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kuch dino mein mere exams start hone wale the. aur maine ab tak kuch bhi padhai nahi ki thi. kuch text books bhi kharidni bachi thi!.. haha mujhe itna padhai mein interest nahi hai!!!. main books lene store par pahunchi toh waha mujhe textbook nahi mili, wha ke dukandar ne bataya ke yaha se kuch dur pr ek bookshop hai waha aapko sari kitabein mil jaengi. ab exams ke liye padhna tha toh ab itna aur chalna pada, kaash maine pehle hi pdhai shuru karli hoti.
      Jab main shop par pahunchi toh waha par koi nazar nahi aaraha tha, maine aawaz lgai toh ek lamba chauda, gora ladka aaya. aur....
ye wahi tha jo mujhe usdin baarish mein mila tha aur mujhe dekh kar bhag gaya tha. mujhe dekhte hi wo waha se chla gaya, aur koi buzurg aae aur pucha "bolo beta, kya chahiye aapko?"
"uncle, mujhe chemistry ki textbook chahiye, aapke paas hai?"
"ha beta hai, ruko main abhi deta hu"
aur unhone ne aawaz lgai "Sidharth, zara t.y. chemistry sheth publication ki textbook lana whi hogi!"
"ha dad laya"
wo book lekr aaya apne dad ko pakda kar jldi jldi mein wapas andar chala gaya. main book lekr waha se chali aai
'na jane kyun wo aise mujhe dekh dekh kar bhag raha hai? kya wo mujhe janta hai? kyu mujhse aise bhag raha hai?'

"—damaged, selfish, conceited, obsessive thug." The girl finished her tirade and glared at Ajax, panting.
Ajax leaned on his open locker door and looked down at his fingers. He'd been ticking off the insults. "We're almost at jerk bingo," he said. He glanced up, met the furious gaze of his ex-girlfriend. "Let's see," he said musingly. "Oh yes." He cleared his throat. "Meredith, what was it, a week ago? When you were telling me how desperately you loved me? And now this? Wouldn't you call it kind of... crazy?"
For a minute he thought he'd succeeded in making her lose what remained of her dignity. But she drew herself up, brushed her hair away from her face and said calmly, "Three weeks ago. And I call it closure. Enjoy being miserable and lonely, Ajax." She turned and stalked back to her friends, who gave her triumphant fist pumps.
"Those aren't even on the jerk bingo card!" he called after her, then slammed his locker door shut.
"Wow. What did you do to her?" said one of the guys a few lockers down. Ajax didn't answer as he slung his ragged canvas backpack over his shoulder. <Dumped her as soon as she started to act like what we had was more than fun and games>, he didn't say, even though it was true. "I have to get to my job," he said instead. "I'll tell you about it tomorrow. Use your imagination until then."
It wasn't just an excuse. Meredith's 'closure' had made him late for his job. He slipped out the side entrance of the high school, so he wouldn't run into any of Meredith's friends who wanted to pick up where she left off. Jerk bingo was always fun, but he wasn't in the mood to deal gracefully with any more girls.
He jogged over to the hardware store where he worked, where he was met by his surprised manager.
"Ajax. Didn't you get my message?"
Ajax narrowed his eyes. "No."
"I left you a message yesterday, man. We had to cut your hours. You don't have a shift today."
"What the hell? Why?"
His manager shrugged. "Times are hard, dude. We had to cut some hours somewhere, and you're still a kid. Some of us here have families to support." He tried to clap Ajax on the shoulder, but Ajax jerked away. "At least you still have some hours."
"Yeah. Thanks," muttered Ajax.
Outside the store again, he fished out his phone and looked at it. It wouldn't turn on, even though he knew the battery was charged. Great. But what could really be expected from a cheap hand-me-down from his father? And his father had probably gotten it from Leo, his scummy 'business partner' and housemate first.
He'd needed those hours. Most of the time, he had to buy his own clothes and his own food. He kept the food in his own fridge, too, because otherwise his father and Leo ate up whatever was in the kitchen fridge and relied on him to replace it. Just yesterday, Ajax had forgotten to lock his room and Leo had stolen Ajax's last box of pizza rolls. Only after he'd shared it out among his cronies did he bother to go out to buy groceries for the kitchen fridge. Ajax never opened that fridge if he could help it; Leo's smirking glee and his dad's attempts to guilt trip him were too much to bear.
Ajax's long strides had taken him halfway across the parking lot away from the hardware store before something ripped on his back, and his notebooks and gear spilled out of a new hole in his canvas bag. The wind gusted and papers blew around him.
Ajax let the bag slide off his shoulder, staring down at the mess of his life blowing away. It was too much. He kicked a textbook so it sailed across the parking lot, and a notebook until it vomited sketches into the wind. He stared at the drawing of Meredith that fluttered by, then started ripping pages out of the rest of his notebooks and crumpling them up. Finally he took his cellphone and hurled it after the textbook, hearing the skitter of shattering plastics with immense satisfaction.
Then he left, no longer weighed down by school, by a girlfriend, by a phone that didn't work. If his boss had glanced out the front window of the hardware store while Ajax was making a mess, he might not be weighed down by a job anymore, either. He'd strained a muscle in his leg kicking the textbook so hard, but whatever. He just didn't care.
He limped over to the nearest bus stop and caught the 181 across town, where he bought himself dinner at a greasy spoon. He found himself doodling faces on the napkins while he waited for his food: his aunt, his grandmother, his mother. When he realized he was drawing Meredith again, he tossed the pen aside.
After Ajax ate, his leg still ached and he wasn't ready to go home and face Leo and his Dad. Not today. So he headed over to the 8th Street Bridge, which was a place he always found conducive to brooding. Had Meredith used brooding in jerk bingo? He couldn't remember.
On his way there, he realized somebody was trailing him. A tall girl, with short pale hair, one he'd never seen before. And he would have noticed if he had, because she seemed kind of hot from the glimpse he got when he jinked to get a better look. Only a glimpse, because she stepped into an alley.
But when he started moving again, there she was again.

Ajax Holdren didn't think his life could get much worse, until a pretty girl with a sword decided to fight a monster right outside his house. But it turns out the monster is after him, and she's what passes for a guardian angel.

They call themselves Nightlights, and they use the remains of alien technology-- and magical swords-- to fight the living darkness that preys on sentient life. They live in a tower discovered by humanity a thousand years ago via portals controlled by the tower itself. And the very best Nightlights are young adults. Most of them begin the training as children...

Once Ajax meets Natalie, he can't go back, can't pretend the monsters aren't there. The power awakened inside him-- and his own relentless need for a place-- drives him forward. But stepping through that portal takes him into a alien world, where the walls talk and the sun never shines, and humankind's worst enemy isn't the monsters who stalk the street but the people who make them.

For the fifth, sixth, and seventh days, Su Yang continued his experiment. He ambushed Old Sixth Liu for a little over a week, and finally, the older man finally gave in!
He had to since he could not find Su Yang on his own. Whenever he had men with him, Su Yang never appeared. However, whenever he was alone or left with a few of his men, Su Yang would jump out and beat him up.
He could not defeat Su Yang or hide from him for some reason. After being beaten up for over a week, Old Sixth Liu was injured all over.
He was a gangster that everyone stayed away from, but now, with his injuries all over, anyone who saw him would pity him. Those who heard of his encounter would even shed a tear.
Su Yang also gained a reputation for himself in the neighborhood.
Everyone knew that he was a fierce university student who could locate his target every time and take revenge for the slightest grievance.
Under such circumstances, Old Sixth Liu had to swallow his misery. He found someone to act as a peacemaker and even invited Su Yang to dinner besides giving him a red envelope of 888 yuan as a token of apology.
After giving the token of apology and inviting Su Yang to dinner, Old Sixth Liu completely gave in and acknowledged his mistake.
On the other hand, after beating Old Sixth Liu up for so many days and not even triggering a mission, Su Yang was discouraged. Since he got the money and had already vented his emotions at the poor man, he did not want to get tangled up with Old Sixth Liu anymore.
After all, his priority should be completing the system's mission to acquire points and continue developing himself.
As for Old Sixth Liu, if the man learned his lesson, Su Yang would simply let him go. However, if Old Sixth Liu caused any more trouble in the future, he would come back and beat him up again. Maybe then, he could trigger another mission.
Su Yang also needed an opportunity to change his life for the better. Other than getting the [Fruit-loving Pen] from his point-adding experiment, he also got a gold bank card which could be sold for a lot of money.
However, he had been doing research for the past week and had yet to find a reliable gold buyer. He needed a relatively safe place to convert the piece of gold bank card into cash, but before he could, Chu Xia came calling.
In the past week, Chu Xia had been messaging Su Yang via WeChat to urge him to go to class, but he knew that Old Sixth Liu was waiting for him at the campus entrance, so he forced himself to stay back.
This time, Chu Xia called him directly and told him not to skip class anymore. She had been covering for him for a week and could barely do it anymore. If Su Yang continued to be absent, he would be in big trouble.
Therefore, after skipping classes for a week, given Chu Xia's urgent reminder, Su Yang finally went back to campus.
The first class of the new week was Modern History Essentials of Huaxia, the class that Su Yang had skipped last week. The lecturer of this class was Mr. Zhou, and all the students called him Old Zhou behind his back.
Old Zhou was a middle-aged man nearing his 50s. He had the patience of an old man and a serious bearing apart from a balding hairstyle.
Su Yang reached the lecture five minutes before the class started, but Old Zhou was already there. 
When Old Zhou saw Su Yang walking in, he signed the young man to stop. "You're Su Yang, aren't you?"
Su Yang paused and greeted his lecturer, "Sir."
Old Zhou grunted in acknowledgment and nodded. He picked up his thermal flask, softly blew it, and took a sip before asking, "I didn't see you in my last class."
Su Yang was stunned. 'Did Old Zhou take attendance in the last class? I didn't hear anything from Chu Xia.'
With that in mind, he switched his gaze to Chu Xia, who was already in class, but before she could respond, Old Zhou beat her to it. He covered his thermal flask and said, "No need to look at her. I didn't take attendance during my last class. I just simply noticed you."
Goosebumps exploded all over Su Yang's body. Being noticed by a middle-aged man was not exactly a pleasant feeling.
Old Zhou slightly pushed his glasses up and said, "I remember that you didn't bring your textbook for a few classes, am I right?"
After he heard what Old Zhou said, Su Yang could not help but think of the textbook, the Modern History Essentials of Huaxia, which had grown in size due to his failed attempt at adding points. It was currently in his room as decoration. 
He scratched his head and said, "Mr. Zhou, I can't take it out."
Old Zhou grunted. "Did your textbook fly away or grow legs and run away? How can you not bring it out?"
A quick thought later, Su Yang decided to be honest since no one would believe him. "It grew in size. It's almost as tall as me and a meter wide, so I really can't bring it out." He even extended his arms to show how big the book was.
Their conversation at the podium attracted some attention from the other students.
After they heard Su Yang's excuse, the students could not help but giggle with their hands covering their mouths. Everyone took pleasure in Su Yang's misfortune and thought that he was giving the lamest excuse possible.
Old Zhou placed his thermal flask on the table as he heaved a heavy breath that made his beard flutter slightly while he widened his eyes at Su Yang. "Your book has grown in size? Why don't you make your d*ck grow too?"
Su Yang awkwardly cleared his throat. He criticized in his heart, 'If I could make mine bigger, I would have. No man would complain about his own d*ck being bigger...'
Old Zhou thought that Su Yang realized his mistake after the young man kept quiet. He looked at his watch and it was almost time for class, so he waved at Su Yang and said, "Okay, I'm not asking a lot from you. You just need to take down all the lecture notes from that class and hand it to me tomorrow. Otherwise, I assure you that you will fail this subject this semester."
"Sir…" Su Yang looked bitter. He was in university. Who took notes down in a lecture without any reason? Even if someone did, it would not be the notes of the Modern History Essentials of Huaxia since the semester test was an open-book test.
"Don't 'sir' me. Remember to find me tomorrow and bring your textbook to the next class." After that, Old Zhou picked up his lecture notes and looked at the rest of the class, "Class starts now!"
Su Yang helplessly sat down in an empty seat as the class began.
This was an unexpected disaster! Was this karma for beating Old Sixth Liu too hard?
Should he beat the man up again to even out the number since two negatives made a positive?!
As the class carried on, Su Yang quietly asked several of his classmates for lecture notes to copy while Old Zhou was busy writing on the blackboard, but he did not get any.
It was not because of his poor connection, but no one had taken notes of the lecture.
In the end, after the class ended, Su Yang finally got some help from a straight-A student outside the classroom.
He held that thick notebook in his hand as mixed feelings rumbled in his heart. 
'As expected of a straight-A student! He took down so many notes for an open-book test! If it were other subjects, would his notes be thicker than the textbook itself?!'
After he got the notes that he sought, Su Yang hoisted his bag and headed home.
As he walked home, he could not help but ponder about the research he had done on the gold buyers in the past few days. There were actually several ways to find a trustworthy gold buyer.
The easiest and safest way was to sell the gold at some famous jewelry chain store such as Gong Tai Fook or Gong Sang Sang[1], but the famous jewelry chain stores would only buy back their own gold jewelry and they required a receipt and a complete proof of purchase. Su Yang could never sell his gold bank card there.
The gold buyers who did not need proof of purchase would be the typical pawn shops, private goldsmiths, house-to-house buyers, or internet buyers. However, after much research, he realized that all the house-to-house buyers and internet buyers were all scams whereby he might even lose his safety and gold together.
As for the private buyers and typical pawn shops, there were many hidden costs and tricks involved. If there was no trustworthy recommendation, he would probably lose a big portion of his earnings.
He was not a local in the capital, so of course, he did not have access to such channels which put him in a difficult situation.
Just when he was troubled by his thoughts, he looked up and saw a familiar figure ahead of him.
Upon a closer look, he realized it was Chu Xia, the secretary of the class committee.
'Isn't Chu Xia living in the campus dorm? Why is she out here?'
While he was wondering, Chu Xia turned into a shop. Su Yang looked up at the shop signage: 'Fine Living Convenience Store'.
A convenience store?
There was one on the campus and another beside the campus, so why would Chu Xia come all the way here to a convenience store in Su Yang's neighborhood?
[1] Gong Tai Fook, Gong Sang Sang are names that are actually derived from real-life jewellery chain stores.


Su Yang was an average university student in Shanghai when he received a system that allowed him to add points to things. The point system provided him with missions and by clearing them, he would gain points. 
Add a point into an object, the object will receive a special ability; add a point into a plant, the plant will come alive; add points on himself, he will get talents or superpowers.
With the mysterious point system in hand, Su Yang aimed to become rich and alter his fate. On his path towards success, he encountered many interesting matters and people, including famous actresses and business tycoons. Fueled by determination, Su Yang set his sight on adding points into all things to help him achieve his goal. 


There was no level restriction. I also had enough strength.

'Looks like my agility is a bit low.'

[Kang Hwi Ram, Level 1]
Dexterity : Intermediate Level 8, 13%
Strength: 72
Agility: 19
Stamina: 50
Intuition: 26
Magic: 3
Vitality: 3
Mana: 52
HP:190
Endurance: 6

Even after putting all the bonus stat points I received for establishing a new record, I was still short 2 points.


It didn't matter. I just had to find some equipment that will boost my agility.

Of course there were weapons such as the longsword that had a higher strength requirement in return for having a lower agility requirement. If I used a weapon like that, even without supplementing my stats, my current stats would cause a strong enough attack.

However, I can guarantee that I will not be able to hunt the mutant wolves with it. No matter how strong the attack is, it doesn't mean anything if you can't hit it.

How do I know so much?

I experienced it countless times in the game. Do you know how many times I came back dead after trying to fight it with a longsword?

There's no reason to have that experience again here.
No, that can NEVER happen. If I died in the game I could revive, but if I die here once, that's it.

Of course I can't be 100% positive because I haven't died yet, but it's not like I could just try dying once as a test.

Here, it is safety first and safety second. I should rather give up on the hunt to make sure I don't die if need be. In order to do that, I need to have skills that overpower the opponent.

How?

In my current situation, there is only one method.

'Then shall I show off my money a bit?'

As with most games, Royal Roader was a game where 'pay to win' worked.
Since the system here is the same as Royal Roader, if I use a ton of money, I should be able to protect my life.

There was an item I had in mind.

"Do you have the armor set made from the skywolf leather?"

Once I said "Skywolf Armor," the weapon merchant's eyes got slightly bigger. He then immediately had an apologetic look.

"Customer. How could such an expensive armor be in a country town like this? You would need to go to somewhere like Avangarde to find one."

"Can you get it for me?"

The weapon merchant made a complicated expression. He also carefully looked at my whole body. It must have been a bit weird. I was dressed in a shabby miner outfit asking about such an expensive armor.

Plus, there were not many people who were looking for the Skywolf Armor. There wasn't any better armor in the early part of the game, but it becomes useless once you hit around level 50.

Unless you were so rich that you didn't know what to do with your overflowing money, who would try to buy an armor like that with money?

He was probably thinking I was trying to pull one on him. Make the order and then never come and actually buy it.

"If the customer wishes for it, I can go and get it right away. However you will need to pay in advance. Including a service charge, it will be 65,000,000 won."

It was the best decision for the weapon merchant to make.
But it is extremely expensive!

However, right now is not the time to save my money. I had prepared for this anyways. Wasn't that why I held off on buying the house and saved over 200,000,000 won in my inventory?

"Here you go."

The weapon merchant who received the coin made another surprised expression. He then quickly nodded his head.

"I will go get it right now. Please wait just 2 hours."
"Then I will return in 2 hours."

Next was the magic store.

The magic store was extremely huge. It made sense since they had to sell an assortment of different magic items.

There was a lot of variety even within the potions. Health, mana, antidotes, antifreeze, revives, paralyze heals...
There were so many that it could make you dizzy.

"Let me buy some health potions."
"Which ones would you like?"

Potions were divided based on performance, weakest, weak, middle, strong, strongest, and by size, small, medium, large, XL.

"50 of the small strong ones and 100 of the XL weakest ones."
"Did you say 100 XL weakest potions?"
The worker made a weird expression as if he had heard wrong.

I did make a weird order. There shouldn't be many people who use the XL weakest potions.
Of course, that's the same for me.

Then why am I buying these XL weakest potions?
It's not for me to use but to feed it to a monster. You'll eventually figure out why I need it.

"Yes. Here is the payment."

The worker placed the potions in my bag after receiving the coin.

Now to head to the sword arts school.

Once I entered through the gate, an old-fashioned instructor approached me and started to speak.

"Which sword arts would you like to learn?"
"Please give me the twin blade sword art."
"Twin blade sword arts are very hard to learn. In addition, there are no instructors in Titan Valley who can teach you the twin blade sword arts."

It didn't matter. I know an instructor who can teach it to me.
Plus, I already know the method to quickly learn the twin blade sword arts. It's something only I know and a method only I can use.

What is it?
Haha, you will eventually find that out too.

"I still want to learn the twin blade sword arts. When it comes to using combos, there is nothing more effective than the twin blade sword arts."
"Then there is nothing for me to say. The textbook for twin blade sword arts is on the expensive side. It costs 17,000,000 won for a week rental."

It's not like I planned on mastering the sword art from this cheap textbook. This was just a warm up to get a proper twin blade sword art textbook.

How is a 17,000,000 won textbook cheap?

I was the strongest character in Royal Roader the game that I was even called an 'overlord.' There is no way a 17,000,000 won textbook would satisfy me.

Plus, I will be able to get a textbook that is 100 times better in the near future.
I received the textbook from the instruction.

[Basics of the Twin Blade Sword Arts]
Teaches you the 10 different basic movements of the TBSA (TL: I'm getting tired of writing this out so TBSA it is).
Duration of instruction: 7 Days

'Learn textbook!' Once I shouted, the textbook came to life.
The book had a total of 10 pages.

Every time I turned the page, the ten basic movements of the TBSA played out like a video and became ingrained in my mind.

Of course, I could not properly use any of the moves. I hadn't practiced any of them. Based on how much I practice it in the next 7 days, the percentage of completion for each movement will be different.

I put aside nine of the movements and just continuously practiced one movement: 'Continuous Slash.' The damage from each individual hit is low, but it allows you to use quick and continuous attacks and was one where you could quickly run away from the opponent's counterattack as well.

Should I call it selection and focus?
Tatataat!

Every time I swung the wooden sword against the scarecrow, the TBSA that was ingrained in my mind controlled my body. Even so, it was still pretty awkward. If I managed to make a 3 hit continuous attack, the action became abnormal and the combo stopped.

I feel like my movement is even more awkward because of the agility restriction on the cutlass. (TL: Wasn't he just using the wooden sword? He probably needs one wooden sword and the cutlass for the TBSA).
Every time that happened, the textbook in my mind fixed the incorrect movement.

'He should be back around now right?'
I matched the time and headed back to the weapon store.

The weapon merchant quickly approached me as if he had been waiting.

"Here is the item you requested."

[Skywolf's Leather Armor Set]
It is made of a skywolf's leather and the armor and pants make a full set.
Durability: 68/68
Defense: 24
Restriction: Strength 9
* Agility +27
* Special Abilities: Stealthy Movement Rank A, Evade Rank A

'Great.'

The boost to my agility was great, but I liked the special abilities even more.
Of course they weren't really good abilities. There are plenty of armors with much better abilities.

However, who cares if there are tons of armor with better abilities? With my current strength and level, there aren't many that I can wear.

Putting on the Skywolf Leather Armor raised my agility to 46 and the restriction on the cutlass disappeared as well.

I returned back to the Sword Art School and practiced the TBSA until late in the afternoon.

I finally stopped practicing around 5pm. Since it might take a bit of time to hunt the mutant wolf, I should start to head out now.

Of course I had a sense of disappointment. My time to practice the TBSA was too short. Even though I put aside nine movements and focused on one, I still felt a bit awkward with the movement. (TL: So learning this didn't increase his level, nor did it affect his stats in any way. How come he couldn't learn this first and then go find the slave trader? Would waiting 1 day have made things significantly different? Maybe we will find out tonight is the night of the full moon or something…)

But this much should be enough. The stat boost I get from the Skywolf Armor is tremendous.

'Alright, then shall we go hunt a mutant wolf? Now that I think about it, it's my first hunt in this Royal Roader.'

Of course I was both excited and nervous. The difference between hunting with a mouse and keyboard and with my own body is like heaven and hell.

'Which castle gate should I leave through?'

Outside the North and West gates were rough mountain terrains where strong monsters including the mutant wolf were plenty. On the other hand, the South and East gates were mainly full of hills, so many weak monsters including mutant chickens can be found.

Leaving through the South or East should be safer, but it might take a while to find a mutant wolf.

'Shall I go through the West gate?'

As I turned my feet towards the West gate, a bell started to suddenly ring in the sky. It was coming from the Magic Bell Tower in the center of Titan Square.

A PSA soon followed. Thanks to the magic, I heard it directly in my head.

<A Lvl 49 Monster Den has been created between the West and North gates. Residents should immediately head for safety. Militia members should report to the North Gate and priests should start to prepare a force field.
I repeat. West and North gate ...>

It was a PSA that could cause a lot of fear. Almost to the point where it feels like the world might blow up at any moment.

But the people were all calm. Even your average civilians acted like it didn't have anything to do with them and the militia members running in response to the command all looked confident as well.

Creation of Monster Dens were part of their everyday lives.

Plus, if it is a level 49 monster den, it's not even that dangerous. It means that of the monsters coming from the Demon World, the highest would be a level 49.

Of course, that is a monster that is impossible for me to hunt right now.
Even if I could, I wouldn't hunt it. If I level up past level 10, I can't enter the mines anymore.

'In the end, safety is the most important. Let's go through the South Gate.'

There was a large training ground next to the castle gate. It was an open format so you can clearly see inside.

A large group of young boys were holding wooden swords and striking scarecrows. They were trying to raise their dexterity to intermediate before stepping out of the castle gate.

I skipped that step since my dexterity had already been raised to intermediate level 8.
So I just headed straight outside the castle gate.

In that instant, I let out a gasp in admiration.

"Wow, I didn't know there were so many stars outside the castle gate!"

The natural scenery was so beautiful. It wouldn't be wrong to say it had an 'overwhelming beauty.'

Bright green grass and the multi-colored flowers with names that I don't know growing between them.

I'm sure the scenery outside the North gate was even more beautiful. The vast Titan Mountain Range is overwhelmingly beautiful even from inside the village.

I admired the scenery as I followed the path into the forest.
In the forest, there are many animals such as chickens and rabbits.
Among them, there are quite a few mutant animals as well.

The mutant animals are the ones who are affected by the power of the demon world when a monster's den is created and become monsters. Their aggression is much higher than your average animals.

But mutants under level 10 are not like that. Unless they are attacked first, they don't act like monsters at all.

That was the same reason they made the forcefield in the mines at level 10 as well.

Soon enough, I saw a mutant rabbit.

The mutant rabbit is barely level 3. Regardless of the fact that I was approaching it with a cutlass, it just casually continued to eat the grass.

I approached really close and swung the cutlass with all my might.

[17]

The damage color was green. I had successfully managed a critical hit on my first attack.

But what the!

The mutant rabbit was killed in one hit. It felt like the mutant rabbit was being killed as soon as I touched it with the cutlass.

<Your level has increased.>

Since my level was so low, I leveled up after hunting a single little mutant rabbit.

You earn 5 bonus points when you level up.
Without question, I put them all to agility.

I saw another mutant rabbit. There must be a lot of mutant rabbits in this area. They too were killed with a single hit. It was the same for the level 5 mutant chicken. They seemed to melt away whenever I touched them with the cutlass.The mutants had no chance of attacking back.

Before I knew it, I had already become level 7.

I can't raise my level anymore. I might end up getting past level 10 after hunting the mutant wolf and the monsters in the 99th tunnel.

I still have things to do in the mines.
So now it was time to catch the mutant wolf.

'Wolfie, where are you? Oh, there it is.'
I saw a mutant wolf just calmly sitting in the grass. It seemed to be enjoying a sunbath. It's beautiful fur shined brightly from the sunlight.

But the mutant wolf was not comparable to the mutant rabbit or the mutant chicken. It was a level 27 monster.

On the other hand, I was barely level 7.

Was that the reason? As I came face to face with the mutant wolf, my confidence started to disappear and instead, I felt nervous all over.

'Will I be able to hunt it? Am I doing something crazy?'

‘Royal Roader,’ the game that I ruled as an overlord was ending its service. Shit! It was my life’s only pleasure.The last day! I used all of my strength and in-game connections to defeat the final boss monster, Demon Heros.
As a reward, I earned a Marble of Wishes.
[Please state your wish.]
My wish? [Royal Roader’s renewal as reality.]
I was just joking. I really only wrote it as a joke…
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"Fine." Chihun wiped his hands on the kitchen cloth and peaked into the oven to check on it. Everything was cooking perfectly, so he turned back to Doona, who was smiling giddily on the couch like a child. "Can you go take your shower, or do you need help with that too?" Chihun folded his arms and cocked his head at Doona. She quickly rose up off the couch and blushed as she briskly paced to the bathroom.
"What are you even saying... You're not cute at all, dammit. Pervert." Doona muttered, sporadically as she marched to the bathroom; then she slammed the door and locked it loudly.
"You aren't cute either." Chihun opened a drawer and reached for his cigarette pack.

                                             ***

"They are hiring at the Grocery store where I work." Chihun yawned while he flipped through a novel. Doona turned away from her third plate to look at Chihun on the couch. When he darted his eyes to look at her, she quickly looked away. "But how will you work with your... um, condition?" Chihun flipped another page in his novel and darted his eyes back to his book.
Doona tapped the floor with her feet, as she poked a piece of fish and placed it in her mouth. "I'll-"
"Finish eating before you speak." Chihun sighed at her bad manners. Doona rolled his eyes.
"You're not my mother." Doona turned to hiss at him.
"Then don't make me act like that, stop speaking to me with your mouth full." Chihun picked up his pen and notes something on the novel. He placed it down and picked up another book. Doona was mesmerized by the way he studied, she'd never seen someone so systematic. He must be very smart, she thought, and she wouldn't have been wrong.
"Fine. How do I get the job?" Doona stuffed a spoon or rice into her mouth after speaking. 
"Resume. Submit one." Chihun tapped the cover of his textbook as he tried to recollect what his professor had said about the test he was studying for. When he remembered what it was, he marked it down in his notes and indicated the importance of the topic –with a symbol– for his test studies. He turned his face to Doona, only to meet her staring at him. "If you are this interested, you should come to class." Doona flipped her face away quickly and scoffed.
"Do you ever have fun, I'm surprised you haven't burnt out." She reached over for some orange juice.
"I'm surprised your brain hasn't rotted from all the lazying around you do." Chihun retorted at her, Doona huffed at him and stuffed a spoon of rice into her mouth.
"About the resume, I've written one. But can you still look at it, I'm sure there aren't any issues, though." Doona lightly tapped her spoon against her cup.
"Sure, but the issue remains your allergy to men. Do you plan on running away from all the men at the store?" Chihun rested his back on the couch and turned to glance at Doona. Doona's short hair was pulled up into an unflattering bun —she looked like a pineapple— but he could see the curly hair on her fair nape. She was wearing a baggy shirt with some very disturbing rabbit references on it; she also wore her knee-lengthed shorts. 
"I'm trying to fix that." Doona turned her seat around to look directly at Chihun. He turned away from her to look at the textbook in his hand. "If I'm exposed to more men, then I can get over this fear. Right?" She asked with joy in her eyes and excitement on her voice. Chihun wasn't sure what to tell her, so he just nodded and said.
"Sure." Doona wasn't impressed with his simple answer.
"I don't want to keep living like this." Doona clenched her fists as she looked solemnly down. Doona had been bullied growing up, and the trauma created an apprehension towards men but after an incident in Seoul she developed this severe anxiety. Now she couldn't be around them unless they stood far from her.
"What's the minimum distance?" Chihun asked as he flipped through his textbook, and marked the pages. Doona looked at him in confusion, so he clarified. "What's the minimum distance that you can stand close to a man?" He placed the textbook down and looked at her, but he was met with bewilderment.
"I don't know," Doona replied, and her eyes darted everywhere.
"How can you not know. Are you an idiot?" Chihun scoffed then placed the books in his hands on the coffee table. He picked up his beer and took a swig. Doona turned her chair back to face the dining table and pouted.
"I've never really measured it. How was I supposed to know that." Doona stabbed the fish on her plate and swallowed it whole. Chihun let out a tired sigh then Doona heard him get up off the couch and walk to the room. Chihun made sure to take the furthest path from her so she wouldn't get anxious. Then he walked down the hall to his bedroom and searched his drawers for something.
"Found it." Chihun walked back to the living to holding a small yellow box in his hands. "Hold the tape part, and let's measure it." Chihun pulled out a decent amount of the measuring tape and tossed it to Doona; he was still holding onto the box part, so they each had one end.
"You can't be serious." Doona picked up the measuring tape and stood from the dining chair.
"You want a job, right?" Chihun asked, and Doona nodded in agreement. "Then you need to know what distance you are comfortable with, and this is how." He walked back to make sure the measuring tape was straight, then he pointed at Doona and said. "Now walk towards me, just stop wherever is comfortable for you." Doona looked at the measuring tape in her hand and smiled uneasily at Chihun.
"I think this is good for me. Let's just go with this distance." Doona looked up at Chihun, who was not smiling at her.
"So you want to stand eight feet away from every man. Then you should go part-time somewhere else." He rolled his eyes with irritation, and Doona panicked.
"Fine, fine. Sorry." She started walking towards Chihun, and the measuring tape got shorter and shorter.
"Seven feet. Hurry up. I don't want to sleep here." Chihun yawned at her. Doona wanted to toss a plate at his head; she was trying her best. Doona walked closer, and Chihun looked at the measuring tape. "Five feet. Feeling any symptoms?" Chihun aksed, and Doona shook her head. She was surprised that she wasn't feeling anything at five feet; she always thought her minimum distance would be at least six feet. She kept walking, and Chihun called out "four feet." and Doona's stomach dropped. She looked up at Chihun, he was much closer than she thought he was before, but she still wasn't feeling her body crawl, so she took a few more steps. She looked back up at Chihun, and her stomach immediately dropped some more, her skin began to crawl, and she broke out into a cold sweat.
"I'm done, t-this is it." Her voice cracked, and she looked him in his eyes and looked away immediately.
"3.5 feet... I wasn't expecting that." Chihun looked up at her with a smile; he then looked at the measuring tape in his hand. "Maybe you're more comfortable with me?" He looked back at her inquisitively, and Doona just wanted to barf, she was too close to him, and no amount of being comfortable with him was making her feel better. 
"I doubt that. Being this close makes me queasy, can I step back?" Chihun noded when she asked, so Doona let go of the measuring tape, and it snapped back into the yellow box. Chihun walked to the kitchen counter and placed it down on the table.
"Now you know your male cringe distance." He tapped the table. "If you're smart, you could work around it at the store." Chihun turned to look at Doona; she looked very elated at his response.
"Really?" Doona clapped her hands in excitement, then she sat back into the chair to finish her food. She then picked up her empty plate and reached for the rice cooker. Chihun let out a cough, and Doona turned to look at him. Doona froze because she knew what that cough meant.
"Isn't that your third bowl of rice. What did we say about having restraint?" Chihun walked to the kitchen and placed the pots into the washing machine. Doona rolled her eyes. 
"Just one more. As a celebration for this." Doona batted her lashes at him, but Chihun pointed at the plate and snippily told her.
"Put it down, and don't forget our deal."
"Yeah, yeah, I'll come to school tomorrow." She placed her plate down and chugged the rest of her juice. Damn him, who was he to tell her to eat with restraint. "You're not my mum." She muttered, and Chihun responded.
"Then stop making me act like I am."

Jiang Yanran grabbed Ye Wanwan's elbow once she heard that, "Aren't you coming with me?"
Ye Wanwan: "…"
Why does it seem like Jiang Yanran's sticking to me more and more…
Ye Wanwan replied helplessly, "Sorry dear, I have a date tonight."
From today's observation, she thought that Chu Feng wasn't too shabby. Also, she was sure that he really liked Jiang Yanran so she didn't mind continuing to match them up together.
"Date? Are you meeting your boyfriend?"
Ye Wanwan nodded, "Mhm."
"All right then!" Jiang Yanran couldn't keep her any longer since she had a date.
Chu Feng looked at Ye Wanwan with gratitude and said, "Hello, I'm so sorry that I haven't greeted you properly. You're… a friend of Yanran's?"
"Hello, I'm Ye Wanwan." Ye Wanwan did a simple self-introduction.
Jiang Yanran continued the introduction, "Wanwan is my best friend."
Chu Feng was slightly surprised as he looked at Ye Wanwan, "So you're Ye Wanwan, I've heard a lot about you!"
Ye Wanwan chuckled softly, "Oh, I'm sure you've heard all about my bad reputation!"
Chu Feng said seriously, "It's only after meeting you that I found out you're completely different from the rumours--we can't trust them."
"You've only met me once and spoke a few words to me though? How do you know that I'm completely different from the rumours?" Ye Wanwan murmured.
"Obviously because you're Jiang Yanran's friend!" Chu Feng looked as if that went without saying.
Ye Wanwan raised her brows, "I thought you were a fool at first. I couldn't tell that you're actually quite the smooth talker!"
When Chu Feng heard that, his face turned red instantly and Jiang Yanran looked somewhat uncomfortable.
Watching these two teenagers innocently in love, Ye Wanwan inexplicably felt really old.
After she bid farewell to Jiang Yanran and Chu Feng, Ye Wanwan returned to the dorm.
After she had removed her makeup and showered, she opened her textbook.
At this time, not only did she cram the high school syllabus, she also read through the university textbook. She wasted two years of her time since she was held back in high school, so she had to get those two years back. Once she successfully entered Imperial City's media school, she was determined to skip a couple grades and finish her studies within the shortest possible time frame.
At the same time, she closely monitored the trends in the entertainment industry so she'd be able to grab hold of any opportunities that came by.
If she remembered correctly, one of the big-name actors in the entertainment industry would encounter their first extremely damaging PR crisis, resulting in them leaving the industry. The company that he was in also suffered great losses and she happened to know how to bring him back from the point of no return. If she used that opportunity wisely, that'd be a good starting point for her…
Her greatest setback in her previous life, other than Si Yehan holding her back, boiled down to the fact that she was too weak, both physically and psychologically.
After studying for some time, Ye Wanwan checked the time on her phone, closed her textbook and prepared to head to Jin garden.
Although she only said it as an excuse to Jiang Yanran so she wouldn't have to be a third-wheel, it also reminded her that she should go back and check on Si Yehan.
She had to strike when the iron's hot and use this chance while she and Si Yehan were still on good terms.
Otherwise, the effectiveness would be very low if she kept responding only when forced.
After all, she'd be graduating soon. By then, she'd be busier and many things would exceed the boundaries that Si Yehan laid out for her. If she didn't deal with Si Yehan, it'd be difficult for her to proceed.
After she left the school entrance, she bought five big meat buns from the exceptionally popular store along the way and prepared to feed them to the great devil.


“How perverted is Si Ye Han's taste? He still wants me like this?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror: explosive wig, tattoos, and demon-like makeup. Any normal person’s eyes would burn if they looked at her for more than a second.
Before her rebirth, she was in love with a different guy, so all she wanted to do was escape from Si Ye Han and hated him to his core after being locked up by him. 
After her rebirth, she looked differently at him, thinking that maybe he changed for the better?
In the past, her mind was muddled. She let go of a stunning husband, was hurt by a scumbag and backstabber and most of all, was brainwashed by her most trusted friend. In the end, she was utterly alone.
In her current lifetime, there are evil people scheming and eagerly waiting for her downfall. Sorry, but this girl won’t fall for the same tricks twice! 

Early in the morning just as Ronan was waking up he heard the dorm room door go.

'Must be one of my nonexistent roommates.'

Ronan got up, went for a shower since he couldn't be bothered last night and a quick brush of his teeth before opening up his laptop and logging I to his stock market account. 

'Up another 3%, but it's still fairly worthless for now.' Ronan thought to himself. 

Screw it, I'll add some more money into it, after all, I am getting paid today, or I am supposed to.' After fighting with himself for several minutes he decides to add more money into the Cyber stock. Making it a total of $150.

After finishing up with his stocks Ronan checked the time.

7:45.

' A lecture at 3 PM and probably more work to do for jake and a quick check of my stocks and that's my day done, nothing much going on.'

'Hey system, is there any other way I can get more money?'

[Sure. There are several ways to gain money, gamble, create stuff, work, take your pick.]

'Creating stuff, what's that supposed to mean?' Ronan started to get frustrated.

[Calm down, I mean creating things, you know, arts and crafts, computers, programs, apps, etc. anything you can think off.]

'You do realise I know nothing about computer programming right?' Ronan was losing hope with the system.

[Not right now, but in the future, you will, if you do something enough times you can gain a skill and if you gain a skill you can do things more efficiently and accurately.]

'So basically you're telling me that the beginner gift was worth a total of $1000 because I could've got those skills without doing anything in the first place.'

[Yep.]

'...'

Ronan had grown fed up with the system for the day and instead looked into several programming languages used to create apps. Creating apps is a great way to make money, there are always apps needed for several things, playing games, keeping emails, chatting, travel, encrypting information, etc.

After several minutes Ronan had decided to create a chatting app that was encrypted with 256-bit encryption.

Ten minutes later and he finally found several websites which shows him the best ways in order to use encryption and how to create an app.

After reading several tens of pages of recommended app building software, he decided to go with the most recommended with over 5000 reviews, it was called CreateAnApp and it seemed simple and easy to use, it only cost him $5 to use, whereas the encryption came from a company called Encryption256, it provided 256-bit encryption.

When he opened the app creator it was easy to use, it showed Ronan how to create an app using JAVA which was nice and simple, all he had to do was integrate the 256-bit encryption into the app when creating it and then he would be able to protect peoples information from people trying to intercept it.

3 Hours later and he had finally finished creating the app, it was fairly simple, the creator came with several different samples you could use and then just edit it from there but he ran into some problems, he hadn't searched for server space to rent, he needs a place to store all the information of the people who sign up using his app and that would take some time, then integrating the encryption will take roughly a couple of hours.

But Ronan was tired, soon he would have to attend a Lecture for credit and then he had to do work for jake in order to get paid.

After taking 20 minutes to rest he checked the time.

14:15.

45 minutes, that's how long I've got until the lecture starts.

Ronan packs his bags and gives himself a once over to check whether or not he looks at least presentable, before heading out.

'Ah crap, forgot the textbook.' 5 minutes into the journey Ronan had managed to forget his meal ticket so he had to walk back.

'There it is.' He picks up the finished textbook and puts it into his bag before heading out again.

...

After getting into the lecture hall he notices that Jake isn't there, so he sits down somewhere near the back before checking his watch.

14:45

Ronan has nothing to do while he was waiting for both the lecturer and Jake so he decided to doodle for a while, he wasn't that good at it, but that doesn't matter, because its all to just pass the time.

14:55

Jake walks in with his 2 'minions' and sits down next to Ronan.

"Finished with my textbook?" Jake asked to which Ronan countered "Yeah, got my money?" They exchanged the finished textbook for the cash and the next textbook that needed to be completed.

After doing that they had some small talk.

"Nice weather." Ronan started, 'Getting close to him may mean I can make more money if he gives me more work to complete, that and it'd be nice to have people to talk to instead of just sitting and doing nothing.

"Yeah." Jake wasn't much of a talker, but then Ronan remembered something important, his eye was yellow.

"So what do you think about my eye?" Ronan asked.

"It's okay I guess?" Jake answered, "Why do you have to answer with a question? Anyways don't you find it strange that my eyes are different colours?" Ronan asked again.

"Well not really, its either 1 of 2 possibilities, there's that genetic disease that gives a person 2 different eye colours and then there coloured contact lenses. Either way I'm not bothered because it doesn't really concern me, but you, on the other hand, should feel more secure about yourself, if it's a contact then you have your reasons, but if it's genetic then you should feel happy, it makes you more unique compared to other people, at least this way it's easier to notice you compared to others, but if you feel insecure then why not get a coloured contact lens?" Ronan sat there stunned, it seems he had hit a sore spot as he didn't expect Jake to be both a counsellor and possible friend all in one conversation.

Ronan Atkins is a 20-year-old student, he studies Business Administration at Trinity College, it is considered as one of the best colleges to learn Business Administration in the world and in order to obtain a scholarship Ronan had to pass many tests, most of which have nothing to do with the actual course he was studying in, after passing all those tests he was finally given the scholarship he dreamed off, but even after getting the scholarship his life was hard, he had to work several jobs in order to pay for food and accommodation.
Until one day, when he is working part-time at a convenience shop something happens...

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Hey, Zombie. Do you know what's most important when being tutored?

"I'd like you to first stop calling me Zombie."

-It's the tutoring fee. 


We finished our business in the Sangryun headquarters and left. It was right in the middle of the day, and the streets were bustling. Retired hunters were busily serving customers in restaurants and cafes. 


There were a lot of completely empty stores among them as well. The owners of the stores were sitting blankly with their mouths gaped open. People who succeeded would succeed, and those who didn't would not. It was cruel, but it was the unchangeable fact of both Babylon and the outside world. 


–And you just got the tutoring fee. Let's see, so what's next?

"Mm. A good tutor?"

–Nope. There's already one in front of you.


Bae Hu-ryeong spoke shamelessly. Without even the slightest change in his expression. 

 
–A good reference book! You need a textbook that'll help you grow faster.

"A textbook…"

–Yeah. Like a skill tome or an elixir. But there's no way you'll understand a skill tome even if you get one, k? So the only answer is to get those fucking expensive elixirs. 


This guy said the right things in such a rude way. 


–Also, I don't deal with cheapo elixirs. Why, was it the Alchemy Castle? There was a guild that doctors and pharmacists were registered in. Get the elixirs made only by their skilled masters.

"Ek."

–I know where the store is, so don't worry. There's something that grandpops Marcus used to go. If we get all the elixirs there…

"W, Wait a minute."

–Hm? Why?


I lowered my voice because some people were walking by me. 


"…Aren't those elixirs ridiculously expensive?

–Of course they're ridiculously expensive. If you hear the price, your jaw will drop. 


Bae Hu-ryeong snickered. 


–Should I tell you how much it is?

"Let's hear it."


He whispered in my ear. My eyes widened after hearing the price. It was an astronomical amount.

"Even if I pour everything I have, I only get 4?!"

–Heehee. If we buy it in bulk we can get a discount and get 5. They know how to run a business. This is why doctors who know the taste of money are the scariest.

"I, It's too expensive…"


Goodness. I would become poor again. I thought I would be able to live comfortably since I got the 1st place lottery ticket. 


–Well. What can you do about it? It's because you lack skills. Just think of it all as your fate…humph!


Bae Hu-ryeong's face hardened.


–Gong-ja. Hide.

"What?"

–Quickly.


His voice turned serious. I found myself behind a trash can at his words. It was a trash can that a restaurant used to throw away food waste. I crinkled my nose.


"Why are you telling me to hide suddenly?"

–Be careful. It's grandpops Marcus. 

"…"


I held my breath. Carefully, I peeked above the trashcan to see the street. An old man with tied back white hair, the current world Rank 1 with the Detective's Insight, Sword Saint, was walking far away. 


'If I get caught it'll suck.'


My heart pounded. Was it because my nervousness was delivered. Too much talker Bae Hu-ryeong shut his mouth for a while. Both of us hid behind the trash can holding our breaths, looking at Sword Saint.


"…Again…shut up…"


Thankfully, he didn't seem to have noticed us. He muttered to himself like always and headed somewhere.


–Sheesh.


Bae Hu-ryeong grimaced seeing Sword Saint enter some building.


–Tsk! That's the best shop.

"The best shop?"

–Elixirs, I'm talking about elixirs. The best creator set up their shop there. Ugh, seriously! Everyone else is just a drug dealer. We have to buy it there…!


Bae Hu-ryeong tapped his feet. This was the first time I saw this ghost actually mad. I was lost in thought next to him. 


'Using the same store as Sword Saint is too dangerous. But, a good store for elixirs…'


I searched for the top rankers on my phone. There was a list starting from first place.

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Rank 1. Sword Saint / Affiliation: None

Rank 2. Black Dragon Witch / Affiliation: Black Dragon (Guild Master)

Rank 3. Count / Affiliation: Merchant's Union (Guild Master)


Rank 4. Heretic Questioner / Affiliation: Ten Thousand Temple (Guild Master)

Rank 5. Venomous Snake / Affiliation: Chen Mu-mun (Guild Master)

Rank 6. Babel's Linguist / Affiliation: Manhak (Vice Guild Master)

Rank 7. Kwangyeok Messenger / Affiliation: Golden Newspaper (Vice Guild Master)

Rank 8. Crusader / Affiliation: Civil Militia (Vice Guild Master)
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"It's not here." 

I muttered to myself. Bae Hu-reyong reacted to my words.

–Hm? What's not here? Your luck?

"No. The opposite, actually."

I was overflowing with luck. 

"It might not cost as much as I thought."

–What?

"We'll only have to spend a penny to get the best elixir."

I grinned.

"Cause I know a really good pharmacist."

We entered a dark alley. 

It was a poor neighborhood. People here had to live here because they couldn't earn money. It was a harlem neighborhood. The hunters looking our way had abnormal gazes in their eyes. 

–…There's a skilled pharmacist here?

Bae Hu-ryeong complained, like he didn't believe it. 

"It's not a skilled pharmacist, but the best pharmacist in history."

–Take it easy with your lies. Why would someone like that stay here?

"Ah, don't believe me if you don't want to."

I heard someone clicking their tongue from some corner. It seemed like the hunters looking our way had turned away. They probably thought I was a psycho seeing me talk to myself. Even though people in this harlem were the worst, they didn't touch mental patients. I smirked to myself. 

'What's gonna happen if they know my wallet's filled with gold coins?'

It was obvious. They would run at me like wolves.

Of course, I didn't plan on telling my wallet's business to others. Smelling the scent of rotting corpses, I entered deeper into the alley. It was then that I heard the sound of something ripping. 

"P, Please, just don't touch my experiment materials!"

A young voice. 

After that, someone spoke in a rough tone. 

"You've done this more than once now? What kind of bullshit are you spitting out!"

"It's already half a year since the due date. You have to pay the price now."
 

I headed towards where I heard the voices. In the middle of the twisted streets, there was a empty store set up. It was where the people were fighting. 

"Ut. I, If you take all the tools…I really can't make a living…"

"Let's go, there's nothing to see anymore. Take everything!"

Gangsters with good bodies got machines onto their rearcars. A young woman looking to be in her mid 20s grabbed onto them to plead.

"One week! Please just give me one more week. No, 5 more days…"

"That one week became one month and that month became half a year now!"

As the gangsters drove away, the store owner collapsed to the floor without being able to protest. She held her hand out to the rearcars even when her knees were being scratched. 

"There's…there's still incomplete liquid medicine…!"

"Ugh. Why did we get caught by this crazy pharmacist. Lady! I'm advising you, but don't ever make medicines again!"

The rearacars creaked and disappeared into the streets. Only the despairing woman on her knees was left. 

Including me, all the other neighborhood people had come out to watch. They whispered amongst themselves.

"Tsk tsk. I thought that store would fail."

"The medicine is too expensive. Why is a single health potion 40 Gold?"

"She thought business was easy because she's young…"

Perhaps she had heard the whispers of the onlookers. The despairing store owner whipped her head towards them. 

"E, Expensive? I only sell it at the original price!"

She looked quite pitiful. Her hair was stuck to her head like she hadn't washed it in days. The glasses on her face looked like antiques. Even her voice was cracky. 

"Only our store sells these kinds of medicines at this price in Babylon! Y, You should actually be grateful that I set up my store here! Yeah!"

"Aw, she's still not living in reality."

"Sheesh. Does she think she's better to say that…" 

The onlookers shook their heads and the crowd dispersed. 

The store owner who looked like no one would like her was still there. 

"Oh…W, Wait. Since you're all here, how about a bottle of health potion…With my special potion, even an almost dead hunter can flop back to life."

"I. I won't buy it, I won't.!"

She tried to grab onto the onlookers, but it was too late. The water was already spilled. They cursed and disappeared. 

"It has really good effects…it's not a lie…"

She plopped on the ground. 

–Hey. 

Bae Hu-ryeong muttered after seeing that unpleasant scene. 

–Is the 'historical pharmacist' you talked about…that loser?

"What are you going to do if it is?

–I'm going to sincerely worry about your welfare. Thinking, ah, this kid's brain must've gone weird after dying 4000 times. And then I'll introduce you to the best therapist in Babylon.

I snorted.

"You should've worried about my welfare when I started to see ghosts. That owner is definitely the historical pharmacist, so don't worry."

–That's not a historial pharmacist, that's a historical loser! You crazy bastard!

Bae Hu-ryeong spoke loudly but I ignored him. I walked towards the owner who was sitting on the floor.

"Excuse me."

"Uuh..?"


She looked up at me. She looked even more pathetic up close. Her clothes were all too long for her. But since she was wearing a white coat, you could tell she was a pharmacist and not a beggar.

"Store owner-nim. You're still selling, right?" [TN:Store owner-nim is a way to address store owners respectfully in Korean.]

Of course, this person wasn't a beggar. She wasn't an ordinary pharmacist either.

"If you're still selling, there's something I want to order."

Lord of Alchemy Castle.

She was a pharmacist who would rise to Rank 5 status in the future. 

Right now, she was outside of the rankings, but she would definitely succeed. 

"It's alright if it's a bit expensive."

"Ah, yes. Yes! Of course! I can make you anything!"

The color came back to her face. Her store had been on the brink of going bankrupt, but there was a customer saying they would buy expensive medicine.

"Uh, but how expensive are you talking about…?"

"Hm."

In the future, she was a pharmacist that I couldn't even think about buying from, but this time was different. 

"I want to buy about 20,000 Gold worth."

"…"

She dropped her mouth open. 

So what if she looked pathetic. To me, she looked like a goose that laid golden eggs. And 100% percent pure gold ones at that! 

I smiled. 

"What are you doing? You need to take the order, Store owner-nim."

I would be your sickening regular now.

I want an S-Rank skill too! I want it so badly, I could die for it!

[You have awakened an S-Rank skill.] [But, you die if you use this skill.] …But it’s not like I will really die because it says that, right? RIGHT?



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When did those big men see their big brother whispering so low?
And the target is not a big guy, just a normal high school student!
Is this still the big brother Biao who runs across Anming County?
How miraculous should that bowl of beef noodles be to make my big brother so enchanted?
Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying wiped off their cold sweats, and they pushed Ye Hong into the kitchen.
However, Ye Hong sat directly on the table, opened the schoolbag, and took out the high school textbook he got from Zhang Xuewei.
He was not angry enough.
The couple's smiles froze in the face again.
The bald big brother Han Biao also narrowed his eyes: "Little brother, what does this mean?"
Ye Hong glanced at Biao, who was sitting opposite, and said slowly: "I have a problem. I must read a book before cooking, otherwise I will not be in the mood to cook."
"Ding! Calm and calm in front of the community, +1..."
"Boss, I can't help it!"
"I have lived most of my life and have not seen such an arrogant little fart boy. I must teach him a lesson!"
 Several strong men suddenly rushed to Yehong's side and squeezed their hand joints.
Biao raised his hand and stopped the restless people.
The corner of his mouth sank and looked at Yehong quietly.
The atmosphere in the store suddenly became depressed, and Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying on the side squeezed their fists nervously.
Ordinary people would be pinned for a few seconds if they were looked at for a few seconds by Biao's fierce eyes.
But Yehong didn't even have birds, and he silently opened his book and looked at it with relish.
"Ding! Reading high school mathematics textbooks, math skills +1..."
Qin Long deliberately tore off key pages, just to prevent Ye Hong from solving function problems.
But where did he know that Ye Hong had a system, and he didn't need to look at the incomplete content at all, as long as he swept away with his eyes, his mathematical ability could be continuously improved.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding... Mathematical ability +1, current progress: 40100..."
Reached the goal!
It only took about ten minutes to read, and the mathematics experience at 11 o'clock was here.
During this period, the group of fierce and evil men watched a high school student read the math textbook for ten minutes!
 No one spoke during the whole journey, but the fierce eyes seemed to eat Yehong.
When Ye Hong stretched his lazy waist and put the book down, Biao gritted his teeth and said, "Little brother, are you feeling better? Can you cook?"
In the word cook, Biao seems very hard.
"Hahaha, several guests have been waiting for a long time."
Ye Hong vented his anger and solved the problem left by Yang Daoshen. He was in a good mood and did not intend to embarrass these people again.
He hummed Xiaoqu'er and went into the kitchen to start preparing beef noodles.
Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying laughed, and then slipped into the kitchen.
"Stinky boy, are you going to scare us!"
"You don't know who that person is? That's a famous murderer [Biao] in Anming County!"
An Xiaoying patted the chest with a lingering fear, and said in a very small voice: "I heard that he had killed someone and had been in jail!"
While cooking the beef noodles, Ye Hong didn't turn back: "Why don't he dare to intimidate you, no matter what he is? You can bear it, your son can't bear it!"
The couple touched in their eyes, and their son seemed to have grown up.
But at the same time, they turned pale and covered Ye Hong's mouth: "To die, say so loudly!"

Wash your face once, improve your face value, raise your hand, increase your arm strength, read a book, improve your knowledge… it becomes stronger every second without limit, and from then on, Ye Hong began his journey of hegemony, healing, cooking God, Car God, God of Learning, God of War… Dominate the whole field!

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