[ new article: Rich Family's wedding pet, young master Liang's baby sweet wife ]
He was the youngest captain on an international flight route. He was calm, wise, and handsome
Under the bed, his messy clothes were scattered all over the ground.
"GET LOST! " She kicked him.
"Baby, didn't you say you were hungry? I was just obeying your wishes... " he smiled evilly and grabbed the little foot that was flying towards him.
She was so angry that she was speechless, but his eyes were full of love.
* * * 
He was the youngest and most handsome captain. At the same time, he was also the beloved son of the Chairman of NEPC International Airlines. With his own abilities, he was promoted from a flight attendant to a captain. He was only thirty years old.
She was a flight attendant on the Far Eastern Airlines.
They hid the fact that they were married and lived a life of collusion.
* * * * 
The flight attendants were all afraid of him. Those who did not know the truth even asked her to fly with him.
"I'm not going... " she refused desperately.
That colleague looked at her pitifully. "Why? Are you not going to help me? "
"You're married, and I'm not. WHO'S SAFER? " She said shamelessly, going against her conscience. After saying that, she regretted it.
"If you're not married, then you'll lie on the same bed with me every night. Are you a mistress? "
That night, she was chased out of the bedroom and slept on the sofa for the whole night.
If I love you, I won't be like a climbing kaleidoscope, using your tall branches to show off.

Alvia knew nothing about history, in all honesty he hated it, it was just about things that happened in the past that so seemed to effect people in 2016. He hated how girls fawned over anime guys who are basically 60.

So who thought it was a good idea to make a history novel about two guys? Alvia was disgusted by gay people and more disgusted that people liked it.

So why is he a side character?

Alvia knew that himself was a bully, i mean come on the whole school called him a bully, after all the thoughts of being gay or having gay friends disgusted him enough he almost vomited.

So who thought it was a good idea to make a history novel about two guys? Alvia was disgusted by gay people and more disgusted that people liked it.

So he's the side character but why is he the one that has a harem?

Since 5 years old, Christa Scarletblood had been training with Angelika who took her in her care. After a decade of endless training, Christa became a fine and a good swordsman. Then one day, Angelika got a request from a place far from their home. Seeing how dangerous the request was, Angelika had no choice but to leave Christa. After seperating from her teacher, Christa began her journey, journey that aren't written in the history of the world, the world that she shouldn't be a part of.

"Good morning Class let's talk history, more specifically the school's history, even more, in-depth the headmistress's own history." Professor Dinka announces to the class.
She starts every class with the same sentence, Good morning class let's talk history.
She then goes on to tell us a fairy tale that has to do with the history lesson or project for the day.
"Once upon a time a there was a prince who liked beauty. He coveted all things that were beautiful and filled his halls with only the most beautiful things. His own heart was selfish and vain. One night during his grand parties a terrible storm struck outside in the countryside. An old hag knocked on the doors and the old magic of the castle swung the doors open in the middle of the highlight of the party. The dance in which the prince dances with the ladies.
"Please... Please, pro-provide me sh-shelter from the storm." She shivered and cowered on the ground in front of all who watch.
They looked on without mercy and no one dared reach forward to help her for fear of the master of the castle.
"Well, what can you give me so that I let something ugly like yourself stay in my beautiful castle." The prince's voice rings out as he points a sword at the old hag.
"I have nothing to offer but a rose grown by myself." The old hag answer holding up a rose for all to see.
If one looked closely you could see the magic radiating off it, but only those who know what true beauty is would be able to look past that it is merely a rose and see what lies beneath.
Laughter erupted among the party-goers, as the prince took the flower and plucked the petals, threw the rose on the ground, and stepped on it.
Taking the sword he cut the old hags cheek and push his anger at her as the blood dripped down her cheek.
"How dare an ugly little thing like you disrupt my party you should have gone to the stables and kept quiet where no one would have noticed you."
The old hag removed her hood and looked the prince in his eyes, he was taken back by her golden eyes that seemed to pierce into his soul.
A curse was placed on his soul, only when he learned to see the beauty within would he be able to get rid of this curse.
Each time the curse would manifest differently, this first life that the prince lived fell at this moment for the curse was one of death and destruction.
So he was born anew each time the Golden Enchantress would appear offering him a rose for shelter from a storm, each time she would be denied and he would either kick her out or try to kill her.
The final form of the curse is the one that you all are familiar with, Beauty and the Beast." Professor Dinka pauses and ends her story before going on.
"This is the first recorded sighting and interaction of our headmistress, this was over four centuries ago."
"But hasn't she been the headmistress here for like four centuries?" A kid who sits in the middle of the class brings up a good question.
"The school is a little bit more complicated most believe that it is the current headmistress who formed the school, but it's kind of like that. Before this was a school of magic and fairy tales this was a normal school when empire didn't exist, Headmistress Golden Enchantress changed this school into what it is now and also took part in her own fairy tale for the good of the people involved. I'm not sure of the actual story and how everything worked out, you'd need to hear from the headmistress since most people from that era are dead... I hate when people don't write things down." Professor Dinka pouts a little.
"Oh yes, the greatest regret of a history teacher not recording it down." I sympathize with Professor Dinka a little bit.
"Oh quiet Kai, you probably have the best insight into the Head Mistress." She reasons.
"I don't know much of her history just her temperament," I admit.
"What is she like?" The girl that sits directly behind me asks.
"What can I say... she's my master. If she's not hitting me upside the head for blowing up her office when failing in practical application, she's praising me for my theory and knowledge of magic. If we're not doing anything else we're discussing the school and teachers over tea. I tell of Atlantia and she tells me the history and helps me understands. When I need knowledge she directs me to it, but never in a direct way. If she wants me to read a book she tells me to find it where ever it may be just to take up some of my time to teach me patience." I drone about everything that Master Agatha and I do.
"So what... you guys have a regular Master-Student relationship?" The same girl that asked the previous questions voices her confusion.
"Pretty much, from what I understand about Master is that she's been through a lot of betrayals which is why she's so focused on the beauty within. Hell, she even told me I'm just as pretty on my inside as I am outside, so I don't know whether to consider that an insult or a compliment. I still haven't decided my level of prettiness." I laugh remembering Master Agatha's words of anger when I messed up her logic.
"You know she's called the golden enchantress but doesn't that speak to her own vainness?" One kid brings up another good point.
"Nooot really... I mean names like that are given. I think she was named the Golden Enchantress by Queen Sage of the Fairies, so I mean it's not like she could reject the name. When you get your mage name you don't really reject it if it's from someone important in the magic world. Queen Sage is about as high as you can get, it's like being named by the Grand Sorcerer Merlin."
"Why do you say that she isn't vain?" Professor Dinka facilitates the discussion.
"She doesn't abuse her powers or brags about them. I truly think that vainness is dependent on not only your strength but how you approach it. Master Agatha doesn't go out of her way to show off. That speaks to a certain level of humility. It's not like she goes out of her way to say that her powers are weak or not that impressive, the truth is that she is strong. I don't think there is anything wrong with admitting that." I reason.
"Anyway it's a good discussion but we should put it on the shelf for now and actually talk history." Professor Dinka announces.
The class laughs with me apologizing for getting off-topic and so the history lesson went on...

Come one, Come all! This is your one-stop-shop on your way to your very own story. OR should I say your one school. Welcome to Fairy Tale Academy where is it your job to discover how to get your very own Fairy Tale. Of course, death is possible, villains are necessary. Anyone can be anything. Which path will our reincarnated victi---wait wait don't cut the narrator out. I mean which path will our HERO Choose

Stroph felt a severe headache, but it wasn't a big deal compared to the notice floating in front of him.
<History? What the hell is going on!!!>. Stroph was perplexed by what was happening. But the next moment he heard a voice in his head and the pain was immediately dulled.
[Greetings to you, Master, I am Bookmark and I save your histories.]
<Аh? Histories? I`ve simply bought some food. Okay, let's say, why do I need the histories?> Stroph was in a real confusion, but he still decided to make sense of all the information coming down to him.
[Histories can be any, great and unbelievable or the most ordinary ones. Most histories have some effect that makes you stronger in one aspect or another, and, also besides the histories you get coins and points.]
Stroph was silent for a few minutes, trying to figure out if this was real or if he was just imagining these things, and after some time of reflection his back was drenched in cold sweat, because he remembered a fragment of his dream that he had completely forgotten. Almost at the very end of the dream, he got some kind of Bookmark, but he had no idea that an ordinary, even if it was very beautiful dream would become a reality.
<And does it make any difference what kind of histories I do, like good or evil?> Stroph worried a lot that he would have to become a good hero and help one and all for the sake of strong histories. 
[The character of the histories is completely unimportant. Influence on the world is the main criteria for judging the importance of the histories.]
<Yeah... So even if I become a villain, I'll still get histories and get stronger?> Stroph decided to clarify it, just in case, because a lot of decisions in his life might depend on the answer.
[Yes, you're absolutely right. For getting a common history level - "Food for friend". Master also received 10 wish points and 10 history coins. Points and coins can be spent in the store, but you can spend them only when you reach the third level, also because of the low level the information about the effects of the histories is not available yet].
Hearing about the level Stroph smiled a little, because finally he began to understand something and feel that Bookmark was like a computer game, with its own rules and rewards, but in the real world.
<Level? Do I have some sort of status and characteristics?> After Stroph's words, an information window with the data about him immediately opened in front of him.
[Name: Stroph White]     
[Race: Man]
[Level: 1]
[Titles: 0]
[Histories - 1]
Stroph began to examine each parameter carefully, but after a few seconds he frowned heavily and asked grudgingly: <Bookmark, why is there so little information in my status, and what are the titles?>
[All because of your low level, the titles also like the histories have their effects, but they have differences that you will learn about in the future.]
Gradually Stroph understood all the information, then the reward he had received for the history came to his eyes.
<Does it seem to me, or did I get too few points and coins? Is there any way to get more?>
If Stroph had got into this game, he wanted to get as much as he could, and to his delight, Bookmark had one suitable option.
[Master, I can offer you an opportunity to earn extra points and coins.]
<Hmm? Go on, I'm listening to you very carefully> 
Stroph wasn`t going to miss the chance to get even more points and coins, at least, he had to know what he would have to do.
[You can play roulette and either multiply the points and coins you just received for the history or lose them. Also, if you fail, you can play one more time by betting the history itself.]
<I thought I`ve got into a video game, but it turns out I'm in a casino>. 
It seemed that Stroph wasn`t so happy with the option where everything depended on luck, but after a few seconds, he had a slight smile on his face: <Pull your wheel out!  It`s time to try my luck and feel the excitement!>
Immediately after his words, a silver wheel with many patterns and pictures on the rim appeared in front of him.  
The wheel was divided into two equal parts, there was written WIN on one of them, and LOSE on the other. And, in the center with the thick ink was written x2. 
Stroph wanted to tell Bookmark to start spinning the wheel, but as soon as he thought about it, the wheel moved.
The wheel was spinning at an incredible speed, everything was a blur, and it was completely unclear what result to expect. After about thirty seconds the wheel stopped.
<Bitch! Fuck, there was a whole fifty percent chance of winning, how could that be?> Stroph was very angry about his loss, he thought that all was lost, but suddenly he remembered that he could put history on the line and play again.
<Bookmark, I want to put the history on the line to play roulette one more time>. Stroph just couldn't contain his desire to win back.
[Master, are you sure? If you lose, history will be burnt down.]
Hearing Bookmark's words, Stroph began to doubt his decision, but in the end, he decided not to think about it anymore and bet everything on luck.
[The bet on the history "Food for friend" is accepted. The odds of winning are 80%, the odds of losing are 20% and the reward multiplier is x5.]
Upon seeing such numbers, Stroph decided that victory was already in his pocket and he didn't take such a big risk for nothing.
Immediately after the notification, a wheel appeared in front of him again, only this time it was very different from the last one. It was a round, black piece of rock with many cracks, through which a lava was slowly flowing. It looked as if it were not a wheel, but the part of some volcano or even of the underworld.
The wheel began to turn with a crackle, but to Stroph's surprise, even after a couple of minutes it did not stop.  Five minutes later, the whole wheel was enveloped in red infernal flames and finally there was nothing left of it. Immediately after this stunning spectacle, a series of notifications appeared in front of Stroph.
[Common level history - "Food for friend" burnt down]
Stroph already wanted to scream with rage over his failure, but the next moment he realized that actually the fortune had turned to him.
[A new tittle of common level - "Loser of History" was received]
[A rare level title - "Burned History" was received]  
[The level was upgraded. Current Level - 2]
Seeing that he had received so many rewards at once, Stroph calmed down and decided to himself that since now he wouldn`t risk his histories without any good reason. Even though Stroph received many different and interesting awards, his very first history was lost forever.
<Eh, okay, it`s enough, my head is already buzzing>. With those words, he headed on his way to school.
Some people looked back at Stroph and this happened quite often. He was used to it, for all the attention of the passersby was because of his unconventional appearance. He had thick white hair and multi-colored eyes. His left eye was blue like the sky and his right one was green like a dense forest. Stroph had a heterochromia. And, unlike those who dye their hair and use colored lenses, his appearance had been that way from the birth.
Stroph was walking slowly and leisurely, but suddenly he got a message on his phone that made him walk a little faster than a turtle.
"You have 30 minutes left, I hope you're on your way to school, I wouldn't advise you to be late, Mr. Hardy is obviously in a bad mood today. Gather up the rest of your strength, after a hard and exhausting many hours` sleep and drag yourself to school."
After reading the message, Stroph frowned slightly and thought to himself, <Charles would have been a good manager, well, or a warden.> Then Stroph accelerated his step slightly, perhaps, he still had a chance to be on time.

[Received the history -"The Beginning of the Path"]

It`s unknown how, but Stroph finds himself in the middle of a billion stars and his sleep comes true.

"The Empire of the Flaming Heart" has been surrounded by the countless hordes of monsters for thousands of years and is constantly at war. 

The rivers of blood flow unceasingly on the battlefield, the furious hail of bullets never ceases and the swords stained with blood cannot be counted.

Stroph has been living a completely unremarkable life with his family and friends.

But one day, the most ordinary trip to the store ends with him getting a system that records the histories Stroph has committed.

In the pursuit of histories, Stroph will have to go to the places where human life is worthless, you might get killed just for fun and a terrifying monster, who is capable to demolish cities with a simple wave of his paw, might be waiting for you around the corner.

But Stroph is definitely not one to let himself die without turning the world inside out.

After a long wait, the history lesson was finally over, and Mo Fei also heaved a sigh of relief.

Yan Chen looked at Mo Fei and said, "Mo Fei, didn't you say you know Prince Yu very well? Then how can you not know Prince Yu created Phantom Steps when he was 12 years old? This made a great stir at that time!"

Mo Fei could not help but have a headache. When that thing had happened, he hadn't transmigrated into this world! How would he know?

Mo Fei could only say embarrassedly, "I accidentally forgot."

Actually Mo Fei was burning inside. This annoying Lou Yu! Why would he invent Phantom Steps to embarrass him! So annoying!

When the old history teacher came to the door of his office, he found an unexpected visitor.

"Alas, isn't this Prince Yu? You are such a busy bee! What brings you here?" The history old man's cracking sound was really harsh.

Lou Yu smiled, saying with a very respectful tone, "I specially come to make an apology in person."

The old man picked his eyebrows, saying a little bit arrogantly, "You must be kidding, my prince. Come in please."

Lou Yu nodded and then went into the room following the history old man.

History old man took off his shoes, sat on the chair, rubbing his wrinkled feet, lazily looking at Lou Yu, "My prince, suit yourself, please."

Lou Yu's face stiffened. There were quite a few chairs in the room, but they were all piled up with other stuff. He had nowhere to sit at all. "No, I'm good. I'll just stand here."

History old man also didn't insist, "My prince, what brings you here to see me?"

Lou Yu forced a smile, "I read those applications sent to me a few days ago and found that they accidentally withheld yours. So I specially come to apologize."

The history old man wagged his head, "Oh, I see."

Then Lou Yu took out a cultivating formation from his Space Ring and handed it to the history old man, "This is the cultivating formation you asked for."

The history old man immediately put on a smile, saying while rubbing the formation, "This should be quite expensive."

"If you want it, I can give you 50% off." said Lou Yu painfully.

The history old man's eyes were shining. But he still pretended to hesitate for a bit and said, "50% off? Mm, not bad. But I don't have so many star coins."

Lou Yu's mouth twitched a bit, "They you don't have to pay. I can give it to you for free."

The history old man said suspiciously, "Is it appropriate?"

Lou Yu then said helplessly, "It's fine."

The history old man looked at Lou Yu appreciatively, "I know you are smart enough."

Lou Yu, "…"

"My prince, about your wife! You should really regulate him!" said the history old man earnestly.

Lou Yu frowned, "Mr. Shuai, did he make any mistake again?"

The history old man looked at Mo Fei with great sympathy, "What should I say about your wife? The top ten most famous prostitutes of Luoshui Lakeside three thousand years ago, he was familiar with every one of them even their parents' name. And those favored concubines in history, he even knew every detail of them, even their infant names. But, on the very contrary, he even doesn't know that it is you who created the Phantom Steps. Don't you think it's absurd?"

Lou Yu couldn't help blushing. Before they got married, he had been worried that Mo Fei would fall in love with him like crazy and chase after him like a pervert. But at this moment he finally realized that his worried were totally unnecessary. This guy had never put him on his heart at all!

Mo Yi said before, his young master was into women, and Lou Yu had taken it as a joke, but at this moment Lou Yu sobered up. So what Mo Yi said was true.

Lou Yu had kind of mixed indescribable feelings.

The history old man looked at Lou Yu's expression and then patted his shoulder, "Actually, it's no big deal. Just try to regulate him."

Lou Yu nodded and gritted his teeth, "I will have a good discipline of him."

Mo Fei and Mo Yi were walking in the campus now. Suddenly Mo Fei touched his own neck.

"Young master, are you feeling unwell?" asked Mo Yi.

Mo Fei then nodded, "Yeah, kind of. I feel a little cold behind my back. I feel like someone is plotting against me."

Mo Feyi said suspiciously, "Young master, you overreacted, I guess."

"I hope so!" said Mo while shaking his head.

"You're right, Sis Li Xun. Even though Spirit is having promotions now, not many people can still afford them. There're even some people who sneak inside luxury shops and get prepare to steal when they think no one notices."
The tall salesperson then intentionally threw a glance at Ning Xi.
"Sis Li Xun, we have some new products. Our boss's discount is much better than the main branch's. Do you want to have a look?"
The other salesperson went up to her and introduced some new designs.
"We'll just take a look then." Li Xun clung on to her man and followed the salesperson.
"Hey, why are you still here? Don't block the path!"
They shoved Ning Xi aside, making her very frustrated. All the salespeople in the franchise stores were paid directly by the main branch, even Lu Xinyan's store.
Ning Xi had not come for nothing this time. She now realized an extremely severe issue. Spirit was too focused on making the brand popular and setting their brand positioning in the market, but they ignored personnel training. Whether it was the salesperson or store manager, they should have received proper training from the main branch before being sent out to other franchises.
When they saw that Ning Xi was not leaving, the salespeople ignored her and served the couple.
"This looks pretty good, how much is it after discount?" Li Xun asked.
"Sis Li Xun, this discount on this one isn't good enough. We have another one that's fresh from the main branch."
The tall salesperson then took out an elegant coat.
"Let me tell you, this cost $ 60,000 when the boss took in from the main branch, but after discount, this is $ 58,000!" The tall salesperson beamed.
"Let me try."
The girl quickly put it on for Li Xun.
"Dear, does it look nice on me?" Li Xun turned around and asked the man beside her.
"Mmm, not bad, looks better than the one you bought for $ 120,000 from History." The man smiled adoringly at her.
"Hmm, Spirit can never compare to History. History is the real luxury brand. You can't even try the clothes on there." Li Xun pouted, "But, well, Spirit is kind of okay."
The man shrugged. From his experience in both shops, Spirit was way behind History. The salespeople in History were very professional.
"This is pretty good, give me this one." Li Xun took off the coat.
"Give me a moment, Sis Li Xun, I think I can get this coat even cheaper." The tall salesperson gave her a secretive smile, then made a call.
"Manager, it's the latest coat. A customer wants it to be cheaper and you know we're still new anyway... Mmm, okay, I understand."
The girl ended the call and winked at Li Xun. "Sis, the final discounted price is $ 55,000. That's another extra $ 3,000 discount!"
"You're really good at closing deals. The next time you come to my place, I'll definitely give you some special service." Li Xun was satisfied.
"Sis, with our relationship, of course I'd want to save money for you."
After they packed the clothes, they all sent Li Xun out of the store with wide smiles.


After five years, Ning Xi returned to the place that had pushed her away — home. With a sister who turned her parents against her and made her childhood sweetheart betray her, the odds seemed grey.
However, five years abroad had changed her, and she came home to fulfil her childhood dream of becoming an actress. Despite her evil sister still out to get her, tables will be turned. 
One day, after falling into one of her sister's schemes, she saves an adorable kid and found herself staying at his house to help him come out of his shell. Slowly, his father Lu Tingxiao began falling for her. This was before they realised how their lives had been intertwined all this while without their knowledge.

Ma'am Genesa just smiled too what I answered to her question, "Looks like you now some history." she said and then she faced the board again, "Okay, you guys should study the history of Chymm along with the Gates, because they will come out for the exam." she said as she continue her class.
hour passed as Ms. Genesa finish her class, as she leave this is our signal to take recess, so that's I decided to left the classroom and walk myself to the library of the school as I walk my way, students are still looking at me, 'Why are they looking at me?', I should just ignore it. I arrive at the library but before you enter the Library we need to scan our wristband and verify us, "Student Name Xenon, Student number 2074780, you can only access the Level 1 to 3 "a mechanical voice said if your wondering why we could not see the level 4, it is because they are only for  teacher's and selected students.
I entered and immediately went to the History room, 'What can be good to read?' I ask myself as I look to each of the book I see.
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[Ting ..]
[Look for the book titled: History of Martial]
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As I heard what the system said, I immediately went to the letter 'M' part, as you can see the book's here are well arranged by letters. "Making potions, Mimic history, Martial History. This is the one." I said softly and immediately picked it up and I looked for a seat, "Okay lets get this done." I said happily and opened the book.
"In Europe, the earliest sources of martial arts traditions date to Ancient Greece. Boxing (pygme, pyx), wrestling (pale) and pankration were represented in the Ancient Olympic Games. The Romans produced gladiatorial combat as a public spectacle." That's what I read when I opened the very first page,
"The earliest evidence for specifics of martial arts as practiced in the past comes from depictions of fights, both in figurative art and in early literature, besides analysis of archaeological evidence, especially of weaponry. The oldest work of art depicting scenes of battle, dating back 3400 BC, was the Ancient Egyptian paintings showing some form of struggle. Dating back to 3000 BC in Mesopotamia (Babylon), reliefs and the poems depicting struggle were found. In Vietnam, drawings and sketches from 2879 BCE describe certain ways of combat using sword, stick, bow, and spears. " my continuation. "The spear has been in use since the Lower Paleolithic and retained its central importance well into the 2nd millennium AD. The bow appears in the Upper Paleolithic and is likewise only gradually replaced by the crossbow, and eventually firearms, in the Present Day. True bladed weapons appear in the Neolithic with the stone ax, and diversify in shape in the course of the Bronze Age (khopesh/kopis, sword, dagger)."
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[Ting …]
[You have gained the History of Martial]
[You have Unlock the rare and the 2nd branch of your blood own bloodline …]
[Initializing …
-Success.]
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[Original Bloodline: Crimson Vision to Crimson Martial Art]
[Your body will go to through Level up …]
[Level 1 to Level 5 …
-Success ..]
[The Host gained knowledge about his Bloodline, The Bloodline: Crimson Vision to Crimson Martial Art (Rookie)]
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I was startled by the Crimson Panel that suddenly appeared right in front of me, 'What is this?' I immediately asked the system.
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[Ting ..]
[For a human, you're slow, As what you have read, the Martial History, that is related to your Bloodline, you accidentally Unlock the 2nd Branch of your Origin.]
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the system explain it to me, 'Your sometimes can hurt my feelings, you know.' I said,  'Can you please open my Character's stats?'
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[Ting …]
[Host Character:
Name: Xenon
Race: Human
Job: [Locked]
Class: [Locked]
Level: 5
HP: 350
MP: 150
Stats:
STG: 30
AGI: 35
INT: 28
VIT: 30
DEX: 25
Bloodline Skills:
Original Bloodline Crimson Martial Art: Rookie
Bloodline Fury Swipe: Rookie
Bloodline Strengthening: Rookie
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'Looks like my stats are growing, This is good, I can aim for the Top 10 for the Finals. And I should prepare myself for the upcoming Final Exam. ' I smiled as I declare to myself to level up 
As I continued to read the rest of the book, 'I've learn a lot from it, from other countries and until in the 21st era, Reading some history is good.'
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[Ting ..]
[Daily Quest has been done …]
[Rewards: 10 Exp and 10 INT Points.]
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I happily exited the library and walk myself back inside the classroom. As I arrived I immediately sat down and took the next book for the upcoming subject, Ability Class. The door opened causing for the other classmates to sit properly and stop chitchatting, a man in his mid-30s entered as he hold his stick along with his rugged face.
"Good Morning." he said seriously and then he pressed the button at the top of the board, "We will continue about the Ability to Teleport."
As hour passed by, the two subjects which is Ability class and Science ended. I arranged my things and immediately went out, 'I don't really like staying there, maybe Jared will scold me again-'
Speaking of the Devil, "Looks like you're in a hurry. Why don't you join us." he said then took me on his shoulders and we went to the back of the building. "It looks like your bag is new." Jared took my bag then he pushed me. "Michael." he said and then he handed to Michael, he opened the Bag while looking at me, he took out my books, and other stuff into the ground.
I was shocked to what they did, my book was burned along with my new bag and stuffs, my blood boiled as I looked at them, "Ahh, you look like your about to cry-" Jared didn't finish what he was going to say when I stood up and kicked him.

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[Ting ..]
[Fighting Jared alone, considering that your outnumbered, your Win rate is lower than the last time …]
[Fight Jared with his Gang, 10% of chances to win ..]
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I ignored what the system said as I immediately punched Jared in the face.

Xenon is an orphan, he was found in a jungle. Xenon is an absolute trash with a weak body and was bullied and abused by those his age. He was bullied because of his lame and useless ability. He has the ability to change his eye color to crimson red.

But not until he was on his verge of death, a crimson panel appeared right in front of him.


[Kill and eat it, and if failed you're going to die with in 0.03 Second]

[Do you accept?]

[Yes | No]


Witness as this young man, unlocks the true identity of his Bloodline.

At the end of the poem, the bullet screen was silent. Everyone went blank and no one said a single word.
The audience slowly began recovering after a full five minutes.
[A good poem. A really good poem!]
[F*ck! I was doing fine one second, then the next my tears just flowed out. Can you believe it?]
[This poem is too amazing. I could feel life's insignificance in that tiny instant.]
['Triumphs and failures vanished in an instant; all tales, old and new, shall then be told and shared together in laughter'. F*ck, man! I could immediately feel my spiritual state improve.]
[Y-God is really talented. Too f*cking awesome! That poem, I think it even surpassed Author Y's.]
[As far as character is concerned, this poem left the deepest impression on me. Please accept my worship of you!]
...
The live stream ended.
Many people were still sitting in front of the computer with emotions that were yet to be fully expressed. Even though the live stream had already concluded, they remained in the live stream room and chatted using the bullet screen for the time being.
[Nobody can beat the way he tells history. It's really good.]
[You got that right. I'm just a primary school student but I'm already hooked.]
[You may not believe it, but I'm a lover of all things supernatural. I was going to leave after listening to Candle Blowing Ghost, but I suddenly found out that I'm also a history lover.]
[Looks like I'm destined to be forever attached to Y-God, Y-God is amazing!]
[This kind of live stream is undoubtedly a must-watch. It's not only interesting but educational too. It's really good.]
...
Ring ding ding!
Barely seconds after leaving the live stream, Song Qian called Ye Lingchen.
Ye Lingchen smiled and accepted the call. "How is it? Was it okay?"
"Y-God, you are amazing. There's nothing you can't do! It was simply perfect!" Song Qian's incredulous tone came from the mobile phone. "We can focus on promoting this!"
After all, Candle Blowing Ghost touched on the subject of the supernatural, meaning it will be subject to some restrictions. the Three Kingdoms, however, was different and could be considered positive energy. It had the potential to be promoted wherever and whenever!
"It's nothing, really. You'll know all this as long as you read more books in your spare time." Ye Lingchen's tone was calm. "Many people like listening to stories involving the Three Kingdoms. Since it's only a story, exaggerations are inevitable, making it inconsistent with reality and leaving incorrect impressions. To understand everything, one just needs to read some of the official accounts of history, such as the Records of the Three Kingdoms and similar works."
"Y-God, you are truly a person of culture. You read a lot of books. To be honest, I haven't even read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. It's such a shame that some of the Three Kingdoms' stories were based on rumors or hearsay." Song Qian was a little embarrassed.
"Oh, that's normal." Ye Lingchen was not surprised. There are too few people willing to calm themselves down and take a good look at history. It was good enough if people got into the unofficial accounts. "As long as the live stream results are achieved."
"Hahaha, the results of the live stream are beyond expectations!" Song Qian chuckled. "You can even create prose, Y-God. You're just too amazing."
He finally understood where Y-God's confidence came from when going against Huyu in the past. Cultured people were, without a doubt, a rarity throughout the entire world.
In the past, anyone who could write Grave Robber's Chronicles, Candle Blowing Ghost, and Study of the Three Kingdoms would have been considered an eminent writer. To think that Huyu Streaming would make enemies out of someone like him for the sake of someone like Si Yu, who only used her sex appeal to get ahead. They were probably regretting it by now!
...
At the same time, at Huyu Streaming HQ.
The higher-ups of Huyu gathered for a meeting, with the topic of discussion none other than how the platform will continue to develop in the future, as well as how to compete with Panda Streaming.
The rapid rise of Panda Streaming was a thorn in their hearts. They originally monopolized the live stream industry comfortably, but their sojourn was unexpectedly destroyed by Panda Streaming. The crux of it all was Y-God's presence in the live stream industry—the impact on popularity was too impressive.
Suddenly, a staff member hurried from the outside.
"CEO Wang, something big happened on Panda's live stream today. Y-God changed the story and started live streaming history!"
Many senior executives frowned, after being interrupted in such a way during the meeting. When they heard the news, however, they were all stunned. Wang Yuan found it hard to believe and enquired again, "Are you sure that Y-God is streaming about history?" "
"One hundred percent sure! He's talking about the Three Kingdoms!"
"Him? Talking about the Three Kingdoms? He must be joking?" Wang Yuan smiled smugly.
"There's no need to even talk about whether he understands the Three Kingdoms. From the topic alone, I don't believe anyone would want to watch it," An executive sneered.
"Hehe, I've never heard anyone say that live streams could be used to talk about history. Isn't he giving himself a death sentence? Does Y-God feel that he can do whatever he likes because he's too popular?" Zhou Min was feeling happy too.
"Our opponents are starting to become stupid. This is great news for us!" The executives all smiled and asked, "How much popularity did Y-God's live stream lose this time?"
"Someone is compiling the data over there."
"Let's take a guess first. I'm guessing that at least two-hundred thousand people will be lost!"
"Two-hundred thousand? Panda Streaming should consider themselves lucky if they only lost two-hundred thousand. It won't be any less than one million!"
"Y-God's popularity is still quite good, so I estimate it to be between five-hundred thousand and six hundred thousand, but if he keeps talking about history, his popularity will continue to decline."
"CEO Wang!"
Someone then cried out the next moment. Several people flew right in while holding a report. They had panic written all over their faces and their feet were shaky.
"What's wrong? Did the popularity of Y-God's live stream drop so much that it scared you?"
"Hahaha, they look so excited, it's probably great news!"
Many executives were already rejoicing. Deep down, they started planning their celebration feast.
Wang Yuan coughed and pretended to sit back calmly on his seat. "Don't worry, if you have something to say, say it slowly. Our competitor is done for, right? Treat it with a calm heart and tell me, how big of a loss did Panda Streaming incur this time?
The group of people looked at each other and did not dare to speak at all. They simply placed a page of that report in front of Wang Yuan and said nothing.
Wang Yuan picked up the report, and with one glance, his entire person was so shocked that the chair behind him slid backward. A loud thud was heard and he was sitting on the ground.
He seemed to feel no pain though. His mouth was simply open wide and he sat blankly on the ground.
"Mr. Wang, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Min walked over. At first glance, her eyes were staring so hard that they nearly popped out of her eye sockets. She trembled, held the report in her hand, and repeatedly confirmed it several times. Startled, she shrieked sharply, "How is this possible?"
"What happened?"
The executives had a bad feeling in their hearts and looked at the report.
At that instant, it was complete silence!
Everyone in the entire office froze as though they were doing a martial art pose. They were so dumfounded that their minds went blank!
Even their souls had left their bodies!
The popularity of Y-God's live stream had increased instead of decreased, so much so that it had 1.5 million people more than before. It was only because of one simple poem that Panda Streaming's popularity shot up so rapidly. The figures nearly detonated their eyeballs!
Y-God knew how to create motherf*cking poetry, too?!


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

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