I do not own any of the Mass Effect universe only the creativity of the story is my own ...

I am NEW at writing so pls bear with it ... will release chapters as fast as I can ...

Our story is about a man that got reincarnated in to the Mass Effect universe.

I would say only this, in the beginning there will be mild gore and so on but as the story progresses it will get worse.

Do have fun reading as I am writing.
 
The Reapers invaded Earth.
Humanity is on the brink of extinction.
One man came to lead them, no one knows his name but they call Him Elder. 

Come and see what happens to humanity 50 000 years before their supposed war with the Reapers. 

Will they win ...?

Come and see ...

I do not own any of the Mass Effect universe only the creativity of the story is my own ...

I am NEW at writing so pls bear with it ... will release chapters as fast as I can ...

Our story is about a man that got reincarnated in to the Mass Effect universe.

I would say only this, in the beginning there will be mild gore and so on but as the story progresses it will get worse.

Do have fun reading as I am writing.
 
The Reapers invaded Earth.
Humanity is on the brink of extinction.
One man came to lead them, no one knows his name but they call Him Elder. 

Come and see what happens to humanity 50 000 years before their supposed war with the Reapers. 

Will they win ...?

Come and see ... 

(PS... I am writing this for fun so I can leave it at any time, don't expect a chap a day or any other day. When I have time a chap will be released, motivation as comments and power stones would be greatly appreciated...) 

(PPS... thanks for reading thou, and all those that share there thoughts with me about my story.)

September 16th, Thursday… 
Pei Qian headed over to Fish-Catching Internet Cafe's Handong University branch once again to take a look at Teacher Qiao's progress with the game. 
Pei Qian came with a completely different mindset from before. 
That was because… he had cleared all the stages! 
Of course, those stages were merely at easy difficulty. He used the 'Pudu' and jumped from the Road to the Underworld to the six realms of rebirth and existence. After clearing the boss there, he had finished his job. 
If Pei Qian had to complete one whole round, he might be helpless. 
The initial difficulty level of the second round was hard enough. Moreover, 'Pudu' was different from other weapons in the second round. Because it could not be upgraded, it would slowly fall behind other weapons. Using it to fight would simply be a suicidal act. 
However, that did not concern Pei Qian. He had completed the system's tasks and felt that the weights were off his chest. 
Over on the other side, the matters regarding the new stores for Fish-Catching Internet Cafe were almost all settled. 
The location that they chose was the biggest shopping mall in Jingzhou City. The rent was not cheap. It was 12 yuan per square meter. That was the most expensive place that Pei Qian had rented. 
Although that was nothing compared to rent ten years later, it was already shockingly high. 
The area of this shop was around 800 square meters. The store was not as spacious as before as it was located within a mall. 
After they have decided not to offer coffee and drinks services, that saved a huge space in the store. Pei Qian specially allocated an area to be the public leisure and entertainment area. He set up a projector there. 
The rest of the space could fit 150 computers. 
Pei Qian estimated that the monthly rent would be around 300,000 yuan. He needed to hire two cashiers and four internet cafe administrators. That would cost him thirty to forty thousand yuan each month. Adding internet fees, cleaning, and other expenses; the internet cafe would spend about 400,000 yuan each month. 
Currently, the occupancy ratio of the computers at the Fish-Catching Internet Cafes was at thirty to forty percent. The standard operating duration was from 0800 to 2400 daily. If he continued charging 10 yuan per hour for the computers, he could at most earn 300,000 yuan. 
Of course, many internet cafes operate 24/7. However, Pei Qian did not plan on doing so. 
It was not because the mall would close at night. 
Even if the mall was closed, the movie theaters in many malls all had midnight slots. There would still be customers around two to three in the morning. They were not affected by the closure of the mall. 
The mall simply had to keep its doors open. That was not a new occurrence. 
Pei Qian's purpose for opening the internet cafe was to lose money. He would, of course, try his best to reduce the operation duration. 
Thinking about it from another perspective—with the current expenses, the internet cafe needed to achieve a computer occupancy ratio of about sixty percent to profit. Pei Qian thought that the target was almost impossible to hit. 
After all, even though the flagship store for Fish-Catching Internet Cafes was very popular, it did not reach that number either. 
Of course, Pei Qian did not completely trust the statistics as they were volatile. 
Pei Qian did not rush to open many stores. He wanted to open one first and observe the situation there. 
If the loss reached his expected amount, he would invest in a few more stores before the settlement. If the internet cafe managed to profit for some unknown reasons, he would find a way to stop that. 
… 
When Pei Qian reached the Handong University branch, he pulled out the chair beside Teacher Qiao and sat down. He sipped on his cocktail as he watched Teacher Qiao play the game. 
His original intent was to see Teacher Qiao suffer. That would add some excitement to his busy work and life. 
Qiao Liang felt that he was being valued by Pei Qian and was instantly energetic. 
The main designer of the game was watching him play the game and was prepared to listen to his opinions and suggestions at any time. That was such a thing to be proud of! 
Teacher Qiao was in high spirits. 
At that moment, Qiao Liang had finished updating the game. He opened the update list conveniently. 
"Eh? The epitaph function is completed?" 
Qiao Liang was pleasantly surprised. The problem that he raised previously had been quickly resolved by Boss Pei. That showed that Pei Qian really valued his opinions! 
Pei Qian saw the update list, too. He said regrettably, "The epitaph function is only available at the beginning of the game. I don't think you will be able to use that unless you open a new account." 
Qiao Liang entered the game as he replied, "That's alright. I have coincidentally reached the second round." 
Pei Qian was speechless. "…" 
What the f*ck?! 
Teacher Qiao's words might have sounded nonchalant, but they were akin to a sharp knife that pierced into Boss Pei's heart. 
He had reached the second round? 
Pei Qian had indeed completed the first round. However, he relied on 'Pudu' and skipped many stages in the process. He might have only truly experienced about thirty to forty percent of the game. 
However, Teacher Qiao was different. He completed the first round without skipping any stage. Moreover, he had experienced a huge challenge in the process. The weapon that he was familiar with was downgraded by an unscrupulous game designer, and he had to familiarize himself with a completely new weapon. 
Even if that happened, Teacher Qiao's progress in the game was about the same as Boss Pei. 
That comparison made Pei Qian upset… 
He felt that his mood turned for the worse, and he was starting to doubt himself. 
He did not doubt his gaming abilities. Boss Pei knew that he was a noob, and he had never doubted that. 
What he doubted was mainly the difficulty of the game. 
How did Teacher Qiao manage to clear the game when the game's difficulty had been raised to such a level? 
God knew how much effort I spent in increasing the difficulty level for the players when producing the game! 
However, despite what he did, Teacher Qiao still managed to clear the game. That made Pei Qian extremely dejected. 
Even his favorite cocktail appeared less fragrant than before. 
However, the good news was that Teacher Qiao was about to challenge himself with the second round. The difficulty of the second round was evidently higher than the first round. 
He entered the game. 
The opening story plot was still similar to before. After the opening CG, the starting village appeared on the screen. Many villagers who had lost parts of their three souls and seven spirits were lingering around. At the mass grave near the village, the protagonist lifted open his coffin and sat up. 
He was deemed to be a dead person, and yet he managed to wake up and head on the Road to the Underworld. 
According to the original story plot, the player should now pick up a broken sword and fight the monsters. 
However, after the update, there was a new transition scene. 
The protagonist stood in front of his tomb in the mass grave and saw a shabby tombstone. There were no words on it. 
The protagonist knelt down in front of his tomb and touched the coarse and shabby tombstone. He spoke in a low and husky voice, "There is no inscription. In that case, I shall write my own epitaph." 
A text box appeared on the screen. Players could type whatever they want. The word limit was ten Chinese characters. 
Qiao Liang scratched his head. 
Naming was his biggest frustration. He was currently facing a serious challenge. 
What kind of epitaph should he write? 
A more optimistic one to encourage himself? 
Or a resolute one to fit in with the solemn atmosphere? 
Or, maybe he should try to be funny? 
He squeezed his brain juices for some literary phrases, and yet he did not have the academic ability for that. Moreover, Boss Pei was watching him from the sides. If what he wrote was too long, it might appear as though he was trying to show off. That was not very appropriate. 
Qiao Liang pondered for a while and wrote down four words: You can do it. 
This simple sentence could serve as an encouragement to him! 
After all, the difficulty level of the game was very high. If he died in the game, seeing that encouragement could boost his confidence and prepare him for the incoming challenges. 
After another simple transition animation, the four-word epitaph written in ancient characters was ingrained into the tombstone; and the game had officially begun. 
Round two, here I come!
Qiao Liang was extremely energetic. He was prepared to perform well in front of Boss Pei. 
After all, he had been receiving Boss Pei's salary for such a long time. He must be bound to show some improvements. 
Qiao Liang took out the mourning stick that he earned after defeating the Black and White Impermanence in the first round of the game. It was a two-handed weapon that looked like a long and thick rod. There were many white papers stuck on the rod. 
It was a good heavy weapon, and its damage is quite high. Moreover, it had an additional weapon effect. After using it, the weapon could deal AOE damage to the enemies at the front and extract a small amount of their three souls and seven spirits. 
I need to showcase my abilities properly in front of Boss Pei!
Qiao Liang was very confident. After all, he had completed round one with his own abilities. He had fought many bosses and was very experienced. Those few monsters in the newbie village did not pose a threat to him at all. 
The protagonist rushed forward with his mourning stick. 
Qiao Liang remembered clearly that those few monsters at the beginning of the game would just stand mindlessly at the mass grave. They would only fight back when they were attacked. Therefore, he rushed forward valiantly. 
However, in the middle of his tracks, the three monsters near the mass grave turned and looked at him simultaneously. Then, they surrounded him! 
Qiao Liang was shocked at what happened, but it was too late for him to retract. He tumbled on the ground instinctively and found himself directly in front of the monster's blade. 
The three monsters each slashed the protagonist once. Qiao Liang was instantly dead. 
The screen turned gray. In the middle of the screen was the epitaph that he had written. The words were bloody red and were written in ancient Chinese. 
"You can do it." 
No. Wasn't the epitaph supposed to encourage me? 
Why did the connotations of the same few words change?
It was a little awkward. 
Qiao Liang scratched his head involuntarily. 
He felt that he was using the weapon that was a reward for defeating the boss to fight little monsters. However, he had been killed in no time. When he lost, it felt as though there was a voice-over saying, "You can do it." 
Reading between the lines, those words were saying that he did great, considering that he was dominated by the little monsters even though he had the boss's weapon. 
Qiao Liang was unsatisfied with the previous outcome. 
When he was revived, he decided to proceed steadily. He managed to successfully defeat the three monsters at the entrance of the mass grave. However, very soon, he was dead once again at the next turn. 
"You can do it." 
Those four bloody red words once again appeared on his screen. 
Qiao Liang did not know what to say. "…" 
He cupped his forehead and was starting to doubt himself. 
What was happening…? 
Pei Qian was watching everything from beside Qiao Liang. He was trying to hold in his laughter. 
This epitaph was incredible. It had perfectly achieved his desired effect! 
In reality, Pei Qian had already planned that the words on the epitaph would turn into a sarcastic comment no matter what the players wrote on it. 
Even if the players wrote encouraging epitaphs such as 'Good job. You did great.', they would become a form of irony when the players died. 
If the epitaphs were already sarcastic—such as 'Noob', '?', 'Loser', or 'Hehe'; the effects would be much better. 
That meant that no matter what the players wrote as their epitaphs, 99% of them would be toyed by Boss Pei and mocked repeatedly by him! 
That would definitely create an excellent effect that discouraged the players from continuing with the game. Combined with the refund mechanism that never expired, Pei Qian would lose huge numbers of sales volume and money. 
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Thinking about it made Pei Qian extremely happy! 
Furthermore, seeing how Teacher Qiao was doubting himself, Pei Qian's mood turned for the better. 
Pei Qian could only tell himself this: 
Although inflicting harm onto each other was bad, it made him extremely happy! 


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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-Recently published fic, with a different take on SI with him being not an OP unkillable cheats MC but instead just a politician/businessman~ You get sick of delusional Mary Sue "OPMC" after a while.

Sypnosis: Coming to terms with being reborn? Doable. Finding out you're in the Mass Effect universe? Slightly more difficult. I know I'm no soldier material but I want to do what I can to help save the galaxy. To that goal I will become one of the worst beings in human society. A businessman and politician. A SI/OC-story of a different kind.
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Chapter 1

My story began when I turned eighteen. The age when you become a fully responsible adult in the eyes of the government.
Well, theoretically my story began even earlier. To be precise it began more than a hundred years ago and in a different reality. A reality where a series of games existed called Mass Effect. A game that became my new reality.

I never found out how or even why. In the end, I didn't care much about it.

At first, I even thought that I was just reborn into the future. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Humanity was still confined to the Sol-System and had colonies on Luna and Mars. There was nothing that screamed Mass Effect at me, it just looked and felt like the future.
But that changed from one day to the next, when it was announced that alien ruins had been found on Mars. They called these aliens Protheans.

I swear my heart stopped for a moment when I heard the news.
At that moment I was already 23 years old and came to terms with the whole being reborn long ago. But hearing that I wasn't just reborn but flung into a different reality was something else.
The first thing I did after the news was that I checked the internet for BioWare and Mass Effect.
I got dozens of hits for BioWare but none for Mass Effect.
Not. A. Single. One!
It seemed like they never had the idea for that series.
But there was something I would call a ray of hope, BioWare made a KotoR 3 and it was great! Just some information by the side.

But back to the situation at hand.

I knew what would be coming, the first contact war with the Turians, the whole trope of humanity becoming part of the Citadel, Cerberus and of course the Reapers and the galactic war with them.
While I looked out of the window of my apartment onto the skyline of London and the Thames I pondered what options I had.
I could do nothing and live my life to the fullest and hope that Shepard would do the right thing and destroy the Reapers or I could try to meddle with the future and prepare humanity and the rest of the galaxy as best as I could.

The means to do something meaningful were available to me. When my father died he left me his mining-company and the beginnings of a company centered around starship construction. I was fifteen at the time and couldn't take control of the company just yet. My mother died three years before him and I suspected he never really recovered from it. He wasn't a bad father, far from it, he did try, but he was broken inside. For me it was hard too, losing your mother is never easy even for someone who had already lived another life. It probably helped that I wasn't born aware of my old life so that I truly could form a connection with my new parents. The first memories came slowly when I was 8 years old and would continue for the next to years before I would understand that those weren't vivid dreams but memories of a previous life. And when mom died the shock released probably them all and I remembered fully.

After dad died I would concentrate on learning everything I could about business, economy and starship engineering. In my old life I already had a degree in business and economy so I wasn't that hard to (re-)learn it but starship engineering and engineering, in general, was something else. Especially, since there were a hundred years more to it than I knew of. Concepts and theories I had never heard of and scientist of my old life would never have thought of, yet.

But I was determined to make my dad's dream true. He had always spoken of how he would have loved to explore the stars and to see different planets. That was why he was branching out into starship construction.

I still remembered when I was six or seven and dad took me out into the wild for camping. We looked up into the night sky, away from any city and could see the stars. He had this faraway look in his eyes when he spoke to me. "Son", to this day I remember what he said with an impossible clarity "we humans have always wondered what is out there in the galaxy and now we're on the verge of finding out. I feel it deep in my heart. That's why I want to fly up there one day and just explore. Seeing new things, sights no human ever set sights on before. That is my dream and I hope you will find a dream of your own one day." I could only nod at his words and thought how cool my dad was.

After his death, I swore I would make his dream come true in his stead.

Officially, I took control over the companies when I turned eighteen but practically that happened two years later when I got my degree in business and economy.

Hey, don't think that took to long for one who was already practiced in it. I studied engineering with a focus on starships by the side which took me one more year to get my degree in.

For the next two years, after I took over and had to fire one or two of the executive part for embezzling, helped consolidate my position in the company, not gonna lie, I focused on expanding on our mining operations first. Processed resources were always something needed and in an age of space exploration in was even more needed. Especially when I wanted to build my own starships one day. To produce the materials needed for construction would make production cheaper and in the end, I could make more money with them even if sold cheaper than those of my rivals.
To that goal, I hired some scientists and engineers to invent equipment that would make mining easier, cheaper and faster.
It took them six months but they constructed VI-controlled drones that helped the workers immensely with breaking up the minerals in the soil and refining them into useable materials. It worked like a charm and my company saw exponential growth for the next two years and it didn't stop there because the team that created the drones continued to make them even better or finding new areas where and how those drones could be used. Furthermore, my mining company grew to the point that it encompassed 41% of all extraterrestrial mining operations and was still growing.
All the while the starship company slowly grew as well and the cheap materials allowed for experimentation with design.

But that was the furthest thing from my mind at the moment because I was still pondering the question of what I should do.

I could let the events of the games play out and hope for the best or I could do something. I wasn't sure what I could do. Supporting Shepard? That was a given but how should I do it? I didn't have any special abilities, biotics weren't even a thing yet, nor did a have a technological superior combat suit, moreover I wasn't even a soldier or even had the potential to be one. My Sister, in my previous life, was one and told me that I would never survive military life. Proud as I was I disagreed and she dared me to spend one week with her doing standard exercises.
Waking up at dawn, training, doing chores and more training. I barely survived the first day and at the end of the third, I truly hated her.
After the week, she told me that that wasn't even the hardest that she experienced and I couldn't fathom how I could survive an even harder regime. Pride shattered, I agreed with her that military life wasn't for me.

Thinking about my sister, let me smile. She had been six years older than me and had always watched over me. Every time I needed help or needed advice, I just had to ask. In this life, I was an orphan with no sibling that I could turn to, so I looked in the past to find an answer.
For the next ten minutes, I just looked out the window, reminiscing, interrupted only by sipping on my glass of Irish whiskey.

Then suddenly something my sister once said flew through my mind and the thought let me stand up on reflex.
A grin came over my face when I remembered her words.
"You know, if you even had only a half the interest in politics that you have in business, you could probably become president in less than twelve years. After all, you have a way with words, you probably could sell sand in the desert and make a killing with it."

At the time I just laughed and asked her if she would like to invest in my business but now, now her words truly struck something in me. A path opened up before me. A path that would lead me to the center of the action while away from the battlefields. A way to truly move something, to prepare for the Reapers, to make things better in the galaxy even after the Reapers were dealt with.

I knew what I wanted to do, what I wanted to be.

Neither Anderson nor Udina would stand in my way.

I would become the human councilor!

"Well, it seemed like I made my decision of what to do and I even had a goal to boot! Becoming the human councilor would let me have a direct influence on galactic politics and events.

But that would be far off into the future. If I remembered the timeline it would take something between 32 to 36 years before the events of Mass Effect happened, hell it would take a decade before the first contact war with the Turians.

That thought let me stop. I knew that in a few years the Turians would attack Shanxi and my knowledge could help prevent it but the question was, should I?

My foreknowledge could be interpreted as a kind of time travel, where the traveler tries to change events in the past to create a better future. But by using his knowledge of what is to come he could make these events happen in the first place or he changes the events and instead of a positive effect on the future it is even worse than before.

Still pondering the question I poured myself another glass of whiskey. Was it my second or already my third? I didn't know, thinking of monumental and history-altering decisions lets you ignore such minor things.

Taking a small sip, I cherished the light burning in my throat, reminding me that this was real and no fabrication of my mind. Well, maybe it was but was reality truly something different than a fabrication of our mind? It takes the information of our surroundings and interprets them, the result is what we call reality. Who can say that my previous life on earth in the 21st century was real and not just a bad dream of some kind of animal?

For me, the reality was the here and now, my reality was the beginnings of the Mass Effect universe. No, it wasn't just the Mass Effect universe, it was my Mass Effect universe. Who could say what the future would bring? Maybe my being here had already changed things irredeemably from the original timeline. Did ME even have an original timeline? Take a look at Shepard for example, he or she could be born on earth, on Mindoir or in space. Different places and probably different parents. And do not forget that Shepard could become the survivor of Akuze, the Butcher of Torfan or the Hero of Elysium. And that are all variables before the game even begins, I don't wanna even discuss the different classes that Shepard could be because that would mean differences in his/her training.

Another question was if I could even influence the coming events. The answer to that was a resounding no. I had no pull in any government and even if I had it would be useless because the System Alliance didn't exist yet. They would be founded in the coming years in response to the discovery of the Prothean ruins or was it because of the Charon Relay? No matter, I would wait and then start to make myself vital to the Alliance. They would be the key player in galactic politics for humanity and being a part of them would give me the chance to become councilor later on. Furthermore, they would be the military arm of humanity as well and it would do well to support them if we wanted to have a better chance at repelling the Reapers.

In the end, my decision on what to do was as simple as it was complicated. I would let things play out and deal with them as they come. No more worrying about deviating events or possible futures, no human being was made to control the future and anyone who thought differently was a fool. You could influence the possibility of a specific future but never dictate all details.

With that decision, my mind began to formulate a 'battleplan' for the immediate future. I would need a strong support base to truly change anything and just expanding my mining business wouldn't do the trick. That didn't mean I wouldn't expand in that sector, oh I definitely would expand there, materials would become even more valuable but I had to branch out. My still small starship company "Ad Astra" would be a key in the coming years. I would try to become the major supplier of space vessels for the Alliance, which would give me an entry in the political arena of the Alliance that I could later use as a stepping stone to the Citadel.

Another thing was that I could try to support the invention and development of technology apart from Element-Zero and mass effect, remembering the revelation that the mass relays and the citadel were built by the Reapers to control the development of galactic civilizations and guide them down a specific path. And what about the end of Mass Effect 3? Did the crucible render the mass relays unusable or could they still be used? I didn't know but I would work on the assumption that they would not. Hope for the best and be prepared for the worst. That was a good motto to hold onto.

What else could be done?

That question swirled through my mind and dozens of ideas came up, some dismissed but some held promise.
Weapons for example, not just small arms, no, weapons for ships, maybe even orbital defense like those in Halo. That was an interesting thought. Why try to think up everything from scratch when hundreds of fictional ideas could work? After all, something was just so long fiction until somebody brought it into reality. Mass Effect was something fictional before and now it was real, at least to me.

The rough outline of my plan for the next ten years was done. I would expand my mining business, "Ad Astra" and branch out into weapon development and other technological avenues.
Moreover, I would try to become a key player in the Alliance itself, it would be easier while it was still young and not recognized as the power it would become.

I smiled as my gaze wandered over the skyline of London at night.
My glass raised to a toast I remembered the old Chinese curse.
"May we live in interesting times."

I hope you liked the first chapter of 'Intersting Times'.
As you could read it is an SI/OC story but I hope somewhat different from the normal ones.
Most SI-stories that I read about where about how someone tries to change the galaxy as
a member of Shepards team, an SI that changes the canon as a soldier with a weapon in hand.
Don't get me wrong there are some pretty good ones but I wanted to do something uncommon.
I love those ME-fics that have a different humanity and the politics that happen in them, the interaction between
characters that have political power is something that I find interesting and I wanted to do something like that.
For example the interactions between the Council and the Wardens of the Mantle in evevee's Halo/ME-fic 'On the Illusion of Might' is something I truly enjoy.

Well, enough about that.
Please review, any critic that could help to make this story even better is wanted.
Even ideas about what would be nice is welcomed (but those please per PM)

Read you later
Zanarkand Kido

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Do good work at least 50 times a month. This was the minimum condition for maintaining the Saintess class. If a Saintess didn't do any good works, she would be deprived of her qualification and she couldn't be a Saintess again. In other words, Ruby had been doing good deeds every day for the several years that she had been a Saintess.

Angel with lost wings, Rebecca's incarnation, etc. The large number of people that Ruby helped praised her with various names. Minstrels sang songs about her.

Grid might be the most famous player, but Ruby was the most beloved player. The words about the siblings delivered to the people were manipulated by Orator Huroi's cry. There were Overgeared members spreading it everywhere.

"Saintess, Saintess Ruby! Please try this. The bread is well-baked today."

"Saintess, will you accept this bracelet? I found it at the market in Winston and I bought it because I thought it would look good on you. Please accept it."

"This is a coat made with the leather of wild boar. The weather is getting colder recently, so it would be nice to wear this. Don't get a cold. I'll be sad."

"Saintess!"

"Saintess Ruby!"

[You have received 10 quality rye bread from Reinhardt's baker, Jackson.]

[You have received a low grade emerald bracelet from Reinhardt's merchant, Ale.]

[You have received a wild boar leather coat from Reinhardt's hunter, Revalo.]

[Reinhardt...]

...

...

This was a common sight every time Saintess Ruby appeared on the street. People who found her would come running over with gifts. Ruby originally rejected, but the persistent thanks of the people was big enough to surpass imagination. They felt frustration and sometimes depression when Ruby refused the gift, giving her no choice but to accept. As the people's love and respect for Ruby grew, so did the amount and quality of the gifts that she received.

The average value of Ruby's daily gifts was now around 80 gold. 80 gold! Converted to Korean won, it was worth 100,000 won. Thanks to the good work that she did over the years, Ruby could now make 100,000 won a day just from logging in. It was why she refused pocket money from her brother a few months ago.

Ruby joined the ranks of people making money from the game. Her surroundings started to tempt her. Why did she need to go to university when she could making money playing games like her brother? Many people were talking like this.

But Ruby's commitment to going to university didn't break. She couldn't believe in the uneasy future of Satisfy. Like all the youth of South Korea, Ruby had dedicated her elementary and middle school years to enter a good university. She didn't want her efforts to be wasted and she wanted to see for herself the values of a good university.

However, her goal of getting a job after graduating from university was becoming faint. She knew how desperately she was needed in the Overgeared Kingdom.

'Perhaps... Once I go to university, I will have more time to concentrate on the game.'

She didn't dislike it. Rather, it was good. She was happy to be able to help people and above all, she wanted to contribute to her brother's work. Even if she didn't like the game, she would've concentrated on it for her brother. It was natural. Just a few years ago, Ruby was worried about money every time she bought school supplies. She grew up in a house that wasn't economically stable, so even buying snacks on the street was a luxury. From her point of view, her recent affluent life was appreciated.


 
'This is all thanks to Oppa.'

A warm smile appeared on Ruby's face as he thought of Grid. The worry that appeared every time she thought of Grid in the past had changed to relief.

'Mother and Father are laughing every day. Thanks to Oppa, my family is full of happiness.'

She felt very grateful and proud of her brother. Ruby would do anything for her brother. And Lauel knew this about her.

"Ruby, please encourage people to visit the Hall of Fame once every three days. Tell them to pray once every three days to the stone statue of Grid."

It was enough to give orders to the soldiers. However, the ordinary people were different. If the kingdom forced the people to do this, they could lose public sentiment. That's why Lauel took advantage of Ruby.

"Please."

"...I understand."

After the Behen Archipelago was cleansed, Sticks dismantled the seals on most of the entrances to it. Now it was relatively easy to move from Reinhardt to the Behen Archipelago. But it was only 'relatively easy.' In particular, the Hall of Fame was located on the last island of the Behen Archipelago.

It took at least five hours to get to the Hall of Fame from Reinhardt. It meant that the people of Reinhardt had to waste five hours every three days. Ruby had this part in mind. But she couldn't refuse when she thought of her brother.

'Instead, I will treat them better. Let's try a bit more, Sehee.'

The intensity of the good deeds Ruby was doing increased over time. Ruby was also in danger. But Ruby was prepared to endure it. Ruby's red lips tightened with determination. Her eyes were lovely as she grasped both hands together tightly. Lauel couldn't help smiling at the sight before coughing.

"There is no need to worry about the people. This worship will be a good thing for them. Won't their stamina go up if they regularly walk for five hours?"

"Bah... I don't trust you."

"Yes, please don't trust me. I don't want to be a sinner who disappoints you."

"..."

Lauel was confident that his comments were perfect. He didn't doubt that the goddess' heart was romantic enough to be captured. But Ruby didn't listen to Lauel's words. Lauel was also a solo person since he was born.

***

[Visit Grid's Stone Statue]

Difficulty: Repeated quest in the Overgeared Kingdom.

Once every three days, go to the Hall of Fame and worship at Grid's stone statue.

Quest Reward: A Grid mass production item for every 20th consecutive visit.

"..."

It was the contents of a new quest that players of the Overgeared received. The players thought it was absurd.

"I went to see the Hall of Fame the other day and the buff from Grid's stone statue is garbage..."

"It has no effect on combat classes like ours."

"How many classes are there..."

"Wow, isn't Grid really smart? He made a new quest to fulfil his own self-interest."

"It is more vulgar than smart."

"Ah, I'm angry. We have to do this quest to obtain Grid's set."

"Che, whatever. It takes a few hours to get to the Hall of Fame."

"Administrator Rabbit says he will sell movement scrolls to the Behen Archipelago..."

"Wow? Isn't this a good business? The servant is like the king. They met each other very well."

Grumble.

The Overgeared players were full of complaints about the new quest. But what could they do? They had moved to the Overgeared Kingdom in the first place to get the Grid set. They couldn't refuse the quest that would give them one of Grid's set items every two months.

 
"It's really dirty. Once I collect all of Grid's set, I will immediately go to the empire."

"I'm going to Valhalla."

There were many people who thought like this. For most players, the Overgeared Kingdom was just a stepping stone to another kingdom. Lauel didn't condemn this.

"Let's increase the types of mass produced Grid set items."

The current mass produced Grid set consisted of weapons, armor, helmet, gloves, and boots. There were only five parts so it was hard to keep players for a long time.

"Didn't you learn the tailoring skill? Add a cloak and underwear to the set. Preferably socks as well."

"...I can't."

The set effect of the mass produced Grid set was concluded with five parts. It was originally designed like this. If he added the cloak and underwear, there would be no set effect added. Lauel smiled wickedly at Grid.

"Even if there is no set effect, can't you fool them with the same name? Put the underwear and cloak as a quest reward first, so that players will slow down in collecting the Grid set."

"...Don't you have a conscience?"

"Aren't I thinking about the players? Aren't you the only player in the world who can produce underwear with options? Where will people go to get good underwear? They will be happy."

"..."

Yes, it at least increased defense by one point. Grid was convinced and threw the pile of underwear he made at Lauel.

"I will keep sending them every time I make new underwear."

"It's a good decision, Your Majesty."

"...I should also make socks."

If Grid had a conscience, he would think that 'I should make a good cloak.' It wasn't difficult to produce a quality cloak because Grid intended to mass produce Lantier's Cloak for the evil eyes. Unfortunately, Grid had no conscience. His mind was already full of a method to make cheap socks.

'No, I can't do this in the long run.'

Grid shook his head.

'If I want to tie up the player's feet a bit longer, I have to make a good cloak. In addition, learn how to make socks.'

Grid was at least better than Lauel. As a result, the Overgeared Kingdom was running well. The one problem was what the empire would do about Lubana's rebellion.

***

"You missed the descendant of the Undefeated King?"

The imperial capital, Titan. The emperor's voice resonated in the imperial palace, one of the most magnificent and beautiful palaces on the continent.

"Useless...! Does it make sense to miss the rebel army?"

Emperor Juander was furious.

His eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at Sword Duke Limit.

"The Red Knights these days are really trivial! This wasn't the case when Piaro was here!"

"..."

Juander was a powerful person who could claim to be master of the continent. He wasn't stupid. He knew that the present day Red Knights were under the influence of Empress Marie and felt wary towards them. There were a number of cases where they were constrained and weakened.

"I will hold the commander of the army, 1st Knight Mercedes and 2nd Knight Lucas responsible! They will be on probation for three months!"

"Y-Your Majesty...!"

The bowing Sword Duke Limit cried out with surprise. Mercedes and Lucas were the backbone of the Red Knights. It would be a severe blow to the operations of the Red Knights if they were gone for three months. Juander also knew this. Juander spoke before Limit could ask him to reconsider.

 
"Don't worry. Kyle will take their place for three months."

'Kyle...!'

Kyle was one of the five pillars of the empire. He was the youngest of the five pillars and his ability wasn't perfect right now, but he had great potential. Therefore, he received a lot of favor from Juander. Limit immediately recognized the seriousness of the situation.

'Kyle has a high virtue, but he's actually a snake skilled in propaganda and manipulation.'

The Red Knights were tired from years of continuous warfare. The reason why they could fight without a break was because they were eager to jump forward. No matter how hard they tried, they weren't acknowledged like the Red Knights of the previous generation.

In the meantime, several Red Knights were killed in the former Eternal Kingdom and the 6th Knight Reidorn had recently gone missing. All sorts of rumors spread and the reputation of the Red Knights plummeted. Anxiety dominated them. If their spiritual pillars, Mercedes and Lucas, disappeared and that snake-like Kyle filled the vacancy...

'Kyle will rule or break the Red Knights. This is His Majesty's motive.'

This was a chance to concentrate the power distributed by the empress back to Juander, as well as increase the influence of Kyle, who was relatively weak in the five pillars. It was the worst situation for Sword Duke Limit, who belonged to the empress' faction. But he couldn't veto it. The leader of the rebel forces. The Red Knights missed the descendant of the Undefeated King, who was the greatest threat to the empire in history.

On the other hand, there was a man watching the conversation between the emperor and the Sword Duke in the form of a quest format. It was the first ranked necromancer and Agnus' closest subordinate, Veradin.

'The quest content will change depending on how Limit deals with this.'

Based on circumstances, Kyle was likely to aim the Red Knights at Valhalla. The emperor couldn't forgive Ares, who dared to take in the descendant of the Undefeated King. What would Limit's choice be at this time? Would he obediently watch as Kyle destroyed Valhalla and built up publicity?

'Maybe Agnus and Ares might end up holding hands.'

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These thoughts are more of just a concept than anything deep like the RE fan-fic idea. So these will be just a few short paragraphs compared to the last two. Now on any of my chapters in here, feel free to leave criticisms, because I'm not really thinking too in-depth so there's room for error.

Firstly, I know it's kind of overdone but BHNA. Yeah, yeah I can hear you typing furiously say it's cliche and there are too many already. But I'll say this, when was the last time you saw one of the many BNHA fan-fics last more than fifty chapters? Maybe once I've actually seen it happen, and it was one of those travelling the multiverse collecting harem members type of fan-fiction. Currently, A Knight's Will is taking place in My Hero Academia, and it's been better than that. But I'm ranting, you guys want to hear my idea. So, I was thinking that since the manga is based on western superhero comics, why not add in a Western superhero? Someone like Spider-Man or Captain America, maybe even the Hulk. There are loads of heroes who would fit in, so why not use them? (By the way, my personal vote is for Spider-Man) It doesn't even have to be the actual hero, it could be someone who wakes up in their body.

You know, while there are a few fan-fiction that use either DC or Marvel as a setting, they don't really bring much new content. Most will just make the MC a Kryptonian or Speedster, some may use Asgardian. I haven't really seen them use Saiyans or other anime races. So, why not bring a Saiyan into Marvel? Yeah, Saiyans are over-used, but it's for a good reason: They make characters strong, but not without effort. Sure, a low-level Saiyan can wipe out the population of a planet but if it's Marvel Earth, then there are plenty who could do the same.

I'm actually surprised that no one has done a Mass Effect fan-fic, there's lots of possibilities there. Especially if You want to change the endings of the original trilogy. Sure, it's a lot easier to use non-game fiction but there's a Halo fan-fic on the site right now, so why not Mass Effect?

So, those are just three short ideas for fan-fics. I'll try and make the next one a little bit more detailed but it will probably be a while.

So, I have these ideas float around my head constantly. I figured since I'm not using them, someone else could. If you read them and feel like writing about it, feel free. I'd rather focus on my own novel, so they are fair game for anybody. I'd love to read them if they are ever used.

Dean looked at the giant words in aw. God's Playgrounds was truly worthy of being called era defining. While technology has constantly been improving especially after the third world war, all previous generation games could only be described as trash from just this small part alone. No game could induce a certain reaction onto the players, no matter how realistic the games were they could never make the players feel like they were a part of the world. No matter how immersive it seemed, there was always a small part of the mind saying to them it wasn't real.

But Dean could clearly sense the difference between God's Playgrounds and other games. Just standing and looking at the words made him feel as if he was in front of God's Domain. And taking a step forward will lead him to reincarnate in a new world and being.

After an unknown amount of time, Dean was able to snap out of his trance. Taking a step forward, his surroundings changed as a wide variety of different species appeared around him. There were humans, demons, skeletons, angels, and much more.

"Hello Dean Sky, thank you for playing God's Playgrounds." A panel appeared in front of Dean which was read out by a mechanical voice.

" Please click the button in front of you to draw out your randomly given talent. Don't worry if you get a bad talent as everyone gets an additional draw chance." A new panel appeared with a large button with the big word Draw.

' So far this seems simple enough.' Dean thought as he clicked on the button. Just as he let go of the button a long list of talents appeared scrolled at a speed so fast that you couldn't read them.

' It could also be because the programmers were too lazy to actually list them all and just wrote gibberish.' Dean smiles as he thinks about the silliness of the situation.

*Ding*

After what seemed like a couple of seconds past a ding sounded. As the sound came the list of talents disappeared and a new blue panel appeared in front of Dean.

" Congratulations Dean Sky, you are the 600th person to draw a calamity grade!"

" You have drawn the Talent called Twin Body and soul!" The neutral mechanical voice said with a tint of excitement in its voice.

With the big reveal, along with the panels countless fireworks and confetti exploded around him. Dean was shocked but tried his best to calm down so as to not mess up his hair.

However he couldn't help but scream the words "F**k yeah! My lucky hands have never let me down!"

" I'm going to dominate and be the king of this game!"

Ignoring Dean's screaming the mechanical voice continued " Some advice for the user. Do not reveal your talent as it will allow for you to lose your talent in certain situations."

After hearing the voice say that he had to hide his talent, Dean forcefully stopped Dean from the middle of his delusions. " Then what's the damn point in having this talent if I can't show off to everyone then!"

" Fine, whatever, I guess that I'll be the king and dominator of the land in silence then." Dean stubbornly insisted even though he hated the idea of not being able to show off strength.

After calming down, Dean looked at the blue panel with the description of his Talent. Twin Body and Soul allows the owner of this talent to have and use two different characters at the same time.

"Wow, does that mean that I'll be the only person to have two accounts? This ability does seem to Worthy of its rank."

The blue panels disappeared while a black shadow appeared in front of Dean. The figure had the golden words Character Creation above its head.

Noticing the character model, Dean first went around to choose his race. After taking a look at the various different races, none of them drew his attention other than the demon and ooze race.

" I wish that I could combine them to make a new species worthy of my excellence. Sigh!" As if hearing Dean distress a new button appeared next to the character model.

Dean noticing the new button took a look at it. Above the button were big flashing golden titles called Race Fusion. There also seemed to be the faint sounds of angels singing. In very small texts was the number 10,000.

" What the F**k! It costs 10,000 dollars to use race fusion." While Dean was complaining at how corrupt and money loving the game designer was, his hands on the other hand clicked on the button.

After selecting the demon race and ooze race for fusion. The character model shifted and turned into a black whirlpool that sucked the two models of the races. After several odd clanking noises rang the whirlpool spite out a new race.

Demonic Ooze! A fusion of the demon race and the Ooze race created a new frightening monster.

Dean reading the brief description of the race nodded before looking at the stats and abilities.

Strength: 6
Dexterity: 5
Mobility: 9
Defense:3
Magic: 3
Spirit: 8

Dean looked at it with satisfaction. While it stats weren't the best it was it's abilities that truly made this race a monster

Abilities:

Morph: The ability to change shapes and sizes as long as the required mass has been achieved. Special effects are that health is based on mass.

Dissolve: The ability to break down items and equipment for experience or additional mass. Due to the ability Frighten, Dissolve can now break down monsters and players as long as they are under the effect of super suppression.

Frighten: The ability to suppress other players and monsters that are your enemies giving them small status debuffs. Under the condition of the player being 10 levels higher than target it activated super suppression.

Quickly locking in on the Demonic Ooze race he customized the appearance to look as cool and as demonic as he could.

Next it was time to create his second avatar. Dean. after some thoughts decided to go with the exact opposite appearance of his previous  character.

Clicking on the glowing fusion button he selected the Angel race and after thinking for a while choose a strange race called War Spirits. After the character model turned into a black whirlpool the expected clank was replaced a sizzling sound.

" Sorry user but the fusion has failed. Please try again." The cold mechanical voice that had disappeared previously spoke to rain on his parade.

" Shit! Those game designers really are greedy! They dared adding a failure rate when I spent over 10 grand!" Dean yelled at the non intelligent voice with a gloomy face.

After spending another 10 grand Dean was able to hear the sounds of success this time. Taking a look at the new character looked at it with shock written on his face.

" Why did the fusion make it so ugly?" Dean questioned when he saw the new race character named Spirit Angel. Rather than saying that it was ugly it was like it lacked a face in the first.

Dean, looking at its excellent stats , decided that he was going to use this race and he had to put in some extensive modifications.



On new years day of the year 2080. An announcement was played in every country in the world.

" It has been 2 decades since WW3 and we are here to say that the world has finally recovered from the great tragedy."

" We the Government of 

The United Nations of the Americas,

European Unions,

The Nations of Africa,

The Asia Alliance,

, and Australia is here to announce that we, with the other countries of the world, have come together to create a revolutionary New VR Game called God's Playgrounds!"

"Starting tomorrow stasis pods will become available for purchase. And government-provided pods will come out in 1 months time!"

" God's Playgrounds will be activated in 1 week!" 

****

Hello user you have been given the calamity level Talent Twin Body and Soul. You are the 600th person you received the 1000 calamity talents.

" Interesting, does that mean I would be the only person in the world to have two accounts?"

Join the journey of the both the Demon and the Angel. The Villain and yet at the same time the hero who's out to kill the villain.

Fellow his journey in the Strange game called God's Playgrounds and find out the secrets that it's hiding.


(The cover art does not belong to me and the credit is to the artist who created it. If the artist wants me to take it down, contact me and I'll take it down.)

The Mold was at least worth 3000 gold, while the materials would be estimated to exceed 5000 gold. Furthermore, only a Grand Master Alchemist could make this item. However, this weapon would definitely be useful in the upcoming matches. 
 Lu Li mulled over it for a little while, then made the decision to support him. 
 This Axe had the potential to one-shot Sorrowless. Sorrowless' HP was just shy of 3000, since he had invested in high DPS, crowd control, mobility. As such, his HP was a little less than the average Mage. If this weapon had extremely high damage, an insta-kill would not be out of question with a critical hit. 
 At this time, Mages around level 55 all had at least 3000 HP, while Thieves had a little more on average. In normal situations, no one from these two classes would exceed 4000 HP. 
 Only Warriors' could currently exceed 4000 HP. The rest of the classes added their points into other Attributes, while bulky Warriors focused on their HP. These types of Warriors were much tankier than other Warriors, which meant that their role was to tank monsters.
 When they hit level 60, there was a specialist class advancement, which would make this specialty class of Warriors much more prominent. 
 After distributing the rewarded loot amongst themselves, they decided to move onto the next Boss. This was Blackrock Spires' final Boss. The defeat of this Boss came at a price of wiping multiple times, so it would theoretically drop good items.
 Mark of the Dragon Lord was the best item that Overlord Wyrmthalak could drop. 
 This item was extremely strong when they needed Fire Resistance. 
 Remnant Dream didn't receive anything valuable, so she wasn't happy. Then, she walked up to Wyrmthalak's corpse. 
 The first item was a Fusion Stone which reduced equipment requirement by 10%. Lu Li held onto this precious Stone. 
 He didn't plan to use it any time soon; he just wanted to save up on these just in case the drop rate was lowered. After all, the drop rates were trending downwards with successive updates. In his previous life, there were few new stones being dropped. The stones on the market were mostly from earlier times when the drop rates were higher. 
 Using one would mean that there would be one less circulating in the game. Lu Li predicted that after two years, new players might not even know the existence of these Stones. 
 This was one of Ruling Sword's trump cards. They used this time to stock up on these Stones when they dropped frequently, so that when they either used them or sold them in the future, there would be tremendous gains. There was a pre-requisite though – they needed money to make this happen. Although these Stones dropped frequently, their prices continued to skyrocket. 
 The second item to drop was a skill book. 
 After seeing this skill book, even Lu Li was a little unsettled. 
 Why would this skill book drop here? 
 What class could DPS, Heal, buff himself, crowd-fear, burn mana and dispel immunity skills? There were no limits to the trickery of Priests. 
 Priests had DPS, which was unquestionable, but March Rain didn't place many of her skill points in DPS skills. Priests had the most stable and largest area of healing. They could buff others, or boost their own Armor. Mages were jealous of this, because they could only buff themselves. 
 However, the Fear ability that Priests had was unparalleled by any other crowd-control skill at that time. 
 Mana Burn was also extremely powerful, especially against Mages and Paladins. These classes all relied on their mana to do everything, so Priests completely countered them. 
 As for the dispelling of immunity, this was what this skill book provided – Mass Dispel. 
 All Priests had access to Dispel, which was mostly used to dispel status effects and magic. Different types of Priests would be able to dispel different things, such as Sickness or Curse. 
 In Dawn, Dispel could be categorised into two types: Offensive and Defensive. 
 Offensive Dispel skills were used to dispel an opponent's buffs, which made them much easier to kill. On the other hand, Defensive Dispel skills had the opposite effect and would be used to dispel debuffs on teammates. 
 March Rain took the skill book and instantly learnt it. She did not realise how overpowered this would make her. 
 Perhaps she just felt that it was as simple as dispelling multiple people at a time, instead of dispelling them one by one. 
 Only Lu Li knew that this Mass Dispel was something that could be used to dispel Freeze status inflicted by Mages, or Immunity for Paladins. Even Gale Steps would be affected. 
 All skills would be rendered useless under the effects of Mass Dispel. 
 No one would be able to claim their technique as the 'Ultimate technique'. 
 The game company would have preferred to avoid the scenario where an 'ultimate' player would come along and join a fight while everyone ran away. Similarly, a Thief could just use Gale Steps to escape. 
 A fight could only break out when there are two equal opposing sides. 
 Of course, to have Mass Dispel did not mean that a Priest was invincible. Mass Dispel had a chance of dispelling immunity status, instead of it being a 100% chance. Therefore, in large-scale battles, the Paladins would rush in with their immunity status, after which the Priests would cast Mass Dispel. The unfortunate ones would have their status dispelled and would be quickly defeated. 
 Lu Li planned to teach March Rain how to use Mass Dispel after they left the Instance Dungeon. He also planned to tell March Rain to not use it in public first, until the Finals when they faced Glory Capital. 
 As for the rare materials, it was fortunate that a Black Dragonscale dropped. 
 The reason why it was fortunate was because Wyrmthalak had a greater chance to drop broken Dragonscales. This was the case for most Dragon-type Bosses. These broken scales couldn't be used for many things, so many people wouldn't even take a second glance at them. 
 Black Dragonscales were different – these were outstanding materials. NPC quests that involved the collecting of these materials would give tremendous rewards upon completion. Furthermore, if these were used as crafting materials in Armor, there was a high chance of producing exquisite quality properties. 
 Lu Li stored this away. As a Forger, he was extremely happy when he had received this material.


He had never invested in shares or bought a lottery ticket, and neither did he have any experience in the general business industry. Lu Li found that the only thing he could do was play games. 

Luckily he had experienced rebirth, and was one step ahead of everyone else. Luckily, games had been developing extremely quickly, and there were many people who had become rich through playing games. 

In his ‘past life’, he had spent countless nights awake, in grief and anguish. However, although all of this had been washed away, so what…? This life, he was determined make a fierce counterattack against fate and stand at the very top!

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"Eye of the Thunder, Level 45 Rare-Grade sniper rifle. Attack power 750, attack coefficient C-, +10 strength, +20 agility, 1300M effective firing distance..."
As the three-dimensional image of the Eye of the Thunder levitated on the screens in front of everyone, the male auctioneer, dressed in white casual attire and possessing an energetic vibe, started to describe it.
"Unique attribute: bullets fired have a 15% chance of having an electrical effect, causing an additional 1500 points of electrical damage!"
"Of course, this is a Perfect-evaluated attribute of the Eye of the Thunder. But even for the Standard-evaluated Eye of the Thunder, the rate of effect of its rare attribute is nonetheless as high as 10%!"
The male auctioneer continuously describing the various strengths and attribute qualities of the Eye of the Thunder, attempting to "heat up" the auction.
"The most important thing, besides the 1500 additional damage, is that the electrical current can also trigger an 'electric shock' effect, which can send the target into a state of serious motor damage. I guess everyone would understand the importance of this point to a sniper!"
"Also, perhaps many people would think that a 10% chance is not high. But please note, there is a 35% firing interval reduction in the attributes of this sniper rifle; this means that when other sniper rifles fire two shots, it can fire three shots. This means that the chance of activating the rare attribute is increased by half!"
The male auctioneer enthusiastically continued to dupe his audience.
As a professional auctioneer, it was standard practice to use phrases that clouded buyers' minds but seemed logical. That was how to be successful!
Once the buyer received and scrutinized the item, then realized that it was actually nothing much, that would no longer be the auctioneer's problem!
"And a 10% rate is with only one Eye of the Thunder, but everyone please think for a minute; what if it were 10 Eye of the Thunders? The chance of triggering the rare attribute would be increased by 10 times, becoming 100%!"
"Other sniper rifles cannot do this, but the Eye of the Thunder can. Because it is a rare, mass-produced sniper rifle!"
Any math teachers in the audience would be having heart attacks, but the male auctioneer raced on with increasing excitement!
"I believe everyone knows the meaning of 'mass-produced' equipment—this is a title only able to be earned by creating a Perfect-Grade Eye of the Thunder!"
"At this auction, we will be providing everyone with a chance to bid on Perfect, Fine, and Standard levels of sniper rifles. In this first round of the auction, we've made 10 Eye of the Thunders available!"
"Imagine if 10 Eye of the Thunders were to fire at once, with the 100% rare attribute trigger rate! Whether the target was a player or a monster, they would have no strength to retaliate!"
"Even if it were a high agility Level 50 Elite, Commander, or even a quasi-BOSS, they would all be completely contained, let alone in PK, where they would cease to exist!"
…
The two auctioneers on stage spoke one after another, rapidly praising the Eye of the Thunder—some of the players already had sparkling eyes!
Of course, there were also quite a few people who were clear headed. There were several huge problems with the auctioneers' claims.
One, it was entirely nonsensical to say that one Eye of the Thunder had a 10% rate, and so 10 rifles would have a 100% rate of triggering the rare attribute.
Two, during PK, the situation of 10 Eye of the Thunders being fired once was totally implausible. Even if the target was a 1000 HP Heavy Armored Warrior, there was no chance he would survive being hit 10 times consecutively by the Eye of the Thunder. There was completely no need to trigger the rare attribute!
Moreover, the "electric shock" effect of the Eye of the Thunder was dependent on the situation. When faced with non-humanoid monsters, larger bodies would take less damage.
Feng Luo had tried before, using the Eye of the Thunder to hit a Level 40 Elite single-horned mutant rhino with a weight of more than a ton; when the electric shock damage was triggered, that mutant rhino's movement hadn't been affected at all. The creature was enraged nonetheless, and it wacked several Bladed Beetles and sent them flying.
"F*ck, a sniper rifle with the rare attribute of a controlling effect; if I was really aimed at by 10 of those, I'd die while I was still trying to get away!" Big Pineapple mumbled as he stared at the auction.
Feng Luo had forgotten once again about this fellow beside him who was obsessed with defense.
But Big Pineapple did not know that Feng Luo was the creator of the Eye of the Thunder, as players who created equipment could choose to be anonymous.
Feng Luo did not leave his ID on any of the rifles to be put up for sale.
"Well then, no need to say more, I bet everyone is already very interested."
"The auction of the first batch of 10 Standard-Grade Eye of the Thunders shall begin!"
"Ten Standard-Grade Eye of the Thunders, starting price of 4,000,000 credits, each raise cannot be less than 100,000 credits!"
"4,200,000!"
"4,500,000!"
"4,800,000!"
…
As the male auctioneer opened the bidding, bids were already flowing in, showing up on the screens!
In the number 6 box, a dark-faced September Night Rain sat alone on the sofa, watching the progress of the auction. A subordinate bent towards him and spoke softly.
"Brother Night, these Eye of the Thunders are definitely valuable, and the Chairman would like you to bring 10 to 20 back with you. Also, we need to make people notice that we are bidding. That way, the outside world won't suspect that we are here for the Whisper of the Wind and your other equipment!"
"Hmph, okay!" September Night Rain placed a finger on a certain spot on the screen, then used his voice to input a price.
"6,300,000!"
Smack!
A roaring cheer sounded in the auction hall; the name of the person who had raised the bid by 1,500,000 credits showed on the screen as September Night Rain. He had used his name to get everyone's attention, rather than hiding his identity.
"September God!"
"Nine God!"
"September Senior, I love you!"
In the hall, the excited cheering from fans resounded!
This made September Night Rain's face soften into a slight smile.
…
In the number 10 box, Neutron Star turned to Black Panther.
"Are you still going to raise?"
"This rifle's attributes are indeed very suitable for me, and it would complement my sniper rifle. But we have no need for ten of them, and the price has already risen too high."
"I'll just take one when the Perfect-evaluated Eye of the Thunders are auctioned off one at a time!" Black Panther said, glancing at Red Queen's impassive face.
…
A minute later, the pack of 10 Standard-Grade Eye of the Thunders had been bought by the people of September Guild at a price of 7,100,000 credits.
"Seven point one million credits, congratulations to guest September Night Rain on winning this auction's opening item. Our staff will immediately send the Eye of the Thunders to your box, or you may also choose for us to send them to a specific location later!"
Of course, September Night Rain, who had bid aggressively for the 10 Rare-Grade sniper rifles the moment he started, had his ID cheered on by some people below once more.
Furthermore, this opening price naturally quickly heated up the auction atmosphere, and the subsequent equipment prices followed and surged upwards!
Of course, Feng Luo would actually be benefitting from September Night Rain's aggressive bidding. Feng Luo smiled slightly. He did not say anything, as earning a fortune was more important!
…
"Seven hundred and seventy thousand, done deal!"
"Congratulations, this Excellent quality Eye of the Soul necklace to guest No. 10344!"
On the auction stage, the tall female host, whose face looked flawless after the system's plastic surgery, spoke in a soothing voice. On the screen behind her, a Level 50 necklace engraved with a black eye showed a "sold" status!
"Hehe!" Big Pineapple in the number 2 box was delighted.
This accessory was his first prize; although it was Excellent-Grade, it could match up with some quality Rare equipment. After all, Rare accessories were too scarce! Of course, he had bought it for only 770,000 credits because there were too many people watching this auction.
In addition to the 50,000 people present, there were a lot of people watching the auction through their personal terminals or the forum. Any product with decent attributes would be receiving bids from a few hundred to a thousand people.
"Old Feng, War is truly f*cked up! In the games I've played in the past, even the most precious equipment only costs 20,000 or 30,000 Star Coins per piece. Among today's solo-auctioned items, more than half of them have gone for 1,000,000 credits or above! Playing this game could bankrupt you!" Big Pineapple lamented.
This point actually wasn't as strange as Big Pineapple was making it seem; typical virtual games naturally couldn't be compared to War's reality at all. 
Moreover, there was the Star Federation's hardcore promotion—everyone in the 17th Executive Star had a War account. A monopolized game which covered all citizens was equivalent to a second-world country in reality.
Other virtual games didn't stand a chance of matching up to the equipment here!
Despite the continually rising prices of new quality Rare equipment and accessory sets, Feng Luo knew things wouldn't be slowing down anytime soon!
Due to the constant release of new equipment and the fact that the game was increasingly influenced by the Star Federation's economy in reality, the prices of new equipment would definitely still be increasing!
Even the Legendary-grade finale item "Desert Crown" would be sold at an unbelievable sky-high price!
After all, there was support from backstage.
…
"The next item up for bids is a Light Armored Warrior armor set!"
Just then, the female auctioneer on stage used a soothing voice as she moved on to a new item, and the huge screen behind her switched.
[SSG-Thunder (Level 50 Rare · 5-piece set)!]
This was a Light Armored Warrior Alloy Armor of a blue-black color. It was very light, with a vintage armor style, while also seeming reminiscent of a technological solo soldier armor.
"Starting at 2,000,000 credits, each raise cannot be less than 50,000 credits!"
"2,500,000!"
Feng Luo sat up straight and named a price for the first time in the auction.


As an international mercenary, Feng Luo entered a technologically advanced parallel world during a mission.

After living several years in the new world, an online sci-fi game called War became popular across the entire Star Federation.

Desert Eagles, Barrett, AK-47, Apache, RPG... One after another, familiar gears awakened his memories of the past!

Terminator, Zerg, Resident Evil, the Force,... The missions that appeared after a system update made him even more suspicious and shocked! As such, Feng Luo entered War and became a sniper.

"Why…?" said Jiang Fei to himself. 
To kill all NPCs that were Celestial tier and higher, even if indiscriminately… that was what 0541 advised. If 0541 had advised him to kill all enemy NPCs, Celestial tier and higher, he would understand. He could do it albeit how difficult it was to achieve. The thing was… 0541 did not say "enemy" but "all". That meant he would need to kill friendly NPCs as well. 
The thought of it alone was hard to digest. NPCs like Ou Yezi and the Nephilim King were extremely helpful to him. Others, such as Poseidon and Sharaz, had helped him on many occasions. No matter how, Jiang Fei could not muster the killing intent to actually raise his sword against them. 
However, 0541 had always thought about Jiang Fei's future when it made any move. On the other hand, playing the game had always been a means to relax. Jiang Fei could not believe that 0541 would suddenly want Jiang Fei to kill all the Celestial tier or higher NPCs. It was hard for him to believe there was a hidden purpose behind that. 
"Baby steps, I suppose… I should try and target the enemies first and cross that bridge when I get to it," said Jiang Fei, giving him a time extension instead of figuring out a real solution. 
It was 4am in the morning, and Jiang Fei who was still pondering the question of why 0541 would suggest committing mass genocide to him entered the game when it started. 
Jiang Fei was in the Birthplace when he came to. The entire area was devastated by lightning strikes. Although it had been three days since he had logged into the game, the little girl was still unconscious at the same place. Time stop after every time the server shut down. 
The NPC boss, Mother of the World, was now dead and did not drop anything for Jiang Fei. In any case, the place was now safe. He found himself a nice spot to sit beside the unconscious girl and started examining his own stats. He had not had any time to check his new skills and stats when he became a Celestial. 
Verdure Glider (High Human, Lower Celestial)
Level: 100
Class: God of Craft
Health Points: 382,464
Attack Power: 3,495,072
Skills: Celestial's Strength, Celestial's Stature, Celestial's Authority
Celestial's Strength: All your attacks are now AoE, dealing full damage to all targets within 10 meters. 
Celestial's Stature: All non-Celestial tier targets will deal 99% reduced damage to you. You will deal 10,000% increased damage to all non-Celestial tier targets. 
Celestial's Authority: Increase 100% on all attributes. Increase maximum level limit to Level 109.
Being a Level 100, Jiang Fei had indeed increased his tier to Celestial. With it, he had gained three incredibly passive skills. 
Celestial's Strength had made Jiang Fei a walking cannon. All of his attacks would deal AoE damage, even his normal attacks! This made clearing monsters incredibly faster. 
The second passive skill definitely lived up to its name. Celestial's Stature granted Jiang Fei the absolute position against any other players and monsters. That was the true difference between those who were Celestials and those who were not. As long as his enemies did not have special attack attributes such as having Chaos damage or Final Damage skills, Jiang Fei had basically became untouchable to all that was lower than him. 
The third passive skill was nice as it increased Jiang Fei's overall stats as well as his maximum level limit. 
Even though his character had reached Celestial tier, his Profession tier had not. He had to return to the main Overworld and find Ou Yezi to increase his Profession tier. 
After looking through his new-found stats, Jiang Fei checked his inventory and was pleased to see the Celestial's Ring that he had made before.
Dream Crystal Ring (Ring, Celestial)
Attack Power +50,000
All Attributes: +3,000
Equip: Grants 50% Lifesteal effect to all of your attacks. When your Health Points is full, all absorbed Health Points will be converted into a damage-absorbing barrier. The barrier's maximum health points is your maximum Attack Power. Barrier will disappear after the battle ends.
Equip: Grants the skill Mirrored Attack. Summons a mirror image behind the target. Mirror image will continue to attack for 5 seconds before disappearing. Mirror image has the same Attack Power, 50% Maximum Health Points, and no Defense properties. 
Equip: Grants the skill Dream Realm. Creates a realm and inflicts Confusion for one minute. Confusion will be dispel once the target receives an attack. 
Note: Dream Realm is a sure-hit skill and would 100% inflict Confusion on any target that is within the area of effect. 
Jiang Fei took off the Merfolks' Vengeance ring off and swapped it for the new ring. The Token of the God of Crafts was strong as it was a Chromatic Evolving Equipment. While it was not stronger than the Merfolks' Vengeance ring, the Rebirth effect was extremely important to Jiang Fei. He had basically been putting himself in danger, courting with the God of Death every time he engaged someone stronger.
The new Celestial tier ring boosted Jiang Fei's attack and gave a minor boost to his overall stats. To be fair, 3,000 Vitality was considered as god-like to other players. Jiang Fei, on the other hand, had gotten too used to having superior equipment. In his opinion, 3,000 Vitality was just a tiny boost. If he still had the Nine Treasured Cauldrons, he would not even bat an eye at the 3,000 Vitality points boost. However, since he did not have it with him, the 3,000 Vitality points was crucial for his survivability. 
50% Lifesteal effect and the Barrier skill were strong. However, compared to how overwhelmingly powerful Celestial bosses are, those two effects would only prolong his inevitable death unless some deus ex machina appeared again. 
Mirrored Attack was nothing but an attack skill. Strong, but nothing out of the ordinary. The one skill that Jiang Fei had his eyes on was Dream Realm. The skill was the ultimate Crowd-Control skill that would disable the enemy for one minute as long as Jiang Fei did not engage. With that skill, Jiang Fei might have a chance to run away if he was unfortunate enough to encounter a High Celestial.


Average means nothing to our young protagonist! Why be normal when you have the chance to become a real life superman! Follow Jiang Fei as he discovers a mysterious ring that allowed him to play a Hyper Realistic Immersive MMORPG call Dawn Break! As the thin line between game and reality is gradually blurred, Jiang Fei finds himself having to deal with the troubles that follow him everywhere he goes. This is a story revolving around a real-life cheat code! From zero to hero, follow Jiang Fei as his fascinating adventures unfold!

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