age= int(input(“请输入你重启人生后的年龄：”))
   if age=18：print（“重生元年。”）
elif age=19：print（“家族分割。”）
elif age=20：print（“请把尊严还给大学生。”）
elif age=21：print（“耀眼的紫微星。”）
elif age=22：print（“家国情怀。”）
elif age=23：print（“大国崛起的时代。”）
elif age=24：print（“ 我辈当自强。”）
            else：print（“奋斗，奋斗，奋斗。”)

PS：书友说我的简介不好，像是小白文。那就修改吧，这下应该不白了吧？

This is a true life story written with the permission of the protagonist, though conversations would be fictional.

A story about a man's life and his biggest turning point.

When the Cosmic Marble Buddha descended, he recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice and extended all 48000 of his arms. In each of his palms, he carried a shining ball of light like a star.
As the light from the star engulfed him, it turned into a world and floated above the Heavenly Stupa. In that world, countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Gatés recited scriptures together. The Ten Defenders of Buddhism floated there. There were also the many Buddhist treasures such as staffs and prayer beads, all of which shone with light.
There was also a Saha Forest, temples, and countless stupas all over. It resembled Nirvana.
This was the most powerful Buddhist attack, the Nirvana World Palm!
Since the last War of the Two Worlds, this attack never appeared ever again.
Lin Feng last saw many powerful Buddhist cultivators use this attack in their fight against the dragons. He too could feel its mystical power.
However, looking at the Cosmic Marble Buddha using this attack was an entirely different sensation. It was as if the Buddha really held Nirvana in his palms.
Liang Pan used his Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai and attacked with Yan Nanlai. Yet, he was unable to approach it.
He appeared only inches away. Yet, the closer he got, the further it seemed to be.
Lin Feng watched the battle from the side. "He possessed such powers from the start. He is undoubtedly Emperor Ru. However, if he wants to spread his teachings to the mortals, it will take him more time."
"After all, no one knows what happened to Emperor Ru after he entered the Death Sea. This time, he had no choice but to re-descend upon the world. It isn’t the ideal scenario for him."
"Otherwise, if he does possess the power of Emperor Ru, he can easily take care of Liang Pan and Yan Nanlai with his Nirvana World Palm. He did not need to be on the defensive."
Lin Feng soon saw through the attack and he understood the extent of its powers. "After all, for him to possess such powers straight after his coming, it is admirable indeed. The Emperor of the Dead was much weaker than him when he was reborn."
Blocking off the Imperial Palace and Yan Nanlai, the Cosmic Marble Buddha’s gaze fell upon Lin Feng. His expression was without sorry or joy, but Lin Feng could tell that he had complex emotions.
It was hard to describe.
Lin Feng saw this scene and his heart jolted. "Right, he cannot see my past and future."
"If he is unable to transcend the Grand Celestial World, then he is unable to see my past and future. This has nothing to do with his powers, but it’s because of the Greater World instead."
Lin Feng felt as if he had caught onto something. Yet, he felt like he was looking at flowers through a fog. "It appears… that my existence is the greatest mystery to Emperor Ru?"
Above the Heavenly Stupa, Yan Nanlai and Liang Pan were blocked by the Nirvana World Palm. Their faces were expressionless.
The seal on Yan Nanlai’s left hand started to shine as the mystical Cheng Heaven Great Void Celestial Light flashed brightly. It could not be described, understood and even felt.
As the mystical light came into contact with the Nirvana World Palm, it was like a blizzard. The world quickly disappeared and a path appeared for Yan Nanlai.
Liang Pan quickly performed spell gestures as the Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai once again used the Extreme Emperor Heaven-Splitting Mantra. As it cut through the blur of gases, another tear appeared in the Nirvana World Palm. The gigantic Imperial Palace turned into a ray of light and descended down onto the Heavenly Stupa.
Through many years of cultivation and care, the Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai regained its peak powers. Earlier, it absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy in the sea of purple light to replenish itself. Right now, flashing its like, its powers were immense and infinite.
The Cosmic Marble Buddha looked away from Lin Feng. Suddenly, he stood up from his lotus sitting position.
He pulled one of his 48000 arms back.
In terms of number, it seemed insignificant. However, the moment the Cosmic Marble Buddha did that, his entire aura changed. Everyone looked at the arm he retracted.
Next, the Cosmic Marble Buddha punched out toward the Imperial Palace with that arm.
That punch brimmed with a supreme, hegemonic power that shook the heaven the earth!
This was the most wide-spread Buddhist attack, the Vairocana Zen Palm Fist Print of the Vairocana Sutra!
Among all physical attacks in the Divine Lands, this was the most powerful.
While it was just a simple punch, the Cosmic Marble Buddha emitted an aura that seemed to state that across the heaven and earth, he was the most powerful being of all times!
That punch directly shattered the Dual Polarity Chaos Cave Divine Light from the Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai!
While the Cosmic Marble Buddha only punched out in one direction, the massive shockwave from that punch sent tremors in all four directions, making the black hole unstable.
Right now he punched out, the Cosmic Marble Buddha followed up with another punch.
There were ten prints of the Vairocana Zen Palm Fist Prints. Respectively, they were the Empirical Print, Cakkavala Print, Infinite Print, Formless Print, Bodhi Print, Maha Print, Akhanistha Print, Intelligent-Fist Print, the Dhyana-Mudra Print and the Vajra-Freedom Print.
After attacking the Imperial Palace with the heaven-covering Cakkavala Print which seemed to derive its powers from the Greater World, the Cosmic Marble Buddha followed up with another Infinite Print.
In the Imperial Palace, Liang Pan’s face was expressionless as he performed spells after spells. Rays of purplish-gold light shone and a majestic figure stood on top of the Imperial Palace. He pointed out with his finger and a blurry, green gas appeared. It was the Chaos Cave Saint-Slaying Thunderbolt.
The Chaos Cave Saint-Slaying Thunderbolt did not directly attack the Cosmic Buddha. Instead, it swirled around in the void and turned into a huge, green plate. Then, it crashed against the Infinite Print.
Green thunder light continued to explode and the green plate caught onto the Infinite Print. However, it was then shattered by the Cosmic Marble Buddha.
"I have not seen Emperor Tai’s Chaos Cave Saint-Slaying Thunderbolt for many years." The Cosmic Marble Buddha recited another Buddhist incantation. Without stopping, he punched out once more at the Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai.
This time, the Cosmic Marble Buddha retrieved another one of his arms. His two hands formed the Vajra Fist. His left index finger pointed upward and his right pinkie curled itself around the first segment of his left index finger. Then, his left index finger touched his right thumb lightly.
This was the Intelligent-Fist Print of the Vairocana Zen Palm Fist Prints. Its knowledge was unique and it represented the core tenets of Buddhism.
His left hand represented the five possible forms for creations and his right hand represented the Five Tathagatas. The Five Tathagatas shielded all creations. This was the Intelligent-Fist Print.
Liang Pan was expressionless. He extended his right hand and drew a talisman. His left hand performed a spell gesture.
On his body, purple clouds started to appear. Unlike Lin Feng’s purple clouds, Liang Pan’s ones were darker. A faint gold could be in these purple clouds, signifying the descent of a supreme sovereign.
This was the Royal Purple Gas, passed down from Emperor Tai.
Liang Pan used all his strength and the Royal Purple Gas surrounded the Imperial Palace, covering it completely and protecting it.
The gold light in the purple gas formed a huge imprint. It appeared to be made from a few strokes and yet, it was not simple. Instead, from it, one could sense a supreme yet simplistic principle.
As the light flashed, it represented the word ‘Tai’.
This was the most powerful attack of Emperor Tai, the Emperor Tai's Spell Imprint.
The most powerful moves of the first and second Emperors of Man of the Antiquity Age clashed at this instant.
As the Intelligent-Fist Print clashed against Emperor Tai’s Spell Imprint, the Cosmic Marble Buddha did not abate. He closed his palms together and his gesture changed once more. His right palm faced upward above his left palm. His two thumbs were connected.
This was the Dhyana-Mudra Print of the Vairocana Zen Palm Fist Print!
The fingers of his right palm represented the Five Greats of the Buddhism and the fingers of his left palm represented the Five Greats of the mortal world. Stacking his palms together, it meant that there was no second way to Buddhism. This gesture was known as the Dhyana-Mudra Print.
Liang Pan’s expression was heavy. "Even though it absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, it needed time to cultivate it before it could return to its peak. Then, I can use my other methods to further improve it. However, right now…"
He arched his eyebrows and said, "After the Dhyana-Mudra Print, he will use the Vajra-Freedom Print…"
As he thought about that, Liang Pan did not continue attacking with his Extreme Emperor Heaven-Splitting Mantra. Instead, he took up a defensive posture. Purple and gold light flashed around the Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai. The vast palace was like a person who just put on clothes. With such vast protective powers, it appeared eternal and immortal.
As the Cosmic Marble Buddha battled against the Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai, his remaining arms grabbed the Heavenly Stupa. Each of his hands slapped against the Heavenly Stupa, making it shine even brighter and blocking Yan Nanlai.
Yan Nanlai’s eyes narrowed. "Looking at it, it is no weaker than the Saros Steel Tree. It appears to be even more powerful and it can even be crafted into a Destiny level magic treasure like Mount Meru! Has the Buddha even prepared the magic treasures that he will need to bring about another Age of Saddharma?" (Translator’s Note: The Age of Saddharma is the opposite of the Age of Vipralopa. It refers to a period of time when Buddhism brings about a Golden Age.)
Looking at the Cosmic Marble Buddha prevailing against both his enemies, Lin Feng did nothing. Instead, he looked at the Cosmic Marble Buddha as many thoughts soared through his mind. Then, he arranged the many clues and connected the dots.
"Destiny and the will of heavens will not affect the Buddha’s foundation. Instead, it can help him improve further and even break free from their control."
"However, this must take place within the Grand Celestial World. The only one that doesn’t belong in this world is me. My existence prevents Emperor Ru from seeing the past and future and hence, he cannot transcend beyond this Greater World."
"So that’s the case, I am the greatest sin in the eyes of Emperor Ru. No wonder the Cosmic Marble Buddha appeared, and not the Medicine Buddha," thought Lin Feng as an odd expression crossed my face. "The current Shakyamuni Buddha, Emperor Ru himself, who is probably still in the Death Sea, and this future Cosmic Marble Buddha are all stopped by me."
"The Great Void Sect, the demons, the Great Zhou Empire and all those who destroyed Buddhism many years ago can be explained through karmic links. He naturally had to settle his scores with them. However, the strings of Destiny that tie him to me are in the future."


Lin Feng travelled through worlds and even obtained an overpowered system, but he still faces a pressure as huge as a mountain. 
 
System's main quest: 
Lin Feng is to create a school; establish history’s number 1 sect and Lin Feng himself to become the number 1 founder.
 
To become history’s number 1 founder, Lin Feng started to work hard.
 
“Your name is Shi Tianhao? Natural born sovereign roots but it was stolen by your cousin? Now being raised in a little village your father placed you in? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let those people know that justice that is owed must be returned!”
 
“Your name is Xiao Yan? A genius of the past but a loser now? Even your fiance came over to humiliate you by asking for a divorce? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let that brat know the meaning of: don’t bully a youngster just because he’s poor!” 
 
“Your name is Zhu Yi? The son of a marquis but you’re being suppressed by your father? Your mother was a saint but she was assassinated? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let your dad know the meaning how problems can be solved with your fists...no, with reasoning!"

In a party, regardless of whether it was a small one consisting of 5 members, or big scale one consisting over 500, those main tanks responsible for luring monsters as well as healers would always be the class that was the most lacking and required. If these two classes were established, then the remaining damage dealing would be a cinch.
With the participation of the main tank, Out of Print, and healer, Orchid Elf, Li Yi found another two who were 'willing' to join his party in Dark Empire to form a five-member party. 
The other two Dark Empire members were a Poisonous Thief Orc called Three Goat Pig Pig and a Violent Warrior Orc called 123 Tag.
The ATK damage of these two were completely not at par. Their white-colored equipment weren't even completed. They were at Level 8 and Level 9 respectively. They were the kind who would not even qualify for substitutions.
Still, it was better than nothing. This was what Li Yi thought.
Out of Print was honest. The moment he joined the party, he mentioned, "I have attempted Instance Dungeon of the Heroic difficulty multiples times and I get wiped out every time I encounter monsters, so they didn't dare to party with me."
"Me too," Orchid Elf, who was three-meters tall, coyly added.
Out of Print, just as Li Yi, was of the Human race while Lady Orchid Elf was gaming a Giant.
The Giants were considered the least populated race in all of King of Pantheon. Its sparseness could not beat that of the Vagabond class.
The Giants could go up to three meters, making them a huge target. Their reactions were not as agile. If they were fronted with Dwarfs, they would already drop dead before laying eyes on them. If anyone wanted to defeat Giants, they were basically walking and breathing targets that couldn't even go into hiding...
This was nothing. The Giants' Innate Ability was the most astounding. All three of their Innate Abilities were all rubbish. 
With Strength of Titan, Giants were able to facilitate up to double the items than normal races in their backpacks, enabling them to carry a super heavy load.
With Will of Giant, strong Giants developed a special capability from constant exposure of wind and rain that when they were attacked with spells, 1% damage would be reduced.
With Rage of Earth, Giants would ram their fists onto the ground, quaking away all enemies within a ten meter range. The casting speed was 8 seconds with a cooling period of 1 hour.
Among these three Innate Abilities, apart from Rage of Earth that seemed alright, the other two were entirely rubbish. However, the channeling time of 8 seconds in casting Rage of Earth was enough to make one crumble. Usually before it could be cast, they would be interrupted...
Those assuming the roles of healers would usually choose races with added intelligence like White Elves or Orcs. These classes would have bonus from their own races' Innate Skills that could strengthen their healing ability.
A year into the game in Li Yi's past life, it was then that players started having a certain understanding of the game. Basically, no one would play a healer as a Giant.
Regardless of his past or current life, it was Li Yi's first to see someone played a healer as a Giant.
Li Yi smiled, "No worries. We are only giving it a go. Of course, it's best if we can pass, but there is no problem if we can't. Getting wiped out is unavoidable in opening up a path. However, I want to inform something first. If we could really make it through, I hope it would be under the Dark Empire's name."
"Alright with me." Out of Print shrugged.
"Whatever you say." Orchid Elf did not object.
The other two naturally did not have differing views. As players that could not even make as substitutes, they were already happy to be able to try the Instance Dungeon of the Heroic difficulty. 
"Okay, then I'll simply distribute the tasks. I will be luring monsters in a bit. Out of Print will be in charge of tanking, while Orchid Elf will specifically heal Out of Print. The rest need not do anything."
"No problem."
The remaining four nodded.
"Okay then." Li Yi unequipped the Frost Ring and handed over to Out of Print.
"Equip this.
"Return it to me once we're done with the dungeon."
Out of Print was stunned, but still bluntly took and equipped it.
"Alright, let's enter the dungeon."
Li Yi wielded his arm and entered the dungeon first.
System Notification: [You have entered an Instance Dungeon of the Heroic difficulty, Frost Labyrinth. Time until the dungeon refreshes is 23 hours and 20 minutes.]
"Howl—"
Four Elite Level Frosty Snow Wolves were moving indolently on the snow. The HP displayed above them was shockingly at 12,000.
It was under these four Frosty Snow Wolves whose hands Unyielding-to-the-Sky Dragon died in.
"Don't come over. Wait for my signal, and then that's when Out of Print will lure the monsters."
Li Yi ran to another direction. He held his bow and aimed at a Frosty Snow Wolf. An arrow was shot with a swoosh.
[-279]
The beautiful critical damage sparked above a Frosty Snow Wolf. The four Frosty Snow Wolves immediately sensed Li Yi and ran towards his direction.
Li Yi retreated a few steps and hid behind a huge tree to conceal his body.
Apart from the Frosty Snow Wolf damaged by Li Yi which continued running forward, the remaining three Frosty Snow Wolves blankly stood on their spot. It wasn't long when a howl was heard as they returned to their original spots.
"Out of Print, now!"
Li Yi rotated his body with a Resounding Shot as he yelled while running toward Out of Print.
His speed was far from an Elite-Level Frosty Snow Wolf. Once he was caught up to, death was eminent.
Out of Print charged forward, slicing with each swirl of his blade. It wasn't long before he drew the Frosty Snow Wolves into Aggro mode.
"Block their sight to transfer Aggro!" Three Goat Pig Pig exclaimed, giving Li Yi the thumbs up.[1]
Li Yi's earlier action seemed simple, but it wasn't easy to pull off in reality. To block a monster's sight so that it could not see oneself was easy. However, it wasn't easy to follow suit with another monster.
"Go!"
Three Goat Pig Pig and 123 Tag pulled themselves together and made a move forward.
"Heal!"
Seeing Out of Print's HP going down, Li Yi yelled at Orchid Elf.
Orchid Elf held a matchstick-like staff and twirled. Rings of white light sparkled around Li Yi. Li Yi was instantly dumbfounded.
'... What sort of healing is this? What's the point of adding my HP?'
In a split second, Out of Print collapsed onto the ground. Frosty Snow Wolf's HP was still around 5,000+.
"Old Pig, you're up!"
In a moment of desperation, Li Yi released a Mutated Small Wild Boar and successfully averted Frosty Snow Wolf's Aggro. He continuously blasted arrows, resounding shots, crippling strikes, various damages until finally, the Frosty Snow Wolf was killed before Mutated Small Wild Boar collapsed.
"Oh my God, did we really kill them?" Three Goat Pig Pig looked at the Frosty Snow Wolves on the ground. He was still in disbelief.
Li Yi looked at Orchid Elf, "When I asked you to heal, I was asking you to heal Out of Print. Why did you recover my HP?"
"I... I was aiming at Out of Print," Orchid Elf felt awkward. She took large strides to Out of Print. Both her hands basked in Holy Light.
"Holy Light Redemption!"
The Resurrection Spell! This Healer Giant unexpectedly knew the Resurrection Spell...
Li Yi was, once again, dumbfounded.
A glimpse of her gaming skills gave away she was a noob. However, not only was her equipment the highest grade, she learned the Resurrection Spell sought after by the High Priests that couldn't even be bought.
"Do you even know how to be a healer?" Out of Print stood up and glared at Orchid Elf in frustration.
"I pumped HP on you but I don't know how it ended up on Dark Wing."
Orchid Elf clenched her Matchstick Staff. Her tone was certain.
　　
[1] Blocking a monster's sight is a strategy to disappear out of a monster's sight by hiding behind an obstacle and pulling its attention to another player.


Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages. 

Now, he has the chance to turn back the clock and return to a time before his first mistake put him on the path of no return. This time, Li Yi will make different choices. With that, comes many interesting encounters — like saving a woman in distress then making love to her seven times in a row while her child slept in the next room. However, will he get back to what truly matters?

One thing is for sure, with the memories retained from his past, he will become King of this game. 

"This is really the place." The dragon was too big to land on the island, so it circled overhead. The Extreme King man stood atop the head of the dragon, peering down at the island.
Han Sen was shocked, and he thought to himself, "The Extreme King have gotten here so quickly?"
Han Sen didn't recognize this Extreme King man, but he immediately identified the giant dragon beneath the man's feet. Han Sen had never seen it before, but he knew its name. It was the famous Extreme Purple Demon Dragon. It was deified, and it was a mount for the king's brother Meng Lie.
Meng Lie was King Bai's biological brother, and he had become deified a long time ago. He was one of the top ten elites of the Extreme King.
If even the likes of Meng Lie had come to the Tianxia System to hunt down Han Sen, that showed just how much they wanted him dead.
But Han Sen couldn't blame the Extreme King. The king's son had been murdered. If Han Sen didn't pay for what he had done, then the dignity and pride of the Extreme King and King Bai would be forever tarnished.
"Han Sen! I know you are here. Do you want to come out by your own volition, or do you want me to come down there and drag you out?" Meng Lie boomed from the air, staring down at the wooden house.
Han Sen's heart began to pound. He knew the Extreme King would come after he sent the video, but he hadn't thought they would arrive so quickly.
Han Sen had expected the demon spirit to be nearby when the Extreme King arrived, so they would have to deal with him before they could focus on Han Sen. But in a surprising turn of events, the demon spirit had yet to appear.
"Two deifieds have come looking for you. It seems as if you're in over your head." The woman looked at Han Sen with interest.
Before Han Sen could answer, the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon beneath Meng Lie gathered up a sphere of dragon power. It turned itself into a being of purple fire. It was going to smite the island and turn it to ash.
The woman's face hardened, and the light of the red lantern she was holding grew brighter. The red light covered the whole island, intercepting the purple fireball. The dragon's attack was unable to penetrate the light.
The purple fire burned fiercely and the red light wavered, but it still managed to shield the island from the power of the fire. The purple fire was incredibly wild, but it couldn't make it past the shield.
The Extreme Purple Demon Dragon became incredibly angry. It spat out more of that purple fire, but try as it might, it couldn't displace the red light.
The woman was unshaken. She raised her lantern and put her hand inside it. When she pulled her hand back out of it, Han Sen saw there was a little flame flickering atop her fingers.
The woman flicked it at the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon that hovered in the sky. That small flame shot upward, rising until it hit the dragon.
Boom!
Han Sen watched what looked like a nuclear bomb going off. The giant body of the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon was engulfed by a bright red sea of fire. The monster was transformed into a big, burning fireball. It squealed in pain, and its wings flapped madly as it tried to put out the fire that was ravaging it.
But the more it flapped, the more the fire burned.
Han Sen was frozen. As a fire-aligned deified xenogeneic, the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon should have been able to eat fire for breakfast. Instead, it was burning in intense pain. It was difficult to imagine how terrifying that tiny flame must have been.
The woman stood as calmly as if nothing spectacular had happened. She continued to hold the big red lantern, and she stood in front of the window, looking up at the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon and Meng Lie.
Suddenly, Han Sen saw Meng Lie roll up his sleeves. Then it was like the man turned into a black hole. The red fire on the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon was sucked into that black hole, and it all disappeared. There wasn't even a whiff of smoke remaining.
"Meng Lie is very powerful," Han Sen thought to himself.
"Who are you? Why are you protecting a fugitive like Han Sen?" Meng Lie stood atop the head of the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon's head, looking down at the woman near the window. He frowned.
"This is my house," the woman said simply. "You cannot just come here and attempt to burn it down, killing as you please."
Meng Lie looked at the woman in the same way. "Han Sen has a deep grudge with the Extreme King. The Extreme King will make him pay with his blood. If you would grant me access to your abode, we will greatly appreciate it."
"And what if I don't?" The woman wasn't pleased by Meng Lie's tone.
Meng Lie had asked her to stay out of the way, but it had sounded more like a command. There was no room for maneuvering or negotiation.
"Then I will forge my own path. The Extreme King are here now, and no one can stop me," Meng Lie said imperiously.
Hearing Meng Lie say that, Han Sen almost burst out laughing.
The Extreme King had enough power to suppress many races. And all of the top ten deifieds of the Extreme King were a serious threat.
But Meng Lie had just condescended to the wrong person. This woman had come from the era of the Sacred Leader. The Extreme King's alpha had been merely a servant to a woman like this, once upon a time. And now, an heir of the Extreme King was talking down to her in such a manner. Han Sen knew what she was going to do, just judging from the man's disrespectful tone of voice.
"The Extreme King must be really powerful. I am keen to see how you, a scion of the Extreme King, will build a path that cuts right through me," the woman said, her voice dripping with contempt.
Meng Lie frowned. The Extreme King were one of the most famous races in the universe, and they had been for a very long time. Furthermore, Meng Lie was the brother of the king. Aside from those of the Very High or the Ancient God, no one ever dared to speak to them in such a way.
"Hmph." Meng Lie flipped his hands out and started to push toward the island.
The hand became a big print that suddenly covered the whole shield. A hellish godlight burned from the print. It turned into an old word that read "king," and it was infused with powers for crushing the sky and the ground.
The clouds of the Tianxia System shook because of that word. The clouds nearby were all rolling, and space was tearing and coming undone under the force of the large print. The whole area had become a dangerous maelstrom of destructive power.
In Han Sen's eyes, it was like the whole world was being flattened by that unstoppable word. The island was going to get crushed like an egg.
"You stole the World Print, and now you have the gall to show it off here?" The woman looked up with disdain. She raised her hands, and a small print appeared on her fingers. She threw it at the big print that was coming down toward the island.
The small print and the big print collided. Weird symbols flashed across the smaller print. Han Sen couldn't tell what the symbols meant, but the sight of them was disconcerting. It was like the universe's destiny now resided in that little print.
Boom!
The small print hit the big print. Then, the scary big print shattered. It couldn't repel the small print.
"How is that possible?" Meng Lie's face changed. His king print could suppress the sky and earth, and no race should have been able to stop it. But now, a much smaller print had been able to crush it. It was a sight that beggared belief.
Han Sen had used his Purple-Eye Butterfly to observe the conflict. The woman's small print had a similar structure to the big print, but the smaller variant's power was much denser.
They looked roughly the same, but when they ran into each other, but it was like refined steel going up against baked clay. The world shocking king print shattered. It couldn't compare to the woman's World Print.


In the magnificent interstellar era, mankind has finally developed teleport technology, but when trying to teleport, they are not sent to the future, the past, or any land known to men...

This mysterious space is called God’s Sanctuary, where lived numerous unknown creatures. Here, humans will make the greatest leap in their evolution to create the most glorious epoch in history.

"Sacred-blood creature black beetle killed. Beast soul of sacred-blood black beetle gained. Eat the meat of sacred-blood black beetle to gain 0 to 10 geno points randomly."

Everyone in the vast battlefield stopped fighting and turned their eyes in Ye Futian's direction. Every single saint had undergone divine catastrophes and their attacks were imbued with the rules of the great path.
Saint Zhi—the saint lord of Zhisheng Cliffs—had climbed to the second level of the Divine Path Steps, making him unpredictably formidable. He was ranked 30th on the Saint Ranking, so no one would have expected him to trade lives with Ye Futian.
The Bloody Palm Print shrouded the heavens, and under countless watchful eyes, he continued to press down on the Village Chief, who had taken the form of a sword. The sky seemed to have been brought down along with the palm print. Blood stained Saint Zhi's palm, yet he pressed forth as if he felt no pain. He had cast away concerns about his own life so that any small injuries did not faze him at all. 
He had to see the Holy Zhi Palace go down with him before he ended up dead. He had to kill Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Yaya, and Hua Jieyu. Regardless of what happened in the immediate or near future, the Holy Zhi Palace had to go down.
Ye Futian and the others looked comparatively puny under the palm print. While they were indeed peerless under Saint Plane, the one who wanted to kill them was a saint. They saw Yu Sheng burst with overbearing demonic might and Yaya's ponytail loosen up and billow in the air. They saw Hua Jieyu take the form of a queen, attempting to resist the falling palm print using her psychic powers.
They also saw Ye Futian burst with blinding light; the light that was forcefully suppressed before. He rose like an emperor and fused himself with the Halberd of Time and Space as he lashed out as if he were to pierce the heavens.
Boom. A stifled rumble was heard as the Bloody Palm Print fell onto their heads. Yaya held the holy sword in her hand as the palm print crashed onto them. Her hair billowed wildly as boundless sword will was shattered, which reversed and pierced into her body.
Yu Sheng held the battleax in his hand and his devil-like body brought down the ax on the palm print. The axe was deflected back to his own body. However, he stood his ground tall and proud, striking both hands on the palm print, intending to prevent it from crashing down. Explosive rumbles were heard as his devil body continued to crumble and blood was seen dripping from his body.
Hua Jieyu's eyes turned incredibly demonic. It was as if they were no longer her eyes. She fused into a single being with the shadow behind her, bringing a terrifying psychic storm to bear, resisting all powers against them in that space and intending to prevent the palm print from crashing down as well. That weak body of hers had no fear as it struck, lashing out with the storm.
Boom… The Halberd of Time and Space in Ye Futian's hand struck, crashing onto the center of the palm print with boundless might as if it intended to tear the palm print apart. However, it was only able to tear a small crack before Ye Futian felt as if he was able to be squashed. All his internal organs felt like they were on the brink of collapse.
Intense rumbling continued to be heard and the might of great path continued to fall onto them. However, the might of the Bloody Palm Print had been considerably weakened. The Village Chief was attacking the palm print with his sword form, after all, negating a good part of its power. However, that still proved inadequate to stop it. All of their bodies were pinned and they spat up blood as their bodies continued to suffer damage. Saint Zhi never intended to leave any of them alive.
Hua Jieyu's demonic eyes took one look at Ye Futian. Her eyes were teary before and her will seemed to begin burning. Boundless power in the heavens seeped into her body. A force that did not belong to her burst.
"I offer my body as a sacrifice in exchange for the will of the queen." A solemn and despaired voice was heard and the might of the divine path seemed to burst from her body. A sliver of unparalleled imperial might was sensed and even her eyes seemed to have changed, becoming ones that cared for nothing around her as she looked above.
Her will served as the catalyst and her body as the sacrifice in exchange for the will of the queen. The will invoked the catastrophe of the great path above the heavens. Hua Jieyu continued to resist the palm print as her body and even her will were burning. She invoked the catastrophe of the heavens as she continued to move upwards, shattering the palm print bit by bit as she tore through it.
"Go to hell!" Saint Zhi roared furiously as he continued to press downward, giving up everything just to kill the ones before him. 
Yaya's body seemed to have been torn by swords as boundless light of swords burst from her body. She turned around and saw Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, saying to herself, "Brother, Yaya is leaving." Dazzling light of the sword burst with her body in the middle as soon as she finished. A incredibly huge sword diagram appeared on the palm print. Boundless swords appeared in the air all of a sudden. The swords of countless swordsmen in the battlefield rang and flew out of their hands, heading towards Yaya.
Countless were stunned as they witnessed the astonishing scene, feeling their minds being rattled. Saints finally made it there at that moment. Both Saint Li and Saint Jiang were there, filling the place with saintly might. However, that barefooted young woman's hair continued to billow in a frenzy. Boundless sword will burst from her body as changes were seen. Even her face and bearing seemed to have changed. While Yaya's face was still hers, it seemed to have grown incredibly fast and had matured, filled with saintly might. Her eyes took one look at Saint Zhi in the air, filled with overbearing pride and cold murderous intent.
Boom… The palm print finally shattered under the attack of the psychic powers and sword will. Countless swords in the air merged and became a single blade, pulsing with the flash of the sword capable of killing everything.
The sword flew and Saint Zhi's pupils dilated. At the very next moment, a beam of sword flash pierced him. Saint Zhi's body was immediately shattered and reduced to nothing. In a single instant, his soul and mind had dissipated into nothing. The saint lord of Zhisheng Cliffs was thoroughly reduced to dust, scattered throughout the heavens and the earth.
The towering sword will dispersed soon after and the young woman's body fell limply. The holy sword appeared beneath the young woman's body, lifting her up and hovering in the air. The Village Chief knelt down and prostrated in the air. Tears were seen in his aged eyes. It was unknown if those were tears shed for Yaya's disappearance or for the return of his master, or maybe even both.
Yu Sheng's devil-like body dropped from the air and the same went for Ye Futian, who fell limply. Blood continued to shoot from his mouth as his teary eyes turned to look at Hua Jieyu and Yaya.
"No," he said, his voice croaking. His heart ached very, very painfully. The very reason why he cherished Yaya and had taken her as his little sister was because he had long guessed that that would have been Yaya's end. The end of the pitiful young woman.
His speculations became reality. Yaya was gone. The one taking her place might be Yaya or maybe it was the Sword Saint of the Void, who had once been known throughout the world. He turned his eyes to Hua Jieyu and his heart felt like it was able to be torn apart.
Hua Jieyu's body continued to burn, being reduced to nothing bit by bit. Like him, she fell lifelessly and turned around arduously. Her demonic eyes turned clear as if she had regained her consciousness. Her eyes were teary and yet, there was a beaming smile in them.
Everything had finally ended.
Saint Zhi was dead and the saints came. No one in the entire Nine States would be able to kill him.
Isn't this ending beautiful?
However, his imperial will continued to burn, and Emperor Xia… he was hoping the emperor would let him off of that ordeal.
Boom. Ye Futian's body hit the ground. He extended his shivering hands, attempting to catch Hua Jieyu's falling body. Her body was very light as if it weighed nothing, continuing to disappear bit by bit.
"Jieyu." Ye Futian's heart seemed to be bleeding. He looked up and shouted, "Senior Saint Jiang."
Saint Jiang took one look down and remained standing where he was. It was too late.
Hua Jieyu's eyes continued to smile. She extended her hand, intending to stroke Ye Futian's face as she said, "I guess I can't be your queen after all."
"No," Ye Futian shook his head and said, "I disagree." Boundless emerald light was sent into Hua Jieyu's body but it was entirely futile. Her body continued to disperse.
"Keep in mind, your next wife cannot be someone as sh*tty as I'm. Your queen has to become some girl who is unparalleled, even in the heavens." Hua Jieyu's spectral silhouette continued to smile, but somehow, she continued to shed tears.
"I promise you this, only you'll be my queen."
"You're so dumb." Hua Jieyu then said softly, "But promise me this, don't let her bully you, as I'm the only one allowed to do so in this world."
"Only you're allowed to bully me." Ye Futian burst into tears.
"Right, I'll be able to rest easy now. But somehow, despite no longer having a heart, I still feel heartache. Can souls cry too?" Her silhouette turned increasingly spectral. It gradually turned into a blurry shadow, yet the tears on her face were just as visible.
Boundless light circled around Hua Jieyu's body as it moved to the air around her. Hua Jieyu felt some formless power summoning her.
Is this the call of the reaper?
"Promise me, live." Her spectral silhouette dispersed into the air.
"No..." Ye Futian attempted to catch the last bit of her but quickly found that he only grabbed nothing. He watched in despair as Hua Jieyu transformed into a beam of light and shot for the heavens. Ye Futian's arms shivered. His eyes were filled with boundless despair. 
The battlefield was dead silent. Everyone was staring at him. A lotus lamp continued to burn in the air. A vague silhouette appeared on the lamp, and that silhouette was stunningly beautiful. She looked at Ye Futian, who was despairing, as tears filled her flawless face. She turned and look at that faraway silhouette and her body burned as well. Countless lotus lamps then took off to the air.
One of the lamps came beside Ye Futian and a voice was heard in his mind: "I was once a lamp before the Buddha. My life came and went as my destiny willed it. I shall protect her in your stead." Hua Qingqing's gentle voice was heard and Ye Futian watched as the tranquil light of the Buddha took off. He was unable to fathom anything, as he felt nothing but intense heartache at the moment.
"That concludes the war." Saint Xia's cold eyes swept across everyone on the battlefield. Saint Zhi went against the rules and had severely injured Ye Futian and the others. He should have been executed, but he had already perished.
"I disagree." An extremely cold voice was heard. Saint Xia looked below and saw Ye Futian standing up. Dazzling imperial light shot forth into the heavens. His body was burning, and it seemed that his killing intent burned as well!
　　


In a time when the Divine Prefectures of the East Sea were in great disarray, Emperor Ye Qing and Donghuang the Great appeared to save the day. Under their rule, the prefectures united and all nations as well as  their kings have been controlled. However, the legend of these two great heroes becomes altered when Emperor Ye Qing's name is wiped from the history books after his sudden death. All statues and images of him were destroyed and his name a taboo. Only the legend of Donghuang the Great shall live on.                            

Fifteen years later, a young man by the name of Ye Futian begins his journey in search for his true identity. The legend of Futian was going to be one for the history books.


(victor,valeria,vignetta were in that place.)
zara=im looking for victor..who's victor he come office today.
victor= yes im victor how can i help you
zara=i want to take a print..where to take print. where the print machine.
victor= come with me i will show the print machine.
(victor and zara taking print)
victor=i wont see you in here.when did you join office.
zara==im new employee.today was my first day.
(all employees are going home work time over.)
(zara in home with her friends. talking about what happen in office)
zara= hello girls im in home.
zola=weclome we are waiting for you.
zara=where is eloise and zuria??
zuria=im here...(he put face mask)
zara=omg gost...
zola=i want that mask .give me..
(zuria giving new mask to zola)
zuria=tell me what happend
(zara tell what happend).
eloise=im in home
(eloise comes home with big bag of juice and liquids)
zara= heyy!!!you looking very happy.today..
eloise=yes because i got promosion.
zara=wow....yeahhh....lets celebrate the moment.
(zara,eloise,zuria,and zola were celebrating the moment.)

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Faulty printer cables
 
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Turn off the printer
Unplug all the cables connect to the printers
Connect them again
Turn the printer ON and try to print
Print – Success
 
Check the firewall settings of the computer
 
At times, the computer's firewall does not allow your HP printer to function
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You can also disable the firewall on a temporary basis
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Check if the printer cartridge is full or empty
 
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Clean the print head
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Printer Driver Issues
 
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If you don't have the printer software disk, you can download it from online.
 
Re-installation of HP software
 
To reinstall the software, ensure the printer is ON
If the printer is connected with the PC, disconnect it by removing the cable
The software would indicate you if the connection between the printer and the cable is required
Visit HP Customer Support and then Software and Driver Downloads
The page "Let's identify your product to get started" is displayed, click on Printer
Type the model number of the printer and click on the option Submit
When the page gets displayed, check out the default operating system
If you want to change the default operating system, click on the option Change, select the version you want and then give a click on Change
Click on Download
While the installation is processing, select the option Recommended or Typical kind of installation when asked by the software installer
 
"If you are still not sure, you can get assistance from HP printer technical support."
 
Check with the Windows Image Acquisition Settings
 
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To fix it, search Windows in the View local services box and click on View Local Services in the Control Panel setting list
When the service window opens, Find WIA by typing Windows Image Acquisition
Check the Startup and the Status type values
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If the Status reads Disabled, right click on WIA and click on Properties then click on General Tab, then click on Start option which is under the service status
Select Automatic from the Menu in the Start
Reboot the system
Try to Scan and it should work properly
 
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After leaving the house, the pair quickly pathed through the darkened streets of Rakuyo, soon reaching the gate. Riku patted his two pants pockets, looking for something. Bringing it out, he walked up to the guard on duty. The guard looked at the object Riku presented to him—the Shinosaki clan seal—and nodded. 
Motioning to the other guard, the two security guards opened the heavy gates of the city.
The two children walked through, leaving the cultivator's city, Rakuyo, and entering the nation's capital, Kyoto. 
They entered a residential district close by, and realizing that they were going nowhere, Riku turned his attention to Chiaki. "Can you Googol the nearest print shop?"
Perhaps a symptom of his Eternal NEET Disease, Riku could not follow a map to save his life. Even though his grandmother had given him a phone before the meal, he was confident that if he were to lead the two, they would end up at a maid cafe in the opposite direction of whatever they wanted to find. This was based on a real experience that happened twice.
"I had a feeling you were going to ask that question. My phone's already navigating there," Chiaki replied. She knew how hopeless Riku was in this area.
"Nice. I'll just follow you then."
Riku stopped his steps and let Chiaki take the lead. Soon, and much sooner than if Riku was to take the lead, they were at a print shop. Riku held the door open; the bell rang, and Chiaki entered. He followed after. 
A staff member quickly located them, "Welcome! What are you here for?"
Riku spoke up, "Posters. We need 317 different posters printed to be exact. If you can get them all done by midnight, we can pay double the asking price."
The employee thought for a bit. "317… is a lot. What size do you want your posters to be in? We have two printers available, and it'll take about a half-hour for standard-size posters."
Riku deliberated. It was currently around six, so they could only print twenty-four posters; nowhere close to enough. "How about simple black and white posters with little detail? Most of the poster will be whitespace. It shouldn't take too long."
"Could you show an example?"
Riku took out his phone and spent half a minute pressing buttons. He then showed the employee his phone. On it was an outline sketch of an anime character.
"This…" the employee calculated, "We should be able to do about half your order if we can get a few extra hours. You'd have to look for another print shop for the rest. The normal price for a poster print is thirteen-hundred yen, but we can give a discounted price to you for a thousand yen each."
Riku quickly agreed. "Yep, that's totally fine. We'll pay double, so two spirit stones for each poster. My partner here has the cash ready in her spatial ring." He gestured at Chiaki's ring.
"Alright, I'll go to the back to get things started. You can send what you want printed to our email, written over there." The employee pointed to a sign before heading off.
Once the employee had turned the corner, Riku said, "This is embarrassing to say, but I have no idea how to email people on this cellphone." It was a new phone, and he was unfamiliar with it; he even didn't know his phone's email address. In the first place, email, something that replaced the function of texting in Japan, was not something one did without having friends to text to or working at a job. And Riku didn't exactly fulfill either criteria.
Chiaki rolled her eyes, but still went to Googol image search. Under Riku's guidance, she easily compiled an assortment of waifu sketches onto her phone.
Once they had downloaded ten images, Riku spoke out, "This should be enough to start off with. Let's send them."
She nodded, and with the expertise that only a female highschooler would have in texting, she quickly sent out the files to the email displayed on the sign. 
A few moments later, the employee came back. 
Riku asked, "Did you get the email?"
The staff member shook his head. "I'm deeply sorry. A few minutes before you two came here, an important customer placed an order. All our printers are full."
"What?" Riku and Chiaki exclaimed at the same time. They both were equally as shocked. Riku continued, "Can't they wait? We're paying double, after all."
The employee shook his head once again. "I'm sorry. Their order is very urgent. We unfortunately cannot help you at this time. We will be open tomorrow for business if you can wait a day."
"Alright, let's just try someone else. To the next print shop!" 
After Riku's enthusiastic reply, the pair headed off.

*

"This is the last print shop in the entire Keihanshin region, right?"
Chiaki nodded to Riku's question.
"So why exactly does every single open print shop in three enormous cities need to fulfill an order from some secret important person at the same exact time? We've checked all the print shops in an area with thirty fucking million people, goddammit. It's already past twelve. We spent six fucking hours getting nothing done. Fucking hell, I'm cursing as much as an American right now."
The Sunk Cost Fallacy is a dangerous effect indeed. After spending two hours checking over all the print shops in Kyoto, the pair bought train tickets to Osaka. And when Osaka proved to be fruitless, they went to Kobe with an obvious lack of success.
Chiaki wanted to give up after the third print shop all the way back in Kyoto, but Riku kept pressing on, saying "What if the next one ends up being ready?" She then said that she wanted to go back alone to catch up on sleep, but Riku kept her with him, saying "Sleep is for the weak." 
In all honestly, she didn't mind going along with Riku for a bit longer; they were good friends. Why else would Chiaki agree to help him in the first place? Except that this "bit longer" ended up being six hours.
"Let's just give up. We can't put up posters if we can't get posters in the first place," Chiaki said.
Riku scoffed, "And give up to that grandmother of ours? I think not! I swear in the name of Haruka-chan that Grandma was the person to place all those orders!"
"Oh, come on. You really think that Grandma went to every print shop in Keihanshin to make an order just to win this stupid game?" Chiaki dismissed.
"Of course!" Riku confidently dismissed Chiaki's dismissal. "Pettiness runs in the blood."
She rolled her eyes. "Alright then, let's say you're right. You've lost. What else can you do at this point but give up? There's no way to get the posters anymore."
Riku confidently smiled, pointing at a department store nearby. "Oh, we can just buy poster paper from there. I can't draw, but I have thousands of pictures of each of my 317 waifus embedded deep in my head. I can recreate them much faster than printers can!" He spoke in a boastful tone, as if he was asking for praises.
Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect on the sleep-deprived Chiaki. She felt that Riku's face just seemed so punchable at that moment; this person had been frolicking uselessly for six hours. She normally wouldn't care, but he had to just be frolicking uselessly with her. And this girl normally slept at eight. It was already past twelve.
So, she simply gave in to her impulses and gifted Riku with a punch straight to the nose. 
Chiaki took a deep breath, some of her anger dissipating after the punch. However, she was still quite incensed. In a quiet voice, oozing with her displeasure, she made good use of the oxygen she took in half a moment before to berate Riku in her native language, "Why the fucking fuck did we just spend six fucking hours looking for a damn print shop when we could fucking just fucking go to any damn department store! God fucking dammit, you owe me a day's worth of sleep. Tell your parents to give me three extra vacation weeks. I should've fucking stayed in Okinawa. God fucking dammit. Urghhh, I am so fucking pissed right now. Go buy your posters by yourself," Chiaki, remembering that Riku had no money on him, aggressively threw a few spirit stones at him. One was a headshot.
She took another breath. "My god, I just remembered it's fucking midnight and the trains aren't fucking running now. Holy fucking shit. I'll call a damn taxi. That's what, an extra hour you owe me? Oh my fucking god. Just—just give me a break."
Riku, even though he only half-understood the English Chiaki was speaking, was slightly intimidated by Chiaki's excessive use of the word "fuck." Hearing her finish her scolding, he took the chance to scamper away to buy three-hundred-odd sheets of poster paper and a few packages of permanent markers.

When Riku came back, Chiaki was sitting, stone-faced, in a taxi. A door was left open for him, and he quickly got in. 
Sunrise was around five hours from the current time, and there were 317 posters to draw. Riku couldn't waste a single second, so he began to expound the contents of his brain onto the poor, abused poster paper, smearing the excretions of a soft-tipped hard rod-shaped object all over its previously unblemished snow-white body. After a few minutes, Riku realized that he was drawing too slowly; he only had two posters done. He thought for a bit before taking out another permanent marker. Using his divine sense to draw on one poster and his two hands to draw on another, he managed to multitask magnificently. He would finish a poster every minute; it was just barely fast enough to finish in time.
Chiaki was still vexed and refused to look at Riku, but she felt curious about Riku's drawing skills. And barely a minute later, her curiosity overcame her anger.
She took a peek at his finished posters and her eyebrows shot up. She then rifled through them with a frown.
"Hey, Riku."
Riku replied without taking his attention away from his drawing, "Yes?"
"Could you please tell me why the fuck are all of these posters panty shots!?" Chiaki's voice, while starting quiet, slowly raised to a crescendo at the end.
And indeed, all the posters were panty shots. Wind blowing up a skirt was the most common kind. Then there were the posters with the viewpoint slightly below the skirt, looking up. A few even had the anime girl pulling up her skirt herself.
Riku shrugged while still perfectly painting obscenities on two posters at the same time. "I only can draw images I've perfectly memorized. These are the tamest I have."
Once Chiaki fully realized the ramifications of what Riku had just said, she looked at him in horror. "You said you have thousands of images memorized for each of your three-hundred-something waifus, right? That is to say, you have hundreds of thousands of rule thirty-four pictures embedded in your brain?"
He shrugged again. "Yep. That's why I wanted to look for a print shop. I can only draw things I've memorized perfectly. Even I don't want to have 317 nsfw images on our home. But that old woman forced my hand."
She felt like beating up this king of perverts. Only an obscenely lewd man would use the enhanced memory gained from cultivation to remember porn instead of something useful. And only Riku, out of all obscene, lewd men, would decide to publicly display his fetishes on his home. Even worse, the house Riku wanted to post these pictures all over was the one Chiaki was currently living in. And so, for the second time this day, Chiaki gave in to her feelings and threw out a fat punch to Riku's face.

After reincarnating into a world where qigong cultivation is commonplace, our main character makes the obvious decision to become a weeb.

If Arthur had the means to help Diana, he would have done that already but the fact is, he did not. However, this did light a fire under the young man's arse. If he had any hesitation to ignore the plight at Blue Lake, that thought was promptly banished out of his mind after he knew what was at stake. 
Some might perceive this as selfishness and they would be right. At the end of the day, human beings were self-serving creatures and Arthur was no different. Make no mistake, Arthur would help Diana but that was nowhere near the top of his to-do list, however, knowing that there was something on the line for him, this changed plenty of things. There was now an added motivation to help Diana.
All in all, while Arthur admitted that there was potential to the rewards provided by the Special Petitions, they were all currently inaccessible to him. He had no solution to resolve the petition related to Diana and the other two petitions were currently unknown to Arthur. He probably had not come across the mythical creatures to trigger them yet. The young man wondered if this was the book's way to motivate him, it kinda reminded him of the donkey and the carrot, him being the donkey in this situation. 
In any case, since there was nothing Arthur could do temporarily with regards to the Special Petitions, he moved onto the normal petitions. As mentioned before, if there was no change to the Available Petitions, he would have no choice but to take on the one by Mr. M despite Miss S' warning. Thankfully, the page had been updated. 
Petition No. 1 had been removed from the page because Arthur had already completed Miss S' assignment. Petition No. 2 was the one given by Mr. M and there was a new petition underneath it, a Petition No. 3. 
Looking at this latest petition, Arthur did not know what to think. Instead of words and details like the ones provided in Petition No. 1 and 2, all Petition No. 3 had a paw print. Arthur did not know how to make heads or tails of this situation. 
First, he tried to ask the Book of Thoth for assistance, "Hey, can you help interpret this for me? What is it trying to say? What is Petition No. 3?" 
Arthur waited for a while but there was no discernible change. Either the book did not understand what he said or the paw print was everything the book had to give to help Arthur. Either way, this meant that the book was no help. It further instilled Arthur's belief that the Book of Thoth he got was a pirated version or else how did one explain why it was so clueless to everything. 
Since Arthur knew he could not rely on the book, he had to solve this puzzle by himself. He examined the paw print closer. The print was of a slightly smaller size so the animal who left the print was probably a small-sized creature. That removed the possibility of beasts like elephants, tigers, and lions. Then again, maybe the book had downsized the print to fit it into the page, perhaps the original size was as big as a watermelon. Furthermore, Arthur believed he was dealing with a mythical beast so who was to say, an elephant cannot have dainty feet in the mythical world? Anything is possible in the mythical world. 
Then, Arthur examined the print to draw conclusion about the client's species. The indentation was of a sole and four fingers. That eliminated the possibility of any sort of avian because those would have left claw marks. Other than that, Arthur had nothing to go on with. He was not a veterinarian to know the species of an animal from their paw print alone. 
Arthur tried doing his research online but without the species of the animal so he could compare the paw print to, it was practically hopeless. The young man tried the more common domesticated animals like cats and dogs. The paw print on the book looked somewhat similar to the paw prints of these animals online but there were still some minor differences. 
Even though the identity of the client for Petition No. 3 was still shrouded in mystery, Arthur leaned towards accepting this petition compared to Petition No. 2. If Miss S. wasn't lying to him and Arthur could see no reason for her to do so, then accepting Petition No. 2 would put him in mortal danger. Even if he did not know what Petition No. 3 might entail, at least unknown was safer than definite danger. Plus, since Miss S. had already warned him about Mr. M, if the latest petition was more dangerous than Petition No. 2, she would have said something. Arthur knew he probably shouldn't have based the basis of his choice on the words of a woman who just admitted to sending him to a death mission but there was no better option. 
Arthur scratched his chin as he thought about it. He realized he still had time before he needed to come to a decision, he had something else to inspect first. 
These included the details of the Siren's Song as well as the update to Miss S.' client profile. 
To Arthur's disappointment, the profile for Miss S hadn't been updated much. 
Profile 1-
Name: Miss S.
Profession: Dancer
Mythos Identity: Siren, 
Note: One of three sisters. 
Affection Level: 1 <3
One of the updates was the identity, Siren. Arthur already knew that from the ability he stole from her. Just as he was about the turn the page, something caught the young man's attention. There was a comma and not a full stop next to the word, Siren.
Arthur doubted the Book of Thoth would make such grammatical mistake so the comma must have been left there for a reason. 'Does this mean Miss S. has more than one mythic identity? What else can she be other than a siren? Is multiple identity even possible for mythic creatures?'

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