Join Qin Feng as he tries to get rich, dealing in the resources that most martial artists require!
Of course, getting his hands on the same is going to be more troublesome than he had expected, when a war, fighting over the succession, too many pretty women and having no time to practice his own martial arts start messing things up for him!

Gun-Ho had nothing to do in the mornings since the auction class started in the afternoon.
All he did was reading an economic newspaper and surfing the web.
"I don't have to feel pressured. Even though I don't make money for a year, it will cost me only about 20 million won."
Gun-Ho sometimes went to a public library to read books he hadn't have time for. He read some liberal arts books or business books.
"Maybe I should invest some money in stocks. I don't want to invest a lot because it's risky. Let's try 50 million won."
Gun-Ho studied stock charts.
"By looking at the trading volume and the moving average lines, Daehan Logistics, Lotte Chemical, and QM Steel look good. In addition, Daehan Logistics is on the market for M&A. Once it is sold to a big company, its stock price will hike. Lotte Chemical looks good too. QM Steel produces stainless steel pipes and it has a low debt ratio."
Gun-Ho had work experience in accounting, in addition to his studies in accounting at Zhejiang University. He could quickly read a company's financial statements. Gun-Ho selected these three companies and traded them on a daily basis. He sometimes lost and sometimes gained. His eyes hurt after looking at his computer monitor for long hours.
 
"They said that Daehan Logistics had been on the market but I don't see any movement related to it. Its stock price doesn't move and it's annoying. They said that CJ, Kumho Asiana Group, and Lotte Group are interested in acquiring it, but nothing happened yet."
Gun-Ho's expectation toward Daehan Logistics lowered. The volume of Lotte Chemical got low. Many of their products are exported to overseas including China, but the stock trading volume became low. Let's sell them once the price recovers to the original price I purchased at."
Gun-Ho didn't make money from Lotte Chemical either.
"The chart and the trading volume looks good. I'm not sure who is pressing the price."
 
Gun-Ho made some money from QM Steel.
"I invested 10 million won into QM Steel and the price went up by 3.5%. Even after I subtract the stock trading fee, I still made 300,000 won."
Gun-Ho went to an ATM close to his office-tel and withdrew 300,000 won he just made from the QM Steel stock trading.
"It's not bad at all. I made 300,000 won in two days."
Gun-Ho went to Gyeongbang Department Store, and bought t-shirts and a jacket with the 300,000 won; he felt like it was free money. He had an extravagant meal in a restaurant located on the top of the department store building.
"Let's sell some of Daehan Logistics and Lotte Chemical, and put them into QM Steel."
Gun-Ho invested 300,000 more in QM Steel and had fun doing something else.
QM Steel had potential. On the following day, Gun-Ho closely monitored the stock movement of QM Steel. Its stock price was exceeding the market price, and Gun-Ho sold his stocks at a good price while monitoring the one-minute chart.
"I made 200,000 won today."
 
Once Gun-Ho started making money by stock trading with QM Steel, he didn't want to do anything else but doing stocks in his office-tel.
"It's time to go to the auction class. Should I skip the class today? Or should I go? The stock market is still open."
Gun-Ho decided to go to the class.
"I should know about auction and I already paid for the course. It's hard to take my eyes off the stock chart though."
 
The instructor of the auction class explained about how to participate in an auction at a courthouse.
"There are a lot of websites showing the auction items. To have more details on the items, you can register certain websites by paying a small membership fee. If you see one you really like, you will have to go see it yourself."
The auction was interesting, maybe because it is easily found in daily life.
"Before you go see the item yourself, you should read and understand the information provided by the court website. Once a property is sold at an auction, it releases the financial institution's debt; however, you have to be careful with the issues with a tenant, right of superficies, and the Imchi right."
A student raised his hand and asked a question.
"What is Imchi right? I saw a banner on a building on the way to the class today; it said it was exercising its Imchi right."
"Imchi right is a legal term. It is created when one party entrusted money or objects to another party, and the receiving party promised to keep it safe. Usually, the construction company or renovation company exercise this right when they didn't get paid for their work."
Gun-Ho was not sure if he fully understood what the instructor said.
"A legal term is always difficult to understand."
 
Gun-Ho spent money more easily than before since he had been making some money from day trading. He now took a taxi instead of a bus or subway when he came home from his auction class in the private institution in Yongsan to his office-tel in Yeongdeungpo.
"A bus doesn't run often and I don't get a seat on a bus after the class because the bus is often full during the hours."
The taxi fare was not a big deal to Gun-Ho anymore.
 
There was no auction class today.
Gun-Ho felt lazy cooking his breakfast. He went to a porridge house close to his office-tel to have his breakfast; he had a vegetable porridge.
"Let's do the day trading with QM Steel today unless I see other exceptionally good stocks that exceed the average market price."
Gun-Ho sat his desk and opened the online stock trading website and logged in by entering his login ID, password, and his authorization certificate.
"Huh? What is this? The price stays the same and the trading volume is zero?"
It was strange. Gun-Ho clicked the official announcement.
"What? The company might be delisted and they are looking into it right now? Its president is accused of embezzlement? I invested 30 million won in QM Steel. Trading of this stock is not allowed until all become clear. F*ck! I can't touch my money until then."
 
Stock investment was difficult. Gun-Ho spent time studying about stocks and analyzing financial statements, and he carefully selected bottom-priced stocks to play with, but still, this sort of things happened to him.
An investigation of delisting of a company occurred when there was; embezzlement, breach of duty, fabricating a sales report or giving inaccurate publicly available information in bad faith, that was material enough to affect an investors' decision. Gun-Ho entered the stock discussion forum where he could get various information.
"The president took the company's money and ran away."
"The majority shareholder entity of QM Steel will start its rehabilitation process."
"That president committed embezzlement before, and he did it again during his probation period and already flew to another country."
All sorts of rumors came out.
Gun-Ho felt drained. What if he invested all of his 1,170 million won into the QM Steel stocks? The thought of it terrified him.
"Whoa, it's not difficult to lose everything in a day."
What Chairman Lee said crossed Gun-Ho's mind.
"I don't do stocks because I can't figure out the other player's cards. That's why I don't do stocks."
Gun-Ho could picture Chairman Lee smiling.
 
"What if they decided to delist the company stock? I will likely lose my shares. They might declare bankruptcy. Sh*t!"
Gun-Ho was so worried that he didn't even feel hungry for lunch.
"I lose 30 million won from my investment in QM Steel; if I add my living cost and the office-tel rent of 20 million won to it, I will lose 50 million won in total for the year… I can lose all of the money I made from China gradually in this way!"
Gun-Ho felt scared.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

When Zhang Lisheng and the thin man conversed with each other, all of the prisoners had already escaped from the prison and naturally gathered around a hefty middle-aged man with a square nose and a broad mouth.
"That is our Captain Anduki, one of the best navigators in Venis City's Bailile Trading Company." Seeing that his companions had escaped, the skinny man pointed to the middle-aged man not far away and explained to Zhang Lisheng in a slightly odd tone.
"I don't care whether he's a navigator or a captain. What's most important now is to escape! Tell them to stop standing like an idiot and follow me!" The young man curled his lips and turned to head towards the depth of the jungle quietly.
In Zhang Lisheng's mind, these mainlanders should have already died in the sea after encountering a shipwreck but had been rescued by the Wizard Li tribe created by him. In that case, the lives of these people would no longer belong to their own but to him instead. It was just a matter of course that they became his stepping stone to get the nautical chart of the Hellfire sea region.
If it was not because he was worried that the hatred between the mainlanders and the Hellfire tribesmen that had been going on since a long time ago would make these people choose death instead of obeying him and that the tattered nautical chart that he got was not even one-tenth of the entire Hellfire sea region, he would have long used brutal means to torture these people to get a whole sea chart.
Now that he had chosen to fish the big fish, these stepping stones were very useful to him before he reached his goal. For this reason, the young man understandingly slowed down his pace and let those mainlanders walk stably and safely with his own blurry figure leading through the dark jungle.
Unfortunately, despite slowing down his pace, the prisoners, who had just escaped, still managed to come across many accidents in the forest. It's either the roots of the tree would scratch them or they would fall and break their arms. The number of wounded slowly increased and in the end, the entire troop came to a halt.
At this time, a fat woman suggested timidly, "Light a torch! Sirs, please, if we don't light a torch, we won't be able to walk out of this jungle at all."
"Light a torch? Do you want to become the target for the Hellfire people's spears?" Even though Zhang Lisheng already had the intention to light a torch so that these fugitives could walk properly, he, who was walking at the frontmost, still came to a stop and turned around to oppose deliberately.
Right now, the position he had in this troop was very special. The instant he opened his mouth, everybody became silent and after a while, Anduki chimed in. "We're the 'cows and sheep' in the eyes of those Hellfire people. We're locked up in the prisons with nobody guarding us. It's already late at night and all of them are already asleep so no one will notice it. How about this? We'll light a torch in the jungle, and when we get a glimpse of moonlight after getting out of the jungle, we'll extinguish it right away."
As he was speaking, this middle-aged captain, who seemed to have rich experience in camping on an island, grabbed a handful of dried branches from the forest floor and soon, he miraculously lit several torches by drilling wood. 
When the fire was lit up in the dark jungle, it immediately made the fugitives' hearts turn inexplicably warmer. The feeling of extreme tension seemed to ease a lot. Only Zhang Lisheng continued to pretend and whispered to the skinny man who could catch up to him, "We're escaping! We can live if we can persist and we'll die if we can't! Now there's suddenly a saint in the troop who put everybody's lives to risk just to save those who can't persist on. I'm kinda regretting saving you guys out now."
"Captain Anduki has always been like this. It's too late even if you regret," the skinny man became silent for a while before answering in a whisper. "The torch is lit up now so let us continue our journey in a hurry."
"In a hurry? To death?" Zhang Lisheng pretended to curse under his breath and then turned to walk towards the beach.
Now that there was light, the team's moving speed increased a lot. The refugees did not know that the reason they did not encounter any danger along the way because there were tens of thousands of native warriors riding giant spiders who were quietly guarding around them so that ferocious beasts and poisonous bugs dared not get close. Finally, they managed to get out of the jungle before dawn and looked down at the sea rippling under the moonlight in the distance.
"We're saved! We're saved…" At that moment when they saw the ocean, many people in the troop were so excited that they either clenched their fists or bit their lips as they shouted in a whisper.
At this time, Anduki and the skinny man saw the giant wooden ships that were over 100 meters long parked in the natural harbor of the sea in the distance and felt their jaws drop in bafflement. "Impossible! Impossible! It's impossible for the Hellfire people to build such a good-quality ship! They m-must have looted from some big trading company's fleets…"
"Captain Anduki, we don't have to care whether those midgets built those ships or looted them. All in all, it's impossible for us to steal that kind of ship. Follow me, there's a deserted port there and there are several old ships that have been abandoned. Let's hurry!" Zhang Lisheng said in a low voice.
After the young man reminded them, the fugitives finally realized that the journey of terror was still far from over, and it was not the time to celebrate their victory or let their imaginations run wild. Hastily, they followed Zhang Lisheng and continued their escape journey while walking beside the jungle.
After a long period, when many people could no longer continue to go on and were just being pulled along by their companions staggeringly and swayingly, a lonely port built on a deserted beach suddenly entered the mainlanders' sight.
When they saw that their destination was close at hand, their exhausted body suddenly seemed to be instantly filled with spirit. Soon, the fugitives quickly sneaked into the port.
When they saw that the old wooden house in the port looked like it had long been vacated, they could not help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. Anduki immediately ordered loudly, "Young Master Annete, Miss Helena, follow Mr. Hanino and Madam Esera and wait right there. As for the rest of you, all women will go to the house to find out if there is anything useful, be it silk, iron, wooden barrels, or whatever. Men, follow me onboard. We have to pick a ship and set off as fast as possible. I think just like me, all of you would rather die at sea rather than being locked up in prison and then end up in the Hellfire people's stomachs so...hurry!"
It was as though Anduki was immediately granted with the decisiveness and wisdom that a leader should have as soon as he got close to a ship.
Under the command of the captain, the mainlanders began to make their moves. The over ten ragged surviving women hurried into the wooden house next to the port, and rummaged around, getting their hands on many tattered miscellaneous items within a short timeframe.
The men, on the other hand, ran towards the beach, grabbed the ropes hanging down from the old ships docked by the shore and climbed onto the deck on all fours, trying to pick a suitable ship.
The only idle people were Zhang Lisheng and the skinny man left on the coast; the teenager, who had once praised Zhang Lisheng for being powerful and his old teacher together; the tall lanky woman, who seemed to be very seductive with her words in the stone prison, and another unkempt young girl standing by her side.
"Who are these two little fellows and the old man who seems to have quite a brain and that old woman who is always good with her words beside them? Why does it seem like they have a special status?" Zhang Lisheng curiously pointed to the young girl and boy not far away who was trying to wash their hair and faces using seawater.
"You mean Young Master Annete and Miss Helena? They're the direct descendants of the Bailile family, so they have a special status," the skinny man replied. "The person accompanying Young Master Annete is his tutor, Mr. Hanino while the person accompanying Miss Helena is her governess, Madam Esera. I'll give you a piece of advice, young man, don't ever call them by 'little fellows,''old man,' or 'old woman'. By the way, my name is Hanoo, not skinny guy."
"None of you give a damn about how I call you when you guys were locked in the prison," Zhang Lisheng curled his lips and sat on the beach. Looking at the vast ocean, he whispered, "Have you guys turned now before you even got on the ship? Well then, it doesn't matter, anyway. Since I've already taken it easy now. Just turn if you guys want to."
"Taken it easy?" Hanoo laughed out of the blue when he heard this sentence. "You're only so young and you dare to say that you're taking things easy?"
"This has nothing to do with age," Zhang Lisheng became silent for a while before answering. "Just think about it. I give up my comfortable wooden bed, delicious breakfast, and dangerous yet stable life to rescue a group of shipwreck victims to steal a wooden ship that has no supply, so I can traverse the vast sea to the so-called civilized world. Tell me, what is this if not taking it easy?"
It stunned Hanoo. He carefully studied the young man by his leg and fell into a moment of silence before answering, "You look so superficial and simple and so hesitant when you do things, but I didn't expect you to have given it so much of your thoughts."
"Hanoo, I've pondered it for a full 12 days before I decided to take the risk to save all of you. What is there that I haven't figured out?" Zhang Lisheng chuckled in a deep voice. "Stop talking about me. Let's talk about you instead. You look like an old sailor and a brainy one too, but why didn't you go help them pick a ship? Don't tell me you're a big shot person as well?"
"I'm not a big shot person. I'm just a small navigator. My only responsibility onboard is to provide the captain with information on the waters ahead and sum up all available routes for the captain to choose. Other than this, I don't have to do anything else," Hanoo, who claimed that he was not a big shot, suddenly had a proud look on his face. In the end, he added, "My status is only under the captain."
Upon hearing his words, Zhang Lisheng could feel a jolt in his heart as ecstasy began to fill him. Lowering his head to look at the gravel on the ground, he could not help but say in a strange tone, "It sounds like your work is amazing, Hanoo. You must be very, very familiar with this sea region, and can even be called a living 'nautical chart'."
"Well, since you have already given a thought to everything, I have nothing to hide from you too. If it's the vast sea regions of the cities along the coast of the Kattaman City State, or even the country of sugar, Indona, that is far in the south, or the country of iron, Vinadi, at the north, you can say that I'm very familiar with it, but when it comes to the Hellfire sea region…" 
"You're not familiar with the Hellfire sea region?" Zhang Lisheng interrupted the words of the skinny man with a gloomy tone.


A young man from the Miaowei Tribe brought up by his strict father, suddenly turned into Rank 1 Wizard on the day he was orphaned. He then obtained the ability to control giant worms. 
Soon after, he found his mother who was in a faraway foreign land by accident. From a small mountain village, he managed to jump into the amazing arena that was a global metropolis.
Thus far, we have a young man who inherited the legacy of mastering ancient demons from an ancient country. 
From Western civilization to other worlds, a fascinating saga is born.

"Greetings, everyone. I will resign myself to your guidance." Hayato Ueda stood at the spot where the chief surgeon was supposed to be. He faced Department Associate Director Pan and the others, bowing to them in turn. His emotions seemed to be surging within, barely contained.
Operations that carried levels of difficulty involving flexor tendon sutures had always been rare for him.
When he realized that he was soon about to perform such of operations on a daily basis, Hayato Ueda nearly burst out in song.
"Then, I shall begin." Hayato Ueda bowed to them solemnly.
His expression and his movements led Department Associate Director Pan to recall his actions during yesterday's banquet. Hayato Ueda had also said something similar, "I shall begin eating."
As Department Associate Director Pan was lost in his thoughts, Hayato Ueda no longer restrained himself. His scalpel went down.
Operate.
Retraction.
Tendon stripping.
Suture.
Suture again…
Completely sutured…
As the operation neared its end, Hayato Ueda felt overwhelmingly refreshed. He could not help but bow one more time and said, "Everyone, thank you. Thank you. Our teamwork was splendid!"
"Professor Ueda also did extremely well."
Department Associate Director Pan raised his head and looked at the time. Stitching one finger within four and a half hours was actually a pretty good result for a doctor who had just started employing the M-Tang technique.
Anesthetist Su Jiafu let out a big yawn.
Today, he came here to assist this Japanese medical professor with the administering of anesthesia. To earn a good reputation for Yun Hua Hospital, to earn a good reputation for the anesthetists of China, and to earn a good reputation for the Chinese, he had remained alert throughout the entire surgery. His eyes had remained fixed on the monitoring instruments, and he had adjusted the various dosages as he saw fit. He was so weary to the point he felt that his blood in his body was about to dry up.
And worse still, the length of the surgery was incredibly long.
It was just like the headmaster going crazy and giving a lesson to the students. The students would have no other choice but to listen attentively to the lesson. At first, the students would think that they could just pretend to be serious for tens of minutes. Who would have thought that the headmaster would do three consecutive lessons…
Su Jiafu let out another yawn. There were many anesthesiologists who were assigned to duty around the clock, and those who were able to stay sober for twenty-four hours had to be on drugs…
"Doctor Su, thank you for your hard work today as well." Professor Ueda went to thank each of the medical staff. When he reached the anesthetist, he thanked him as well, not showing the slightest bit of negligence in his gratitude.
Su Jiafu waved his hand dismissively and said, "It was nothing. This is my duty."
"I appreciate your approval very much, Doctor Su." Hayato Ueda bowed once again and said, "The surgery which was initially planned to be completed in four hours was unexpectedly delayed by over half an hour. I'm really sorry about that. I shall try my best to ensure the completion of the surgery within the allotted duration in the future."
The expression on Su Jiafu's face seemed a little strange as he looked towards Department Associate Director Pan.
Department Associate Director Pan chuckled and said, "Anesthetists in Japan are terribly fierce, especially towards newcomers. He was just afraid that you might scold him."
Su Jiafu let out a long hum before he asked again, "Can I scold him?"
Department Associate Director Pan froze for a moment before he laughed out loud. He pointed at Su Jiafu and said, "You young people these days… We never understand your humor."
Su Jiafu pouted. He had estimated that the maximum duration of the surgery would be three hours. Who would have thought that the operation would end up being four hours long in the end? And because of that, his plans had been disrupted. That was enough reason for him to scold someone.
However, since this was a Japanese friend, Su Jiafu could only smile back at him.
"Doctor Su, may I ask for your assistance for the next operation?" Hayato Ueda seemed to have the mindset of not asking for anyone else but Su Jiafu for this task. He bowed slightly again.
"Hmm…" Su Jiafu only pondered over this for two seconds before he sighed and said, "Alright."
Of course, Ling Ran's surgery would be the ideal place to be. Sometimes, he could complete two surgeries in an hour. He would receive a great deal of surgery fees from each surgery he performed as well. So having to complete ten surgeries in a day… Everyone in the Department of Anesthesiology fought to join Ling Ran in surgery. So, he should not even dream of being Ling Ran's anesthetist.
But no matter what, four and a half hours was indeed too long for a single operation.
Su Jiafu looked at his watch helplessly.
"Alright. I am going to perform my own surgery as well after this," Department Associate Director Pan called the translator hired by the hospital over again and said, "We are going to work overtime on surgeries. Let's hope that we won't end up emptying our reserves on patients who require flexor tendon suturing in the end."
"Ha… cough cough, cough cough cough…" Su Jiafu could not help himself but cough violently.
The scrub nurse who was present appeared displeased, a fact made apparent by her undisguised expression. Then, she spoke with a soft voice, though it was at a volume everyone could hear. "That's far from the volume of surgeries Doctor Ling can perform."
Department Associate Director Pan's eyes shifted to her in an instant.
The nurse standing beside the operating table puffed out her chest. She supported the scrub nurse firmly.
Compared to a resident doctor, who was said to have a status even lower than a dog, a doctor with the status of an associate director had a greater advantage in terms of their psyche when they faced the young nurses.
However, when the young nurses stood together as one, any doctor had to retreat about thirty miles away from them.
Associate Department Associate Director Pan could only snort softly. He kicked the airtight access door open and went out. He thought to himself that he would simply need to show his worth using his volume of surgeries.
On the next day.
Pan Hua and Hayato Ueda had performed surgeries for the entire night. They walked out of the operating theater with dark eye bags, took their breakfast while they were unsteady on their feet, and returned to the department. They smiled at each other.
"We've performed four surgeries yesterday. That was truly satisfying and delightful," Hayato Ueda shouted using Japanese. He sounded as if he was a character from an anime, and it caught the attention of many in the office.
Department Associate Director Pan was much calmer. He spoke softly to Hayato Ueda in Japanese and said, "I also only did five. After leaving the country for so long, I'm a little bit unfamiliar with the feeling of performing multiple operations in a go."
Hayato Ueda stroked his head as he laughed out loud. "I never thought that it would feel so great to perform operations continuously. Although my calf muscles are aching a little, it feels really comfortable…"
"Oh, Old Pan, you're here. Did the operation last night go smoothly?" Department Director Jin Xi strode into the office with the gait of a leader.
The young doctors nodded one after another to show their respect. Some of them even revealed well-rehearsed smiles on their faces.
Pan Hua stood up and said, "It was quite smooth. Professor Ueda did not run into any unexpected situations during his operations either."
"Alright. It's good to know that the operations went smoothly," Director Jin Xi nodded and said, "Then carry on as you usually would today."
"Oh, alright." Pan Hua nodded out of habit. But soon after that, he was stunned. "As normal?"
"Department Associate Director Pan, the assignment chart has been placed on the table for you," a resident doctor said softly.
Hayato Ueda also realized what was going on from his interpreter. "Um... what do you mean by, carry on as usual?"
"Ward rounds. Then surgeries." Pan Hua's expression was deadpan as he picked up the assignment chart from the table and took a look at it. Then, he said, "There're three operations for you. I also have three on my end…"
Hayato Ueda was truly terrified at this point. He muttered softly in Japanese, "Didn't… Didn't we just complete our surgeries last night?"
Pan Hua looked at him before he looked at the young resident doctor.
Baffled, the young resident doctor turned around and looked at Pan Hua.
Pan Hua suddenly realized what was going on and spoke in Japanese, "They did not know that we had been performing surgeries the entire night."
"What? How's that possible?"


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

It was a divine artifact.
Before Raven 12345 finished, Hao Ren had realized that the thick and solemn Bible before him was divine and certified to be so. It was just dazzlingly bright. If you were to write its name down, the word itself would glow with an orange aura.
As Raven 12345 had mentioned, it was a counterfeit of the original, and there was a vast difference in the level of power between the two. But even so, it made no difference when it came to the Plane of Dreams. It originated directly from a sovereign god, which meant it was akin to dealing with a group of local gangsters with a star-blasting spaceship and a tsar bomb. In all fairness, you would not feel the difference between the two if they were blasted right next to your house.
Hao Ren was instantly over the moon after receiving this literally god-sent divine thing. He took the book out of the box while listening to Raven 12345's babbling, "It may be a backwater here, but the giving of this thing shows our superior is concerned. There are more powerful things than this, but you will not be able to control it. So, be contented."
"It is good enough. I feel much more confident by having this thing. But then, what the eight rams on the Bible are all about?"
"Oh, that is a physical enchantment, which enhances your combat power."
"Then, for what is the iron chain on the side?"
"You can coil it around your hand and then swing the book on its end."
Hao Ren thought for a long while and finally figured out what the physical enchantment meant; it was a meteor hammer.
"Wait a minute! You mean the correct way to use this book is to throw it out like a meteor hammer?"
"That is one way of using it. But you can also take a gander of the contents inside if you a free. But there is nothing much to see; it is just a YY novel, a typical middle-schooler's writing that the Dark Valkyrie produced when she was young. I threw up before I could finish three chapters. It is hard to believe that mortals in some universes still regard this Bible as the original. The trouble is that the fundamentalists will make a mountain out of a molehill when gods like us try to update our autobiographies."
Everyone on the scene was like you got to be kidding me.
Lily poked Hao Ren's arm and said, "Mr. Landlord, there are too many things not right about this thing. What should we do?"
"What can I do? I cannot do anything about it too."
"Something is really not right about this thing." Even Y'zaks could not help but mutter in a low voice. But even at this voice volume, it was audible to everyone. "True gods like you all are really a bunch of weird fellows."
Raven 12345 rolled her eyes. Hao Ren looked at the meteor-hammer Bible with eight rams and a chain thoughtfully. He finally understood why Anthony J. Alfonso had that kind of combat style. A mage with a physical BUFF and a spiked club was a perfect match for the Goddess of Light who installed eight rams on the Bible. But whether it was because of the matched personality that prompted Anthony to follow the Dark Valkyrie, or because of after Anthony following the Dark Valkyrie that he only changed from a great magician to become a berserk remained unknown.
When thinking of the last scenario, Hao Ren could not help but be shocked. He stared at Raven 12345 with a strange look.
Holy moly, will I become a neurotic as well one day? Hao Ren thought to himself. It is very likely as every time when I talk to this female neurotic, I feel like my mind is going crazy.
Raven 12345 instantly noticed Hao Ren's stare. She looked at him and asked, "What is that stare about?"
Hao Ren bit his lip and choked back his 'why can't I stare?'.
"I feel more confident with this thing." Hao Ren sighed and tucked the Bible and the box of training materials away. There had been a mixed feeling, but his confidence was genuine. It was just that it came unexpectedly. "Is there anything else to tell me?"
"That is all about it. But I have a few words to say to Vivian."
"Me?" Vivian pointed at herself.
Both Hao Ren and Lily listened with their ears stood erect. Hao Ren was genuinely concerned about Vivian while Lily's reaction was more habitual when she heard something interesting.
Raven 12345 did not answer directly. Instead, she looked up and down at Vivian before saying curiously, "How do you feel after the hibernation?"
Vivian's brows knitted together, her eyes vaguely glinting in red. She carefully felt her own strength and spiritual world and then unsurely, she said, "I can feel many powers in my body. I could not control them, but I am sure they belong to me. Besides, I also feel that my spiritual world has become stronger. My lost memories have come back, but not all."
"Hmm, just as I have expected." Raven 12345 nodded lightly. "It seems that you still need some time to 'digest' these things."
Hao Ren did not sense anything wrong in what Raven 12345 said, but he just asked out of concern. "Is there something wrong?"
"No worries. It is a good thing. Through this incident, Vivian has regained her power and memories. During the recovery process, the sovereign hub and will of Vivian have purified things that have once been corrupted. So now, they are all safe and controllable," Raven 12345 explained. "But Vivian has not regained total control right away. She has lost her control of these memories and powers for 10,000 years, now when she suddenly regains them, she needs time to adapt. It may take a few days or even months. And during this period, her strength will gradually increase, and her memories will become clearer. All these could make her a little confused."
"Is it dangerous?" Hao Ren frowned.
"No. Only mild symptoms." Raven 12345 laughed. "The pollution has been cleaned up. What she has recovered is harmless. But she will experience occasional mental disorientation due to the new memories and stuff like that. Just keep an eye on that, and she will be fine."
Hao Ren and Vivian breathed a sigh of relief. Vivian laughed finally. "I thought this thing was over. Never expect that there is still something unresolved."
After Raven 12345 explained everything, Hao Ren began to share his findings in his journey traveling back in time.
"An operating system in the soul?" Raven 12345 was baffled, just like everyone else. Lily was the first to ask questions. "Battie, you are full of surprises. Could it be possible that you are the protagonist in a novel? And we are in some kind of system like a character-progression novel?"
"The system I am talking about is not the same as in your understanding." Hao Ren buried his face in his hand. "I tested it and found that it was somewhat like a program—input, process, and output, used to control something and connected to a large database. But I could only make it out to be an incomplete star chart. I suspect that the data is corrupted."
"Used to control something?" Raven 12345's eyebrows arched. "Interesting. And it comes with a star chart. Hao Ren, do you still remember Vivian as the Guide?"
Hao Ren was startled; of course, he knew what that epithet meant.
All otherworldlings on earth, including the demon hunters, were the refugees that the Goddess of Creation sent to this universe when an extinction-level disaster struck the Plane of Dreams. The Goddess of Creation had a grand plan, which no one had fully understood. She first sent the remnant to the surface world and pardoned the sin of deicide of the survivors through Ultimate Absolution. She must have also designed a program that let the refugees return to their homeworld and everything arranged in place in space-time fort of Yggdrasil. Besides that, the plan could also be related to the resurrection of the Goddess of Creation and the ultimate battle against the Mad Lord.
And this grand plan had a Guide, who was the divine avatar of the Goddess of Creation, that was, Vivian Ancestor.
But Vivian had absolutely no clue of this mission. Before the divine avatar arrived on Earth, it first accidentally went to the planet Inferno. It underwent a split in Inferno and Vivian who came on Earth was only one-half of the divine avatar. Meanwhile, the other half had turned into an insane demon-god Malevolence in Inferno.
Hao Ren was unable to reach Inferno during his 10,000-year time travel because Inferno was located outside the sandbox. So, there was still a part of memory and power that Vivian could not recover, and this part of memory and power had been lost forever.
From Raven 12345's explanation, Hao Ren had immediately associated the operating system in Vivian's soul with the identity of the Guide. "You mean the Guide will use the operating system to carry out the mission?"
"I guess so." Raven 12345 gently nodded. "The system you mentioned is not an isolated thing. Since it is configured to control something, then that 'something' must exist. Considering that Vivian is the Guide, this system mostly has something to do with her mission. Did you not say that there is a star chart stored in the system? Then this star chart must be the key. When do you think the star chart will be used?"
Hao Ren frowned and then said, "When sailing in space?"
"That's right. It is a navigation map. Maybe it is the map that Vivian the Guide uses."
"Do you mean she will use this star chart to bring the refugees back to the Plane of Dreams?"
"That I cannot say for sure. After all, a star chart does not prove anything. Maybe it just points out the coordinates, and then Vivian will need to find a way to go the target destination. It could also be a map to find the ancient weaponry that the Goddess of Creation made in the Plane of Dreams, and Vivian needs to activate these weapons at a certain time to fight the mad Lord. There will be many possibilities if without clear instruction."
With only an incomplete star chart, Hao Ren could only feel helpless and at a loss.
"We can leave this for another time. After all, we have made huge progress so far." The voice of Raven 12345 jolted Hao Ren out of his thoughts. "Everyone needs a rest. Getting the earth back on track is the priority now," the goddess said with a broad smile spreading across her face.


As a person who is down-to-earth as well as a good Samaritan, Hao Ren desires to live the rest of his life as a benevolent landlord. Stumbling into a curious yet mysterious lady, he began his journey of “collecting” abnormal and supernatural tenants. 
His life only became more chaotic when he receives a labor contract from “God”. Discover the many races, myths and worlds that lie beyond what humans define as normal! This bizzare fantasy full of fun is sure to bring you on a crazy rollercoaster of emotions!

"But before I breakthrough, Abby can you now show the spirit value?" Wade asked.

[Beep! Spirit can now be represented in figures, proceed with conversion?] After the question Abby's voice sounded.

"Hm? It still seems a day early than expected! What happened?"

[The Spirit of the Host has increased and there is an unknown effect on me causing the processing speed to increase!]

 A screen was projected by Abby, and it was littered with many curved lines and numbers like a chart. 

From this, one could see that the processing ability of Abby had been increasing since he started meditation half a year ago.

"It seems like Abby has indeed undergone some qualitative changes after transcending worlds. Now that it has fused with my soul, the increase in my Spirit when my soul became more powerful has indirectly affected Abby's various effects!"

Wade guessed that the subject of souls was the most unfathomable. Although he had gotten Fred's research it could only manage to record the experience and grasp a few behaviours and patterns of the ectoplasmic beings. Moreover, only a Sage was qualified to browse the more deeper information. For Wade, it was still a long journey ahead.

"Abby having the ability to represent my Spirit in number is also a good thing as in the future using a crystal ball becomes unnecessary. Bring out my current stats!"

[Wade, Rank 1 Apprentice. Strength: 1.7, Agility: 1.6, Vitality: 2.3, Spirit : 3.0, Status: Healthy]

"Now let's breakthrough!!" saying so Wade went into a deep meditation.

One night passed. In the room, Wade opened his eyes.

"I have finally advanced to a Rank 2 Apprentice! I can sense that the energy particles in my body have increased several times more and been stored in the Rank 2 rune, compared to a Rank 1 Apprentice the difference is huge!"

"Abby show the new data" Wade commanded.

[Wade, Rank 2 Apprentice. Strength: 1.7, Agility: 1.6, Vitality: 2.4, Spirit : 4.3, Status: Healthy]

Abby projected a 3D image in front of Wade eyes and displayed his stats.

"My Spiritual Force stat is almost equivalent to that of 4 people combined?" Wade mused.

"Let's check whether the information is right or wrong!" Wade removed the crystal ball provided by the Academy and entered his new spirit in the ball.

[ Aptitude - Grade 4.

Element - Shadow & Darkness, Fire, Earth.

Talent - Clone: can create a clone according to host making, consists of strength based on creation, helpful during escape or curse situation.

 Status- Rank 2 Apprentice 
            Strength - 1.7  Agility - 1.6
            Vitality -   2.4.    Spirit -  4.3.     
             Magic Power - 4    ]

Seeing that the data shown by Abby and the ball was similar he was relieved but then a question came to his mind.

Wade looked at the image and asked, "Abby! Evaluate the reason for the decreased growth after advancing to a Rank 2 Apprentice!"

[Mission establishing, inspection in process!]

[Reason discovered: The Host has grown more resistant to low-grade radiation!] Abby's voice sounded.

"As expected! Using radiation to increase my stats has its limits! I wonder what methods the Sages use to strengthen their bodies?" Wade thought.

"Now that I have ranked up its now time to learn some spells and finally start taking missions!" Wade decided and went towards the Academy's spell counter near the trading area.

This was a small region between the Academic Area and the Trading Post. It was where the academy sold higher-levelled goods such as spellbooks and such.

 Although the items had set standards with no bargaining allowed, they were more expensive. The service of the staff was also bad and they were extremely cold.

Wade came to the front of a counter. Behind the glass casing was a grave-looking old man who wore a sleepy expression as if Wade's presence didn't make a difference.

"Excuse me!" Wade said. He could sense the energy waves of a Rank 4 Apprentice radiating from this old man.

"Abby! Inspect!"

"What do you want?" Being woken up the old man's voice sounded gloomy. It was like he had been distributed at an important time and his gaze gave him goosebumps.

[Beep! Name: Unknown. Strength: 2.0, Agility: 2.1, Vitality: 3.5, Spirit: 10.8, Status: Healthy ]

Wade gave a calm look back as he had, "Would you let me have a look at the basic spell models?"

"Take it!" The old man flung a dusty large book over to him and did not seem even slightly bothered about whether he was going to buy it or not.

"Respect the elderly!" Wade psyched himself and opened the book.

A spell model and the corresponding introduction appeared in his vision.

" Fireball. Description: Summon a formidable fireball to attack your enemies. Prerequisite courses: Foundations of Fire Energy, Construction of Spell Models."

"Shadow Sphere. Description: Use Shadow Energy to construct a fairly covert sphere. Prerequisite courses: Necromancy Studies, Construction of Spell Models."

" Earth spike. Description: Summon a spike from the ground to attack your enemies by surprise. Prerequisite courses: Foundations of Earth Energy, Construction of Spell Models."

"Shadow Clone. Description: Use Shadow Energy to construct a clone for scouting, fighting and escape purpose. Prerequisite courses: Necromancy Studies, Foundation of Darke energy, Construction of Spell Models."

After looking through most of the book he found that these were the most basic spells and no advanced spells used by those Rank 5 Apprentice were shown.

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Back home, Huang Xuan saw Aubrey, who was in a suit, at once.
“Mr. Aubrey came for you. I let him wait for you in the living room,” Li Qing explained.
Huang Xuan nodded and shook hands with Aubrey. 
“Mr. White, I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I have plans tonight. Let’s get into business.”
By then, still nothing had been heard from Rolin. Huang Xuan started to realize how much he relied on the base. He didn’t know how the interpreter had interpreted “get into business”. Nor could he listen to Aubrey as if he was listening to Chinese, which made him feel that he had lost his judgment on the talk. Luckily, he hadn’t chosen to talk with Aubrey in English. Otherwise, there would be no way for them to talk about specialized issues.
Aubrey briefly talked about the purchase of the storing company, during which Huang Xuan’s mind had been wandering. Aubrey stopped, said something else and was ready to leave. Huang Xuan didn’t get up to see him off but walked into his own bedroom. He found the energy chain and called Rolin’s name in a low voice. Waiting, quietly. 
After the base had been upgraded to level 22, the energy chain had been of little use in saving energy. Huang Xuan had almost forgotten it.
It was getting dark. A cloud of dust was raised, and trees were rustling as if somebody were brushing them.
“Huang Xuan, dinner’s ready.” Li Qing knocked lightly on the door.
“OK,” Huang Xuan responded spiritlessly.
“Time for dinner.”
“OK!” Huang Xuan became impatient. Suddenly, he realized it was Rolin that had been talking to him this time. He jumped off the bed and asked, “Are you back? Everything OK?”
“Yes. It is advantageous to fight in my own territory. There is just a small problem.”
“What problem?” Huang Xuan was worried.
“A power cut occurred in Nanjing. There wasn’t enough energy, so to make sure the base was safe, I secured a lot of electricity through the energy chain. Now you must think out a remedy.”
“That’s fine.” Huang Xuan was relaxed. “What happened today? What do you mean by fighting in your own territory?”
“Some time travelers intruded into P112.”
Rolin answered calmly, but Huang Xuan was shocked. 
“Where are they? What happened?” he asked, blinking his eyes.
“They must have intruded by mistake. Their time machine was above level 21 but was in a negative energy circle and the time travelers were in poor health. I have forced the passage closed but didn’t find any intruders.”
“Have they left?” Hearing the word “intruders”, Huang Xuan was scared. “Will it be an army? That will be a huge trouble.”
“After the passage is closed, the intruders won’t be able to escape from P112. I hope you can help me find them.”
“What will happen to them when they are found? How many of them?”
“Just help.”
The blunt answer sounded so familiar that it even made Huang Xuan feel warm. He nodded immediately and asked, “How can I help you?”
“A lot of energy.”
“Understood.” 
Huang Xuan opened the door and shouted, “Brother Qing, ask Aubrey to come back.”
Against Aubrey’s expectation, before his company could close the deal on Capres, Huang Xuan expressed his interest in buying a few big energy enterprises and storing plenty of oil, gas, and ethanol, to which he firmly objected because it was stupid to spend 100 million dollars purchasing before a detailed plan was made. However, his client had made up his mind.
“The sooner, the better.”
“How is it possible to settle it in days? A purchase is like a war, which might take only two or three days, but the preparation might take months or even years,” Aubrey thought, but half an hour later, he met Ned, the representative of the Standard Chartered Bank of the United Kingdom, who brought a letter of credit of 100 million dollars. Ten minutes later, the investment advisor of the United Bank of Switzerland brought another letter of credit of 100 million dollars. All of a sudden, Aubrey started to be anxious.
After dinner, all the representatives of the banks informed had arrived. Li Qing served some snacks.
“That’s it. I want to buy some energy companies and hope you each can do an investment report for me. If it is OK, I will entrust you with the purchase,” Huang Xuan said while eating mung bean cakes.
Charles Dutoit with the United Bank of Switzerland writhed his body and asked, “Is the investment volume of Mr. Huang limited to the 100 million dollars deposited in our bank or not?
Obviously, the others were also concerned with the question. Huang Xuan smiled and answered, “I have 250 million dollars in cash that can be employed in investment. I intended to assign the companies among you three banks, but if your report is good enough, I won’t care about who will execute the purchase.”
After that, he looked at Aubrey and said, “I hope Mr. White can settle the issue of the storing companies in these days.”
“Don’t worry.” Aubrey nodded his head hard. “It sounds that Huang Xuan has decided to let Citigroup purchase the storing companies, meaning that Citigroup has already won advantages over the other two banks. A month ago, we thought that this teenager had only two million dollars in cash, but suddenly, now, he has 250 million. Is there gold everywhere in China?”
“One more thing.” Huang Xuan looked at the three and tapped on the table. “I want to buy crude oil or ethanol delivered in July. Any suggestions?”
One of the most important indexes in futures trading was circulation. The goods delivered later usually possessed better circulation, and thus were more expensive. The closer to the trading day, the closer to the price of the goods on hand. Hence, goods delivered in July were the same as goods on hand.
Aubrey was worried that Huang Xuan didn’t understand it. He gave a little cough and said, “Mr. Huang, I have a question. Do you want to deal in forwards and futures or goods on hand?”
“Goods on hand, of course.”
Aubrey smiled. It seemed this client knew a little about futures business.
“Only Chicago Merchandise Exchange deals in ethanol futures presently. It is in small trading volume, and many customers choose delivery settlement. There are many kinds of crude oil, such as light oil, medium oil, and heavy oil. Besides, there are differences according to the sulfur content and the places of origin too, which both cause the differences in cost. Which kind of oil or which place of origin of oil would you like?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Poor Mr. White had never met such an investor, whom he would call stupid. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and decided to make it clear.
“Mr. Huang, how much do you want to buy, and how are you going to store it?”
Huang Xuan had become impatient. Rolin didn’t even know, how should he know? He drank some tea, then put the cup down and said, “I am going to spend 50 million dollars on it. As for the amount and the storage, they are your job. Otherwise, why do I pay you the commission? Right?”
“Sure. Sure. Mr. Huang, don’t worry. Please leave them to us. We guarantee you an excellent job.”
“I want the goods on hand as soon as possible. No matter how many there are, deliver them to Sao Paulo. That simple. Whoever is done with the scheme first gets the 50 million dollars. Clear?”
“Clear,” the three answered in chorus.
 
 


Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel.

Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity.

Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century.

Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 

A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 

Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass?
Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder?
Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors?

Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt  because they are short of funds.

There is a solution to every problem.
...



When Ves first received an introduction of the Harkensen System, he felt some deja-vu. In his eyes, the Harkensen System was the poor man's version of the Bright Republic's Bentheim Region.

"Harkensen III is a pale copy of Bentheim. Harkensen II is like Rittersberg but a bit less snobby. Harkensen I is like Moira's Paradise but without the aquatic culture."

Still, copies or not, each of the planets provided something different to the star system. Having them concentrated in a single star system provided enormous conveniences to visitors, especially the bigger ones that brought a whole fleet.

Ves wouldn't be able to see the thousands of ships that flew back and forth from the viewports, but he easily called up a chart that showed how many vessels were present in the Harkensen System.

The chart depicted thousands of dots, each of which represented a fully capable starship. Many of them were in transit. They either transitioned at the edge of the system and burned their way to the interior, or finished their business at one of the planets and burned towards one of the many highly congested Lagrange points.

One indicator of success to a star system was to see whether congestion took place at their Lagrange points. Considering that the ships needed to wait up to an hour for them to get their turn, Harkensen's success only paled in comparison to Bentheim.

"This is truly a melting pot of different origins."

Ves casually read through the registries of the ships present in the system. Only a portion hailed from Reinald. Many came from other third-rate states such as the Roppo Principality or the Council Stars of Lisz.

He even spotted lots of trade ships bearing the flag of the Bright Republic! They mostly traveled in convoys escorted by foreign mercenary corps.

A significantly greater amount of Vesian trading vessels flew back and forth as well. It couldn't be helped as the Reinald Republic was a direct neighbor of the Vesia Kingdom. Even though relations between the two states were rather frosty, that didn't hinder the pursuit of benefits among their trading conglomerates.

"Earn money first! What? Pirates? Who are you calling pirates?! I'm an honest Reinaldan, I swear to my mother and grandmother! Hey, I've got a great deal for you! This five percent discount is yours!"
Although the Vesians and Brighters waged a very intense war against each other, the ships that hailed from the two wartorn states behaved especially discrete.

Neither side attempted to bump into each other, not that their cargo ships could deal a lot of damage in the first place. Reinald's traffic managers also paid a lot of attention to every ship's origin. They did their best to separate ships from rival states from each other and forced them to adhere to separate routes.

The Verle Task Force received a lot of attention from the Honored Ones, which was Reinald's mech military. Every unit of the Honored Ones bore an emblem that consisted of a silhouette of ancient viking warriors.

Just after the Vandals arrived, a patrol squadron flew alongside the Vandals and transferred over a bunch of inspectors. Every mech aboard every Vandal ship needed to be sealed. Ves had already arranged the mech technicians to seal the mechs beforehand, so the inspectors found very few problems.

Of course, people always slipped up. Some of the seals put on damaged mechs didn't look very proper. These mechs could still inflict a lot of damage at their current state, so the mech technicians worked overtime to fix their mistakes.

"With the problem cases taken care of, I don't see any further problems, Mr. Larkinson." An Honored One bearing the uniform of an inspector spoke. His accent bore the clipped and harsh tones of a typical Reinaldan accent.

"I'm glad our condition finally meets your approval." Ves replied as they both arrived at the airlock in one of the corridors of the Shield of Hispania. "We're all looking forward to entering the Harkensen System."

"You certainly deserve it! I've eagerly followed mech regiment's exploits. You Vandals sure gave the Vesians a good thrashing."

"It wasn't without cost."

"We understand." The inspector nodded with a smile. "The Harkensen System is always open to warriors with honor such as the Flagrant Vandals. Our berths are already reserved for the arrival of your ships. I understand that many deals are in the works. I hope your mech regiment enjoys doing business here!"

Ves scratched his head once he saw the inspector off. From the information he received from men aboard the other ships, the Reinaldans only exerted their efforts on detecting weapons of mass destruction and making sure the mechs bore the proper seals. Their inspectors barely paid attention to anything else, including other threats or contraband.

Their conduct carried an implicit message. Any visitors could bring as much shady stuff as they wanted, as long as they made an effort into keeping their contraband out of sight.

Ves had no doubt that at least a quarter of the ships paying a visit to the Harkensen System sought to offload their contraband to the grey or black markets. Frankly speaking, the Harkensen System appealed more upright outfits that largely worked within the boundaries of the law. Their grey market was far more prominent than their black market.

"If you want to see the really bad stuff, you should visit the Mulendrone System instead." Iris once told him. "That place is a cesspool of humanity. There's no greater black market in the neighborhood than the one in Mulendrone. Everyone there is a wolf in sheep's clothing. If the pirates don't make such a good effort to disguise themselves, the MTA would have imploded Mulendrone's star by now."

Fortunately, the Flagrant Vandals carried the official sanction of the Mech Corps. Despite the lukewarm support they received from headquarters, the Vandals didn't have to suffer the ignomies of being branded as outlaws.

Now that the Vandals finally entered neutral space, it was hard for them to shake off the habit to regard everything outside with hostility. Many servicemen had been so inured in war that they found it difficult to adjust to a neutral star system.

At the next conference meeting, Major Verle explained their upcoming plans.

"We will be spending up to four weeks in the Harkensen System. This won't be enough time for us to restore our full strength, but we're down almost five-hundred mech pilots, so it won't help us if we have more mechs than we can make use of. From what the repair yards we've contracted have promised, four weeks is enough to restore the FTL drives of our logistics ships."

Both their landbound and spaceborn contingents endured heavy damage in the previous journey. Though the Vandals finally made it out alive, they permanently lost almost half of their precious mech pilots.

These were Brighters who trained from ten years old to pilot a mech. After graduating, they entered into the Mech Corps and underwent another round of intensive training before they were assigned to their mech regiments. Although the Flagrant Vandals might not have been very prestigious, their training standards wasn't too far off from the premier mech regiments.

Each mech pilot admitted into the Mech Corps was a treasure. Those with poor skills, insufficient aptitude or attitude problems would be rejected right out of hand during normal times. Everyone who made it through the initial inspection possessed the right qualities to become a soldier.

These people weren't as common as everyone thought. Many potentates failed to live up to their promise and could only find a piloting job in the private sector. Those who had what it took to join the military belonged to a privileged class that wasn't easy replaced.

The shortage of qualified mech pilots pained the Vandals who attended the meeting. It was impossible for them to refresh their ranks in Reinald space. They had to go all the way back to the Bright Republic to receive replenishment from the Mech Corps. Until then, they had to make do with half as much mech pilots.

Ves raised his hand. "Sir, how extensively do you want to restore our mechs? Do you wish to contract out their repair to the workshops on Harkensen III or do you want to keep it in-house?"

"At the end of our downtime, I want to see five-hundred pristine mechs." Major Verle grinned savagely at Ves. "It's very important for us to pair each mech pilot with a mech that is ready for war. Since it's unlikely we can accomplish this aboard our own ships while they are all under repair, we'll have to resort to outside workshops to do the work."

"Are the Reinaldans principled enough to repair our mechs without fudging them in any way? To be honest, sir, everything I've heard about the Reinaldans makes me think that it's better to keep everything under our control."

"You make a fair point, Mr. Larkinson, but we aren't strangers to doing business with the Reinaldans. As with everything, whenever possible we should trust but verify. The workshops and shipyards that we are working with have already agreed to let Vandals observe their work. This is important as many components integrated within our ships and  mechs are rather sensitive. We'll let the Reinaldans take care of the less-important repair work while our own men will perform the critical repairs."

That sounded like a messy arrangement to Ves. "This is going to be difficult to arrange, sir. We'll have to rent a secure workshop on the surface of Harkensen III to do all that work."

"Then it is a good thing you have a lot of experience in this area. Since you've founded a mech business before, setting up a temporary workshop won't be any trouble."

Ves smiled thinly at Major Verle. "I will do my best, sir."

Major Verle turned to a more anticipated matter. "Let's move on to shore leave. We'll be adopting a rotating schedule for every Vandal. No one is excepted from this, not even you, Chief Avanaeon! Go have some fun on Harkensen I. I practically order it. Perhaps you will finally see how much renown we've gained in the greater galaxy."

Some other staffers stepped in to lay out a detailed schedule for shore leave. Everyone pretty much enjoyed a two-week period of downtime where they could do as they pleased.

Those who wanted to enjoy a pure vacation would doubtlessly flock to the entertainment paradise of Harkensen I. Every Vandal received a fixed salary in bright credits which they could easily convert into Reinaldan marks. With the bump in payments due to serving during wartime, no one should be short on money.

Those who couldn't divorce themselves from mechs could hang around at the endless amount of mech pilot establishments on Harkensen III. The third planet from the sun also featured a robust mech duelling scene. Though only specialized and registered mech athletes were allowed to compete in the major mech arenas, the planet was notorious for hosting many underground fighting venues.

A Vandal mech pilot with a bone to itch would surely pay a visit there. Major Verle didn't approve of these fights, but he could hardly control his own men. A couple of Vandals would doubtlessly chew off more than they could bite and lose their lives in the process.

"As far as possible, make sure that your men won't get in trouble with the law. They can drink until their liver needs a regeneration treatment, they can pump their veins full of stimulants for all I care, but whatever they do, I better not hear any stories of a Vandal getting into a fight with Reinaldans!"

As guests of the Reinald Republic, the Flagrant Vandals needed to retain some scruples to their hosts. The tolerance of the Reinald Republic was fairly high when it came to scuffles between different groups of foreigners, but once a proper Reinaldan got hurt, the Honored Ones cracked down hard on the offenders.

Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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Yuuta was on a Carriage and is now headed to the Kingdom of Bronzelite to visit the Merchant Guild, "Hmmm...I hope Aki is ok alone at the Store..." he said as he looks outside of the Carriage.

"Mister Golem, Welcome to Bronzelite Kingdom" said the Coachman; He was kind of excited since he could visit a kingdom in another world like an MC of an isekai novel. As they enter the kingdom he looks from side-to-side o see a real medival and fantasy kingdom vendors selling unique foods from left to right; clothes, food and unique accessories you name it they have it.

"Mister Golem were here" said the Coachman. Yuuta got off holding a speaker and is in front of a huge building with an isignia of the Merchant Guild; Coins infront of a pouch. He enters the Guild wearing nothing but an apron and carrying a speaker, He can feel the gazes of the people around him confused? disgusted? he couldn't tell, and continues to walk to the receptionist.

"Hello?...Sir Golem? Welcome to the Merchant Guild! You can call me Anette, what is the reason for your visit?" said the Anette. Yuuta put the speaker down and adjusted the Volume; "Hello!!" the Volume was too high the people around him were shocked and looked at him scared and slightly trembeling. He quickly adjusted the volume again "Mic Test....1..2..3...is this ok" he asked Anette that was still a bit shocked "Y-yes.." replied Anette; "Actually, I'm here to see-", "Mister Golem Welcome to the Merchant Guild!" he was cut off by someone and he looks at the person to see that it was Ferra. She goes down to greet Yuuta and He could here the others mumbling "Why does Ma'am Ferra welcoming a lowly Golem..", "I don't know maybe the Golem is Madam Ferra's Bodyguard..", "Her Lover maybe?.." is what he heard what the others mumbling.

"Mister Golem lets continue what we were discussing at my office" she said as she goes to the 2nd floor of the Merchant Guild and Yuuta follows her carrying his speaker.

He enters Ferra's office as he looks around it looks like some of the furniture was an antique or something expensive. Ferra sits on top of her desk and Yuuta puts his speaker down. "So....Mister Golem, what do you want to partner up with the Merchant Guild?" ask Ferra as she looks at Yuuta; "ahem....What can the Merchant Guild offer?", "I can make you a noble, or perhaps you want your small time shop be at the top of the trading industry.... or maybe you want M-E" replied Ferra; "Miss Ferra this is a serious deal please keep your jokes to yourself" said Yuuta, "Do I not suit your taste Golem?" Ferra said seductively. That was not the problem she was a vey beautiful and sexy woman she has some voluptous bosoms and wearing those tight shirts any virgin would fall for her, but thats not the point; He's here for the future of the Convinient Store. "Miss Fe-" he was lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice Ferra was right infront him "Miss Ferra?"; "Do you really not want M-E" she said as she grabs Yuuta's apron and tugged the apron to bring him closer to her. "ahem, Miss Ferra lets get back to what we were talking about" he said and Ferra backed off and sat in her chair at her desk. 

"Ok, Mister Golem what do you want?" he couldn't put his finger on it but it seems like a switch in Ferra's head flipped and is now in Bussiness Mode. It was a long talk but they agreed on Anything that Yuuta wants info, employees or anything the Merchant Guild would everything in their power to get it for the Merchant Guild they get to use 5 of any products in his Store for 3 months they switch the products for the other ones while half of the profits go back to Yuuta.

Yuuta turned the cleaning room into Aki's bedroom and while Yuuta was away she took the Manga her Papa was reading amd tries to read it too but she just looks at the drawings.

A guy who was murdered was reincarnated as a Conviniece Store in another world

Next station F05 ---

The announcement on the sky train rang to inform passengers who are aiming to get off at the next station. Prepare to get off but I That just got up from F04 , can't get off at this station Because just one station, walk for 15 minutes, can save money

I sat in a chair next to the right exit door. Bow face down to play Soul Summoner on my mobile phone, ignoring people in Sky train Since it was ten o'clock in the morning And because of the relief So people looked at me wearing a high school uniform  on Wednesday 7 th months 1, they might wonder why I'm not at school.

And when arriving at station F07 , the sky train inspector came up to check as usual Walked straight to me and Ask why not at school I took my eyes off the daily special stage in game Then stared at him

"I have graduated from highschool But wanting to wear a high school uniform , I till want to be a JK girl so . . .you have any problem hah? "I said in a voice. Irritated and spell him through the eyes to believe as I said. Before he walking to go check other people

"Master, Please speak politely." Asu, who was sitting on my lap But ordinary people can't see it Warn with a tired voice

 "Master, just act like the JK girl looks just like that I didn't see nothing wrong,Sui Sui ~ "Kae, who is currently Floated like a floating cloud in the sky defending me

"In order to wear a costume, must wear a whole costume The habit is giggling. "Kono giggled while running away.

"Kono, don't run. Sit still. Spirit energy will break free from the spell and someone will see it."

"Yeah, that's it." I shrugged my shoulder before continue playing  Soul Summoner while pat Asu's head, which resent her friends 3 of4  soul cat does not support her side

   Next station F14 ---

After sitting for a long time Finally reaching the destination I stood up and waited at the door. Before walking off the train 

I Jump from the second floor of the station to chill walk on the walkway without being alarmed , panic , screaming at seeing a high school student body suddenly jumped up from the sky train station down to the ground floor, because all of them e no one saw me do it.

"If Grandfather Watanabe comes to see his grandchildren, take the skills of Striding different worlds Used to walk to sell garbage Of the Ju-Sang-Ohan Sanctum , It will definitely be tears flowing. "Asu said with a proud voice in my skill. That I use original  sperical Kirikuya Family skill with professional level.

ก้าวย่างต่างภพ(K̂āw ỳāng t̀āng p̣hph) Striding Different Worlds Is skill  that will allow users to travel to their intended goal without being seen Or sense  Except that it has someone more spiritual power than the user 

This skill  is often used as a traveling tunnel Going to places personally private And has never been able to travel far across regions Kanto-Kansai before 

Fully Length is three provinces and also have to prepare good things , good place for the auspicious time to perform the ceremony as well

But for me, who was chosen by Ju San Oh Soul Crystal ball ,  Just thinking of wanting to walk away from people Wished to disappear in dimensions Overlapping can create my own dimension That is superior to most subjects, strides differently No need to prepare anything, no need to cast Do not wait anything 

when i want to jump , blink , warp it must go in the  flash instantly And the people around me wouldn't panic that suddenly I disappeared too.

 My soul crystal ball is cheating. The best cheating of cheating !

If bad people have this power. . ., don't want to think. #Invisible This must be famous. Talk of the Town .

"Invisible man Really exist !" found evidence of the theft of many without a trace. Sex abuse case A lot of **** Before being caught by tracing semen Or fingerprints that police be collected, but there are probably hundreds of victims.

but  I was a good person. i don't use this super power to make anyone get into trouble Hahahahah~

"Young Master. . .why you laugh very evil" Azu said with swing tail hit my arm softly "What evil plan did you thinking now?"

"Yeah i think about it," I said. Azu rushed out of my hug and floated Staring my eyes and threatening the fluffy tail before the tail falls and floated in my hug again when heard that "I was thinking how much money I would get from the sale Ju-San-Oh garbage. "

 As I said, I'm a good girl. something like stealth to touch young girl's breast. . . no ! 

No , Never~ Never. . . Never Do. . . . Never do because four of my father's soul cat follow me as bodyguard  all the time !

Anyway, let find sometime that i'm free with good opportunities than hehe. Oh, unfortunately i laugh with evil voice again This time hahahahah


I and my four friends cuty soul cat walk down the main road. Before entering the old trade zone And enter a small, dark alley That the general people cannot see 

It's a a magic shop area for the magic world , spirit world ,soul world , behind world, underworld or any word you explain the dimension that normal human can't see can't sense  And I headed straight to the shop name "Black Horse Burger" which is both a magic shop And a strange monster meat burger inside with

The atmosphere is trendy, decorated in a fast food human world style. With customers coming to sit, dine, chat Sitting in exchange of magic item And practicing a lot of magical power I entered the face of a high school student without a face and i get warm greeting  by many guests in the shop

"Oh, the girl without the face of that person JK Have not met for nearly a year. Happy New Year. "Auntie long neck dressed in a colored kimono White with purple flower patterns on the body Friendly greetings and shouting to everyone to turn to look  "Here~ that JK girls without face came~ "

"Happy New Year." I greeted Auntie. Nicknamed "Oba Cabo-san" before greeting other people and excusing them go to sell magic items and owner McTacky in a modern chef uniform Wearing a tall white hat with a colored brooch yellow on the right eye continually droplets with red tears. But don't mess up the hat standing smiling behind the counter

"It's been a long time. This time whick item do you sell to my ?" he said, before walking to lead me to the second floor is a trading room of high-class magic. That must be accepted by the owner only to be able to come up

  "A little junk from Ju San Oh" I responded like every time I answer But he laughs out every time

"Hahahah, this time which type do you found garbage from them ? Let me see. "He opened the door to  general lounge room does not look very mysterious Two luxurious brown sofas are placed opposite each other with a glass table  is centered There are two cream-white windows showing a world of spirit that overlap overlayer with the human world in front.

One panel shows another normal image And all the four walls have a map of the world ahead With the background to be compared by The physical characteristics are the same. But the place name And the map scales are different

And there are chart  of the magic item that is needed now And the dealer chart with the owner, whose name is JK with no face attached to Top10.

I picked up three red fangs from my dimension storage  to put on the table Before picking up the  paper fan that remaining wooden frame and red kendama like the shrine gate without wires and no children


"Woah, really rubbish too, or this time? .. No, the power radiating Combined together, the equivalent of magic item level beyond human 2. "The owner sat down on the sofa opposite me. Before reaching and grabbing a yellow brooch on the Right eye, that brooch transformed into a single-eyed glasses lense with gold frame "So let's start evaluating."

@January 2018 , Tokyo Japan 

Sakurasaki Yume 
normally girl 18 Years old
born on 9 / 9 /1999
who live with family @ 404 room normally apartment
but. . . if you peep window to see what happen in this room  , you'll only see one black long hari girl play computer "Soul Summoner" game with float Mouse pen draw manga nearly and 4 sound of cat play with invisible man

yep, my family is. . . Ghost 
Father Mother die on my birthday
and who burn them body is Ju-San-Oh Organizer of bad Onmyoji who try to steal my "Ju-San-Oh Orb" in my body and Soul
. . .
They will not get anything
And I'm waiting for the time to get revenge !

but now. . . it's time for relax and use money that i get from steal them Artifact + Antiques of Soul to sell . . .
Pour all money for Salt-Chapon !!
[Gachapon in thai = กาชาปอง 
Salt in thai = เกลือ (Kelụ̄x) mean bad luck when spin roll gachapon 
so it my joke word = เกลือชาปอง Kelụ̄x-Chapon]

Mom & Dad : Yume ! You can't rolls Salt-Chapon with all money you have !

Yume : But i can sell more them(Ju-San-Oh) 
garbage for get more money !!

Mom & Dad : please ! low down you salt , or you will take a risk to have Kidney disease !!!





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Hello ~♪
This is my first Translate Novel form my native Language [Thai] to [English]
Sorry if i translate wrong sentence , grammar or anything else

**Normally i write novel on Dek-D Writer @ Dek-D.com [ Dek mean Child , D mean Good] 
so this novel "Soul Orb Chronicle" Copyright by me KuroNekoYuriya 
Started first chapter on 1/1/2018 and end on 29/9/2019**

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