as a bounty team leader our main character Aaron is off on a bounty one night when he saves a girl who's also going to join an academy for bounties she ends up joining his team. 

(very simple synopsis but hey im a simple guy this book is written as a script like ex:

mc1: hey 

mc2 how's it going 

it has magic, guns, academy life 

so yeah I started writing this back in 2016 I've been sitting on this for a while i figured I would release it I mean what the point in writing if you can't share it 

and yes the other book im "writing" mc is also named Aaron im not very creative but any ways give it a read

A world.
A place.
A fantasy that explains what might actually happen in the future. A war. Deaths. 
One girl.
One man.
An entire mystery.
What happens in the end?

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<You gained Monarch Of Death [Legendary+]>
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<You unlock one of the 4 conditions to gain ????? ?????? Title>
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[Yoooooshhhhhhaaaa!!!!!!!]
I shouted excitedly after hearing this notification inside my head!
Even though there's a weird notification in the last part, I ignored it for now after knowing that I combined the skills successfully.
Anyway, since it just unlocking a condition to gain a strange unknown ??? title, why should I dwell on it further? It'll be better if I appraised the [legendary +] rating skill I gained first.
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Monarch Of Death [Legendary +] : Hail the Monarch of Death! The greater being who controls the death and created the Undead Empire!
Abilities :
- Perfect Undead : Rising the death into a perfect undead with 100% original status and skill intact if you fulfill a certain condition. [With all the body part intact : 100% original stats and skill <Dark Race>, with some of the body part missing : 80% original stats and some of the skills <Zombie>, with only the skeleton : 60% original stats <Skeleton>]
- Artificial Soul : creating an Artificial Soul for your undead. By creating an artificial soul, you can design an artificial intelligence for your undead. *Creating a trait and giving an emotion only applicable to the perfect Undead <Dark Race>
- Absolute Obidience : All the Undead creature under you bound by Absolute obedience special status condition[Unable to betray]
- Dark Blood Essence : Absorb any Dark Element attack and Blood Magic attack <*Under Legendary rating> to recover your HP. Dark Blood Essence gives you the ability of Perfect Invisibility under the dark place <Weakness, All Seeing Eye[Legendary skill]>, and the ability to resurrect yourself from death with just a drop of blood intact.
- Shadow Palace : You can store your undead under your shadow.
- Monarch : You can control an unlimited number of Undead under your command
- Anti Devil Magic[small] : giving an Anti-Devil property to your magic power(Deal damage to the Devil race[small])
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[Wh-what the heck is this!!!!!]
As expected of [Legendary +] rating skill, it's ridiculous as ever!
Even though it's not enhanced my raw status, but the ability it provides alone is very ridiculous!
'Huh? Strange… why did I have the ability to absorb Dark element power? Shouldn't the Immortal bloodline have the Dark element as its weakness? Ah! I forgot, since this skill just appears in my copied skill slot, and not truly gained by me, I can have this ability just fine'
'maybe I should combine some skills to create a similar skill like the Monarch Of Death, but with Light Element as its expertise to erase the weakness effect from Immortal bloodline completely'
'It's worth trying in the future when I collected more skills!'
Leaving that aside, the last ability, Anti Devil Magic[Small], I don't know why but I suddenly feel a foreboding feeling after seeing it somehow.
'Did I have some Ill fate with the Devil Race? Ck! This is very troublesome, even though I just want to live peacefully, the world seems to think different'
'Whatever, Since I have some Ill relationship with that Edward Arthrast, I think this ability is quite handy in the future'
I decided to throw this thought at the back of my mind.
There are more important things to do now, that's is to experience creating undead and trying the ability of my new skill.
First of all, let's try resurrecting the skeletons.
Since I already hoarded it from that mysterious cave before, I have a lot of skeletons in stock inside my inventory skill.
Upon taking out some of it, I excitedly use my new skill ability, Perfect Undead.
'Rise!'
I shouted out on my mind.
Before long, my magic power suddenly poured into the skeletons as it became Dark Red mist for some reason, slowly enveloping all the skeletons.
Crrtk* crrtk* trembling skeleton SFX
Slowly, the skeletons rise and assembled themselves into skeletons undead.
However, After I looked at them, there's something different between my skeletons with the skeletons that bony bastard make in the past.
For some reason, the skeletons have a dark red color instead of white bone, like usual.
After observing more carefully, the bone actually became more crystal-like.
Beautiful, but ominous at the same time.
The skeletons soullessly stood up, staring at me without a hint of intelligence that could be felt from it.
Heck, even it looks more like the skeleton in the biology classroom rather than undead at this point.
'Let's just appraise some of them first…'
{Skeleton Warrior}
Lv -
HP : C
MP : E
ATK : C
MATK : E
DEF : C
Properties : Magic Resistance [80%] 
Weakness : none
A.S : none [You can only insert A.S up to Uncommon Rank]
*A.S : Artificial Soul
 
{Skeleton Magician}
Lv -
HP : D
MP : B
ATK : D
MATK : B
DEF : E
Properties : Magic Resistance [80%] Fire Magic [up to lv IV]
Weakness : none
A.S : none [You can only insert A.S up to Rare Rank]
[Hooo…. Interesting... Anna said, the skeleton monster has a weakness to blunt weapon, but it seems mine is not the case... and this A.S...]
That's why these skeletons look soulless and act like idiots.
It turned out that I need to create an Artificial soul for them.
But still, how did the Artificial Soul Work? Why did they have a rank?
Then, without further ado, I decided to use my new skill another ability, Artificial Soul.
Tring!
All of a sudden, a translucent blue screen suddenly appeared before me.
After observing the menu and stuff, written on the translucent screen, I couldn't help recalling a programming game software from my previous world, Unre*l Eng*ne 4.
The Only difference is, the screen in front of my eyes just has the script writing function.
As for the actual graphic game creator-function like the white mannequin stuff as well as 3D terrain design stuff, there's no such thing inside the translucent screen menu.
B-but, the orderly script writing thing like a column is exactly the same as Unire*l Engine 4 software.
Anyway, since I didn't know much about Unre*al engine, I can't be so sure, I just unconsciously recall it as it was the same with one of the Unreal Engin* 4 My-tuber used, I saw on the internet.
Okay, let's stop dwelling in this UE stuff and begin to create Artificial Soul!
I slowly designing the script, the same as programming and writing a script to create an A.I for a game.
With the help of my skill, I was guided to create a simple one as a tutorial.
When I finish creating one, I can check how the A.I actually work, with my skill as it started showing me the illustration video of it on the screen.
The video showed how this A.I really worked in reality.
The way of the combat, what reaction it does when spotted an enemy nearby, what reaction if it pass by a friendly unit, etc.
I can design what is considered an enemy and allies inside the program.
Since there's some goblin working in the Agricultural district as well as Sable the Wyvern, I can't set the enemy by select a monster race as a whole.
I can set it to detail manner as such all the monsters that weren't under my control are the enemies if I want, but the A.S rating will be increased into Rare, so it will only apply to the magician one or some of the high spec one.
Ah! Speaking of the A.S rank, there's Common -> Uncommon -> Rare -> Epic -> Legendary, from the lowest to highest.
Anyway, since I can't set a complicated A.S for the low-spec Skeletons warrior, I didn't set any enemies in its program.
So, if I want to make these low-spec skeleton warriors fight, I can only order them manually, as to how ordinary necromancer originally does.
Anyway, it's not like I will use these guys to fight in the first place.
Maybe some of them can be used to fight, since there's some of the Skeleton Warrior that had some good spec, can be installed with Rare Rank A.S, but for the lower-spec one, I have a good idea about how to appropriately using these guys!
Yes! It's working them to do a simple job in the factory and working the in public services, such a driving the public bus, operating the MRT to run as it scheduled, as well as working to maintain my hidden city, cleaning and watering the trees and flower inside my city.
With this, I can allocate the people to do more complicated jobs rather than doing menial jobs inside my city, increasing the efficiency by a notch.
As long as I trained and gave them more advanced education, they can help Chali and the others to running my developing business as a big corporate.
Not only that, I can place the talented one to work on managing the military to do paperwork, as well as doing some researches to develop more advanced magic technology or biotechnology of this world.
Who knows, if one of the people who stayed at my hidden base interest in biology and developed a serum that can increase the Status permanently after the consumption or even developed an elixir!
Moreover, for the high spec undead, after getting the magic weapon developed in the future, I could arm them with a magic gun as well as magic armor, creating a discipline and terrifying army who were only obeying my command!
There're endless possibilities!
By just thinking of it, I can feel my heart started thumping in excitement!
'Ah!! Come to think of it, there's still some A-rank Red Ogres as well as Immortal Ogres corpses in my inventory!'
'Hehe~ Buooy~'
'It'll gonna be good~'
With this, I excitedly took out more skeletons as well as monster corpses from my inventory.
With my skill, I started rising them from death.
Ah, about the Artificial soul, it seems after I created one, I can save it like a template and copy this template before putting it into the skeletons or undead once again.
It's the same as copying the program and paste it to make multiple NPC in the game.
'Huhuhu~ thanks to making my job easier~ as expected of [Legendary +] rating skill, Its OP beyond reason hahaha~'
Hahahaha!
With a sinister laugh echoed throughout the surrounding, little by little, countless undead slowly rise from their slumber…


"Whaa--- I can order Mcdonalds in isekai ?!! With this i can still eat junkfood without problem in the middle of the jungle mwahahahahah! what is dry meat ?! i dont need it !!"
Alex the only one otherworlder begin his journey in sword and magic world with hamburger in his hands.

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You can see the Illustration on my Patreon (It's new)
the character illust and everything will be uploaded there (now its just a world map as well as continent map there XD)

Krack!
"Oh boy..." Kuso who was in his original body reacted when he saw the massive amount of thorns being hurled towards them from the top. 
But, Corona was not stupid either. She retracted her shield accurately to block the thorny substance made by ice. 
Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! Prak!! 
"That was an obvious trap though. Kuso, I thought that you are really smart enough to avoid it."
"Welp... I may be technologically smart. But it doesn't mean that I am really smart in every aspect as well." Kuso answered her in an unamused tone. 
However, the rain of the thorny hail had still continuing which led the girl to proceed as she said,
"Well... I'm not sure how we can answer it. But we have to walk fast. Make sure that you did not stomp the sharp substance on it." 
Then, both of them were walking together carefully at the left and right. 
As they walked towards the other spot of the forest safely. The goddess had used her elemental sense again to trace where was the girl had located lastly. 
However, Kuso had noticed something.
"I wonder what the hell on the Technoknight's mind. He or she is a script kiddie. Can you create a laptop for me to fix this thing out?" Kuso Pointed at the half-done robotic looking creature that was glaring at the goddess and the software developer.
"How do you know? And why you tell it as the script kiddies and what is that?" The goddess questioned the software developer who had mentioned so, which led the software developer to explain.
"Well... Script Kiddies is a kind of guy who uses someone else's source code for something inside of their own benefit."
"Sorry, what?" Corona asked him confusingly. He was making it easy to understand by saying,
"Imagine that you have created a sword. Then the random people are only like using the sword without knowing how to use it properly. That's how script kiddies are!"
She was silenced and then, she nodded as she started to get understand what the guy had said. However, she complained to him,
"If you were not doing swear violation. Then I can help you to craft a laptop. Still... I can't do it now."
"Stupid." Kuso reacted with an unamused look. He was referring to "Stupid" as himself, not as the goddess which led the goddess chuckled and patted his head, as she said.
"People makes mistake. Just like how do you say earlier."
"That even makes me felt a lot stupider. Like you know, I'm the one who had stated the quote, and then, I'm the one who defies it!" Kuso answered her with a whining tone. For the first time, Corona had to see his whinny side. It warmed her as she murmured in her heart,
"I thought. This man is always like spanking and spanking. But, he was much sweeter than I expected!"
They proceeded towards the machine that seemed to be shutting down. 
Srak!! Srak!!
That was the footstep voice from their foot as the grass being stepped on. 
"Ssst!!! Your footstep is too loud!" Kuso complained to Corona as both of them were hiding in the bush to observe the golem looking robot. 
"You're much... kya!!"
"Speak again and I'm gonna stab your hole!" Kuso placed his right middle finger at her butt that his finger had been placed to her butt hole. It caused the goddess to freaked out for a while.
Still... They were both observing the movement of the Golem-looking robot that seemed not to be responsive for now. 
They kept coming closer... And closer...
Then. They managed to get close to the sleeping golem which led the software developer crawling gently towards the source that he believed was a part that turned the monster on.
But...
Click!
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"Killing is a crime. Yeah, I get that. But, do you know what's not a crime? Spanking someone. Still... Spanking your own child is considered a crime. So, guess what? I can't do that to my own kid if I have one.

But, you're not my kid. So, how about we have some fun? If you call me mommy, I might stop spanking your butt to shredded meat!!"

Kuso Amakusa, the thirty-year-old programmer, known for his meticulous way of thinking, had to be reborn as a female knight. Not a normal knight that everyone knows, but as a Knight known as the "Technoknight".

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Scarlet fidgeted in her chair as Debbie flipped through the printed manuscript. For a ten-year-old with no prior writing experience, the story was quite well written. It strangely reminded her of an old animated movie[1] that she personally found to be quite adorable.
Scarlet had a rather pure imagination and it was a pleasure to read it despite the grammatical issues here and there. The girl must have read many books for she was using many phrases she picked up that seemed a little too cliched for a piece of original work. If it was a school assignment to be graded, Debbie would not have hesitated to give her an A+ and send her home with a lollipop. Unfortunately, the girl wanted to be a professional writer. That meant that being good simply wasn't enough.
The tutor-governess looked up from the script and observed the puny creature before her and adjusted her glasses. Scarlet looked very nervous and even a little afraid. This took the ex-lawyer back to her teenage years when she was nothing more than a snotty brat who was only embarking on her journey to fame and freedom as an author. After many turns and tumbles, Debbie came to understand that the path of writing was more than fame and riches. It was difficult for one person to continuously seek out new experiences and inspiration to bring to the world authentic ideas without having everything sound almost exactly the same. As such, Debbie decided to leave her writing days behind as a memory that blazed with passion. The fire in her author heart was then channelled to become fertiliser for those who had grander ideas than hers. Debbie decided to become an editor for that very purpose.
"Hello Scarlet, I've heard a little about you from Mr Wilde. Won't you tell me more about yourself? I'm a little curious. Why would such a young girl like yourself be interested in such a boring hobby? Most kids your age would be more interested in sports or art or music... Some would prefer making friends and having fun instead of being cooped up in a room in front of a computer with additional self-imposed assignments to do. I don't know many children who would use the computer other than for assignment researching and gaming. You're the first child I know who wants to be a writer..."
The blogger blinked and looked at her hands. It was true. Most children would prefer doing other things. Even Alex preferred holding a paintbrush to a pen if she had a choice. Jasper was far more interested in the software applications on the computer than games, but Scarlet was only interested in the word document whenever she touched a laptop. Perhaps in the eyes of an adult, she was weird for having such a boring hobby.
"I just like reading and writing helps me get some of the things I couldn't say off my chest. I don't know who I can tell or talk to, but I just wish that someone in this big world can pick it up and read what I have to say. I'm not very good at communication..."
The editor put the script down and looked at the girl with seriousness. No wonder Wilmer was so worried about her. "Is there something you'd like to talk about then? I can listen to what you have to say..." she offered.
The feeling of having nobody to talk to about problems can really eat away at one's happiness. For a girl as young and as intelligent as Scarlet, this must be a really heavy burden to bear alone. Debbie didn't know what happened to Scarlet for her to be so guarded, but she heard bits and pieces of Scarlet's background from the CEO. The governess could only imagine what was going through this sweet child's mind while it all happened.
Scarlet made no attempt to say more and had her eyes downcast the whole time as if she was afraid of making eye contact. Debbie took the cue and didn't push any further. Instead, she changed her approach.
Scarlet was tense when Debbie reached for her bag. She didn't know what her tutor wanted when she took out a new notebook that had never been used before. The governess didn't say much as she pushed it across the table to Scarlet.
"I need time to read through the story you've written but I don't want you to be idle. This is going to be our secret communication diary, I hope you can take good care of it. I have approximately about another hour or so today so while I am reading through your manuscript, I would like you to decorate the journal and write the very first entry inside."
Scarlet took the notebook and looked at it. The book was a very common and relatively cheap kind that can be bought at any bookstore. There were single lined pages on the inside and it wasn't very thick, so Scarlet could easily carry it around in her school bag. The blogger vaguely remembered using notebooks like this back when she was in Keyman International for penmanship classes. Her teacher used to call it a Jotter Book. But the one Debbie passed her looked slightly nicer. It had a blank cover page made out of recycled pulp and had a lovely rough texture to the brown colour. It was clearly a product made by a company that believed in recycling. That gave Scarlet an inspiration and she asked permission to leave the room in search of decoration materials.
While Debbie appeared neutral on the surface, she was internally ecstatic about Scarlet's willingness to participate in the communication book. The tutor nodded and Scarlet hopped off her chair to find Claire. The penthouse might not have the materials she needed, but that shouldn't be a problem. Alex was quite the artist, so she could borrow the glue and colouring supplies she needed later.
"Claire," Scarlet knocked on the door to the kitchen. The maid was busy preparing ingredients for dinner when she heard a soft voice from the doorway.
"Hello Scarlet, how can I assist you?" the head maid quickly put away the carrots for the chef who was coming in ten minutes. It was rare for Scarlet to request anything from her so the head maid was slightly curious.
"Can I go downstairs for a little? I'll be back. This is for my classwork now with Ms Connor."
Claire was a little surprised. What kind of classwork would require Scarlet to go downstairs? 
"Why do you need to go downstairs? What kind of classwork has Ms Connor given you?"
Scarlet blushed a little and played with the end of her long side braid. "It's something I wanted to do, it's not really necessary. If it's too troublesome then I'll find another way to get it done. I'm sorry for disturbing you while you're very busy..."
Claire quickly denied it and held the girl by her hands before kneeling down to look at Scarlet who had her eyes to the floor.
"Look at me, Scarlet. I'm not angry or annoyed. I can make time for it, don't worry too much. I was just curious as to what kind of assignment it was. You don't usually enjoy going outside after all..."
Scarlet stole a peek at the serious maid's expression and looked around a little before leaning in to whisper her plans.
Claire smiled and ruffled the blogger's hair when she heard that. "I see. In that case, I shall have Sue or Tina to accompany you. I will also inform Mr Wilde about it just in case, if it's alright with you."
Scarlet brightened up at that and nodded before leaving to find her outdoor shoes. Claire watched the girl run off and reached for her phone. This new governess was making big waves and the head maid wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing.
Still, if Scarlet was happy, then it's fine. That was all that mattered to her.
Claire waited for the phone to stop ringing and wondered how Mr Wilde would react to the good news. Debbie Connor might just be the lady who knew how to pull Scarlet out from that deep and dark hole she dug for herself.
[1] *Aristocats - it's an old Disney movie, you can Google it up.


At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

Note: Slow progress. Talks of some darker topics in life eg: Depression, PTSD, adoption and acceptance.

Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story.

You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy.

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"I think we need to reassess our understanding of their strategy…"
"Hmm… What exactly are they up to?"
When Doomsday Assault and Final Assault came across the partially undressed headless body and the pulp of meat that was not far away, they were overwhelmed by panicked confusion. Doomsday Assault asked, "If the human head earlier was to scare us, what is the purpose of all this?"
"Do you think it's possible that…" Final Assault's tone started to assume a weird change. "… after they decapitated the man, they split up temporarily? Flashes of Sword carried the man's head back to place it where we found it, and the other…"
He paused to glance at the menu. "… called Feng Bujue stayed behind and did something to this dead body?"
"Is the man insane?" Doomsday Assault questioned. "But didn't Thriller Paradise set some kind of limitation to actions that desecrate dead bodies. What could he have done?"
"How would I know?" Final Assault replied. "I'm just attempting a guess. Perhaps we've misunderstood everything. They were probably being very thorough when they searched the body."
"I hope you're right…" Doomsday Assault swallowed his saliva. These two from Zombie Blade felt great terror looming over their hearts. This cast a bigger shadow on them compared to when they saw the decapitated head.
But their expressions were as unaffected as before, and that could be explained by 'that medicine' that they mentioned…
As Flashes of Sword had said, the members of Zombie Blade were known to cheat. It was too far to call them the cancer within the industry. They merely had their own way of approaching things.
In the film industry, for example, an unknown scriptwriter could have spent more than ten years to write his script and find sponsor before finally producing a product, and the film might gross about five times his investment.
But for another scriptwriter who had some connections, he could spend several months coming up with a passable script, finding a few famous actors to be in his movie, and coming up with a topic-worthy promotion to get the people into the cinema. Similarly, he would be able to earn quite a bit from the box office.
The profit earned by these two would be the same in the end, the difference being that the former might garner some reputation while the latter would be overwhelmed by negative reviews. Ultimately, though, human beings are forgetful creatures. When the former disappeared from the public eye to focus on his writing, the later would continue to produce similarly horrible films every year, but he would end up with the same amount of income each year.
This example could be used in any other industry. In this world, to achieve a goal, there was more than one way to do it. In fact, after one removed the manacle of morality or principles, the choices opened up even more.
Zombie Blade gaming studio had provided immense contributions to the gray area of online gaming. Speaking of finding loopholes and exploitable bugs, they were even more of an expert compared to bigger names like Brahman. Of course, even though this was what Zombie Blade specialized in, they still lagged behind Regulation. After all, Regulation was the top dog in the industry, and a studio that depended on alternative methods like Zombie Blade could not be counted as the top in the industry.
However, they managed to flourish in their own way. To be frank, everyone's goal was earning money. Reputation, what was that? This world was a realistic one. As long as there was money, there would naturally be people who came to ask for one's service.
The players and workers at Zombie Blade did not even have a contract with the studio. Instead, most of them signed the cooperation through a third party, so when there was a legal altercation, it would be easier to push the blame around. At worst, the company would dissolve, and they would rise again under a different name.
If they were already doing that in the real world, one could imagine how much worse they were in-game. Zombie Blade had a team that specialized in writing cheats. In most of the games that they had been involved in, they even sold the cheats to other players.
In such 'exhaustible' games, they did not mind if their accounts were banned. Since most of such games were free to play and pay to win, the gaming company's goal was to earn as much money before the hype blew over. Therefore, they did not limit IDs from registering accounts, and one person could register many accounts. Thus, being banned was merely a formality because they could register a new account easily. One could easily understand the players' psychology; they wanted to have the most fun and win the most battles. For that, the way to do it was to throw money against other players. Instead of wasting the money on the gaming company, they might as well they spend it on cheats. It brought the same amount of fun, and the money spent would be less than purchasing those limited equipment and items. They could stop whenever they felt bored.
However, in the age of the fourth photon computer, it was hard to evade discovery when using cheats. Even with the attachment of undetectable, illegal hardware, that was hard to do. As long as the gaming company and the game itself were not too trashy, cheating would eventually be discovered.
For that, Zombie Blade came up with other methods. They turned to research some illegal assistant 'software'. These kinds of software had the same purpose as cheats, but they were more like assistants in nature. For top players, they would provide little to no effect, but for normal players, the use of such tools would provide immense advantages.
Other than that, Zombie Blade had no care about their studio's reputation, which was dropping by the day, and often committed horrible acts against their competitors. Of course, they would not go after big names like Regulation and Brahman; they still knew their limits. However, against studios that were on the same scale as them, they would not hold back. Spreading untrue rumors, attacking other people's servers, those were common occurrences for them, and they had destroyed a few competition this way before.
In conclusion, those people were professional, and they had carved out a path for themselves with their own unique way of surviving.
But as the idiom goes, as high as the squirrel jumps, one day, it will fall to the ground.
Zombie Blade finally found their match in a gaming company… and the game in question was Thriller Paradise.
The game's system was flawless, and they could not cheat at all on a technical level. Therefore, they organized a secret DDOS attack on Dream Inc's server to see how powerful they were.
And… they were burned. Zombie Blade not only failed to take down Dream Inc's firewall, Dream Inc retaliated. An unknown virus leaped across numerous fake IPs and puppet CPUs to infect and destroy Zombie Blade's system.
That day, on the computers in the company building, there was a round cartoon face. It was a dirty-looking man with glasses making a mischievous laugh. "Hue hue hue…"
All the data in their hard drive was wiped, and the loss was unimaginably huge. They did not only lose their limbs—their spine was snapped.
That day, the laptop on the director's table even exploded. He had only seen something like this in the movies before. An FBI-level hacker remote-controlled the enemy's laptop to overheat its hardware and cause it to explode. He did not expect that he would be the target of such an attack in his life.
Since they were the aggressor, the members of Zombie Blade could only suffer the grievance in silence, and they did not dare scheme against Dream Inc anymore…
Then, Zombie Blade's hardware development team reached a bottleneck as well. They had tried all types of illegal attachments, but they were useless on Dream Inc's gaming hub. The technical issue was undetectable. Even if they dismantled the gaming hub, they got no closer to the truth.
This situation had not happened before. With so many technicians, they had failed to even come up with some small cheats in an online game! Was that even reasonable? Was Dream Inc secretly the country's defense agency?
Therefore, the members united their passion to break down this wall. After many meetings and a lot of research, they finally came up with the solution. Since they could not do anything to the game, they would work on the player.
'PU63' was the code for the medicine. What happened during the process of researching PU01 to PU62, no one knew. In any case, PU63 became the only advantage that Zombie Blade had in Thriller Paradise.
The complicated relationship that Zombie Blade had with a certain heartless pharmaceutical company is a topic for another time.
In any case, after a player consumed this medicine, they would enter a state called 'lucid anesthesia'. This oxymoron was actually easy to understand. One could see it as a 'state of forced calmness'.
All the research data showed that players who consumed PU63 would never have their Terror Points rise over fifty percent even in the most distressing part of the scenario. The medicine would not affect their mental acuity and would even increase their resistance toward pain and their reflexes in emergencies.
To put it plainly, this was a type of steroid given to players.
The gaming hub merely tested the player's heartbeat, pulse, and blood pressure. It did not contain the power to check for medical element, so they could use this kind of drug without worry.
Currently, only the inner members of Zombie Blade were using PU63. They were not prepared to sell this drug to the public even though the advertisement and promotion were being made already. In the next two months, this thing would probably appear on the third-party market, but that was a matter for later.
Anyhow, the duo's confidence was not baseless. With the aid of the medicine, even though they would still feel fear, the level would be dampened, at least physiologically.
With this kind of advantage and the level advantage in-game, it was normal for them to assume that they would win.
"Wait… What is that?" Final Assault said as he squatted down again. His eyes focused and discovered that there was some kind of trail on the man's tank top, which was half lifted up.
Doomsday Assault also got closer to take a look.
Final Assault lifted the shirt to get a clearer look. Just above the dead body's stomach, a sentence was carved deep into the flesh.
"Why so serious?" Doomsday Assault read the sentence and then turned to ask his teammate, "What's the meaning of this?"
"This is…" Final Assault was confused as well. Suddenly, he noticed that, around the question mark of the sentence, a metallic wire was poking out from underneath the skin. He reached out his fingers to pick at the wire, attempting to pull it out…
…
BANG!
At the same time, on the other side of the lab, Feng Bujue heard the explosion. He glanced at the menu and sighed rather disappointedly. "Sigh… we only got one…"
 


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


I took the scroll. I read it.

Or rather, I tried to read it. It was written in some kind of elven script. Which surprised me. Because I had no issue communicating thanks to the amulet. So I figured that elven script would be immediately translated too.

I handed the scroll to Elisa. She was surprised as well.

She said, "That's weird...the amulet should give you the ability to understand everything — even written text."

Then she read the scroll. And stopped speaking.

"What is it?" I asked.

Elisa's eyes were wide open. Her hands were shaking.

"What is it?" I repeated.

Anastasia took the scroll. Adjusted her monocle and read it.

Anastasia said, "This is a letter from our Queen regnant Olivia Bluestone III."

Her voice was calm and even. But her hands shook like Elisa's.

Elisa said, "So that's why you can't read it."

"Why?"

"Queen Olivia's magic far surpasses mine." She pointed at the writing. "The ink is infused with her magic. It has the highest level of magic encryption to prevent any tampering. That's why the amulet has no effect."

I said, "And what does the letter say?"

Elisa said, "She wants...she wants..." Her voice faltered.

"What does she want?"

Anastasia finished the sentence. "She wants you to give her private tutoring lessons."

I sat on one of the desks in the classroom. This classroom in the middle of the forest. The birds sang. Something rustled the bushes. Maybe a deer. Maybe a rabbit. The quiet rays of the sun brought a sense of peace to everything it touched.

Yes…this was where people belonged. Where studies could be done with joy.

Elisa said, "Kurata-sensei! Let's leave at once."

"Why?"

"Why?! When Queen Olivia requests something, you give it to her at once."

"Why are you so afraid of her?"

Elisa breathed in. Breathed out. Some kind of horror on her face.

It was Anastasia who answered. "Queen Olivia has the strongest magic among all elves."

"How do you know that for sure?" I asked.

Anastasia said, "We use a democratic voting system to decide on major laws and social changes. But we don't use a voting system to choose our leaders."

"Then what system do you use?"

Anastasia said, "The toughest job requires the toughest job interview. We choose our leader by picking out the elves with the strongest magic, putting them in an arena, have them fight to the death and the last elf standing will be crowned king or queen."

So basically these elves have the Hunger Games instead of democratic elections. Sounds pretty solid.

Anastasia said, "And right now it is the Bluestone family holding the throne"

I turned to Elisa.

I said, "Elisa, can you write a response for me?"

She nodded.

I said, "Tell Queen Olivia Bluestone III that if she wants to learn English, she is welcome to join our daily class in this forest."

Elisa and Anastasia looked at me like I was insane.

Elisa said, "Y-You can't d-do -"

Anastasia said, "You'll die."

I picked up the lesson materials and tucked them under my arm.

I said, "Elisa, write that and send it back please. That is my final word. I'll see you later."

-------------------

After dinner, I took a shower and got to work in my bedroom. Still had to prepare tomorrow's lesson. Let's see, what should I have them do? It's still too early for grammar. I should continue to focus on vocabulary and basic phrases. With Netflicks they should be able to naturally learn more advanced sentence structures.

Hmmm…but I should be careful. The class is getting larger and with larger numbers comes a greater risk of some students falling behind. I should find out which students need more help.

OK. Tomorrow I will give them their first mini quiz. That'll show me who needs more help.

Someone knocked on my door.

Elisa popped her head in.

She said, "Kurata-sensei, can we talk?"

"Sure."

She closed the door behind her. Sat down on my bed. Put her laptop beside her. A pensive silence. Her face said she was thinking something. I waited.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"I'm thinking that your system for choosing a leader, as bloody as it is, might actually be better than voting for one. At least compared to what has been happening in my world recently."

I imagined Abe, Trump, Obama and Merkel in an arena, each with a sword in their hands. The United Nations General Assembly would be like the Roman Colosseum.

I looked at Elisa. She wasn't her usual energetic self. She seemed rather down. Her ears dropped like a palm tree leaf.

"And what are you thinking?" I asked.

She looked at me. "Why are you so against teaching Queen Olivia?"

I took a deep breath. I sat down next to her.

I said, "I'm just against class division in education."

"Class division? What do you mean?"

"In my world, there are public schools and private schools. The kids of wealthy parents often go to private schools, get better teachers, better books, better classrooms and in the end most of them will go to high-ranking universities and get a brand name degree from a brand name university and then a high paying job. The poorer students will go to public schools, which don't nearly have the same resources and more students to teach, get worse grades, go to a third-rate university and have lower chances of getting good jobs."

I pointed at the books and papers on my desk.

"The starting line is decided in the classroom. And giving wealthy students special treatment creates an uneven playing field. This is class division. And I don't like that. At least within the borders of the classroom, I refuse to bow down to those with money and power."

Elisa tilted her head. "Hmm...I don't really get it, but you're speaking with great conviction."

I shrugged.

"Kurata-sensei, there is something else I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

She handed her laptop to me.

"My laptop is broken. Can you fix it?"

"I'll take a look."

"Thank you!"

She got off the bed and quickly left the room. Like she was running away.

I opened the laptop.

There were countless pop-up ads on the screen. Women in suggestive poses. Ads that invite you to download special software. Ads that promised pills with superpowers.

Every time I try to close these ads, they pop-up again.

"ELISA!! WHAT KIND OF WEBSITES YOU BEEN LOOKING AT?!"

"I was just curious, Kurata-sensei!"

I heard her door slam.

Sigh..this is going to be difficult to fix.

 Lampu otomatis berbasis bluetooth dan android

1. Lampu Otomatis berbasis Arduino, Bluetooth.

2. Sebuah alat yang dapat menyalakan lampu secara otomatis, dioperasikan oleh Android melalui bluetooth yang disambungkan dengan Arduino. Alat ini menggunakan sensor suara dari android melalui bantuan software Boarduino. Selain dengan suara lampu juga bisa dinyalakan melalui pesan ataupun melalui push yang tersedia di software Boarduino.

3. Latar Belakang Manfaat Alat  Dapat menyalakan lampu tanpa harus menggunakan sakelar.  Dapat mengontrol lampu dari jauh.  Dapat menyalakan lampu secara paralel.  Dapat menyalakan lampu secara seri.  Dapat mematikan lampu secara paralel.  Dapat mematikan lampu secara seri. Pada jaman modern ini, teknologi sangat dibutuhkan terutama dalam membantu pekerjaan sehari-hari. Lampu adalah hal yang sering dijumpai baik itu di rumah, tempat kerja, dan fasilitas umum lainnya. Menyalakan lampu menggunakan sebuah kontrol akan lebih mudah dibandingkan dengan menggunakan sakelar. Android adalah sebuah perangkat yang sering digunakan, menyalakan lampu menggunakan Android akan mempermudah pekerjaan sehari-hari.

4. Sumber Ide  http://www.boarduino.web.id/2015/02 /menyalakan-lampu-dengan- perintah-suara.html?m=1  http://www.boarduino.web.id/2015/02 /menyalakan-lampu-dengan- android.html?m=1  https://youtu.be/E83HrsQWvH8  https://youtu.be/KigyBNkLATY

5. Alat dan Bahan Arduino Uno R3 Bluetooth Module HC-05 Relay PCB Lampu Pijar 5W Steker Smartphone Android Fitting Lampu Kabel Jumper Akrilik

6. Flow Chart

7. Langkah Pengerjaan  Studi Literatur.  Perancangan alat.  Pembuatan program.  Penujian perangkat.  Analisa dan evaluasi  Pembuatan rancang bangun  Finishing  Penyusunan Laporan

8. Wiring

9. Listing Program

10. Modifikasi

11. Langkah Pengujian Langkah Pengujian  1. Gunakan sensor suara, push button, dan pesan pada android untuk menyalakan lampu.  2. Beri keterangan apakah lampu dapat menyala pada jarak dan keadaan tertentu.

12. Data Pengujian  Sensor suara Keterangan : √ = Lampu menyala x = Lampu tidak menyala Jarak (m) Kondisi Terhalang tembok Tidak terhalang Lampu 1 Lampu 2 Semua lampu Lampu 1 Lampu 2 Semua lampu 1 √ √ x √ √ x 3 √ √ x √ √ x 5 √ √ x √ √ x 10 √ √ x √ √ x 15 x x x √ √ x 20 x x x √ √ x 25 x x x √ √ x 30 x x x x x x 35 x x x x x x

13. Data Pengujian  Push Button Android Keterangan : √ = Lampu menyala x = Lampu tidak menyala Jarak (m) Kondisi Terhalang tembok Tidak terhalang Lampu 1 Lampu 2 Semua lampu Lampu 1 Lampu 2 Semua lampu 1 √ √ √ √ √ √ 3 √ √ √ √ √ √ 5 √ √ √ √ √ √ 10 √ √ √ √ √ √ 15 x x x √ √ √ 20 x x x √ √ √ 25 x x x √ √ √ 30 x x x x x x 35 x x x x x x

14. Data Pengujian  Pesan Text Keterangan : √ = Lampu menyala x = Lampu tidak menyala Jarak (m) Kondisi Terhalang tembok Tidak terhalang Lampu 1 Lampu 2 Semua lampu Lampu 1 Lampu 2 Semua lampu 1 √ √ √ √ √ √ 3 √ √ √ √ √ √ 5 √ √ √ √ √ √ 10 √ √ √ √ √ √ 15 x x x √ √ √ 20 x x x √ √ √ 25 x x x √ √ √ 30 x x x x x x 35 x x x x x x

15. Analisis Dari hasil percobaan yang telah kami lakukan sebelumnya, lampu bisa dinyalakan dengan android jika jarak android dan bluetooth 20m itupun dengan kondisi tidak terhalang apapun, jika ada penghalang seperti tembok lampu akan menyala pada jarak 10m. Dari hasil percobaan didapat bahwa lampu tidak bisa menyala bersamaan jika menggunakan sensor suara, itu dikarenakan adanya script program yang kurang dan bermasalah.

16. Kesimpulan  Arduino Uno dapat menjadi pengontrol dalam percobaan ini, bergantung dari script program yang telah dibuat pada IDE.  Perangkat dapat berfungsi sesuai dengan apa yang diharapkan, meskipun masih mempunyai kelemahan.  Android dan bluetooth akan sulit tersambung jika terhalang tembok.  Datasheet alat sangat diperlukan dalam melakukan percobaan.

17. RAB No. Nama Alat Jumlah Harga 1 Arduino Uno R3 1 Rp. 125.000,- 2 Bluetooth Module HC-05 1 Rp. 85.000,- 3 Jumper Male secukupnya Rp. 15.000,- 4 PCB 1 Rp. 9.000,- 5 Relay 5V 2 Rp. 14.000,- 6 Lampu 220V 2 Rp. 10.000,- 7 Fitting Lampu 2 Rp. 22.000,- 8 Akrilik 3 (30x30) Rp. 90.000,- 9 Smartphone Android 1 - Jumlah Rp. 370.000,-

18. Daftar Pustaka  http://www.boarduino.web.id/2015/02/menyalakan-lampu-dengan-perintah- suara.html  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KigyBNkLATY  http://tutorkeren.com/artikel/tutorial-smartphone-android-dapat-dijadikan-saklar- untuk-kontrol-lampu-rumah.htm  http://rohmadi.my.id/2013/07/07/memulai-belajar-arduino-uno-mengenal-arduino- uno-bag-1/



A certain university, Newly built office building, In a single private office room.

Sound of the ticking of the clock and sound of friction between pen & paper made the otherwise quiet room feel is not unoccupied.

Too many books and documents are scattered on the office desk, but they do not look unorganized or misplaced.

They are spread out like a huge map or mathematical formula pieced together to create a solution of certain problems as a whole.

What is interesting it can be observed from the sitting position fairly easily from any angle of vision.

A hardworking young adult can be seen sitting on his desk chair while writing on white notebook diligently.

Writing what? Do you think code word?! Heh he!! Do you think everyone is like you?

He is an honest and cultured gentleman believe it or not. Let him work for a while more, and it will be finished for today.

Work and rest made it so dull. No time in wasting watching movies. Holiday trip or study trip? Forced to make a choice. Novel, anime, comics all became childhood fantasy.

Sitting in an office room, the grumpy chair made my whole back stiff.

Ahh! Life is not full of fun anymore.

Finished learning all professional knowledge required for student life, and then studying become boring.

As an aspiring teacher I started to feel how to live life as teacher.

You say how? Simple, become a teaching assistant. And once the choice is made it will definitely become a teacher if successful.

If you ask me to share my opinion for my few years of experience, I will say, teaching is not an easy job. Not all people can do this job properly.

But being a teaching assistant is a lot easier, and tiring job I am telling you.

Then why do this job? Because I am not stupid. Surprised by the answer, well don't be. 

Its very smooth for people like me to get success in life this way. What type people? 

Obviously genius in their studies whose expenditures all covered by the scholarships of different varieties.

So, to survive without a legacy or rich background, I had to do something to be recognized and respected.

What will be easier than the teaching profession for a doctoral student like me.

It will earn high pay and social connections to get ahead for my dream of secure life.

But one day I felt it is necessary to use my genius to make my life as comfortable as it can be.

You know human desire for laziness never ends. 

So, for half a year I have been trying to compile a software that can be used as a problem solving program.

The software will use all top and a high utility software on the market to build its source code.

What intellectual property barriers?? Ha, I don't give damn.

Not like I sell it for profit, infringing, so many patents will definitely get me to jail.

I am making it for fun, and for my job, so, I won't have to scour the library or the internet at every turn.

Well, it will be like the castrated version of AI without independent thinking but infinite execution ability.

What suspicious or doubtful of its infinite capability. No don't doubt it because theoretically It's possible.

Just give this program enough processing power and stable energy resources, Viola?! All your problems have a solution.

Not really, the information must be connected to internet for the program to get access of it.

So, beware guys I will know all about you if you are reading this. Just kidding, I don't enough time waste on this.

Now where was I? Ah! The software will be finished compiling today. After a tiring day of work and study, I am going home.

Despite being exhausted I am in good spirit. On reaching home, I took a relaxing bath then ate my dinner.

I don't even remember what I ate. My mind was preoccupied by finishing the last part of my software.

Now sitting in front of my computer as my fingers tap on the keyboard writing last part of the code.

And just finished writing it.

Hoo!! At last completed. From tomorrow, I won't have to work so damn hard anymore. 

Let's select what series to chase, Ok this that choose a fine fat. Hm, fine it's you are selected. I will talk about it later.

Now it's time to start it up. Hey, no wait I forgot name the program. At least it deserves to have its own name on its birthday.

Seriously though, what should I name it? It won't be used for commercial purposes, so don't have to consider a marketable name.

Thinking about it, I won't have a sweat for finding a suitable name. Use my own naming strategy and be done with it.

Yeh!! What a tempting thought. When it has been born, I will say, hey baby what a great name you have just like my own.

Without further ado, the naming ceremony begins. Let's name it "Nik Solution" and confirm its start button.

Welcome to "NIK SOLUTION." This message popped up after opening the software interface.

Cheers!! I succeeded.

Phew!! I wipe a nonexistent sweat from my forehead and my whole body & spirit became relaxed.

Now what would be the first task given to you?! Get some work done? No how could I be so boring.!? Something entertaining then.

Six months of hard deserve some compensation and rewards. Then choose my favorite.

Ok, 'Solution Nik' execute.

Task code name- "Harry Potter"

Task goal - "Get everything entertaining about "Harry Potter Universe. "'

Start execution confirms.

Beep ! Beep ! Beep ! Sounded a mechanical noise.

What happened? Is it malfunctioning?! Should it not? So, what's the reason.

Shit! Shit! How can I be so careless? I totally forgot to add restriction clause to the task execution criteria in my excitement.

A heatwave coming from my desktop computer like a volcano. It may stop working and catch fire any time.

I stood up from my chair to unplug the power supply by disconnecting plug from the socket.

Loosing power supply everything return to normal, I take a sigh of relief. But it does not last long.

Last thing I see before loosing consciousness is the computer's power turned on automatically and software running is codes backwards and huge shock wave hit me.




And then boom!!!




A university teaching assistant transmigrating in the body of professor Severus Snape in Harry Potter. He thought that
"My teachng skill may bring great help to students of Hogwarts. "



But standing in front of the mirror he was dumbfounded. He is just a little kid going to Hogwarts three years later and will be come first year student.

"Maybe its for greater good I won't have to follow plot just to survive. I can forge my own path, not just some potion professor known as half-blood prince. Atleast become a king to justify this golden chance."

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