One day Juan decides to go to the amazonas for the trip of graduates, that will lead him to a great change in his life

Tian Du City.
The Card Creators Association.
The vice president was back from his trip. He was shocked to discover that all the Card Creating Masters in the association looked pale and frail. They seemed to be swaying in the wind.
"What is happening?"
"Did all of you not sleep and commit adultery in the middle of the night?" 
"Because of Lu Ming? Nonsense, I have checked the data. Lu Ming only visited once every few days. Don't you know how to manage your time?"
"What? Before Lu Ming left, he left some lines behind?"
The vice president was shocked.
Damn! He even left homework for them?!
That would be too much!
"He is too daring!"
"What? You could not help but study the lines?"
"Nonsense!"
The vice president was furious.
What kind of lines were so important that they could not help but study them?
Nonsense!
Why would they come up with such stupid excuses?
He then picked up the lines that Lu Ming left.
Well…
They looked okay. Although they were not high-level lines, they were very neat and were highly optimized. This part of the lines seemed interesting…
Hehe, so this was what happened… it was nothing that great either…
After a long while…
The vice president put aside the lines and looked out of the window.
Oh, damn it. The sky had turned bright.
…
"These lines…"
The vice president's expression became serious.
To the Card Creators who spent their lifetimes studying lines, lines that were at a low-level stage but were optimized to the ultimate level were a deadly temptation to them!
There was no way to resist!
In the vice president's long term memory, the last time he felt that frail was when he was sixteen years old. That night, he had a fantastic time with his male friends and he had felt drained and exhausted…
Lu Ming was quite interesting.
Although the child was only a four-star Card Creator, his abilities and his lines were of high research value!
From this point of view, Lu Ming was eligible to study lines with them!
However, Lu Ming had just graduated… 
Why had he graduated now?!
When was it?
It was April, only two months away from graduation season this year. It was just in time for the Millennium anniversary of The First Academy. It would be a very grand anniversary! 
Unfortunately…
Lu Ming graduated before that!
Why?
The vice president was lost in his thoughts. What was the old fellow at The First Academy up to?!
Graduation.
This was the most important event of The First Academy!
Every year after graduation, a number of qualified graduates entered society. They were the most favored graduates!
No one could be compared with them!
The major associations were waiting for the new graduating talents this year to attract them with rich compensation after they graduated!!! 
All the associations were in serious preparation!
They were waiting for newly graduated students!
Did their vocations matter?
No!
This was because they could always change their vocation!!
More often than not, people would have regrets about choosing the wrong vocation. Some people even looked into the cultivation methods to change to other vocations. This method was called changing vocation.
The essence of changing vocation was to reduce the loss of energy to the lowest! 
Initially…
The loss of energy in changing vocation was as high as 90% and above!
Right now, after so many years of development, with the premise that the vocation still belonged to the same category, the loss of energy when changing vocation had been controlled to 50% or less!
This bore a lot of significance!
The so-called vocations that belonged to the same category had the same requirements. For example, similar vocations that majored in the training of the physical body, or similar vocations that majored in the cultivation of the mental strength!
Another example was—
A Swordsman!
A qualified six-star Swordsman had eligible physical fitness and powerful soul and mental strength. Even if their vocation cores were destroyed, all of these would be intact!
It was true.
This was their foundation when they changed their vocations!
The soul and mental strength!
Physical fitness!
All of these would not disappear!
Therefore…
Even if they changed their vocations, it would not affect their energy level!
Regardless of what vocation they changed to, for example Spearman, Stavesman, Clubman or other vocations, it would be very easy! 
What if one did not have the skills?
It was alright. The association would impart the skills to them.
What if they were not used to the combat skills?
It was alright. The association would help them to familiarize with it.
As long as one had the foundation of a Swordsman and one was experienced with cultivation, it was only a problem of how much energy could be retained after re-cultivation.
Of course.
If one insisted on choosing to become an Elementalist that was not in any way related to a Swordsman… well they would have to start from scratch. It would be suicidal to them…
In fact…
To all the various associations (with the exception of the Energy Warriors Association), they were very happy to provide large amounts of energy to groom a powerful and perfect six-star!
There was no one else but these students.
The graduates from The First Academy had a very strong foundation!!!
They had excellent talents and powerful mental strengths. No one could be compared with them! Since they were experienced in many vocations, this would mean that they had a more diversified combat experience!
This was what geniuses were like!
Of course.
Changing vocation would only work for graduates of The First Academy.
Two years ago, the Summoners Association tried to get a six-star Elementalist from a key college to join them. He was said to be talented and they roped him in to change his vocation to a Summoner, in the end… 
There was nothing more…
After changing his vocation, the Elementalist could not reach a six-star.
Therefore…
This went to show that the graduates of The First Academy were very valuable! Only cultivators from this college were deemed to be talents in the real sense!!!
Therefore…
It was the time for the associations to vie for the graduates during every graduation season!
They would try to take in graduates from ordinary colleges. But they would fight to get the graduates from The First Academy to join them!
Of course.
In the competition for the graduates, instead of the traditional sense of joining the association in name only, it was for them to officially become the 'association staff', to become a part of the association!! 
The students from The First Academy were gifted!
And now…
They wanted to groom them to become strong cultivators.
Especially this year!
This was a special year as this was the Millennium celebration of The First Academy!
The First Academy would definitely have a grand celebration this year. This would reflect on the graduation season, the rewards as well as the people who participated in the graduation season!
The graduates…
Would be even more powerful!
They would have more potential!
Therefore, all the branches of the various associations had been waiting to strike at the right time.
They were waiting.
When graduation season ended, they would do all their best to get them to join their associations, to become part of the strong team in the association!
Well, the problem was… what was Lu Ming doing!?
Judging from the time in which he had graduated, Lu Ming was considered as one of those special graduates. This was because the graduation season for this year had yet to start. Therefore, Lu Ming must have belonged to the previous class of graduates…
It was true.
He belonged to the previous batch of graduates!
Although he managed to avoid the time of the year where many students graduated and Lu Ming could receive a lot of resources, it was still different compared to the size of the event two months later!
Therefore…
Why did he graduate now?!
"Lu Ming…"
The vice president pondered for a moment.
Could he be a smoke bomb released by The First Academy?
Or perhaps…
This was a test for the Card Creators Association?
The exchange worked both ways. The association could choose the students and the students could choose the association as well.
After joining various associations, they would have top-notch resources and they would try to increase their energy level within that one year. This was the year where their energy levels had the fastest increase!
This could be seen as the fresh graduates year.
This was the year where their energy level would have the maximum increase!!!
Therefore…
The students wanted to be assured that the association would be able to give them all the resources!
This point was very important!
That was right!
The graduates from The First Academy were seven-stars-to-be. All of them were very important! It was true that there might not even be a seven-star in a group of one hundred students!
However…
Their energy level would still be second only to seven-star cultivators!
Even if they failed to break through, they would still be the backbone of the association!
Therefore…
Every graduate was equally important!
However…
Lu Ming had just graduated.
He was a special student who graduated in a special time among the rest of the graduates…
"What tricks are the old fellows up to?!"
The vice president was deep in his thoughts.
"President."
The assistant suddenly came over. "Regarding Lu Ming's resources…"
"Give him all the resources."
The vice president did not have the slightest hesitation. "Graduation season will start in another two months. If other graduates find out that Lu Ming was treated unfairly, no one will want to join us! Therefore, not only must we give Lu Ming equal treatment, we must provide him with better resources!"
"Understood!"
The assistant nodded.
He understood the reasoning, however… should they really give him all the resources?!
"Of course!"
The vice president was very calm. "We must let the students who are about to graduate and enter graduation season know how much resources we are capable of giving them!
"We must show them…
"The kind of special treatment they will be given, do you understand?
"In that case…
"Those who are interested in card creation will definitely choose us!"
The vice president was very certain.
"However, I heard that Lu Ming has worked with the Swordsman Association as well…"
The assistant said in a low voice.
"Don't worry."
The vice president knew that Lu Ming had founded a Sword Card Master Association, but it was affiliated to the Card Creators Association. However, there were only a few members in the association. It was just like child's play.
"Let him have a go at it."
The vice president waved his hands.
He got up…
He looked into the distance.
The resources were one thing. What he wanted to know was… what the dean of The First Academy was up to.
The sly old fox was getting harder and harder to understand…
…
Swordsman Association.
They were glad that Lu Ming was interested in learning swordplay from them.
"Let him learn as much as he likes!
"If he doesn't leave, he can continue to learn them!
"Lu Ming has a special status. He is the only graduate right now. We must show our sincerity so that more…
"What? Lu Ming had a terrifying endurance level? And all of you could no longer handle it? Let me think about it…
"Forget it.
"Get some of the masters who are out on missions to come back and to take turns practicing swordplay with Lu Ming. I don't believe dozens of six-star masters would not be able to handle Lu Ming?!"
This was what the Swordsman Association had in mind.
Hence…
The Swordsman Association that closed for three days reopened.
They went all out.
Dozens of six-star masters practiced with Lu Ming!
Lu Ming was on the super fast track to learning swordplay. All the other students had seen for themselves the attitude that the Swordsman Association had toward The First Academy graduates! 
At this very moment…
Somewhere.
Lu Ming who had just left the Swordsman Association wore a satisfied look on his face.
He had had a good time these past few days.
He knew what his weakness was—It would not do to flip the tables every time!
He needed to increase his energy level!
He needed solid combat abilities!
And these…
All of these required a strong foundation!!!
Although he was not qualified to study in The First Academy, with the help of the big shots in the associations, his energy level had a significant increase!
Lu Ming learned the foundations, lines, structure and all other knowledge from the Card Creators Association!
Xiao-Xiaojian learned the foundations, the strokes, and all other swordplays in the Swordsman Association!
The process was never ending.
He was making good progress!
His combat abilities had improved!
"At this rate, we will be able to attain advanced four-star in two months!"
Lu Ming was thrilled.
He finally restored his dignity as a master!
Although he came up with all kinds of excuses for himself, saying that he had one hundred thousand points of energy and he had good combat abilities, it was true that he was at a very low level!
Xiaobai had already caught up with him!
Lu Ming was given a harsh blow because of this!
Although he was glad that Xiaobai had improved, he could not tolerate that he was very weak. Therefore, he cultivated madly over those few days!
He had to become stronger!
The so-called graduation season and changing vocations…
Lu Ming had heard of them, but it had nothing to do with him!
He had already graduated.
And…
Changing vocations was very easy to understand.
For Lu Ming, changing vocations was similar to finding a job after college.
For example, someone majored in computing and was sick of programming. He wanted to sell computers and adds-on, or even to sell compact discs. It was not a problem… After all it was considered an IT industry. However, what if he wanted to rear pigs??!
Did they consider the feelings of the pigs?
The pigs might even die from it!
The so-called 'changing vocation' was more or less the same thing.
For people like his sister who re-cultivated her original vocation, her energy would be recovered in the shortest time. But if someone changed to another professional vocation, it would have to depend on whether one matched with the vocation! 
Of course.
This had nothing to do with Lu Ming.
All he was concerned about was cultivation!
He needed to work on increasing his energy!
To strive to be better!
He had to increase his cultivation level, his cultivation speed, and to reach advanced four-star, peak four-star and five-star as soon as possible, so as to restore his dignity as a master!
After all…
It had been some time since Xiaobai caught up with him!
He had to work harder!
"Phew—"
Lu Ming encouraged himself.
He believed that he would be able to restore his dignity very soon!
Well…
He could do it!
Ding!
His wristband vibrated.
"Oh?"
Lu Ming instinctively took a glance.
Ding—
"The data testing is completed—Application for a new ability of the card spirit!"
"Name: Pending."
"Effect: Mass killing. It can be used as a counterattack move when faced with two or more enemies. After multiple calculations, judgments and analyses, it would undergo a certain number of sealing and materialization, achieving the effect of killing the enemies!" 
"Requirement: The card spirit has to be familiar with the concept of geometry and to be proficient in data calculus."
"Source of inspiration: Seven-parts sealing, giving someone a dose of their own medicine. "
"Applicant—Xiaobai."
…


The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.
Lu Ming, who initially planned to lead an idle life, had a not-so-boring dream now — He hopes to seal the entire world in the cards.
One still needed to have dreams. What if you could realize them?

Even though a crazy incident was occurring— the God of Light devouring the Mother of Sea—it did not cause Goddess of Wealth's mood to turn sour and change Her original plans. She still sent out the promised teachers.
This batch of teachers consisted of eight people. They were experts who were good with ledgers and counting when they were still living. Amongst them, there was more than one officer whose name was remembered by later generations. Sui Xiong gave them each a body to avoid scaring people. They had been turned into Godly creatures and had not possessed physical bodies for some time. They were all quite happy, expressing that this was an experience that was hard to come by, and that it was very interesting.
With this batch of high-level teachers (probably the highest level in the history of mankind), the "Federation of Accounting College" was successfully formed as the first campus of the New Asian Comprehensive Technical School.
Those who were willing to learn first needed basic knowledge from the main campus, including the official language and common mathematics. After completing their basic knowledge lessons, they would go to the accounting school campus to learn accounting skills. That would take one year of schooling. Within this year, they would need to learn about products from all places on the mainland along with their prices, some simple and yet important local customs, writing and checking ledgers, calculating profits and taxes, and last but not least the most advanced knowledge: financial budgeting.
Of course, all these things were to happen progressively. Only when they learned the simple topics well would teachers move to advanced topics. And only when they had learned all other topics with great results would teachers instruct in financial budgeting.
The current graduates who were supposed to be sent out to become local clerks were being gathered to learn accounting. They were all very glad to be learning an extra set of skills and showed tremendous passion for learning.
Just how hardworking were they? It was not as if their heads were hanging off the beams or that they were sitting on thorns in agony. But it was not unusual that they'd purposely sleep uncomfortably, to sleep lightly. In fact, most of the students did not even average four hours of sleep per day. They used all their might to learn desperately. Thankfully the school was close to church and pastors could arrive as problems arose. Otherwise, they were afraid that someone might overwork themselves and die of exhaustion.
Sui Xiong had asked the pastors to talk to them many times, and these students had promised to rest well. But once they turned around they were working hard and learning again. They were all like dried sponges, absorbing all the water they could get to quickly make themselves be more fulfilled and saturated with information.
Even then there were not many who actually had outstanding results.
After one year, only four students out of the batch of 400 could learn financial budgeting.
Surrounding these four students were Leon the archon of Garth City, Olian the lord of Geerteng City, and Rhode, the financial supervisor of Void Mask Theme Park. The three of them had to fight over the graduates, and no one was willing to back down.
At the moment, they could not even think of their friendship. They all wanted the last top graduate to join them in addition to taking in one top student each.
A talented person proficient in finances and accounts, and could even make qualified financial budgeting, was more valuable than gold wherever he went. The three of them even kept the news to themselves with implicit understanding. Even though they were arguing badly inside the conference room, they'd laugh and joke with each other in public without mentioning anything at all.
In the end, the three argued until they reached Sui Xiong. Sui Xiong considered carefully before giving the last top graduate to Leon because his work was really busy. Garth City was developing well these years and the financial jobs were getting more plentiful. He really needed more talented people.
And yet, Rhode and Olian both complained quite a while privately. They had already planned to take action as soon as possible during the next batch of accounting graduates and recruit the best talents for themselves!
As for the average graduates, they had also been widely welcomed. The nobles and chambers of commerce who received the news were all skeptical initially, but they soon found out that these young people who were proficient with accounting were really excellent. They were especially loyal to their duties. This made employers extremely happy and satisfied.
As a result, the first batch of 200 graduates was taken in. There were even a number of nobles who contacted the school directly, hoping that they could reserve a few students in advance.
"You will need to wait another four years," Principal Wor said. Of course, He used a clone whom common people couldn't recognize, as well as an alias.
Medium and small-sized nobles thought, only four years; we can afford to wait!
They had already suffered long due to the lack of suitable financial supervisors and could afford to be patient.
On the other hand, wealthy and powerful nobles and bigger Chambers of Commerce expressed their interests to invest in the school, to expand the school. They hoped that there would be a batch of graduates per year, so they could get enough financial staff as soon as possible.
Sui Xiong did not blindly agree to their requests because he felt that it should be waited out to see if this batch of graduates could actually help society improve or not. Then, only he would decide if the school should expand.
These graduates were mostly working for big nobles and big businessmen, and this worried him a little. He was not sure if training the talents was helping a bad cause.
It was better to be more cautious.
Even though the accounting school produced a batch of students every four years, he could still use a different time schedule to make other technical schools.
The name "New Asian" did not have to only cover accounting.
Computing and others were not possible. But I should at least make a culinary school!
A culinary school would have fewer requirements in comparison with an accounting school because the focus was different. Being a chef would not require a high level of cultural knowledge. But the craft was even more important than accounting. So Sui Xiong adjusted the course duration to three years for a batch: one year of basic knowledge and the remaining two years learning culinary skills.
There was much more content in culinary school. It not only included the recognition and preparation of cooking materials, but also seasoning of various flavors and cooking techniques. Leon and Olian gathered the past school graduates from both Garth City and Geerteng City to ask if they were interested in learning culinary arts. Most of the graduates were willing to spend another two years learning a reliable craft. They already saved one year's time by learning basic knowledge.
The principal for the culinary school campus was Javier's clone. The God of Joy was not joyful as of late. Even though he appeared in various celebrations, he showed little interest. When He was around His close friends, He took off His mask of joy to reveal a heavy heart of depression and worry.
The death of the Mother of Sea was only one of the reasons He was depressed. He worried about the progressive future of the entire Human God system.
The God of Light was an extremely strong-willed God. While He was only a normal member amongst the Human God system, He could not accept any opposing commentary. Now that He had devoured the Mother of Sea, He gained the power to control mankind. Even if nobody understood how powerful this could be, it must have promoted His power.
So… what was He going to do?
Among the Human God system, His position was the highest point. Amongst the Gods, He was already recognized as one of the strongest. Considering His newly obtained powers, perhaps He was now only second to the Number One Expert of Strong Divine Power, the master of the Order, also known as "The Great Holy Power."
What would he do with this power now that He had gotten it?
"Maybe He will conquer," Morani guessed, "or maybe He is planning to start a war with the God of Orcs. Does He want to completely defeat this major opponent in the long history of Human God system?"
This guess was very reasonable and logical. In fact, most of Gods also predicted this.
And yet, things were often unpredictable. While the God of Light was still silent, the Orc God system had already taken action. They announced a God's order to have the empire launch a full-scale attack on the Eagle Kingdom.
Thus, the war began!


In the world, there were gods who obeyed the rules, whether good or evil. But there were also evil gods who defied the rules. 
When a traverser was confronted by the rules that he could never conform to, the resulting collision marks the beginning of the story of an evil god…
This is the story of a good man who transformed into a great jellyfish, then traversed his world to arrive at a world of swords and magic. His journey of searching and exploring eventually led to him remaking nature and changing the world. 

I stood at the podium, looking at the faces of my classmates, my fellow seniors and graduates. My hands were shaking and I gripped the sides of the podium to steady my hands. 


"Good morning to all the teachers, parents, guests and fellow graduates. We now stand in the school grounds for the last time as students. Once we leave the gates we have been passing by everyday for the  past few months, we're no longer in high school . What will happen? We do not know. We will go to college, go our separate ways, find new friends, create new bonds, discover new relationships. 


But we would always look back to our Alma mater, the place that honed our talents, brought out the artists in us, the genius in us, the athletes in us. The place where we found our second family, the friends that we would keep for life, the relationships we found. Yes, there were misunderstandings, heartbreaks and failures but those experiences we will bring as we enter another chapter in our lives. 


Above all, we would always remember the laughter, the smiles of our classmates, the seatmates that we secretly crush on." I earned a few oohhss from the crowd. "The lessons we thought we understood but failed the exam miserably. " 


Laughter erupted from the graduates. "You know I'm right." 


I paused and looked at Rick who was smiling proudly in his seat. 


"In this school we found ourselves, we gained our confidence, our footing, so that we can march proudly towards new challenges, new beginnings and our new lives. To the classmates, friends and my loved ones, with our heads held high,. " 


I removed my cap from my head. 


"As this year's class valedictorian, I salute all our teachers and families, and I salute ourselves. We are the graduates of class 2020. "


The graduates stood up and graduation caps filled the air and applause echoed in the gym. 


That was a great speech, mom kissed the top of my head. The graduation ceremony was over but the gym was still full of students giving friends and families last goodbyes and taking photos. 


Dad put an arm around me and Mom. "Let's go take a picture."


Janet, still stifling, trying not to cry, snapped a photo of us. 


"Hi guys." Rick appeared behind us. 


"Hi son. " Dad greeted him. Seeing them together, in good terms made my heart melt. 


"Hey" he walked to me and gave me a swift kiss in the lips. "Can I borrow a moment of your time?"


I looked at mom and dad. "Go. Just be home in time for dinner. " 


"I'll see to it. " It was Rick who responded as he wrapped my hands in his. 


"What's up?" I asked as I followed him out of the gym. 


Then I noticed Raymond, talking to someone, and I knew instantly what Rick wanted. 


"Mom, he's Alvin" 


His mom was like a female version of Raymond, soft features, small built, like 5ft, and a very beautiful smile like sunshine. 


She gave me a warm hug and kissed me on the cheeks. "I'm so sorry if my stupid ex husband was mean to you." She whispered softly. 


I gave her a weak smile. "So you're ok with this? With us?"


"Whoever makes my son happy, I'm all for it."


"Thank you."

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Alvin is bad at making conversations. He's smart and popular but he mostly kept to himself. One day, basketball captain Rick invaded his personal space and is throwing him off. How would Alvin handle this invasion? And what is Rick's motive for doing so?

After entering the starship Eden took in a deep breath, then suddenly he started coughing and shaking violently.

Phew...

"I will never get over this feeling. Starships they call it, fell more like a hot air balloon without any basket."

Finally stabilising himself he walked towards his booked room.

Eden didn't like to travel in public starships. They were like long tour bus that never had chance to be cleaned on the inside.

Starships, once they leave any terminal they will stay in hyperdrive for at least two or three days. Hence, even a small starship like the one Eden's parents had booked will stay in one terminal for five or six hours.

As for it's looks, it looked exactly like those large cylindrical airbus, minus the basket.

Than there was the air. First it was artificially made and second they circulated the same air within the ship entire time.

"At least they change the bed sheets."

Eden thew himself in the bed, and opened the comm. He was looking at a slip online.

- Dome Star Cluster Mechanic Competition -

One of the most popular and also one of the most hard competition where a mechanic could take part; in entire Dome Star cluster.

More than hundred thousand of mechanics took part in the competition. Worst part for every highschool graduate was that, it accepted both highschool and university graduates in the competition.

In other words there was higher chance for university graduates to win the competition. Other contestants were there to be made fun of.

That didn't mean highschool graduate didn't have any chance. In fact lots of highschool graduate had won the competition when compared to university graduates. But the problem was, it always created a tension between both graduates.

Nobody wanted to be looked down upon. As for those that hosted the event, the more drama there is, the better. Hence Eden still hasn't registered himself for the competition.

After some hesitation he finally entered his name. The competition was going to happen after two months, hence he had two months of time to prepare for everything.

"As long as I am able to enter top hundred, it's enough."

Thinking this he sat up in his bed, then looked at his remaining blood essence in storage. "Why don't I make another gene reagent? It's not like I have anything else to do."

After thinking for sometime he choose to make gene reagent out of golden horned tortoise.

Shua!

Eden took out blood essence from storage and  inserted it into gene production module, than like before he started to make gene formula and gene reagent at the same time.

My first original, Where I basically tried to make a system where you can actually buy Luck attribute. Got the idea from the strongest gene.

Though I will focus on combat suits a little bit, most of the time I will focus on both mechanic and gene-related parts. As for the gaming elements, the whole world is set in a partial game setting. no such thing as Health Points or stuff, but there will be attributes And levels.

I happen to read novels like The Legendary Mechanic, Super Gene, and The Strongest Gene, and I got this idea, to make a new novel.

Only this time on a very massive scale.

I'm learning to write a novel with the same writing way as that of the strongest gene.

Hope you all like it. And please comment. My writing capabilities are really shitty.

Blood is not nectar. Where it is poured with it is the blessing of death.... ...

These words are engraved on a tombstone at the entrance to the Canyon of Seth, on the border of the eastern and western continents, an inscription of the seventh emperor of the Mystic Star Empire two thousand years ago, which ended a century-long continental war.

--

June 21, 3157 of the Alliance calendar.

Night - 11:25.

Alliance Academy Virtual Platform - Virtual War Zone 52 Seth's Canyon.

Like a ferocious beast, the blizzard rushed fiercely into Seth's Canyon, shaking everything into a frenzy, covering the ground with a thick layer of ice and discouraging the -30 degree weather.

At the entrance to the canyon, people stood, wearing all sorts of soft armor with a faint sheen against the bitter cold of the place.

"This is the Bear Academy of the Mystic Star Empire of Newso City. I'm Rita and I'm covering the test site in Seth Canyon."

"This is Mi Wan from Pegasus Academy. Virtual Zone 52 is here, closing in 35 minutes. This time, which of the top academy graduates will be able to pass the level 9 difficulty test? We'll see what happens."

...

In the crowd, a dozen beautiful women were opening the light screen and broadcasting the situation here to the people outside Virtual Area 52.

For such a beautiful sight, the prominent students from the top-ranking academies around them didn't see it, and most of them were looking toward the entrance of the canyon, nervously waiting for something.

The line of sight landed in the middle of the crowd, where several figures stood.

The crowd around them instinctively backed away, keeping their distance from those figures, which made these people the center of attention in the crowd.

One of them, a blond man wearing light blue soft armor and holding a jet-black revolver, looked at the entrance of Seth's Canyon and muttered." Only Bai Qingwei from the South Hills Academy is still inside. If she also fails, our Mysterious Star Empire graduates want to pass the ninth level of difficulty. There would be no hope. Yizura, you have been competing with Bai Qingwei for four years. You should know her well, do you think she has hope?" 

To the side, a beautiful woman with soft blue armor and an elegant figure shook her head with a smile and said, ''Albert, you are the most deserving strength master of this graduation class, and you have only passed the seventh level of difficulty. Bai Qingwei is not as strong as you in all aspects. Being able to pass the seventh level is already the limit."

Albert's face was slightly dark, his blue eyes were somewhat deep, and his black revolver was unfamiliar. The crescent moon emblem on the hilt of the gun glowed faintly as he twirled it in his hand, giving off a slightly dangerous aura.

Izakura's pretty face paled slightly as he took a step back and smiled, "I'm sorry, Albert. I didn't mean to offend you, and in fact, you're number one in this year's Mysterious Star Empire rankings. That's an accepted fact."

"Huh ... I'm the strongest expert in this class?" ..." .

Albert pursed his lips and his face was indifferent, as if he was thinking about something unpleasant.

At the entrance to the canyon a figure appeared and glided over the thick ice and came to the front in the blink of an eye.

The eyes of many of the men in the crowd suddenly warmed, and even cold, arrogant Albert had an undisguised appreciation in his blue eyes.

She was a touching woman, with a faint glow that pulsed in her soft scarlet armor like an elf bathed in firelight, with a smile on her face that seemed kind but had a faint tinge of disconnection.

Such a woman would arouse any man's desire for conquest.

Tsikura's frown changed slightly. I glanced at the entrance to Seth Canyon, but saw no movement. I secretly relaxed a little and smiled, "What difficulty did you have getting through, Bai Qingwei?"

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The crimson soft armored woman shook her head and sighed, "It took me half a night, I tried my best and only reached the seventh level of difficulty. No matter how hard you try, you have to get better."

The audience screamed. With a sigh, the talented graduates of the Mysterious Star Empire walked out. At first, they thought they had hopes of passing the level 9 difficulty. They did not expect expectations and reality to be so different.

The virtual zone, 52War-Seth Canyon, was a virtual zone based on the famous Grand Canyon on the border of the eastern and western continents. Only all graduates of the Continental High Academy could participate, and it was also equivalent to the academy's continent-wide graduation test.

The level 9 difficulty of the Seth Canyon is similar to that of the actual canyon. If a graduate is able to pass it, all graduates of this country will have a +1.

However, the Mystic Star Empire had never seen such a graduate in thirty years.

"That's right."

Bai Qingwei's expression twitched slightly as he asked, "And that person, he didn't come?"

Hearing this, Albert , Izura and the others changed their expression and then shook their heads. 

"That guy didn't show up? This is the final evaluation of every graduate." Bai Qingwei was surprised.

Albert narrowed his blue eyes and said indifferently, "If that person wanted to come, the target would have to be level nine difficulty. He hasn't shown up yet, so he must be unsure and won't come."

Izakura and the others nodded, agreeing with Albert's judgment.

There was a lively discussion, and everyone was talking about one name: Rei.

Ling, to be precise, was not a name, but a code name. She was also the most mysterious person in this class of the Mysterious Star Empire.

Four years ago, the first-year geniuses represented by Albert increased rapidly. When he was unbeatable in the war zone of the Alliance Academy's virtual platform, Ling suddenly appeared and suppressed Mystic Star with great power. All the geniuses of the Empire of the same rank.

In his third year, he defeated the fourth-year geniuses consecutively, breaking the record set by the elders and shocking the entire Mysterious Star Empire.

But this man was too mysterious, he always used the codename Ling, and no one knew which genius student in the university he was.

In the past year, Ling had appeared only a few times, which allowed Albert to catch up with him from behind and take the first place in the ranking of Mystic Star Empire graduates.

However, in the minds of most Mystic Star Empire students, Ling was the most respectable graduate.

"It's a pity..." Bai Qing sighed lightly and said regretfully, "Battle Area 52 will close soon, so she won't have time to come now."

At the entrance of the canyon, a countdown appeared on the monument, and it was only twenty minutes before Seth's Canyon closed.

Suddenly, Albert's expression changed and he looked out into the crowd, where an unfamiliar figure was added.

It was a man wearing a mask. The soft armor on his body was old. It was the standard soft armor introduced by the system when the academy's freshmen first entered the virtual war zone. It had only average defensive power.

Some of the new students even despised wearing it after receiving it. It represented the status of the new first-year students.

However, the soft armor Ling wore had always been the same. A year ago, he had not transformed into another one when he challenged the previous genius who had graduated from the seventh rank in his third year . Soft armor .

"Ling..." whispered Albert .

Bai Qingwei and the others were taken aback and followed his line of sight, only to see a blurry shadow passing through the crowd and disappearing like a ghost through the ice at the entrance of the canyon .

"There's only so much time, how is that possible? There's not even time for level 1 difficulty ..."

Izanara whispered, "Suddenly, her beautiful eyes widened as if she was thinking of something." The reason Ling appeared here now was to push herself to the max to challenge level 9 difficulty?"

The faces of those present changed at the thought of this possibility, and Ling used the past to prove it. Difficulty level 8 was not difficult.

However, it had not appeared until now. Obviously, this was because he wanted to put great pressure on himself, he wanted to challenge Seth Canyon on difficulty level 9 within the time limit.

Under the pressure of the limit, he was given the opportunity to beat the limit. It was something geniuses were always willing to try .....

"Only twenty minutes..."

Albert's eyes twitched slightly as he gritted his teeth and said, "Ling! Let's see if you can set a legendary record for the academy for thirty years ...?"

A minute passed .....

The crowd stared at the countdown on the monument. Although it was difficult to traverse level 9 of Seth's Canyon in 20 minutes, something that was unimaginable, those present still wanted to see if he could The miracle happened.

Ding!

At one minute to twelve, a faint sound suddenly came from the entrance to the canyon, and a screen of light appeared, revealing a line of words ...

For a moment, the crowd overflowed. They knew that there was only one situation in which a curtain of light appeared at the entrance of the canyon, and that was when someone had passed Seth's Canyon difficulty level 9.

"It really happened..." Bai Qingwei's eyes widened as he muttered.

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Meanwhile.

At South Foothill Academy, the fourth-year dormitory was buzzing with joy like a tidal wave.

"Seth Cannon level 9 difficulty, pass! Ling, are you our god?"

"Did he really pass? So, aren't all the mysterious Star Empire graduates +1 this year?"

"Impressive! With a +1 curriculum grade, I can enter the Southern Luo Province Guard Department for the ... exam!"

Hundreds of graduates chanted excitedly. As they chanted Ling's name, they were also lucky to be able to graduate this year.

Students in the other dormitories were envious, as they graduated with a +1 grade on the curriculum. For many students, their future path in life would change because of this. They are very lucky to graduate this year.

In one of the dormitories in the fourth-year building, a wolf howl sounded.

"Lin Chuan, Seth Canyon's level 9 has been passed and we have a score of +1 in the course! We are now developed! Lin is amazing!"

Here, in this bedroom, a burly bear-like man was hugging a thin man wearing a virtual sensory helmet, shouting excitedly and recalling some strange images.

"Alright. Lu Xiong, do you want to assassinate your companions?"

Struggling to wriggle out of the man's bear hug, Lin Chuan took off the virtual sensing helmet and looked at his roommate and co-worker with me with narrowed eyes. "I've been watching the match on the virtual platform, don't I know this news?"

"Hehehehe ... Our graduates this year are really cool, let's have a party all night! I'll go find someone, you come quickly." Lu Xiong laughed and turned around to run out of the room to find the students in the surrounding dormitories.

Lin Chuan looked around the dormitory, but his thoughts were still a bit blank. This was something that had to happen when he suddenly left the virtual platform.

"Seth Cannon level 9 difficulty ... , +1 Graduation Resume ... For most graduates of the Mysterious Star Empire, this should be a wild event worth celebrating ..."

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Lin Chuan held the virtual sensory helmet in his hand and whispered, "But what about me? The four years of virtual war zone glory are over. The only reward is a level +1 graduation course ..."

"Tomorrow at this time, I will truly graduate and the virtual platform of the Alliance Academy will close for me. From now on, I will truly be an ordinary person ..."

With a soft sigh, Lin Chuan reluctantly stroked his virtual induction helmet.

At that moment, Lu Xiong's voice came from outside the door. Lin Chuan woke up and turned off the virtual sensing helmet.

"Ding" ... Ling, codename Ling, exit the Alliance Academy's virtual platform ..."

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The introduction of Azaroth seemed to give birth to another wave of anger in those Palm Valley School graduates.
 
It stemmed from the fact that they had been considered inferior to the Acadia School's students. Moreover, these weren't just empty rumors, but the Acadia School students would usually crush the Palm Valley School students during every inter-school competition.
 
This inferiority complex originated and continued to develop because of those inter-school competitions. Generation by generation, it became a mental block for many of the students of Palm Valley School.
 
And right now, many Palm Valley School Graduates had known that Acadia School's graduates were also present. They had used all their contacts and brought twice the number of students from Acadia School's graduates. There were even two 4 Star Warriors among them.
 
Here, in this camp, they had finally felt somewhat superior to the Acadia Academy, whether it was because of their numbers or the higher cultivation of their superiors.
 
However, now, as they saw their friend in that trodden state, they were seemingly told that nothing had changed. The situation was still the same as before, and they were still inferior to the Acadia School's students.
 
"You…! We won't let you go for this!" It was one of Rudy's friends as he hatefully glared at Azaroth.
 
Azaroth seemed to welcome that glare and even replied, "Sure. I will welcome a challenge at any time. But I hope there won't be such trash who would challenge me. That would just be insulting."
 
"I will kill you!"
 
A guy launched himself at Azaroth with a killing intent flashing in his eyes.
 
Azaroth raised his arm and waited for this guy to enter his range.
 
However, Aiden appeared and stopped this guy from even entering Azaroth's range.
 
"Stop it! You aren't his match. He is a 4 Star Warrior, and he can effortlessly kill a 4 Star Beast." Aiden informed these guys to make them give up.
 
"What?! You are telling me that this guy, who seems to be near our age, is a 4 Star Warrior?!" Another guy shouted while pointing at Azaroth.
 
Aiden replied with a solemn expression, "I don't need to lie to you. If you still want to go forward, that's sure. But I don't want you to be injured for no reason."
 
Those words did stop most of them in their tracks. Although they were angry, nobody wanted to be injured like Rudy.
 
"Don't think I won against this guy because I am a 4 Star Warrior. I only used the strength of a 3 Star Warrior. Isn't that right, Aiden?" Azaroth spoke to Aiden as if they were friends already.
 
Aiden was a bit uncomfortable as Azaroth spoke those words. This was indeed the truth, but he knew that if he did confirm it now, it would be adding oil to the fire.
 
"Sir Edwin, I believe I was showing you the entire camp. Let's leave this and continue our tour." Aiden decided to change the topic entirely.
 
"Sure."
 
Now, Azaroth didn't even glance at these guys who picked up Rudy and took him to the camp's healer.
 
Although Azaroth had broken Rudy's bones. He could still be treated in a single day by a healer. However, if Azaroth had used his Wind Elemental Attacks and then injured Rudy, leaving behind his Ardor in Rudy's body, it would be quite tricky to heal Rudy.
 
Rudy would be on bed rest for at least a week then.
 
As they were returning to the camp, Aiden looked at Azaroth and asked him, "Was there a need to be so heavy-handed on them?"
 
Now, all sorts of arrogance had seemingly vanished from Azaroth's face. He replied with a calm voice, "Humiliating them meant a better standing and more acceptance by the Acadia School's students. And unlike these people, they are actually talented."
 
"Also, this is a rivalry between our schools. If our positions were reversed, they would have done the same or worse to me without any guilty feelings."
 
"Still…We are going to be comrades. It's not a good idea to anger them." Aiden couldn't help but lower his head and sigh. He knew that he couldn't order Azaroth around. The most he could do was advise or request him.
 
"You still don't understand it. Once they know that I am a graduate of the Acadia School, they would already hate me. What I have done is willingly make them hate me but gain some advantages along the way." Azaroth said quite calmly as if he had planned this.
 
"I shall be honest with you, Sir Edwin. I am not a fan of such schemes," Aiden replied with a solemn expression.
 
"If so, it's a good thing you aren't a Noble or a Royal. Since our birth, we are thrown into an abyss of politics. The more you try to stay away from it, the quicker you will die." Azaroth gave a melancholic smile to Aiden.

For some moments, Aiden remained silent. As if he was contemplating Azaroth's words.
 
He spoke with a bit of seriousness in his voice, "Sir Edwin, please do not involve my disciples or me in this political battle."
 
"Hahaha… You worry too much. Why would I involve you in such battles? I have only been explaining this to you as a friend." Azaroth said with a light-hearted laugh.
 
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As Azaroth returned back, his cabin was surprisingly ready. It was made of rather sturdy wood, and Azaroth was sure that it could easily take a punch from that guy named Rudy and shrug it off.
 
Brynn Gaynor didn't say anything about how he readied this house. It was as if he wanted to keep this information a secret.
 
However, Azaroth didn't need him to say anything. He already understood that there was a Wood Element expert in this location.
 
As someone with a variant element, which differed from the basic elements, the wood element had many uses. Especially near a forest or in a forest, the Wood Element user could be considered to possess a source of inexhaustible energy. Even the strength of their techniques would be strengthened.
 
During ancient times, the Elves races used their Wood Element in their Divine Forest with the amplification from their Guardian Deity, the World Tree, managed to force the Demon Race into retreat.
 
Although the energy provided by this forest couldn't be considered in the same leagues as the Divine Forest with the World Tree, it was still quite a lot for his current level.
 
'Well, I have the time to find this person. If this person can pledge loyalty to me, that would be quite nice.'
 
Azaroth went inside his house and began to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Meditation Technique.
 
In the blink of an eye, it was nighttime. And it was unknown who it was, but somehow, the event that occurred during the afternoon had spread to the entire camp.
 
"Did you hear that news? Someone from our school beat that Rudy guy from Palm Valley School. Haha…"
 
"Yeah. I heard that even after Madam Tia tried to heal him, he is still on bed rest for the rest of the day. Serves him right!"
 
"Yup. Didn't those bastards humiliate us just because they brought two seniors at the 4 Star Rank? If not for the presence of Goddess Sophie, we might have been bullied every day. This is what they fucking deserve!"
 
"Not just this, but I also heard that this person from our school is also a 4 Star Warrior. If that's so, then with his presence, we at least won't be bullied anymore by those Palm Valley School's graduates."
 
"Does anyone know his name or where he is living? I haven't seen a new face here yet. We need to thank him and invite him to our circle."
 
"You are right. I was just too excited that I forgot about it. Let's go and ask the town lord's secretary. That bitch definitely knows where he is living. I heard that he just came to join the camp today, so it shouldn't be that hard to find him."
 
Many of the Acadia School's graduates were quite happy to hear that a graduate from their school knocked down these graduates from Palm Valley School a couple of pegs.
Not just that, but they met with the secretary of the town lord, who naturally informed them where Azaroth was living.
 
And soon enough, these people were near Azaroth's wooden cabin.
 
The oldest among them knocked on Azaroth's door.
 
They received no response in return. But these people found it quite normal and knocked on the door a little firmly this time.
 
This time, they heard a calm voice, "Who is it?"
 
"Brother, we are also the Acadia School's graduates. We wanted to meet you and thank you for helping us vent our frustration by beating those Palm Valley School's graduates."
 
"Oh. It's my fellow brothers. Wait some time. I will get ready and open the door."
 
The people heard his voice and stepped back and waited for Azaroth.
 
After approximately 1 minute, Azaroth opened the door in his Spiritual Clothes. He looked at the people who had come and could more or less recognize half of them because of having ready Edwin's memories.
 
"Edwin Rhodes! It's you?!" Nearly half of them whom Azaroth recognized also recognized him back. It was naturally because Edwin could be considered somewhat famous in the Acadia School.
 
The other half of the people who didn't recognize him remained puzzled over such a surprised tone from their fellow friends.
 
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Albi, Ronan, Caleb, Reece, Sir Douglas…"
 
Those whom Azaroth called sir were his seniors when he was studying in the Acadia School.
 
It was Douglas who suddenly laughed, "To think that the one who was called the weakest amongst his generation has risen to become the strongest amongst all of us. Congratulations, Edwin."
 
"Yes, Sir Edwin. You have truly surprised us. Also, we heard how you thrashed that Rudy guy. Hearing it was really satisfying. Hehe…"
 
The ones called Azaroth senior were his juniors when Edwin was studying in the Acadia School.
 
During those times, not a single one of these people respected Edwin. In fact, they even despised him. But now, all of them were seemingly talking with him as if they were good old friends back then.
 
Azaroth didn't find it strange. He had long become used to the fact that in the world of Martial Arts, strength was necessary to gain respect.
 
Even though he knew that these people could be considered hypocritical. But did he really care about this?
 
Their words, whether they praised him or flattered him had little to no effect on him. It could be considered some minor entertainment for him, though, so it wasn't bad to let them continue.
 
Besides, the world wasn't a black or white place where everything was straightforward. It was made up of shades of grey. Each person does what he believes in. Azaroth didn't want to waste his time contemplating things from a moral standpoint. The ones who preach justice should be the ones who should waste their time on this.
 
What he was interested in was invincibility! For that, no matter what his path led him to, he wasn't going to shy away from making use of everything.

Frascoia Continent… Various races like Celestials, Demons, Humans, Monsters, Elves, Dwarves, and so on occupied this continent.

Humans and the other races lived on the mainland of the continent while the Celestials and Demons lived in Heaven and Purgatory, respectively.

Within the Demons, a prodigy named Azaroth rose quickly, even by demons' standards, to the point of being dubbed a "Demon God. There was only one person above him within the demons: The Great Demon Venerable, the Demons' Supreme Godfather.

Azaroth's extraordinary talent never had the chance to blossom to its full potential; a terrible calamity struck him down and he died soon after. But was this calamity just misfortune or was it hiding an opportunity for him?

Near his deathbed, he prepared for his future ascent to achieve his lofty goal.

Millions of years had passed after Demon God Azaroth's demise and now a young aristocrat called Edwin Rhodes came across a mysterious cave.

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For Xiye's return, it could be considered quite coincidental as it was near the date of the Federation college examination. It was also the graduation period for the various large academies and universities. When he thought of this, Xiye was silently pleased. As expected, he was the son of heaven. Leaving aside the fact that he obtained such good resources, even the timing of his return was opportune.
Xiye's consciousness was then transported to a virtual network. In this place, a large-scaled recruitment event was held. The ones in the lead were those old overlords who lived for a few eras. The amount of traffic they attracted was extremely great, causing many talents who just graduated from the various schools to be drawn here.
Initially, Xiye planned to hire veterans. After all, although graduates were cheap, they were also inexperienced. What he needed most now were instructors. He naturally needed those with a certain amount of teaching experience to build up a good foundation for his treasured subjects. Clearly, fresh graduates couldn't satisfy Xiye's request.
But there was no other solution. High-graded wood elves in the market were easily snatched up, and they were harder to recruit compared to green titans instructors. Because of the wood elf gene's low adaptability rate and expensive school fees, matured wood elves didn't come cheap although they were fresh graduates. And for the majority of overlords, after successfully recruiting them, they wouldn't allow the wood elves to change jobs. Xiye inclined his head and stared at the pricing list. A seventh and eighth-grade wood elf needed a yearly salary of over ten million deity dollars and if he wanted to hire them, he still needed to first pay a non-refundable transfer fee!
What joke was this? Over ten million deity dollars? With it, this daddy could employ 10,000 dark goblins!
There was no solution to this. There were over ten thousand wood elves in his base. He needed an elf instructor; hence, he could only come to this recruitment fair and see if there were any suitable students that he could persuade, as well as wanting to hire an assistant and so on.
Right now, the recruitment fair wasn't open yet. Hence, many overlords started chatting with each other. Xiye glanced at them and immediately could tell that it was very clear that the recruitment fair was divided into two zones. The areas of those grand overlords were clearly more luxurious, while his own area at the other zone looked much more destitute. In addition, grand overlords wouldn't come here personally. They would directly send people down to handle the recruitment matters for them.
And for those in Xiye's zone, everyone here was poor overlords. Now that no jobseekers were here yet, they also started to engage in idle chatter.
"Yo, brother. Are you new?" Just when Xiye was setting up his booth, the overlord beside him took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
Xiye's face that was not covered by his helmet tightened. He asked, "How did you know?"
Could it be that there were the words 'I am a newbie' written on his helmet?
He must get to the bottom of this or if the jobseekers could tell that he was a newbie, his recruitment strength would be lowered.
"I can tell just from how solemn you look. Also, look at how you set up your store? In addition, check out your pricing list for the various jobs. You will pay an assistant so highly at $3,000 a month? Evidently, you don't know the market rate…"
"Too much?" Xiye was startled. "Could it be that this recruitment fair wasn't targeted at those people from reputable schools?"
"So what if they are from reputable schools?" That person rolled his eyes. "No matter how famous the school is, aren't the jobseekers just a batch of fresh graduates? If you are already offering such a high pay, can you afford to increase their salary in the future? The lower their starting pay the better, this is common knowledge. Who is the teacher that taught you about human resources?"
When he heard this, Xiye embarrassedly lowered his head. "Senior, you are correct."
That person saw how humble Xiye was and nodded satisfyingly as he continued, "Don't say that I, as a senior, ain't taking care of you. The recruitment fair is about to open soon, so I'll give you another piece of advice. For these fresh graduates, they are the best to con. Talk to them about their dreams, and you will be able to lower their pay to the pay of a dishwasher. After that, talk to them about their future prospect and mention things like benefits and bonuses, and they would be too embarrassed to continue asking about the pay. As for the work timing? Just tell them the working hours are flexible. As long as the picture you paint is vast and pretty enough, how could you not be able to afford to hire a bunch of students that are of good quality and cheap?"
"Logical!" Xiye felt that it was true as he nodded.
That person laughed contentedly. Just as he wanted to continue, the sound of a bell rang out. After that, the voice of the customer service officer rang out in reminder, "The recruitment fair will begin three minutes later. All overlords, please make your preparations."
"Alright, let's chat again next time." Upon hearing that the fair was about to start, that overlord quickly returned to his store and sat there with a straight face, looking extremely dignified. In addition to his heavenly deity's aura, it was basically impossible to see that this was a trash boss that was preparing to hoodwink fresh graduates.
After the other party went back, Xiye hurriedly changed the salary he listed.
Looking for warrior instructors that specialized in weaponry: Requires the jobseekers to graduate from a first-class weapon-specialized academy. The list of comprehensive universities includes the Ivy Alliance Academy. Priority will be given to fresh graduates that are specialized in axe, gun, and broadsword, with a recommendation letter by a reputable instructor. The lowest cultivation requirement is for your battle qi to be trained to the fifth-grade. Monthly salary: $4,000. Internship period: 3 years. After converting to a full-time instructor, there will be a fund to purchase the interstellar seventh-grade insurance and housing!
Looking for warrior instructors that specialized in berserkers: Requires the jobseekers to graduate from a first-class warrior-specialized academy. Priority will be given if you are from the Hellroar Race, Black Warrior Race, and Vastaya Bear Race. For the Werewolf Race, the requirements can be relaxed to a second-class academy. The skill berserker rage must be trained to the four stars level, and you will be prioritized even more if you have a recommendation letter from a reputable instructor. Monthly salary: $4,000. Internship period: 3 years. After converting to a full-time instructor, there will be a fund to purchase the interstellar seventh-grade insurance and housing!
Looking to hire five instructors for each field, namely from the Federation Department of Electrical and Mechanical Services, Department of Machinery, Department of Chemistry, Department of Biology, Department of Agronomy, Applied Chemistry Department, Department of Engineering, and Department of Medicine. Requires for jobseekers to graduate from a first-class education college, with first-grade teaching qualifications and a fourth-grade certification of your respective field. Those with training experience and recommendation letters from reputable instructors will be given the priority. Monthly salary: $3,000. Internship period: 5 years. After converting to a full-time instructor, there will be a fund to purchase the interstellar eighth-grade insurance and housing. (P.S.: If you are from Hicks Technology System or the Rune Clan, the payment will be doubled. After converting to a full-time instructor, there will be a fund to purchase the interstellar sixth-grade insurance and housing!)
Looking for mecha controller instructors and arcane arts instructors. Priority will be given to those who graduated from the first-class academies. Monthly salary: $5,000. Internship period: 1 year. After converting to a full-time instructor, there will be a fund to purchase the interstellar sixth-grade insurance and housing! (P.S.: Those with the mecha controller certification will receive a starting salary of $20,000, and those with arcane arts certification will receive a starting salary of $15,000.)
Looking for wood elf instructors. Requirement: Proficient in elf evolution secret arts and can correctly guide three evolution paths and more. Monthly salary: $10,000. For wood elves that have a specialty in ancient bloodlines, you can negotiate your salary directly!
Staring at the conditions he put up earlier, Xiye was pondering how much he should reduce it by…
Originally, the conditions of his eighth-grade life planet were considered more arduous. If he wished to recruit students from reputable schools, he was prepared to pay out high salaries. But after the reminder from that senior, he felt that the amount was truly too high. If the starting pay was so high, wouldn't he feel heartache when he increased their pay in the future?
In addition, how could fresh graduates have the qualifications to be picky?
After thinking about it, he was wondering if he should halve everything? Wait...he was already providing lodgings made by the Bronze Race. Should he deduct another $200 off?
Would it be a little too ruthless?
Or should he first take reference from the store next to him?
After pondering, he silently walked out and glanced at the store beside him. "Hiring warrior instructors. Requirement: To graduate from a first-class specialized school. Priority will be given to those who specialized in three types of weapons or more. Those with battle qi lower than the fifth-grade, please excuse yourself. List of races that won't be employed for this job: Centaurs, Minotaurs, Hydras. Priority will be given to the Blackgold Race, Dawn Race, Starlight Race, and Elves specialized in archery or Night Elves…"
(There's even discrimination? This senior is truly confident…)
Xiye continued looking. Finally, under the long list of requirements, he saw the portion regarding payment written in small characters. Monthly salary: $700!
Damn!
(Truly this salary is fit for a dish-washer. Is there a need to be so black-hearted? Can this even recruit anyone?)
(Seems like this overlord has been too kind…)
Just as Xiye was hesitating whether he should follow this example, an elegant-sounding bell chime rang out. After that, he heard the A.I. voice reminder. "Jobseekers, please follow the arrangement set up by the staff on the scene and enter the recruitment fair in an orderly manner. Please do not cut the queue or congest upon a spot. If you maliciously cut the queue and are discovered, you will immediately be expelled from here. We will also record this atrocious behavior in your resume. So please, job seekers are to comply with the orderly arrangements…"
Xiye adjusted his expression. He took a deep breath and hung up the pricing list that he didn't have time to change. This is the first time he was recruiting people using the identity of a boss. He felt somewhat emotional. He then copied the mannerisms of the overlord beside him, sitting up straight while exuding the imposing aura of someone from the heavenly deity race.
Even if he gave more, so be it. In this case, his salary would be more competitive when he encountered good seedlings.
Xiye contemplated.
But after a short amount of time passed, he would discover that he was simply still too naive...


Player: I'm a worker whose monthly salary doesn’t even hit $5,000. My monthly rental already takes up half of my salary, I don’t have a girlfriend and is reprimanded by my superior every day. However, I feel very happy because there has been a new virtual game recently. In the game, I have a powerful bloodline. Not only do I have my own fleet, I even have a powerful overlord that granted me a colonized planet. Although I know this is fake, but inside there, I found the meaning of my life!
Actually...the overlord who gave him the planet really wanted to tell him that this game wasn’t fake. (You really have your own fleet and colonized planet…) but the overlord knew that he couldn’t say this. Because, once he said it, these subjects who thought of themselves as ‘players’, would definitely not be as terrifyingly hardworking as now!!


Many states had a tendency to concentrate some of their universities on a single planet. The theory was that the academic environment and easy collaborations fostered at these locations led to greater innovation.
Having visited the fantastic Leemar System, Ves could see why this might be true. However, he also thought that isolating students on a planet that revolved entirely around their needs might not be the best way to prepare themselves for the challenges they faced in the future.
Spending just a brief amount of time in the idyllic, paradise planet of Cinach VIII firmly gave him the impression of an elaborate greenhouse. The comfort of the students mattered just as much as how much knowledge they absorbed during their time of learning.
Frankly, Ves favored the harsh but highly realistic learning method of the Leemar University of Technology. Useless mech design students who weren't able to keep up never made it to their second year of their courses.
Still, that was an unfair comparison to make. While Rawlings ranked in the top ten universities for mech design in the Sentinel Kingdom, Leemar was considered as one of the top universities in the entire Komodo Star Sector!
Not only that, but Leemar also generously opened its doors a bit to foreign students from third-rate states. The inflow of smart, talented and ambitious students beggared the mind. If the LIT did not implement a cutthroat regime to filter out the ones who fell short of their exacting standards, it would have buckled under the sheer crush of numbers!
That said, Rawlings still attracted an immense amount of applicants from all over the Sentinel Kingdom. Because most of its students came from domestic schools, Rawlings possessed much greater access to the academic records of their applicants. This allowed the university to select those they desired and those who were highly likely to keep up with the course loads.
"The average excellence of our students is the main reason why our graduation rates are high." Professor Rachel Nxi calmly explained as she guided Ves across the green and verdant campus of Rawlings. "Rawlings has produced some of the most brilliant mech designers in the Sentinel Kingdom, and that has continued to attract ambitious students. By picking the brightest among them, our institution is able to maintain a virtuous circle where our graduates continue to set an example."
Ves listened respectfully while he walked side by side with the Senior Mech Designer. Gavin was off to take care of some business while Nitaa respectfully followed him from behind with Lucky clinging to her shoulder like a wet towel.
While Ves wore his full Pride of Dusk regalia to his visit to Rawlings, this was no time for posturing. He raised the spiritual barrier blocking the aura of his overcoat to such a degree that Professor Nxi only sensed a subconscious pressure, which she easily ignored due to her own mental fortitude.
Right now, it was enough to distinguish his appearance from that of an average student. While his face had matured a bit, he was still young enough that he could easily be mistaken as a student! How could he possibly earn the respect of the class he was about to lecture if he dressed no different from a bro?
"Sounds like Rawlings has it pretty good." Ves answered with some admiration. Rawlings had it really good once they set up this so-called virtuous cycle! "I take it that there are still some points where your school wishes to improve, right?"
The middle-aged woman smiled. "There is always room for improvement. Everyone knows Rawlings is among the top ten universities for mech design. However, why are we not among the top five or the top three?"
"Because the rankings place you in the sixth to tenth rank?"
"As painful as it is for us to admit, that is indeed the case. Ranking in the top ten is an accomplishment, but it is nothing to celebrate about in my eyes." Professor Nxi appeared downcast.
"That is still a great accomplishment. Rawlings stands head and shoulders above hundreds of other institutions in the Sentinel Kingdom. Your university has much to be proud of. Even Ansel, my home state's best mech design university, seems pale compared to this fine school!"
Professor Nxi ruefully chuckled. "Come now, Mr. Larkinson. Mech designers such as us base our decisions around facts and logic. If you ignore all of the hype, then our situation is much less impressive than it seems. The competition in the Sentinel Kingdom is immense. Despite our advantages, breaking into the top five is difficult for us because we are weighed down by one disappointing criteria. You've already seen a glimpse of what our school offers to our students. Can you guess the answer?"
As the Dean of the Mech Mechanics Department, she possessed a vested interest in the standing of Rawlings. For her to be unsatisfied with a top ten ranking meant she took it very personally.
After a brief moment of thought, Ves responded with his best guess. "While the conditions in Rawlings look great, I don't think the students who graduate are sufficiently prepared to pursue their dream careers."
"That's a good guess. It's very close to the truth." The professor looked impressed. "To be more precise, most of our graduates end up pursuing career prospects. The military, noble houses, Peacekeepers, mech companies and many others rate our Rawlings mech designers highly, because they do well when they are working in an existing structure."
That was a peculiar way of describing the success of Rawlings graduates. Ves immediately recognized the category that had been left out by Professor Nxi's deliberate wording.
"What about the Rawlings graduates who decide to strike out on their own and start their own businesses? Are they doing just as well?"
The professor replied with a blunt answer. "No. Frankly, they are not. Despite the financial backing they possess as nobles or the raw ability they possess as prodigies, the mech market cannot accommodate all of them. The competition here is also intense, and only the best startups have a chance of surviving more than five years."
The universities that ranked higher in the Sentinel Kingdom evidently did better in this regard. A higher proportion of their graduates managed to achieve success when starting their own business.
This was a very important metric because mech designers who founded and led their own mech companies enjoyed the highest regard in the mech industry!
Every mech designer dreamt of being in charge of their own mech design projects! Those who worked for the military or another mech company simply didn't have the power to set the parameters of their next mech designs!
For this reason, those who worked for themselves also progressed the fastest!
That said, there was nothing wrong with being a dependent mech designer who worked for others.
Some simply didn't have the connections, charisma or ability to attract start-up capital. Most commoners of the Sentinel Kingdom suffered from this problem.
Others might possess a high affinity for mechs but a poor affinity for business. Putting such types in charge was just a disaster in the making. Even noble scions weren't exempt from this problem.
Noble houses that threw in good money after bad were just wasting their money trying to lift off the poor business prospects of these financially-inept mech designers!
Ves found something strange, though. "Since you seem to recognize this problem, professor, why haven't you done something about it? Surely you must have some ideas in mind to improve the business prospects of your graduates."
"Rawlings University is very large. Even though I am a dean of one of its faculties, my right to speak is not as great as you think it is. Every institution on Cinach VIII, including Rawlings, answers solely to House Gin Tefa. Our esteemed noble masters have their own ideas on how all of the universities on their soil should be run, and have maintained the same policies for centuries, with good results."
It sounded as if House Gin Tefa applied a one-size-fits-all solution to every university. No matter if they educated exobiologists, businessmen, psychologists or starship engineers, it was a lot easier to run their schools if they all followed similar templates!
Professor Nxi essentially admitted that her hands were tied on this matter.
"I see. Surely you must be able to do something within your power, right?"
"That's where guest lecturers like you come on." She smiled at him with renewed interest. "I may not be able to steer our curriculum in a different direction, but what I can do is invite independent mech designers to expose my students to those who have struggled through all of the challenges and managed to find their footing in the private mech market. Reading about people like you in a textbook is one thing, but listening to your lessons and words of wisdom in person is another thing!"
Ves momentarily blinked. Now that he thought about it, that was a great idea. While a couple of guest lectures was unlikely to exert a major influence in the future direction of the students, the added exposure to the problems and practicalities of starting a mech company might raise the chances of success by a few percentage points.
This difference might sound miniscule, but raising just ten or so successful independent mech designers a year was enough to enhance the standing of their school!
"I understand, professor. You want me to focus on the business side of mech design, is that right?"
"Correct. I want those who aim to become an entrepreneur and those who are thinking of working for entrepreneurs to gain a realistic impression of the highly competitive mech market. No matter how much our business courses emphasize the difficulty of achieving success in the private sector, the heads of our students are too stuffed with pride to take them to heart."
"I know the type." Ves snorted. He instantly thought back of the spoiled and pampered Ansel brats he once babysitted for Flashlight. "While they might claim they have learned the lessons, secretly they think they are too exceptional to be counted among the failures, right? Even if only five percent of graduates following the independent route achieve success, none of them will ever admit that it's more likely that they will suffer the fate of the other ninety-five percent!"
To Ves, it sounded as idiotic as a hundred lottery ticket holders each believing that they were destined to win the jackpot!
"Ambition is to be cherished, and failure is one of the greatest lessons our graduates can learn. That said, I would really like it if you focus your lecture on raising the business acumen of my students. Will you need more time to prepare your presentation?"
"No." Ves shook his head. "It's just two hours, right? I can fill an entire day if you want."
"Our students have other classes to attend." The professor smiled. "I appreciate your enthusiasm. Your confidence is encouraging. I'm sure you will be an enlightening figure to our classes and set a great example for our future mech designers."
Compared to addressing the entire Ylvaine Protectorate during a farcical trial that decided the fate of his life, conducting a presentation in front of a class of mech design students was a walk in the park! Ves did not exhibit any trepidation at all!
"Is there anything else you'd like me to address, professor?"
"In fact, there is. I'm sure you know all about our contentious relationship with the Nyxian Gap. It's sad of me to acknowledge this, but there are a number of bad apples among our graduates who failed to achieve the success they dreamt about. Laden with debt and abandoned by their backers, most of them rein in their ambition and become dependent mech designers. However…"
"Some can't accept that they've lost. They believe they are winners. They're willing to do everything to prove that they are special."
"It sounds like you already have a good idea of what I'm referring to, Mr. Larkinson."
Ves smirked. "I know the type. There are probably several Rawlings mech designers who run off to the Nyxian Gap in order to obtain a second chance among the pirates, right?"
"They are a stain upon the reputation of the Rawlings University! Each year, at least a handful of our mech designers go pirate! While we have done our best to instill our students with the proper values, some of them are too deaf to realize that the road to evil is a dead end!"
"So.. you want me to discourage the students from thinking about working for pirates?"
"Yes! As an orthodox mech designer who achieved great success, you must set a moral example! Teach them that the only correct path is the righteous path!"
Ves briefly hesitated a bit. A moral example? Him?
Nonetheless, he did not wish to disappoint the professor's expectation.
"Have no fear, professor. Morality is one of my strong points! I'll make sure they follow the right path!"


After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy!

In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war!

Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings.

Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond!

His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm! However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation!

With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits.

This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last?

"Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!"

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N City, the capital city of the border province, had a desert climate. Summers here were scorching hot, while winters were chillingly icy. Right when Zhang Fan got off the train, he felt the heat wave of summer.
Zhang Fan had already contacted Kuake City Hospital's office. The hospital had helped to purchase the train and bus tickets for him as a small gift for him starting his job.
The bus was scheduled to leave at 6 pm. Zhang Fan had never traveled such a great distance before, so he didn't dare to tour N City, fearing that he would get lost.
He picked a random restaurant near the bus station to eat dinner, and then rested in a chair in the waiting area.
Zhang Fan almost vomited when he got on the bus. The bus was air-conditioned, so the windows were locked. Since it was midsummer, all sorts of body odors, stinky feet, perfume, and so on mixed together. These bitter scents caused the goat meat Zhang Fan just ate to heave up and down in his stomach.
The highway leading to Kuake City was still under construction. The bus took a road filled with small pits, similar to the one near Zhang Fan's hometown. Zhang Fan felt like his internal organs were about to fall out after a full night of being jostled up and down on the road.
After suffering for an entire night, he finally arrived in Kuake City. Kuake City Hospital director, Wang Hongmei, passionately welcomed Zhang Fan while picking him up.
Kuake City Hospital was on the outskirts of the city. The hospital was four stories tall, while a smaller two-story building next to it acted as the employees' dormitory.
Zhang Fan was later to arrive than the other fresh graduates. Including him, there was a total of seven fresh graduates, four men and three women. Zhang Fan was the only one who was still single. The other six were already three couples who were in romantic relationship with each other.
These students were all fresh graduates from various medical schools in S Province. Some were from a university for ethnic nationalities, some were from a school focused on Chinese medicine, and some were from the same provincial medical school as Zhang Fan.
Everyone else had arrived one or two days ago. Hospital director Wang Hongmei then led everyone to the hospital superintendent's office. The superintendent was named Batu. He was a Mongolian, whom Zhang Fan privately considered to physically resemble Putin.
"All of our new coworkers have finally arrived today. Once Zhang Fan has finished moving in, we'll go later tonight to Kuake City Restaurant for a welcoming party to welcome all of our new coworkers!" Batu had a beaming expression as he welcomed everyone.
He then immediately spoke again to Wang Hongmei. "Notify all the department heads and head nurses about the welcoming party tonight. Also, bring some of the new nurses over. It's perfect that tomorrow is the weekend, so take our fresh graduates to have fun out in the plains so that they can enjoy our beautiful scenery." Batu's words were filled with energy, and he used plenty of body language. He appeared to be a person used to being in a position of authority.
Zhang Fan's assigned roommate was named Li Hui. The other two male medical students rooming together were named Guo Qiliang and Juma Bieke.
Guo Qiliang was from the Sibe ethnic minority, while Juma Bieke was from the Kazakh minority. Both had graduated from a medical school for ethnic minorities. Li Hui was ethnic Han, and had graduated from a medical school focusing on Chinese medicine. In order to be together with his college girlfriend, he had agreed with her that both of them would sign work contracts with Kuake City Hospital.
Since the three female medical students were already the girlfriends of Guo Qiliang, Juma Bieke, and Li Hui, Zhang Fan didn't pay any attention to the girls. He could only wonder if he had a chance with the female hospital director, Wang Hongmei.
Li Hui was tall, skinny, and very friendly. He helped Zhang Fan to clean up his new bed. The bed had been newly purchased by the hospital.
Right after cleaning up, Li Hui brought out a famous cigarette brand from the border province and offered a cigarette to Zhang Fan.
Although Zhang Fan wasn't a smoker, he didn't refuse, as this was their first meeting, and they would be working together along with being roommates.
Li Hui lit up Zhang Fan's cigarette, sat down on his own bed, and made a comment to Zhang Fan. "Hey bro, you graduated from a top school. How come you also came here to such a remote place?"
"What top school? Maybe people from other provinces don't know, but you also graduated from a school in our L City. Don't you know that my medical school was a third-rate school that was only absorbed into the top-level college this year? Please don't joke around with me like that. So, are you focused only on Chinese medicine, or do you also do western medicine?" Zhang Fan chuckled as he responded.
"Both Chinese and western medicine. Not much of either, really. Sigh, it was such a headache. For my final exams, I had to take exams related to both Chinese and western medicine. But in the end, the only job openings I could find were only for western medicine, damn it all. Not only that, I only learned the basics of both Chinese and western medicine."
"It's all the same. I only learned western medicine, but I still only know the basics."
"Which department are you intending on joining? Yesterday, I heard someone from the hospital say that all of their departments are really lacking in personnel, so we don't need to take turns. We can just join whatever department we like. I think I'll join the internal medicine department. How about you, Zhang Fan?"
Kuake City Hospital had two internal medicine departments. Internal department #1 was focused on breathing, digestion, and the heart. Internal department #2 was focused on internal secretions and infections. It was unknown why the hospital didn't put breathing and infections together instead.
Li Hui had already done his research on Kuake City Hospital. He wanted to go to one of the internal medicine departments. If Zhang Fan also wanted to go to an internal medicine department, Li Hui would choose the one that Zhang Fan didn't, out of deference to Zhang Fan technically having graduated from a top-level school.
"I'd like to go to the surgery department, especially orthopedic surgery." Zhang Fan knew that his fundamental knowledge was only average at best. The internal medicine department would require a greater amount of fundamental knowledge.
After chatting for a while, Guo Qiliang and Juma Bieke also entered their room. After the four then started chatting, Wang Sha, who was Li Hui's girlfriend, also came in.
"All of you are still chatting? Why haven't you finished putting away your things? Director Wang just called me and told us to go downstairs. It's about time for our welcoming dinner. Let's go already." Wang Sha was rather short, but had a pretty voice.
After hearing this, everyone hurriedly went downstairs. Two ambulances from the hospital were downstairs, waiting to take everyone to the restaurant.
Director Wang waved from one ambulance at everyone. "Let's hurry up and get going. The superintendent has already set out."
Superintendent Batu's car was a brand-new Hyundai Elantra. If the hospital needed to receive an important figure like a politician on occasion, the superintendent would typically use his personal car to pick them up instead of an ambulance.
Kuake City Restaurant was a restaurant attached to a hotel chosen by the local city council. Any government organizations here typically would come to this hotel restaurant in order to treat their subordinates. After Zhang Fan and the others entered, they saw that many people were already sitting at the tables.
The medical students were all fresh graduates with very little experience in society. They had also almost never attended such parties before, so all of them stood there at the door, not knowing what to do.
Batu stood up while chuckling as he spoke to Director Wang. "Our dear lady in charge, please assign seats to everyone. Have the men and women sitting across from each other. There's three couples, so please don't make any mistakes with matching them." Everyone chuckled along together with him.
The food arrived quickly. The main course arrived soon after the appetizers, but since the superintendent hadn't said anything about eating yet, not a single person touched their chopsticks.
After the first main dish arrived, Batu raised his wineglass and gave a small speech. "No matter if you're a veteran at our hospital or a fresh college graduate, being able to sit here together like this is a gift from the heavens. I hope that our veterans will help our new college graduates so that they can quickly improve at their jobs and become a part of our big family here at Kuake City Hospital. Let us use this glass of wine to wish that our new college graduates will find success in their jobs and lives here." Batu then drank the wine in his wineglass.
Zhang Fan was filled with trepidation as he glanced at the filled wineglass in front of him. He almost never had alcohol, and even when he did, he only drank beer. He had never had white wine[1] before in his life.
According to the social custom in Kuake City, everyone was supposed to drink three glasses of wine before eating. After Zhang Fan drank three glasses of wine, everything that he saw began to swirl around him. Right when he picked up his chopsticks, intending on eating something to fight off the alcohol, he suddenly fainted as he collapsed and fell under the table.
Nobody here panicked as everyone was in the medical industry. Li Chengjun, the department head of internal medicine department #1, helped the unconscious Zhang Fan up and checked his pulse. Li Chengjun then chuckled while telling Batu, "The young man is simply drunk. He'll be fine after going back to the hospital and receiving some hangover medicine."
"It looks like our college students haven't properly entered society. While they need to work hard, they also need to know how to drink alcohol. Little Chen, go ahead and take Zhang Fan to the emergency room." Little Chen was the name of the ambulance driver.
After giving that order, Batu then raised his wineglass again. "Come now, young men and women. Drink another glass! How much you can drink represents how much you can work!"
On this night, all of the new college graduates were vanquished by the alcohol. It was just that Zhang Fan was the first to lose. Batu and the others had also intentionally made the college graduates drunk because they believed in the saying that one would reveal their true nature when drunk.
Zhang Fan had never had white wine before. He had drunk it too quickly, but he also woke up the quickest. When he woke up, he saw that he was lying on a bed in the emergency room, with all sorts of medical equipment around him.
Although he was awake now, he had a bad headache. Zhang Fan was about to get up and go to the bathroom, when a screen suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The screen had a notification which read: [The Super Medical Support System is now binding itself to you. The System is now beginning to download information.]
Zhang Fan then fainted again as he felt dizzy once more.
[1] ED/N: Also called baijiu. It's more or less as strong as vodka and similar liquor


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