.  Drake snapped his fingers and the fire in the fireplace was relit.
"So, have you felt anything yet?" Drake asked Noir who was getting comfortable in his seat.
"No, nothing yet father," Noir frowned and looked down.
Drake crossed his arms and activated his mystic eyes.
"Then we will try it that way."
"What way?"
When Noir looked up to see his father's face, he met with his eyes. The void in his slit pupil suddenly plunges him into darkness.
Noir was drifting in an ocean alone once more. Noir looked around and sighed.
'Not this place again,' Noir thought. This place was exactly where he was before he reincarnated. The dark ocean.
Noir tried to understand why his father used his mystic eyes on him. Then he remembered something in the book he read. One can awaken their mystic eyes under pressure. His father was trying to help him awaken his mystic eyes by this use. However, will it work though?
After what felt like an hour, Noir suddenly felt a hand grab his foot. Noir quickly took a breath before he submerged into the water.
Noir attempted to kick the hand but to no avail. It was just like last time he was submerged in the water. His other foot was grabbed and he was dragged further down.
However, this time, there was no light at the bottom of the ocean. Instead, there was a dark abyss that awaited him. That's when Noir suddenly remembered all his loved ones in his past life. How they guided him through the tough world, how they protected him, and how they loved him. He was unable to protect them all.
His eyes started flashing red. They kept on flashing and flashing until Noir vomited blood.
He woke up and tears fell down from his eyes and vomited blood onto the ground. Drake got up and ran over to his son's side.
"It hurts!" Noir screamed as he clutched his eyes.
"Crap, Gage!" Drake yelled and a butler entered the room.
"Get a doctor now!"
Gage nodded and went to retrieve a doctor.
"It's alright Noir, help is coming," Drake said as he comforted Noir.
***
A few hours passed after the incident.
Drake was pacing in front of Noir's room, worried about the results. Argentu and Nera stood patiently, also worried about Noir.
Eventually, the doctor opened the door and walked out. Drake walked up to him and demanded results.
"Your son is ok. But it seems that he may have contracted Ethereal Strabismus."
"Ethereal Strabismus?" Nera questioned, tilting her head.
"Let's see, how should I say it in simple terms?" The doctor thought, then he said, "Ethereal Strabismus is when mana suddenly overflows to the person's eye, causing the person to lose their vision."
"So you are telling me he can't… see?" Argentu said worryingly.
"I'm afraid so. As he lost his vision, this means he won't be able to… well, possess mystic eyes."
Drake clenched his hands and clicked his tongue. How could his son catch such a condition? That day when his eyes met with Noir's, he predicted that he would have a strong mystic eye, probably stronger than his. Without vision, one is not allowed to use or even possess mystic eyes.
"Damn it…"
After the doctor left, Drake entered the room and walked over to Noir resting in bed. He had bandages wrapped around his eyes and some ice on his head. Seems that after getting Ethereal Strabismus, he also received a high fever.
Drake pulled a chair and sat next to Noir. He took his hand and clutched them.
"I'm sorry son." Drake apologized, knowing it was his fault. If he hadn't tried to forceful way to awaken Noir's mystic eyes, this wouldn't have happened.
"It's alright father, I'm sure I'll get better."
Drake shed a tear, knowing that wasn't going to happen. Noir was unfamiliar with the diseases in this world, so all Noir thought was that he received a mild concussion. Drake had to tell him.
"You won't… I apologize."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I'm saying… you won't be able to see, forever. That also means… you won't be possessing mystic eyes."
The room fell into silence after that. Noir blinked under his bandages.
"I won't be able to see anymore? I-I won't be able to possess mystic eyes?"
"It seems so…"
Drake looked up at his son who was tearing up; his bandages becoming wet. Drake had to do it, or else Noir would eventually find out himself and have a breakdown. Drake had no other choice and he didn't want to live with the guilt. It was the only way.
"Don't worry, son… I'll protect you. I'll protect you from anything, even… if I have to kill the gods to do it," Drake said the last part quietly.
The results? Noir is incapable of possessing mystic eyes...

(Participating in WFP #26)

A broken boy who lost everything committed suicide in order to rest in peace. However, fate had other plans.

The boy was reborn in a family of nobility and in the world of monsters and magic. Though reborn, it seems that luck was never on his side as he is picked on. But then one day, a spirit gives him hope.

The spirit echoed only one word into his ear; that word was power. Power will be the only thing he needs. It is the only thing that can protect his loved ones.

As he defies fate and the karma that haunts him, he will find the meaning of life and transcend life itself.
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Mr. Smith had returned to his lecture going in to more detail on how these rankings worked in society and what benefits could come with them. Most of the benefits related to higher positions in society. There was not any real discrimination between the rankings but there were times when those in different power rankings would but heads, it was unavoidable. 

"The most trouble you will see when it comes to power rankings will be in the year end tournaments. The seniors are always watched like hawks by the universities. This added stress for scholarships causes a fair amount of disagreement. You all will not need to worry about any of those, your sophomore tournament is much more relaxed. For those that wish to compete for law enforcement or even hero jobs it is an invaluable chance. Those of you with other positions have opportunities to join in the trivia tournaments, art gallery tournaments, entertainment tournaments, and so on. You will receive a print out of the twenty different tournaments you can now participate in." This was also new news to Asher who only could find basic knowledge on these events due to his second set of memories.

In any means these tournaments seemed to be a great way to learn and find a path to the job he wanted. 

The lecture lasted another few hours going in to more details on the history of what had transpired to get to the place their society was today. Once the bell rang it signaled that it was time to eat lunch. "Hey Asher, come and eat with me! I brought a triple serving of lunch so that I could share it with my new friends." Art didn't even wait for a response and instead grabbed Asher's arm to bring him off to the cafeteria.

The hallways were a bit packed with students but not enough to stop them from walking along without trouble. Their class made their way out the doors, "Hey why aren't you all moving? We only have half an hour to eat." Asher tried to push past some students who were standing in front of him not moving. "Hello? What's with you?" The two students weren't even blinking.

Feeling that Art's grip was also frozen Asher looked behind him only to see that Art was glancing behind them completely stopped. "Umm Art?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry please don't look at me." The girl's sweet melodic voice was trembling as she spoke. Looking up from the ground the slender legs rose to a scaly green thigh. The blue and white striped dress fit this girl's figure  perfectly. Purple hair flowed down to this girls waist. She held her arms close to her trying to hide more green scales that seemed to be growing over most of her body. She had longer pointed nails that were more easily described as claws. 

Asher looked up and saw her face was as perfect as any Greek goddess he had seen in Greek history books. Her face was free from the green scales but her eyes had a strange golden glint. She looked tearful but seemed to be stuck when Asher looked her in the eye. 

"Are you OK? What's wrong?" Asher was worried seeing the girl in this state since she had just come out of the same classroom as him. She seemed very familiar; he swore he had seen her somewhere before. "Oh, you were one of the students that got your evo shot today! I got mine too happy birthday!" She still did not react to him even though he was looking her right in the eyes. 

"Hey are you stuck too? What's up with everyone?" This must be how things really were, "I knew you all hated me… nothing has changed." Ashed pulled himself free from Arts grip and Walked away from those that were stuck in place. He headed up towards the school's roof which was also an available eating spot. It was better to eat there alone than be tormented down in the cafeteria. 

Once Asher had left the girl started to move again. She was thinking to herself too fast, what had just happened. Since I got this power anyone that looks at me is stuck like they are stone, but I was stuck when I looked at him….I saw my own reflection in his eyes. The shock and realization was plain on her face. She had thought herself cursed when the doctor had told her that she had the super power called Medusa. That no one had gained the power before but it consisted of a physical shift which changed her body traits to add some qualities of the mythical monster medusa. She also had eyes of Medusa included in this that stopped those who looked upon her in their tracks.

The doctor had sent her to class one because her ability could cause a huge amount of trouble in daily society. What if she was looked at by a passing driver? There would be a car crash. This simple fact placed her in the higher ranks already. She would need to master this power and figure out how it worked perfectly.

Her heart was beating faster than it ever had before, she was still feeling crushed by her unlucky superpower but for some reason this boy who had also gotten his evo shot today had made her stop in her tracks. She could barely contain herself. Turning to rush after him her actions caused the others that were frozen in place the ability to move again.

"Ahhhmm finally, I can move! Asher, wait up!" Art ran full steam after Asher and the girl that was now going towards the roof as well. He was not sure what had just happened but he had a bad feeling that there was a lot about to happen. What did this girl intend to do on the first day in the new class? She had made them all stop frozen in the hallways and was now chasing after the one person she had not stopped. It must be revenge!

Asher was always down on his luck, but that is not a surprise seeing that God made his soul with a negative luck value.

When Asher's soul returns to God he decided to fix this problem and even give him an upgrade. Asher is thrown in to a new world almost exactly like his previous...almost.

Follow Asher as he maneuvers this changed world, no more bullies? Friends? Loving family? Oh, yea, and superpowers!


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A MONTH LATER....

"CHAO LI, YOUR GONNA BE LATE! HURRY UP!"  Qiu Feng shouted.

"What's the rush, it's only the monthly competition?" I said.

Each month, all the students at Tan Shang gather together to get their rankings. This determined what class they we're gonna take and how much power they have. Qiu Feng dragged me out of the dorm and said " We don't have time, let's get going." I similed at her and walked to Main Street. Main Street was packed than ever, Academy Teacher Liang Fen walked up to the platform and said " Students, here another Monthly Competition begins. Like usual the newcomers go first then the  people who have the lowest ranking from last month starts first, from their we will go up. Remember these rankings mean everything so make sure you do your best. When you come up here, put your hand on the stone and your opponent is decided." 

All the newcomers from last month including me walked up to the platform. 

"Chao Li" Liang Fen said.

I walked forward and bowed to him. I put my hand on the stone and the name Yang Hui appeared. This is gonna be tough, I thought.
Yang Hui got in his position and I got in mines. 

"Start" Liang Fen said.

We walked in a circle waiting for each other to move first. Since he didn't strike first, I stroked and he doged. The battle was back and forth until my vision became blurry, Yang Hui took of this advantage and striked. I flopped to the floor, I tried to get up but I couldn't see a thing. I was like a blind person trying to find it's way, the crowd started to laugh. In the end, Liang Fen blew the whistle when he saw something was wrong. He took my hand, felt my pulse and got up.

"Qiu Feng!" Liang Fen yelled.

"HERE!" Qiu Feng screamed back.

"Take her to the medical room, something wrong with her." 

"Yes."

At that moment, Snow appeared and smelled me, he laid on my lap and fell asleep. 

"There's something wrong." Liang Fen said.

Qiu Feng helped me up and sent me to the medical room. The monthly competition continued on as I left.

MEDICAL ROOM.....

"Here, put her here." the doctor said.

Qiu Feng helped me on the bed and I layed down. The doctor came and felt my pulse and said "She's poisoned."

"Do you have a cure?" Qiu Feng said as she panicked.

"I don't have a cure, but even if I did she doesn't need it, half of the poison is already gone."

"That's good but do you know what is the poison she got?"

The doctor shooked his head and said "No, this poison is strange, the side affects allows a person to be blind and weak, it looks like it was from two poisons."

I will no longer be uploading any more chapters due to the lack of readers and the amount of time I am working. I am currently uploading "The Soothsayer, please check it out!!

After a short but informative trip to a quirk doctor, the Midoriya family were going back home, the events that took place were a big shock to both Inko and Izuku so all they wanted right now was to sleep, but fate had other plans for them and as soon as they got home they were surprised by the Bakugo family waiting for them anxiously.
As soon as Izuku took a step in the house he was scooped up by gentle yet strong hands, this was Mitsuki who had heard what happened and rushed to their home as soon as possible, Masaru and Katsuki were just as worried about Izuku with Katsuki going even as far as trying to break into the hospital only to be stopped by his normally gentle father who now seemed like an unstoppable mountain.
"IZUKU!!! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU" and before Izuku could answer Katsuki, the one who screamed got a slap to the back of his head, "Katsuki what did I tell you about swearing you little FUCK?!" the seemingly just as loud Mitsuki reprimanded him.
Izuku could only giggle at this which got him a smile from the adults and an irritated glare from katsuki.
"So do you mind explaining what the hell actually happened," said katsuki getting a glare from his mother and a smile from Izuku.
"Well, my quirk awakened and it was kinda scary at first but then I got some control over it, the doctor told me that it is likely a symbiotic quirk that lives in my mind and gives me my powers, he also told me that there have been some cases like mine but those were incredibly rare with the number of people numbering only around 10 that were confirmed" explained Izuku
Katsuki was surprised by this but smirked at the concept of having someone to compete with, Izuku was the last one to awaken his quirk in the class he was in, and all the other children had rather weak quirks and quirks that didn't suit them too much, there was a fat boy with wings which he could fly a meter of the ground with and there was a very skinny boy with long fingers and if the quirk of these two were to be switched they could become pretty strong Pro-heroes like Katsuki.
"So Izuku can you show me your quirk?" Asked Katsuki rather expectantly
Izuku smirked at this and Katsuki's eyes widened when Izuku started transforming, Izuku was now twice the size he was before towering over Katsuki and was rather intimidating, with all the muscle of his form, his normal body had almost no muscles but in his green form as he called it, well let's just say he was more than ripped.
"In this form, my skin is a lot stronger even strong enough to stop iron needles from penetrating my skin, any skin or body part for that matter and when we tested it at the quirk doctor's office I was able to lift around 200 kg worth of items at least 50 times more than before"
Katsuki's eyes widened even more and smirked even wider, "YES Izuku! Finally, a worthy opponent!" the now very excited Katsuki shouted this of course caused his mother to glare at him even more not that he minded of course.
After some idle chatting, the Bakugo family left to go home and the Midoriya family headed to bed.
Izuku had a very nice and much-required sleep but was already dreading his day at school, while he enjoyed being with his friends, he didn't enjoy it that much and they were way too loud for him, he would rather watch a video or read a book which he actually enjoyed doing for long periods for time, so in conclusion, Izuku didn't enjoy being with his peers as they were too annoying and way too loud.
But he couldn't actually do anything against it so he went to school with his mother, and they weren't even learning a single thing yet, this was basically daycare, hopefully next year would be better.
And of course, as soon as Izuku stepped in the classroom he was bombarded with questions about his quirk, he already had an idea about how they got to know about his quirk, and he wasn't surprised when he found out that it was Katsuki who told his class about his quirk.\
So he sat there telling the other kids about his quirk who were, of course, amazed by it, he left the part which was that his quirk was theorized as a symbiotic quirk out, the children wouldn't understand either way. 
And the year quickly passed by, now he was in elementary school, it was less boring but boring none the less, now they actually learned something but what o you expect from a class of hyperactive children two of which had quirks that could destroy the classroom with ease.
In the year Izuku gained minimal muscles and was certainly above average but still didn't compare to kids who did some kind of sport, but he wasn't lagging behind at all, most kids couldn't keep up with him at recess and only a select few were fast and strong enough.
He also found out that he could only meet the beast three times a week, and only for a total of 20 hours, they normally met on weekends and on Monday, he only did minimal exercise outside of his mind, he would rather spend his free time learning new things, and of course, he was fascinated by every subject except music, he was absolutely horrible at it, quite the opposite of Katsuki who even had drumming lessons and was already quite proficient at it.
And like that he went through both elementary and was already in his last year of middle school, he was proudly at the top of his school and was also the number one in national rankings for japan, and number 2 for entire Asia with only one person who had a quirk made for learning these rankings weren't that important but Izuku took pride in his number one ranking.
Katsuki was actually second in school but not that high in the other rankings, not that he was jealous or anything.
Izuku got a lot stronger and the only person who could stand up to him was Katsuki who dragged him out to rain with, Izuku didn't enjoy training as much as Katsuki did but none the less found joy in getting stronger, both he and Katsuki set their sights on U.A. high school, the number one national hero school.
Izuku training with the beast consisted of physical and weaponry training, he also learned the arts of hunting and countless forms of martial arts, but he liked tearing things apart more than using techniques and weapons were only handy for certain opponents.
An interesting thing was that he could summon any weapon from his mind, at first he couldn't use that many but as he raised his proficiency with weapons the more he could summon, the beast had shown the power of one of the weapons that were hung up on the walls and this one was a hammer it was called 'Mjölnir' the beast told him that it was incredibly powerful and the beast certainly didn't exaggerate when he said powerful, he could literally summon lighting with it! 
Izuku was slightly taller than katsuki standing at 1,74 with Katsuki standing at 1,72 meters.
Tomorrow would be their last day in this boring middle school and Izuku could only hope that U.A wouldn't be that boring.

In a different world, Izuku Midoriya was just a quirkless nobody but in this one, he's much more than he could've imagined being, he is, The, Incredible Hulk!

Surprisingly Instructor Pryde turned back to the door and walked in again, Although Vincent was surprised he followed after him


After walking through the door, Vincent found himself in another room entirely.


The room had different sizes of shelves put around with strangely shaped containers with various colored liquids placed on display.


Now, Vincent was alert.


Same door, different places, What happens if he walks in again.


From the back came a figure familiar to Vincent.


"Doctor Noxious!!!"


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"Doctor Noxious!" Vincent said in mild surprise.


"Hello to you too Kid," Noxious said then turned to Instructor Pryde. "We meet again Instructor"


Instructor Pryde slightly bowed In response, "It's always a pleasure, Doctor"


Not wanting to repeat his former mistake of not greeting Miss Gilda. 


Vincent also greeted Doctor Noxious, "Good afternoon Doctor Noxious"


"Same to you Vincent" he smiled at Vincent, "I see you've just left the hospitality of Miss Gilda"


"I am slightly curious about your reason", Instructor Pryde tensed and silently thought inside that he didn't pry further. 


The rarer the people that knew about it the better, And he most particularly did not want Doctor Noxious to know.


"But I wouldn't snoop further ", Fortunately Doctor Noxious didn't pry further.


"Since you accepted this old man's request, I shall give you a few gifts, Wait here a moment".


Doctor Noxious then walked away disappearing into the back leaving the teacher and student alone.


Learning himself in a room full of potions as he deduced, Vincent began to use [Status] on what he laid his eyes on.


He first started with the bright green potion in one of the glass display cases.


'[Status]'


[Great Nexus Potion


 Drink to recover Ether pool to an almost peak state.


 Side Effect: Don't use when the Ether pool is full, It may lead to a berserk state. It may also cause implosion.


 May lead to a small increase in either regeneration.


 Made by Doctor Noxious]


Then he veered around to the dark red potion.


[Great Recovery Potion


 Drink to fasten the Ether Body Augmentation and Cell Replication to achieve Regeneration 


 Heals Most of Minimal to Severe Injuries.


 Side Effect: Causes Hunger, Then extreme Hunger after 7 hours.


 Made by Doctor Noxious]


After that Vincent continued to look around.


Using [Status] to receive details of all of the potions embedding it to his [Eidetic Library of Knowing].


'[Status]'


[Berserk Potion


 Drink to Increase Strength, Agility, Defense, Tenacity, and Ether Regeneration


 Side Effect; Causes Berserk, Loss of Mind, and Reasoning, Possible Death, May cause Madness as a permanent effect


 After the effect wears out; It may lead to Hunger, Starvation, Nausea, Temporary memory loss/Permanent Memory Loss, Vertigo, Fever, Temporary Loss of body Functions/Permanent Loss of Body Functions, Temporary/Permanent destruction of body muscles, Increase in Ether Regeneration.


 If Recovery Is a success; It may lead to an Increase in Ether Regeneration, Increase in Ether pool and Increase in Body Strength/Density.


 Made by Doctor Noxious]


'That is a lot of Side Effects!!!'


[Worry Not Host, With the Planar Giant bloodline, This potion does more good to you than harm, …... Considering you survive]


'I rather not take that chance....unless when necessary.'


'Sigh, If only this fake [System] had a shop' he thought in want


[...WHO IS FAKE YOU!, Tch, Ungrateful Host]


Vincent smiled at the system's tantrum, He started contemplating whether he should continue doing this.


[Although I don't have the 'Shop' you speak off, There is another way to get these potions.]


'How!'


[Buy The Potions]


'....., Next'


[Learn Alchemy from an Alchemist/Doctor Noxious]


'Mmh' he pondered. 


'I can learn from an Alchemist but they can't be from the school unless it's part of the curriculum..... I'll think about it, Next'


[Then Acquire the skill Alchemy or skills related to Alchemy then self-study Alchemy.]


[Although where would you find the skill~]


'I can just ask [Akashic] can't I'


[.......Yes you can]


'Good, That's resolved. Back to Potion Reading'


[Great Agility Potion


 Forcefully Augmenting the legs with Ether to Increase Speed/Agility by 3 times


 Side Effect: May cause Temporary/Permanent Leg muscles damage, Tiredness.


 Made by Doctor Noxious]


[Great Strength Potion


 Forcefully Augmenting the body with ether to Increase Strength, Speed, and Defense by 3 times, 1.5 times, and 2 times respectively within a day.


 Note, Effect decreases with usage.


 Side Effect: May cause Temporary/Permanent Body muscle damage, Starvation, Temporary/Permanent loss of Body Functions, Increase in Ether Regeneration and Capacity, Possible Death.


Made by Doctor Noxious]


[Great Passive Strength Boost Potion


 Use to passively increase strength, speed, and Defense by 2.5x, 2x, and 2.5x respectively over a month.


 Note Effectiveness reduces with usage


 Made by Doctor Noxious]

 

[Great Nexus Strengthener


 Sharply increase, Widen and Strengthen, Ether pool over a time of 3 days to a week.


 Side Effect: Slight Disorientation, Moderate Reduction in Ether control.


Made by Doctor Noxious]


[Passive Nexus Strengthener


 Slowly Increase, Widen and Strengthen Ether pool over a month to three.


 Side Effect: None


Made by Doctor Noxious]


[Great Paralysis Potion


 Apply on enemies to cause paralysis. 

Capable of Full Paralysis to [A-Rank][High] danger beast and Mild Paralysis to [S-Rank][High] danger beast.


 Note; Poison Resistance not taken into consideration


 Made by Doctor Noxious]


[Great Poison Potion


 Apply or Drink, To poison enemies….or friends.


 Capable of Weakening Dark Beasts up to [S-Rank]. Capable of killing within an Hour for [S-Rank] and 30 minutes for [A-Rank] [Dark Beasts]


 Note; Poison Resistance took into consideration.


 Made by Doctor Noxious]


[Ether Disorientation Potion


 Use to Disorient Ether pool causing the inability to judge the appropriate amount of either to cast innate/skills.


 Reduces Ether Generation


 The effect decreases on more experienced fighters.


 Effect time varies from race to race.


 Note Effective against [Dark Beasts] and [Forsaken One's]. If one able to survive the first 10 Minutes


 Note if used on [Dark Beast] or [Forsaken One's], They tend to be able to use their innate but unable to accurately judge ether usage, making them use more ether than required. 


 Increasing the power of their attacks and their danger ranks.


 After 10 Minutes of Stronger Attacks, Dark Beast is noted to wear down to a weakened state reducing their danger rank and making killing easier.


Made by Doctor Noxious]


Vincent focused wholly on the task in front of him that he ignored instructor Pryde. 


After all, he wasn't doing anything wrong only something weird


 As Vincent focused on the potions, Instructor Pryde concentrated on him.


He wondered why this student is acting in such an unusual manner.


'He seems to be interested in the potion son display, Maybe he has a like for alchemy.'


'As an Instructor, I should support him'


Then he had an idea, With a slight smile of pride, Instructor coughed and gained Vincent's attention.


" Do you know that there are several rankings of potions, Just like Blacksmithing"


'I didn't ask but go on' Vincent thought with slight annoyance but shook his head to instructor Pryde.


"Well I might as well explain it"


"In the alchemy world, There are rankings of potions which are used to mark the strength of the motion."


"It starts from E-Rank to C-Rank, B-Rank A-Rank, and then S-Rank."


"An easier way to rank it Is, Lesser potion, Less Potion, Potion, Great Potion, 

and Greater Potion."


"Any questions" Instructor Pryde asked


"Yes I do have one" Vincent replied, "What comes after [S-Rank] or rather [Greater Potion]"


"That is~" Instructor Pryde began but then he was cut off by Doctor Noxious that had just returned from wherever he had gone off to, "Unknown"


He then stood before both of them with his eye focused on Vincent, " No one has ever gone that far.....Yet." He said in an aloof and gentle tone.













 






 


 


 


 










 










 












Vincent Gate, A Middle-Class man with a below low-class life. His mother was a rape victim in coma. 

 To bring his mother out of her coma, He tried all he can but one day all his efforts went to nought and not too long after he followed.

 He expected to find himself in Satan’s embrace or God’s grace, instead he woke up in a queue of long souls with an Identification No [77777].

 He was judged to be passed on but had complications so he couldn’t, hence he had to be reincarnated but with an ability only .

 By why does he find himself with an overpowered ability and a system to boot?

 In a new world, new dimension, new danger.

 How can Vincent Gate expect to survive with an ability to make all that exists his [Sandbox]?

 ‘’By the Power of [@#$@!], [Devour].’’

 ‘’By the Power of [@#$@!], [Rewrite]’’

 ‘’By the Power of [@#$@!], [Kill Yourself]


 Read and find out.

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Fang Xing had transferred from Tianshi Imperial High School, but Headmaster Chen didn't know much about the school.
Tianshi Imperial High School, Imperial High for short.
Imperial High had given birth to numerous talented people throughout the generations, and was the first choice of cultivation high schools for the children of Jinghua dignitaries. However, Tianshi Imperial High School wasn't participating in the national body technique competition this time, which was a relief to the many high schools that were fighting for a place on the rankings.
If Tianshi Imperial High School took part, it would at least rank in the top four.
"Given Imperial High's reputation, there's no need for it to rely on this sort of national competition to make a name for itself. This is a dangerous event, and I'm guessing that some of the leaders didn't want their children to participate, so the school didn't sign up for it," Headmaster Jin said.
"You haven't told me; how did you poach them?"
"Imperial High has some special admission students every year who don't have to pay the tuition fee. If their grades and rankings drop in the first semester, they won't be able to enjoy the welfare benefit of free tuition the following year. These few came over because they couldn't afford the tuition fee," Headmaster Jin whispered.
Headmaster Chen raised his eyebrows and instantly understood.
He gazed at the few students from Imperial High. Although they had already transferred out, each of them still carried imposing momentum and had the aura of a prodigy.
The competition at Imperial High was extremely fierce. While they might have switched schools because their grades had dropped and they couldn't afford the full tuition fee, they were essentially still very outstanding.
As for why they had chosen No. 59 High, given Headmaster Chen's understanding of his junior brother, it was likely that Headmaster Jin had used his silver tongue and personally run over to poach these people… There was no one better than his junior brother at this.
Headmaster Jin: "When we get there, I'll pull in some other schools into our alliance. We have to fight for the top 50 at the very least!"
"…"
Hearing this, Headmaster Chen and San Yuan, who was on the side, couldn't help but mutter derisively –"The top 50… You aren't ambitious enough!"
... 
At about one in the afternoon, the air immortal warship landed at the Nine Dragon camp earmarked by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Cultivation Schools. Several air immortal warships from other districts were already parked in the camp's large parking bay. Although No. 60 High and No. 59 High had arrived four hours ahead of time, they weren't the first to arrive.
Wang Ling looked around the camp and scanned the surrounding terrain with his King's Eye. The place had already been locked down, and except for the students participating in the competition, teachers, and staff responsible for maintaining order, there was no one staff member who was being idle. People from the Immortal Arts Mobile Squadron had even been dispatched to set up multiple defense lines outside the camp, and all vehicles passing through the camp had to undergo strict inspections.
The security precautions put in place for the national body technique competition this time were top notch. There were one thousand students from all over the country taking part; protecting the students was always the number one priority.
Of course, there was in fact another very important reason — the competition venue this time was Nine Dragon Mountain, which wasn't just any scenic region.
The legendary heavenly vein master valve was located here. President Qi and his teacher Huang Feng had seen through the plot behind the theft of Dark Ancestor Xie Sanxiao's skull a while ago, so naturally, security had been tightened for the national competition this time.
Thus, while Wang Ling and the rest had arrived beforehand, they weren't idle. Those who arrived first would be checked first, and no one could escape.
Wang Ling stood with the others in line, and very soon, a team of men in crimson Dao robes and who were arranged in an orderly immortal sword formation flew over from a distance.
Super Chen couldn't contain his excitement. "It's Nine Dragon Mountain's resident special forces!"
Someone asked, "Resident special forces?"
"Each person in the resident special forces has a remarkable history and is a talent who has been carefully selected. Any one of them could be a captain in Magnificent Immortal," Super Chen explained. "But the resident special forces aren't found everywhere. I heard that the spirit vein under Nine Dragon Mountain is very complex, so there is a resident special force team here which guards the vein all year round to prevent it from being plundered."
Hearing this, everyone instantly understood. These students from all over the country were awed by the heroic bearing of the Nine Dragon Mountain resident special forces. They gradually started to realize how much importance the Alliance of Ten Thousand Cultivation Schools had placed on this national competition.
Even the resident special forces had been assigned to maintain security. They simply couldn't be any more handsome!
Wang Ling and the others didn't wait long in the queue. These members of the resident special forces in crimson Dao robes first broke into pairs and started to set up an array in the rather empty encampment.
They carved cryptic and indecipherable runes into the ground one by one, and then stood on both sides of the array to skillfully make hand seals in a calm and composed manner. They were so handsome that no one could take their eyes off them.
"It's the Star Relocation Array!"
In the final moment before the array was completed, some of the more knowledgeable students were finally able to recognize what it was.
It was the Star Relocation Array! It was a teleportation array that could instantly teleport a building!
With a flash of splendid light, a pagoda-like building instantly appeared in the empty encampment. This pagoda would be where everyone would spend the first night.
A lot of the students present thought it was strange, however – after the resident special forces used the array to pull this pagoda over, they didn't do anything more, so the students stayed put and waited.
A few minutes later, a team of doctors in white robes slowly emerged from the base of the pagoda. One doctor who looked a little older stepped forward and finally gave Wang Ling and the others their first instructions since landing. "The Nine Dragon Pagoda will open at 5pm sharp. During this period, everyone is expected to line up at the door in an orderly manner to first go through an individual routine inspection."
The old doctor then pointed to two huge tents that had been set up nearby. "For the time being, you won't be divided according to schools for the inspection. Please line up according to gender: Boys queue in front of the tent on the left, and girls in front of the tent on the right. Wait for your number to be called."
What was this? A physical examination?
Many people didn't understand, since nothing like this had been mentioned in the itinerary that the schools had sent out.
But this was an official request, so everyone could only obey.
The truth was that this wasn't so much a physical examination as a verification of identity. There were a large number of students participating in this competition. In the previous military drill for six schools, that Old Devil had snuck in as a student, and President Qi and his Teacher Huang couldn't guarantee that some mole wouldn't appear in the national competition this time.
So there was nothing wrong with being a little more cautious.
The boys were divided into groups of five.
Wang Ling, Wang Zhen, Super Chen, Hero Guo and Gu Shunzhi were in one group.
Once they entered the tent, Wang Ling saw the old doctor who had been responsible for giving out the instructions.
The old doctor looked them up and down, then calmly said, "Now, everyone take off your clothes, except for your underwear."
Wang Ling: "…"
It wasn't like Wang Ling had never gone through a physical exam before, but this was the first time he had to bare himself in front of other people.
At that moment, Wang Ling wondered if he should knead his body a little before he undressed in order to create a little bit of flab; he would be rather conspicuous if his physique was too good.


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Ling Ran quickly checked his skills out. He did not need to take his Master Level and Perfect Level skills into consideration as the rankings for these skills were quite high in the national level, and it was even higher in the city rankings. Forget about whether there were even 130 ranks for him to take, the difficulty in doing so was as high as a mountain.
In comparison, the few skills he had at Specialist Level had much higher chances in increasing their ranks.
The interrupted vertical mattress suture focused on suturing the scrotum. It mainly tested Department Director Huo's ability in collecting patients with scrotum injuries, and it was not an easy task. Both the Lembert suturing technique and the interrupted inverted horizontal mattress suture focused on suturing the gastrointestinal tract, and the chances for him in participating in those surgeries were very few. But he had a greater chance and a slightly better future at increasing the ranks for his fiddle bow hold and pencil grip.
If it came to incisions…
What came first to Ling Ran's mind was the double eyelid operation.
It had a high turnover rate and a high number of patients. While it would be an exaggeration to say that he could perform one hundred cases in a day, it would be quite easy for him to perform up to fifty cases in one day.
However, Yun Hua Hospital did not launch this program. It would be very troublesome if Ling Ran needed to find an organization like a beauty salon. Patients who wanted double eyelid surgeries were all girls, and they were all strangers to him. If he needed to receive thirty to fifty girls, he could not imagine how many words that he needed to listen while he did so.
'System, does it count if I buy meat to practice my incision skills?' Ling Ran suddenly came up with an idea on his mind, and he felt that he had found a loophole in the system.
"Yes," answered the system in a forthright manner, "But it will be judged based on your ranking."
If the results will be judged based on his ranking, it meant that the system will judge him based on the results of the meat after he was done.
Practicing incision skills on a piece of pork meat was suitable for beginners. If he wanted to obtain a result suitable to reflect the skill level for Specialist Level Incision Skill, pork meat might not be enough.
Ling Ran thought deeply for a few seconds before he asked, 'Then, what is the rank for my incision skill now?'
The system spoke in Ling Ran's mind, "Your pencil grip ranks at 765 in Yun Hua City, and your fiddle bow hold currently ranks at 558 in Yun Hua City."
Ling Ran mainly used the fiddle bow hold for his surgeries, in comparison, he did not use the pencil grip style very often.
The rankings stimulated Ling Ran slightly.
If he ranked more than 500 in Yun Hua City, that meant that Ling Ran's incision skill was only at an average level.
This was not like performing a physical examination. Among doctors in all departments, internists were the best in doing physical examinations. This was especially so for elder internists, who had accumulated a lot of experience and were exposed to different kinds of situations, their standards when it came to performing physical examinations were very high. They did not lack chances to practice their skills. They appeared in quite a number of physical examinations for several organizations as well as schools every year. Therefore, it was not strange that Ling Ran was ranked in the thousands when it came to this particular skill. 
There were at least thirty tertiary Grade A hospitals in Yun Hua City that provided a high number of internists who were good at doing physical examinations. There were also quite a number of chief physicians and associate chief physicians who had outstanding skills in hospitals ranked lower than tertiary Grade A hospitals.
However, incisions were purely for surgeries only.
Ling Ran's pencil grip style was ranked at 765 in Yun Hua City, therefore, his ranking would probably be in the hundreds or ranked after fifty in Yun Hua Hospital.
And this was the result Ling Ran obtained after he gained those two incision skills and performed a few hundred surgeries.
It seemed that it was very hard to increase his ranking by leaps and bounds for this.
Judging from this, those with slightly weaker Specialist Skills meant that they would not show any mistakes when they executed their skills, that was all.
When he watched the young novice monk Dong Sheng learn how to massage others, he found that it took no time to him to jump from Novice Level to Specialist Level. The requirements for the levels between novice to specialist should be relatively low, if that were the case.
But he should start to plateau at Specialist Level.
Ling Ran had also been performing physical examinations for quite some time, but he still remained at Specialist Level. However, his ranking had increased quite a lot, which meant that he would be remaining at Specialist Level for quite a while.
'How long will I need to increase my ranking by one hundred for my fiddle bow hold?' asked Ling Ran again.
The system did not answer.
Obviously, there was no standard answer for this question.
Ling Ran pouted and said, 'Open the Intermediate Treasure Chest.'
At the same time, Ling Ran murmured in his mind, 'Give me incision, incision, incision…'
A skill book appeared in front of his eyes in the brilliant light.
[Tracheotomy (Perfect Level)]
Ling Ran was very satisfied when he saw the words "Perfect Level".
From a doctor's perspective, different skills were divided into easy and difficult parts, but both easy and difficult skills could solve a lot of problems.
The number of lives saved by doctors who knew how to perform coronary artery bypass surgery might not be as many as the doctors who knew intestinal obstruction repair. However, performing intestinal obstruction repair meant that the doctor had to extract feces from the patient, and that was indeed a very unique surgery.
A tracheotomy was one of the most often used skills in the Emergency Department and ICU. It was also the surgical skill that appeared the most in movies. If a person in a movie decided to help someone else in trouble by using a pen to stab his lung, that scene could be understood as the doctor performing a tracheotomy on a patient.
Theoretically, housemen needed to undergo training to perform a tracheotomy, and they had to perform at least three or a maximum of ten cases. However, based on the current situation in the country, there were not many young doctors who had the chance to perform a tracheotomy. It would depend on the doctor's luck and how hardworking he was on whether or not he could practice his skills.
Ling Ran had learned tracheotomy in medical school before, but when it came to real life application, it was really difficult for him to turn this knowledge into practical use.
However, after using the skill book before him, Ling Ran became an experienced throat opener.
'Not bad.' Ling Ran nodded slightly.
Tracheotomy also required incisions, and it could be applied with both the fiddle bow hold and pencil grip style, so he thought he could train with them.
"Doctor Ling?" Yu Yuan shouted at Ling Ran.
They finished their ward round and needed to rush back to their office to write the medical records.
"Oh… Take a rest then." Ling Ran nodded before he said, "I will go to the resuscitation room and take a look first."
Lu Wenbin and Yu Yuan left without any hesitation. Their workload was so heavy that they might not be able to finish on time.
Meanwhile, Ma Yanlin walked forward quickly and followed Ling Ran. He said, "Doctor Ling, let me help you."
"I have nothing to do. I'm only going to the resuscitation room to wait for work." Ling Ran did not need any assistance at the moment.
Ma Yanlin chuckled, but he still followed Ling Ran. After they came out of the elevator and reached the corridor that was less crowded, Ma Yanlin said in a low voice, "Doctor Ling, my clinical rotation has ended. I told the department director already. There are currently no vacancies in the Emergency Department, so I need to be transferred to another department."
Housemen needed to perform a clinical rotation in different departments. Ma Yanlin had already surpassed his stay in the Emergency Department, and it could be said that he had fought for all the extra time he could have in the department.
At this time, Ma Yanlin looked at Ling Ran anxiously and eagerly. He said, "Could you help me talk to Department Director Huo so that I can stay in the Emergency Department?"
"Are housemen allowed to stay?" Ling Ran was not familiar with the rules.
Ma Yanlin looked at Ling Ran and said in a low voice, "You are a medical intern."
Ling Ran came to a realization. He made a hum and said, "I will talk to him."
"Okay, okay." Ma Yanlin looked slightly livelier now.
He had been worrying about his clinical rotation for many days.
Compared to learning in another department, it was obvious that learning under Ling Ran was an even more valuable chance. Working as the first assistant in finger replantations alone was already a good chance that other resident doctors in the Orthopedics Department could not get… Ma Yanlin was terrified that Ling Ran would have a new helper by the time he returned after his clinical rotation.
In fact, it was obvious that this would happen if he left. Ling Ran operated at a high frequency, and he had a high number of patients. His workload was even higher than a small treatment group in a general department. If Ma Yanlin left, Ling Ran will definitely need another assistant, and this seat would not be waiting for Ma Yanlin…
Ma Yanlin looked at Ling Ran, and he said worriedly again, "Doctor Ling, Department Director Huo might arrange another resident doctor as your assistant. Please don't agree to his request. I've been learning from you for so long, and I'm used to all your habits. Other resident doctors might not be a good as I am… I know it's mainly because I did not originate from the Emergency Department. If I'm one of the members in the Emergency Department, Department Director Huo will be willing to let me stay, that's for certain. I've actually submitted an application to the Emergency Department, but Department Director Huo wasn't willing to…"
Ma Yanlin was very worried about this matter. His speech had actually fled from him.
Ling Ran heard and nodded. He then said, "If this is the matter, you can try to find a way to convince Department Director Huo."
"How should I convince him?" This instantly brought up Ma Yanlin's interest.
"You can try to be the chief surgeon for the Achilles tendon repair technique and M-Tang technique." Ling Ran advised him. He did not mention finger replantation because its difficulty level was too high. Ma Yanlin might not even be able to handle blood vessel anastomosis.
Ma Yanlin was so surprised that he looked at Ling Ran and asked, "Will you let me become the chief surgeon for the Achilles tendon repair technique?"
"I can give you a chance." Ling Ran thought for a while before he said, "In the next few days, you can be the chief surgeon for the Achilles tendon repair technique while Lu Wenbin can be the chief surgeon for the M-Tang technique. I will break down all the steps. You can do the surgery from the easiest to the most difficult parts. You will only handle one part of the surgery at a time every single time you are the chief surgeon. Once you do everything correctly in that step, we can move on to the next step."
Ling Ran's requirement was much higher than other doctors, but Ma Yanlin was very happy to do what Ling Ran requested.
This practically meant that Ling Ran was teaching them step-by-step, and this was better than the other doctors, who just made the doctors under their tutelage perform the surgery on their own. If things have already progressed to this stage, there was nothing Ma Yanlin could say.
If it were allowed by the trend in the current society, Ma Yanlin really wanted to tell Ling Ran these words right now. "You are really a good person!"
"If there isn't anything else, then I will go and wait for asphyxiated patients." Ling Ran waved his hands as he walked into the resuscitation room.
In the hospital, the one department that required tracheotomy the most was the ICU, and the next was the Emergency Department. The last one would be the operating theaters.
In a hospital like Yun Hua Hospital, receiving one or two patients who needed tracheotomy on a daily basis was pretty normal. Naturally, it would rely on the hospital's luck as well to receive patients who required a tracheotomy. But, Ling Ran did not have any other place to wait except the Emergency Department.
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
When Ling Ran was finally banned from entering the resuscitation room after he received many warnings, a bloody patient was finally sent over by the ambulance.
Ling Ran put away his phone in boredom and walked towards the patient. Ling Ran still lacked the ability to cope with the more serious injuries, which was required of the doctors in the medical system. So, he was still in the progress of learning.
"I'm okay. Save my dog first, save my dog." The patient jolted and woke up immediately before she shook off her blanket. There was a yellow Labrador on the gurney. It also looked like it was dying.
The vest on the Labrador and the police uniform on the patient stated their identities—she was a policewoman who had a dog.
The nurse who pushed the cart was forced to press against the patient's shoulder and said, "Don't struggle, otherwise you will tear your wounds. The veterinarian from your squad is on the way."
"I'm really alright. The blood over my body belongs to the criminals. If you don't believe me, look…" The policewoman wanted to stand as she spoke, but she collapsed down again after she gasped in pain.
"You've got a cut on your leg, can't you feel it? Do you remember how you got it?" The doctor-in-charge shone a light at the policewoman's pupils while he kept asking her questions.
"My dog… Chestnut has a cut, too." The policewoman grabbed the doctor's hand and said, "You must save him. Chestnut is just two years old, but he saved three people's lives. This time, he also sniffed out the drugs, so he was attacked…" 
The emergency physician looked very troubled. He was good at saving human lives, but he did not have any experience in saving a dog. Furthermore, he could not ignore a human and save a dog.
Ling Ran kept his hands in the pockets while he looked at the Labrador's dark eyes and said, "I will suture the dog."
[Mission: Treatment for Police Dog]
[Mission Details: Save police dog 'Chestnut']
[Reward: 6 Basic Treasure Chests]
Ling Ran looked at the sky in surprise. 'I can get treasure chests by saving a dog?'
And… Six Basic Treasure Chests plus twenty-four Basic Treasure Chests would give him a total of thirty Basic Treasure Chests.
Ling Ran took a deep breath. He pushed a gurney forward and moved the dog over to the gurney together with another two people.
The policewoman looked at her dog, cast a glance at Ling Ran, and fainted.
"The dog has almost suffocated." The nurse beside Ling Ran reminded him.
Ling Ran lowered his head and looked. It was just as she said, the dog could hardly breathe.
"Hmm… let's perform a tracheotomy on it." Ling Ran made the best possible choice for the dog at that moment.


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

Which, of course, is a slap in the face of the Alchemist sect!
"LanLan, I have arrived and I will deal with this poisonous woman, you need not scare our young lambs… Cough… Cough… I say, new disciples!" Grand Master Zhang's soft, harmonious voice sounded in Lan Ruan's mind. 
Lan Ruan sighed with relief, as a great master would take care of the situation, so he didn't have to deal with the possible consequences and pitfalls the Alchemist sect would charge him later. 
As the female cultivator thought of a way to hurt these beautiful and brilliant new disciples, she did not feel that rather cold eyes were watching her. When she came to realize it was very late, like a bolt of lightning, a golden rope appeared and held her with mastery and quickly she was kept hanging in the air.
Everyone looked up in surprise, their eyes following the rope to the far end just to see who was causing the troublemaker, but they only saw an illusion of golden clouds!
"A superior cultivator!" Zhie Quan murmured looking a little surprised at the sky. Everyone else quickly agreed that it must be some superior of the Celestial Sword sect, after all, who else would have the audacity to tie someone in the sky and not care about the "important" status of this female cultivator?
"You useless sword man! Let me go! Do you know whose granddaughter I am ?! Do you dare kill Elder Fan Zi's eldest granddaughter? "The young female cultivator began screaming and cursing, trying to break free, but the strings tightened even further.
"Are you talking about that poisonous old man who killed his own master and his sect's older brother? Oh, I know this rotten old man! Ehh, are you related to that scum ?! " the handsome male voice sounded in the sky and everyone listened, throwing the female cultivator's face down the drain! 
She knew this great master didn't care about her status and that she would have no chance of escaping unharmed, which caused a rage that burned her heart. With no other solution, it released a dark green smoke that quickly eroded the rope, which was a poison-level corrosion-like poison mist, being gray level according to Poison Dao qualification.
Just like the Alchemy Dao, the Poison Dao has its own system, not necessarily an alchemist can become a poisoner, but the poisoner can become an alchemist or even a doctor! Being a poisoner is even harder than alchemist, as it takes a long study not only of Heavenly Qi or Spiritual-Energy but also of the functionality of the human body as well as its possible weaknesses, such as disease and points of weaknesses! 
Poison Dao is divided into rankings, colors, and typologies, with Ranks being the level of power of each Poisoner and colors represent the strength of the poison, not necessarily the actual colors of the poisons. For example, this female cultivator's mist is green and corrosive, its strength is gray, though the color of the poison is green.
The Rankings are divided into seven classifications: 1. Poison Apprentice, 2. Poison Disciple, 3. Little Poison Master, 4. Poison Master, 5. Poison Sky Masters, 6. Poison Gran-Master, and 7. Great Natural Masters Poisons. Within these rankings, there are growth sub-rankings, being divided into three of types, Small Circle, Large Circle, and Infinite Circle. 
The colors are divided into 9 colors: 1. White; 2. Orange; 3. Yellow; 4. Red; 5. Green; 6. Blue; 7. Purple; 8. Gray; 9. Black. The potency of the poison being weaker in white and the strongest poison being black. These colors are the forms that poison pills or items with poison will show, but this only indicates the potency of the poison and not the color or its physical form, such as being liquid, gaseous or even solid!
Poison types are very varied in the world, there will be poisons to put cultivator imperial realms to sleep, there will be poison to melt even the hardest sword, etc. 
The name of this cultivator was Fan Mei-Yin and she could be considered a cultivator who is in the middle of the ranks of Venom Dao cultivators, she is 22 years old and is almost getting promoted to be a core disciple of the Alchemist Sect but she still lacked contribution points to the sect, so she accepted this mission of going to fight the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
In this seeming time of peace and prosperity, the Alchemist sect cannot control over its hatred and envy as it watched the Celestial Sword sect flourish beautifully, growing stronger, even stronger, so the alchemists of sect Celestial Sword were growing stronger too!
So, despite the ceasefire and battle that the Celestial Sword led so that there would be no more waste of young talent, the Alchemist sect would not quietly accept it, because if it continued this way the sect would soon be sliced ​​by the swords!
Of course, they could not allow the disciples of the Alchemist sect to violently or directly attack the disciples of the rival sect, if not only worse since the retaliation would be severe! Then the Alchemist sect attacks in secret, using poisons that can damage the cultivator's root and that can only act under certain circumstances, thus killing a future and powerful sword cultivator!
This was a silent war that the disciples of the Alchemist sect engaged in against the number one sect of humanity! The hatred of their ancestors and their Elders passed on to the disciples in such a way that the cycle of hatred was endless!
The poison quickly eroded the rope and Fan Yin broke free and without wasting time she threw a small black pill! 
"I may die today, but these talented young disciples will keep me company in hell!" She said laughing maniacally.
Hate and despair seized her mind, just feeling the material of that rope, she knew that the person who had captured her was very powerful and was part of the high rank of the sect, so this was no longer a death sentence?


Zemin Yan is an orphan who lived on the streets, until the day that the Celestial Sword Sect makes large-scale recruitment in which even the beggars were analyzed in the Qin Empire.


      He who lived in an isolated village had managed to pass through the most difficult examination of the sect, but even so, his talent was the only medium. At best his prospect was to reach the intermediate-level Aurore Core realm. 

Zemin Yan was happy with this prospect, after all, he was just a humble mumper, over time, he learns to read and write, he even grew a little taller, but his physique was delicate and flexible, not pretending that he was a martial practitioner, thus generating mockery on the part of his colleagues even a strong bullying.


However, Zemin Yan didn't care and always went ahead with optimism, until the moment that was allocated to be assistant of the greater cultivator of the young generation of  Celestial Sword Sect.

Zhong Liang is the supreme talent of the Heavenly Sword, he is tall, handsome and powerful, he is the dream of all women and the goal of all the boys. He is loved and appreciated by all but remains with his cold character and his expressionless face.

Because of his Swordless Dao, Zhong Liang was getting colder, indifferent, and cruel, so his Master, fearful that he would turn to the demonic cultivator, decides to put three young disciples to serve him and keep him company, whether in missions outside the sect or even in as servants of this great prodigy.

The Master of Zhong Liang wanted him to develop some kind of bond that would prevent him from getting lost in the path of the Dao of the Swordless Thrill.


Unfortunately, Zhong Liang doesn't agree with his master's vision and astounds all the young disciples, only one remains he is as firm as a sword stuck in the ground, this disciple is Zemin Yan. 

"Senior Zhong, do you want grapes or apples?" Asked Zemin Yan with his typical silly smile.

Zhong Liang didn't respond and continued training with his sword, he just ignored the existence of this young disciple.

"So it's going to be grapes," Zemin Yan said without even letting his mood fall, he had already grown accustomed to the lack of response from his senior disciple.
 
When Zemin Yan came back to call Zhong Liang for dinner the grapes were far from visible, which left Zemin Yan with a silly and contented smile for the rest of the night.

NOTE:
1. R 18 (IN THE FUTURE)
2. Slow Romance
3. Romance 1x1.
4. Contest 59.
5. COVER: POPPY QUEEN
6. DAILY PUBLICATIONS (Come back)

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