Female mafia falls in love 
her hobbies include reading, fighting, and music 
She is a very powerful person one of the best maifia she has been designed to lead but everything changes once she finds love

Born with two unique, never seen before skills, <Perfect Regeneration> and <Undying Soul>, life wasn’t easy for E-333.

Experiment Number 333 — E-333 for short — has been tortured and killed repeatedly for nearly his entire life as a genuine pig due to his unique skills.

His two skills, when combined, basically gave him immortality, and that caused many to believe that he was the secret to eternal life.

However, what they didn’t know was that every time E-333 dies, he would come back stronger, his hatred for this world ever-increasing.

somewhere in a distant land, you could see a pair of siblings, one boy, about 5.6, and one girl about 5.3 the boy had short curly brown hair and deep crimson eyes the girl has long brown hair and light crimson eyes just like her younger brother.

Hey sis do you want to be the bad guy or the good guy," said the boy "bad guy" is all the girl said as she looks at the lowering sun "I figured you would pike that said the boy as he smiles.

come join the Adventure with these unique siblings.

The celestial emperor of immortal beasts was reincarnated as a black snake in a desolate era which cultivators, demons and devils fought fiercely to become true immortals and have lived as long as the heavens themselves...
  In this world ruled by mortals wu yu will find a way to ascend the heavens and even transcend them, follow him on his journey as he takes back his throne as a primordial emperor.
  ...
  Ima say this so no one goes crazy- I am not the best writer but I will try to improve however I can, but the more I write the better I will get, if you have any ideas to make the story better plz leave them down in the comments

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Qin Mu's Life and Death Book had been taken from Shaman God Kui, and those who knew that it was in his hands were Xing An, Pangong Tso, as well as the demon monks of Thunderclap Monastery.
Shaman God Kui should have been the Heavenly Official or Earthly Official, a god that managed souls.
It was unlikely that he had made it himself, but that it had been gifted to him. There was little doubt that celestial heavens wouldn't have many such treasures, and each one would have an owner. Because of that, Elder Messenger of Death was certain that Qin Mu would be tracked rather quickly.
Tracking the whereabouts of Life and Death Book was much simpler than tracking Qin Mu.
"The name that appeared on the Life and Death Book just now was Jue Huang." Qin Mu flipped the yellow talisman up and revealed half of his face. "What god is Jue Huang?"
"He's a god in the Yellow Springs. After he inhales or exhales, floods rise in the worlds and reap the souls there. He is one of the four great commanders that the celestial heavens have stationed in Youdu," Elder Messenger of Death said.
"He's not the only one looking for you though. There are three other great commanders: Xuan Ming who manages the souls, Han Lei who manages fate, and Lu Li who manages the prison. You shouldn't have taken out the Life and Death Book. With it, it won't be hard for them to track you down."
Qin Mu grew solemn. After a moment, he frowned and spoke in a troubled voice, "If I give the Life and Death Book to Grandmaster or Xing An, pushing everything on them, I should remain unknown..."
Elder Messenger of Death looked at him. "You're just eighteen years old, so you can only sabotage youths of your age; the two people you mentioned are not suitable. Besides, after the four great commanders reap the soul of whoever you'd chosen to throw at them, they would discover your ruse, so it's not as simple to sabotage others as you think... Bah! Why am I helping you look for crooked ideas?"
Qin Mu released the yellow talisman, and it covered his face once more. He said while blushing, "A just cause attracts much support, while an unjust one finds little. Official Sovereign must have found me honest, which is why you shared your wisdom. Since we can't sabotage, can the four gods leave Youdu and enter Supreme Emperor Heaven or Eternal Peace?"
The small boat sailed leisurely toward Supreme Emperor Heaven. Elder Messenger of Death placed his lantern on the pole and sat down. "Their abilities are too powerful, so it's not easy for them to enter other worlds. However, they will find a way to capture you. Once you cultivate to Life and Death Realm and open the divine treasure, they could enter through there after locating you."
Qin Mu shuddered. Entering from his Life and Death Divine Treasure?
Wouldn't all the divine arts practitioners of Life and Death Realm be in extreme danger?
"However, Youdu has its own rules. Entering a Life and Death Divine Treasure to seize another's life is against Youdu's rules, so they won't be able to do it easily."
Elder Messenger of Death had already share a lot of information, so he felt like he might as well say everything. "However, even though their true body can't leave, they can send their disciples to Supreme Emperor Heaven or Eternal Peace, or they could find other people to act as their hands to kill you.
"Or when Supreme Emperor Heaven gets sacrificed by the devils to connect their world to Eternal Peace, the world barrier will cease to exist. At that time, they'll be able to enter Eternal Peace at leisure."
Qin Mu relaxed and said with a smile, "It's not easy to kill me, and it's also not easy to attack Supreme Emperor Heaven. It has tolled through twenty thousand years, and now with the backing of Eternal Peace Empire and endless reinforcements, it'll be easy to last another twenty thousand years."
Elder Messenger of Death sneered at him. "You underestimate the devils. It's hard to say how long Supreme Emperor Heaven will last... We're here, you can take off the yellow talisman and return."
Qin Mu looked over in a hurry and saw that they were already in the battlefield from before. It seemed that they were exactly from where he had been taken, and so he just jumped out of the boat.
"Return me my yellow talisman!" Elder Messenger of Death shouted.
Qin Mu fled with the yellow talisman on his face as though he was a thief that got discovered.
"Damn it!"
As Elder Messenger of Death saw him slipping away, he couldn't help seething with rage. He was about to give chase, but he suddenly stopped and burst out laughing. "It's just a yellow talisman. I shall gift it to him so he doesn't cause any trouble." The small boat turned back and vanished into the darkness.
Qin Mu covered over ten miles before daring to look back. Only when he saw that Elder Messenger of Death really didn't give chase that he let out a sigh of relief. He plucked the yellow talisman from his face and examined it before putting it away.
'This yellow talisman is a good thing. Even gods and devils wouldn't be able to recognize me if I stick it on my face. At least I've gotten some good things from this trip to Youdu.'
He raised his head up and was slightly stunned. He saw flying ships sailing toward Li City, and they were only several hundred miles away from him. The pill furnaces of the flying ship spewed out intense light for them to remain airborne.
"I've left Supreme Emperor Heaven for quite a long time, some six hours, at least, so how did the flying ships only cover several hundred miles? According to their speed, it should've been thousands of miles. It looks as if only fifteen minutes have passed…'
Qin Mu sprinted with all his strength to catch up. First, he caught up with the army traveling on land, and not long later, he caught up to the fleet of the flying ships. He came to the main ship.
Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor and the black tiger god were looking at each other in horror, and so were everyone else in the surroundings. They were still discussing how Qin Mu had been invited into Youdu by the messenger of death, and what would happen next. Qin Mu chose that moment to ran out from behind them.
"I'm back. How long have I been away?" he asked with a smile.
"N-not even an hour," Sang Hua stuttered in astonishment. "You were taken by the messenger of death and returned from Youdu already?"
"The messenger of death was the official sovereign of Youdu. He even brought me to another world and found a strong practitioner of Divine Bridge Realm named Han Zhen. He said he would reap his soul after three days. He then brought me to Earth Count and talked about the cause and effect of my actions. Earth Count said he would deal with me after I die, then shooed me back. On the way, we also met some gods and devils who wanted to take me."
Qin Mu shared everything, finding it quite weird as well to have done so many things in such a short while. It would have taken three to five days in the world of living to accomplish all that.
It was much shorter in Youdu, and even less time had passed in the world of the living in the meantime.
"Youdu is like a dream. Your trip to Youdu is equivalent to a dream." Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor's eyes flashed, and he said, "As long as you returned alive, it doesn't matter. Is Earth Count very scary?"
Qin Mu shook his head. "Earth Count is easy to talk to. It's the same for the messenger of death."
Everyone's faces grew weird. Earth Count and the messenger of death were easy to talk to? Only Qin Mu could say something like that!
Anyone, no matter if they were gods or devils, would change their act when talking about Earth Count. They were even more tight-lipped about the messengers of death.
"Ma ha…"
The young dragon on Qin Yu's body quickly slithered down and ran to Qin Mu to rub against him. Feeling somewhat resentful, Qin Yu thought to himself, 'I haven't even felt its warmth yet, and it's lured away by him again..."
Qin Mu caressed the little dragon and moved it to his ear. Its head hung down while its dragon's whiskers swayed in the air.
Jealousy took root in Qin Yu's heart.
"Junior Brother Qin, lend me your little dragon for a period of time. I might even need to bring him to Great Ruins. I will return him to you after I come back, and you will definitely be surprised!" Qin Mu said with a smile. "I was captured by Fu Riluo and struggled for my life. After going to Youdu, I'm truly tired, so I shall take a rest first."
Qin Yu looked at him bringing the little dragon away and thought to himself, 'I wonder if my little dragon will really be mine after a few days? Its soul was already lured away by him…'
...
Elder Messenger of Death returned to Manor of Benevolent Saintly King Equal to Heaven and flipped open a thick book. It was the book he had handed to the magma Earth Count.
Qin Mu had wanted to read it as well, but magma Earth Count was too tall. He also needed to act obediently, so he didn't get to see the contents of the book.
Elder Messenger of Death turned the first page and saw flowing pictures. There was a piece of dark land on which a pregnant woman was giving birth. Boundless devil qi and grievances of the broken souls flowed furiously toward the small delivery room.
That place seemed to contain a terrifying devil king that was swallowing the evil devil nature and devil qi of Youdu like a whale.
Meanwhile, outside that piece of land, countless devil gods were alarmed and hid in the darkness, looking nervously at the first lifeform that was born from the womb in the history of Youdu.
"The descent of the Son of God!" a devil god said in the corner of the page.
In the sky above the delivery room, scarlet red eyes opened. There was one, two, no, three of them.
Elder Messenger of Death flipped to the second page, and the picture changed. A big fat boy jumped down from the embrace of the woman, his three-eyed formed catching the messenger of death's attention. The boy was wreaking havoc on a dark land, his two chubby fists holding tight the two devil gods that had come to assassinate him. His three eyes opened up, and three beams shot out. They scorched the land, burning numerous monsters into oblivion.
All ghosts there, big and small, were fleeing for their lives. Even ghost kings didn't look back on their way out. Their malicious faces were filled with terror, creating a surreal sight.
The baby brought the devil god to his mouth and bit off half a head. It was a bloody event.
Elder Messenger of Death shook his head and continued to browse. The next page was about how after the baby had swallowed countless souls and ate two devil gods, he became ridiculously huge and terrified everyone who saw his ferocious appearance. He crushed numerous levels of hells, killing all of the devil gods that came after his mother and clansmen. He made them all piss their pants and flee for their lives.
However, the baby seemed to contain incomparably evil thoughts in nature. It didn't matter to him if before him were devils who were chasing after them or ghosts who were simply residing in Youdu. He killed and ate all of them.
Elder Messenger of Death saw panic and fear on the mother's face. She was looked afraid of her own son, his devil nature.
Elder Messenger of Death flipped to the next page, and it was another picture of the baby slaughtering everyone. In the picture, he was standing on a huge devil dragon while slitting open its belly. His three eyes revealed a murderous glint.
Yet at the end of the painting, when the baby finished eating, he changed back into a small form and asked his mother to carry him.
Elder Messenger of Death flipped page after page, watching things that were harder and harder to see. The baby crushed waves and waves of devil gods chasing after them, and this massacre alarmed the big shots hiding in Youdu.
They crusaded against the baby and fought with him until heaven fell and earth rent.
Near the end of the book, the baby had relied on his evil nature and ruthlessness to become one of the powers in Youdu. One day, he came to the borders of Youdu and used his huge scarlet eyes to peep into the world of the living with an excited gaze.
On the other side of the picture, the big shots of Youdu were talking about something to Earth Count. The mother was also there, appealing to the lord.
The Earth Count picked a broken piece of jade from the corner of his horn and refined it into a jade pendant. The mother held back her tears as he put down a seal on it. She then called her son over and put the jade pendant around his neck.
The devil nature within him was suppressed along with his god nature. His body returned to normal, changing back into the most ordinary baby, a really tiny thing. He lay in his swaddling clothes and raised his arms and legs while crying ee ee aa aa. He then sucked his toe very seriously.
The mother carried him up and gave him a few kisses before reluctantly putting him into a basket. Some woman picked it up and took a paper boat to leave into the distance.
At the back, ghost kings, other ghosts of all sizes, as well as the devil gods that were faintly discernible beat drums and gongs to celebrate the baby's departure.
Elder Messenger of Death flipped to the last page which was of Qin Mu in the ominous land. With his long hair draped over his shoulders, he cast a spell with his sword raised and opened Gate of Heaven Influence to summon the souls from the world of the dead.
At that time, the jade pendant on his neck had floated up.
"Eighteen years." Elder Messenger of Death closed the book and hid it properly. He then exhaled deeply. "It's completely impossible to see what this brat had been like before. I truly hope his devil nature will never awaken and control him again... Luckily Earth Count sealed and exiled him to the world of the living; otherwise, what would Youdu have become by today? Yet if he'd been left in Youdu, he probably wouldn't have lived to eighteen years old. He probably would have been eaten by Earth Count long ago for doing too much evil..."


There's an ancient saying in Great Ruins, ‘Don’t go outside when it’s dark.’
In Great Ruins, the old, weak and disabled elders of Disabled Elderly Village picked up an infant by the riverside and named him Qin Mu, raising him up with blood and sweat. This day, as the night descended and the darkness shrouded Great Ruins, Qin Mu left home...
Become a villain undulating in the spring breeze!
That's what Blind told him.
This is the rise of Qin Mu's road to becoming a villain!


Sir Keith laid a ruler across the book where he'd stopped writing and pulled over a pad of paper.
"You count to ten, like so." He drew nine lines on one corner of the pad, then a tenth one across. "Then start again. When you have ten groups of ten, circle it. And so on. That way you always know where you are. Take a ruler to mark your place on the shelf." He handed her a wooden stick.
"Thank you," Annuetta said, "but may I have two rulers?"
He handed her a second ruler and was still staring at her as she curtsied and ran out of the room.
"Okay," Annuetta said as she handed Sally a pad of paper and a pencil. She showed her friend how to mark the ones, then for tens and for hundreds.
"Here's a ruler to put in between the books as you count, so you don't lose your place. Just take your time."
They started work. Annuetta on the bottom shelf and Sally on the next one up. Count, mark, count mark. The scratches became tens, the tens, hundreds. They added up until Annuetta wasn't sure what to call them.
"We'll just pile the papers, and maybe Sir Keith will show me how to add them."
Annuetta's stomach rumbled so she went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
"Thank you for the salve," she said to the cook. "It helped a lot." The cook put a tray on a cart and sent the princess off with a curtsy and a smile.
"Oh, this is much too fine for me," Sally said when she saw the sandwiches and the water with lemon slices floating in it.
"Nonsense," Annuetta said, "this is what book counters eat." She handed a sandwich to Sally and soon they'd finished everything on the tray. They went back to work until the light from the windows was so dim that they could barely see.
"We'll finish tomorrow," the princess said.
"Okay, if you're sure." Sally rubbed her head. "I didn't know there were that many books in the whole world."
"Mom used to read to me," Annuetta said.
"I wish I knew how to read."
"Well, I can read a little." Annuetta pulled a book from a section they'd already counted. She remembered the title as one her mother read a lot. Until Annuetta got bored of the story.
 
They found a corner with a little more light from the dying sun and Annuetta taught Sally how to recognize the letters and sound out the words. The book was a silly story that had them both laughing so hard they didn't see the King until he was right beside them.
"Oh," Sally stood up and curtsied. "We had to stop because the light grew too dim. We'll finish tomorrow, really."
"That's fine, dear," the King said and sat in a chair. "I haven't heard that story in a long time.   Annuetta's mother used to read it to her."
They went back to their reading practice, giggling a little when they heard snores coming from the King in his chair.
They counted books all week and collected stacks and stacks of paper with marks on them - showing tens, hundreds, thousands and more. Each evening Annuetta picked a book to teach Sally more about reading and the King would come in to fall asleep in his chair. Annuetta almost cried when they counted the last book on the last shelf.
"Now what do we do?" Sally asked looking at the piles of paper.
"We ask Sir Keith for some more help," Annuetta said. They gathered up all the paper, their rulers and pencils then she led the way to Sir Keith's office.
"Good afternoon, Sir Keith," Annuetta said as Sally curtsied. "We've finished counting, but I don't know what to do with all the numbers." She put the papers carefully on the desk.
"Ah," Sir Keith picked up the pile and glanced at the sheets. "You need to find the total for each sheet, like so..." he showed them how to add up the total for the page. Then he carefully wrote the numbers on a new page and showed them how to add up the numbers into ever larger ones. When they'd finished they had one page with the biggest number Annuetta had ever seen.
"I used to think you were boring," Annuetta said, "but if you can do this, you're amazing." She hugged Sir Keith and the girls ran off to find the King.
"Hmmm," the King said looking at the page. "That's a lot of books. Thank you."

***

Annuetta woke, scrambled out of bed and got dressed. She'd lost track of how old her dresses were, so she put on the first one she could find. When she opened the door to her room, Sally waited for her with a basket at her feet.
"The King gave me a day off," Sally said. "Would you like to go for a picnic?"
"Sure," Annuetta said, "just a second." She dashed back into her room and grabbed the string and the ball and jacks.
Sally led them out to a spot under a tree where they could see the forest, and the pasture with the horses. She put the basket down and laid on her back to stare up at the blue sky.
"What are you doing?" Annuetta asked.
"Nothing," Sally said.
"Nothing?" Annuetta lay down beside her. "Why would you want to do nothing?"
"All week I wash windows, or hoe cornÑ"
"Ñor count books." Annuetta said.
"So when I have a day off, I like to just lie here and do nothing for a while."
Annuetta looked up at the sky. The sun warmed her, the breeze cooled her.
"Doesn't that cloud look like a rabbit?" she said.
"Yes," Sally said, "and that one looks like a pig."



Author:
Alex McGilvery has been reading since before he can remember, and writing almost that long. He has published 18 books and is author and editor at his imprint Celticfrog Publishing. He lives in Kamloops with his dog and the stories clawing their way out of his head.

Princess Annuetta is bored. Bored with her toys, bored with her kingdom. Nothing ever happens, except for her interrupting her father’s work with her complaints. She wants a monkey, but the servant girl, Sally, has a different solution.

"This can't be possible, right? I'm pretty sure that all the students wrote it during that time."

"Why don't you count it again?"

"Okay."

Mo Boyuan was looking at the women in his arms,  began to count page by page carefully. She didn't even notice that a few strands of hair behind her ear had fallen off.

He gently reached out his hand and helped his wife to pull the hair back behind the ear.

As he found it very amusing, he immediately put the hair back in its original position and repeated the actions.

Until the woman looked over," Mo Boyuan, what are you doing?"

Wasn't he childish?

Even Ningning didn't play with her hair anymore.

"Hurry up and count yours." As he said, he nodded and straightened her back.

He wasn't not playing with it anymore after she said that. 

Jiang Tingxu was sweating profusely. Why didn't she realize this guy had such a fetish before?

Only those who experienced that would know that it was itchy. 

She reached out her hand and swatted away the man's hand. 

"I've finished counting. It's 51. One student is missing."

After being swatted away by his wife, Mo Boyuan gave up. His hands couldn't help but wrap around the waist of the woman in his arms. Then, he said, "Yes, Shen Peiyi is missing!"

"How do you know?"

There were more than fifty students. He not only noticed that one student was missing from the record, he even knew who was missing from it?

How did he notice?

"Have you never learned shorthand before?"

Jiang Tingxu shook her head.

The man sighed.

"Looks like we have to arrange a class for this brat."

His words were intentional.

Jiang Tingxu pinched his thigh.

"Can you stopped being so sarcastic?"

"Then you owe me a kiss?"

It was true. Whenever she said something that couldn't be more serious, but as long as this person opened his mouth, he would spoil the conversation. 

"Mo! Bo! Yuan!"

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore."

"So how did you find out?"

She was curious. 

The man wanted to laugh, but he held it back forcefully. He laughed silently in his heart. This girl was no different from when she was young upon acting cute. 

"Although there were more than 50 students in your class, there are only a few that I know. After flipping through them, I realized that one of them is missing."

It was not necessary to remember all of them. However, being able to remember them was a human's capability.

Jiang Tingxu blinked her eyes. After realizing that her good friend Shen Peiyi was missing, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Then what should we do now?" She asked this question to the man subconsciously. 

"If I were you, I would contact other students right now."

Mo Boyuan's suggestion was right, and it was also the most convenient way.

After contacting them, they only needed to send a photo of the missing page in Jiang Tingxu's book, and everything would be revealed.

Jiang Tingxu nodded and looked out for her phone. Then, she remembered something. 

"You threw my phone into the car!"

That guilty person silently handed over his phone.

"Use mine."

She could only look for Su Muxue with his phone. 

Mo Boyuan couldn't have other classmates contact information.

...

At Su family home.

Su Muxue, who had been brought home by her brother, was listening to her parents.

"Muxue, just listen to me and your father this time. Do you think we are harming you? That guy is outstanding. Your brother has seen him personally. If you don't believe me, you can ask your brother."

"Brother?"

"Dad and Mom are right. You can go and meet him first. The rest we can talk about it in the future."

In front of his parents, even if he was her biological brother, he wouldn't dare to mess things up. They have the same parents.  


One day, after five years of living in the shadow of the popular actor—Mo Boyuan, Dr. Jiang suddenly decided that she had enough!
Mo Boyuan: Why are you kicking up a fuss?
Jiang Tingxu: I’m not. Let’s divorce!
Mo Boyuan: Divorce? In your dreams! 
Jiang Tingxu's identity was later exposed and overwhelming insults began pouring in. 
Fan of King Mo: This woman isn’t good enough for my King Mo!
The great Movie King Mo streamed live on the internet: Heh, the woman you claimed isn’t good enough for me is an all-rounded top scorer and was recommended to Peking University at 16. You’re wrong. She’s TOO GOOD for me and I’m out of her league! Also, she’s the little brat that I’ve been pampering and adoring for 20 years. I won’t tolerate anyone who lays a finger on her! 

Pedro handed over several more bronze coins to Neerak Axutar for them to buy more food to their heart's content. That said, Pedro simply leaned upon a brick wall of an establishment to relax while waiting for Neerak and the three village soldiers to return with food that they bought at the small stalls along the street. 
"I am starting run low of budget…" Pedro scratched the back of his head after seeing 2 gold coins, 40 silver coins, and 130 bronze coins were left inside his inventory bag. Then, he opened his player interface and said, "I wonder if cousin was able to rebuild the gold farming team already?"
He navigated to his friend list and found out that his aunt was still online in the game. He can't help but smirk as his fingers started to move on its own—typing the message he wanted to convey to his cousin, Weyron.
[Death (Pedro): Aunt Veronica, do you have any news about the gold farming team of cousin? I would be needing a lot of coins soon. Do tell me if there is a problem. I'll try my best to help.]
Surprisingly, Pedro got a reply from his Aunt Veronica immediately.
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): You are just on time, Nephew! Your cousin and I are having a discussion whether to recruit other local gaming organizations under us.]
Before Pedro could reply, his aunt added message after message—consequently revealing information one bit at a time.
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): Remember I said to you that your cousin went to the north? He somehow encountered a local guild under the lead of a Filipina referred to as Guild Leader Meen. One of the players in the top 10 rankings beside you and your friends.]
"This…" Pedro can't help but gasp as he immediately navigated through his player interface—from his friend list to the continental quest rankings.
[Quest: Protect the Aquari Continent!]
Rating: A-rated
Mission: Kill the monsters that start to dominate the Aquari Continent! Each monster killed will have an equivalent point that can be exchanged for items after the event.
Your Kill count: 673,151
Players with the highest monster kill-count would get special rewards.
Top 1 player will get a Gold-rated offensive skill. 
Top 10 players will get random generated Silver-rated skill. 
Top 100 players will get random generated Bronze-rated Skill.
Continental Quest Player Ranking
1.   Death [Kill Count: 673,151]
2.   Killer Looks [Kill Count: 62,552]
3.   Gentle Breeze [Kill Count: 21,089]
4.   Killer Smile [Kill Count: 9,433]
5.   Arvedar [Kill Count: 2,765]
6.   Hey_JoeCorporation [Kill Count: 287]
7.   Wazzap_JoeCorporation [Kill Count: 239]
8.   …
9.   …
10. Meen [Kill Count: 221]
Quest Duration: ???
[Quest participation is optional. Once a player killed a monster, the kill count will automatically start.]
~~~
Pedro was supposed to only check Meen's rank and Kill Count in the continental quest. That said, he can't help but to notice his… and Talia's absurdly high Kill Count.
He can't help but shook his head and say, "What's that little girl doing? If not for the dungeon, I won't even be somewhere near her kill count? How terrifying! She even went past through Sabrina's Kill Count?!"
After a few seconds, Pedro could only shake his head in response—returning his attention back to checking the player named "Meen" and the seemingly non-stop messages of his aunt. He glanced to Meen's kill count and said, "Two hundred twenty-one? Not bad… She's just tens of kills away from catching up to the Americans in this server. But… I wonder why aunt and cousin were deliberating whether to put them under us or not. Perhaps, there is a problem."
Pedro navigated back to his friend list and continued reading the message of his aunt from where he left.
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): Your cousin told me that Guild Leader Meen was asking for 10 Million Philippine Pesos for them to merge into our guild. I know how important this game was, for you. But the 10 Million Philippine Pesos is not something that we could agree upon without your consent. Besides…]
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): We only have 2 Million Pesos left in our budget. We even need to take care of the gaming camp that we would use for the important players of both guilds.]
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): So, it all really depends on your final decision, because you are the one who would be able to estimate whether we would be able to afford the 10 Million Pesos, and, at the same time, you would be the one to provide the money for it.]
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): In any case, your cousin is against on recruiting them for the hefty price of 10 Million Pesos. That said, he is keeping a friendly relationship with Guild Leader Meen until you make your final decision. But you know your cousin… He is a bit short tempered, so… I suggest that you inform me as soon as you can, if you want to push through the deal. I am worried that things might go south if your cousin's patience reaches its limit.]
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): Please don't get him wrong, though. It's not that I am also against on recruiting them to either guild of ours, but… Even I never heard of a deal concerning Virtual Reality games—reaching this absurd amount.]
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): Still… We would like to leave the final decisions to you, because you are the owner of both gaming orgs. Forgive me for leaving heavy decisions to be made under your shoulder—despite you needing rest because of your body's current situation in real life.]
Pedro can't help but force out a smile. Then, he rubbed his chin and pondered, 'Ten Million Pesos is not something that they could decide by themselves. After all, the budget would come mostly from my wallet. Mom and Dad would just probably give me some money to let me do what I want—after the accident and this coma stuff. But I doubt that they would tolerate me spending such huge money in one go! So… Aunt and Cousin is right. This price is absurd. But… Recruiting someone who was in the top player rankings in the continental event... And for only Ten Million Pesos? This is a deal that I should not miss.'
At this moment, he glanced to his inventory bag and took out a skill page, while thinking, 'As for where I would get the Ten Million Pesos… The answer lies to this skill page in my hand.'
Pedro smirked as he mailed the skill to his Aunt together with a message.
[Death (Pedro): Aunt, agree to her terms. But tell her that the payment would only be transferred to them once they would be able to transfer and settle to our gaming camp. As for the money, you don't need to worry about it. I sent a skill page to you. It's the wolf transformation skill I was able to luckily obtain. Conduct an auction in real life as soon as possible, and set the minimum bid to 300,000 US Dollars. Then, We'll use that money to slowly build the two gaming organizations.]
[Purple Jade (Aunt Veronica): 300,000 US Dollars?! I am a bit concerned if there would be someone who would bid that high for this skill? Nephew, are you sure about this? I mean… Our identity would even be revealed to the world? Isn't it dangerous to do that this early of the game? Please think twice about that, Nephew.]
Pedro simply smirked in response. Then, he replied to her Aunt, filled with confidence.
[Pedro (Death): I understand your concern, Aunt. But… Such things were bound to happen if we wanted to become the strongest organization in Bearth Online. It was only a matter of time before enemies rise and attack us. That is why we need to increase the strength of our organizations as much as possible.
It is the hurdle that we must face when we wanted to become the strongest. There would definitely be opposing forces that would want to take the top most seat. We could only do our best to keep sitting on it. Besides… If we can't hold it for now, how can we hold it later on.
As for the price of the wolf transformation skill… Kindly follow what I said. There were more people eyeing the game, more than you know it. And I assure you… The starting bid that I set is just a small amount to some of them.]
Pedro's Aunt was hopeless in convincing him to think otherwise. Thus, she could only put his trust on him and simply follow his arrangements. After all, he was still her boss.
Since she had a lot of things to handle offline—concerning about the auction that Pedro order her to conduct, Aunt Veronica said a couple of words to Pedro before going offline. Unfortunately, even Pedro was washed along the excitement that the recruitment of Meen and the wolf transformation skill auction had brought to them to the point that he forgot about gold issue that he initially asked.
It was only when her Aunt went offline did he remember about it. He can't help but force out a smile and say, "Oh well… It's not that I am in immediate need of coins after all!" 


Being born from a rich family, Pedro Armaz was often scolded by his family because of playing VR games. 

Years after playing the VR game sensation "Bearth Online", he was about to finally obtain the victory he always dreamed of! 

Unfortunately, his guild fell short at the very end and lost due to the 'sudden' lack of guild members. He blamed everything on this so-called 'betrayal' of his 'former' guild members that eventually lead to his untimely death.

And as he thought that everything was over, he woke up and learned that he traveled to the past, a year before Bearth Online's official launch!

With his past experiences and knowledge as an advantage, Pedro is determined to dominate the brutal and unusual game, Bearth Online, and obtain his long-sought glory by becoming the strongest player in the world!


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I would like to give everyone a heads up, this story was made and posted as the 'raw' chapters. Most of the chapters beyond chapter 111 were edited but the Author himself is not that great with English. 

Thus, there might be some inconsistencies, grammar mistakes, and such, but rest assured that the author is doing his best in editing/revising these mistakes. 

That said, I hope you guys enjoy the story!

Regards, RDream. :D

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