Shiroihi Gakō, a man with no face or color meets a pencil, whne they fuse Shiroihi realized his power, and what he could do with it...

Ves resumed his work on his design after taking a break. The board meeting led to modest changes but gave everyone a lot of food for thought. One thing that struck him was that everyone pushed for mass production. They didn't believe the LMC could deliver the necessary quality to grow into the high end market.

"They're right, in a way."

He'd have to become a Journeyman Mech Designer to break into the top and most lucrative end of the market. That was still a long way off despite the help of the System.

"My various Skills have reached Journeyman-level, but I'm barely scratching the surface. I'm still short on depth and experience."

Ves vaguely estimated he would have to design at least five or six original models to gain the minimum amount of experience to advance. They also had to be distinctly different mech, so Ves couldn't get away with designing six identical knight mechs.

"Let's get back to work."

Ves thought about the implications of forming the structure of his artificial musculature from scratch.

"The more experienced mech designers can do this by heart. I haven't reached that level yet, even with the theories I've learned."

In such cases, it would be a shame to consult a reference book and adapt a expertly designed template that had been derived from examples of nature. For example, knight templates often took their inspiration from studying the bodies of athletes and soldiers.

Ves chose to be fairly extravagant by borrowing a high quality reference book from the Clifford Society's Moon Library.

It took a couple of says for the fast courier to deliver the secure materials required to read the book. For a price of ten merits, the Society went out of its way to make sure that Ves didn't propagate its contents.

He didn't spend his time in vain during the wait. He re-read the textbooks on Battle Mechatronics and looked back on his old designs to study the way their musculature worked.

Mechs generally adopted simplified structures compared to a human made out of blood and flesh. In particular, they didn't require so much fine control for their toes, neck and head. Knight mechs also sacrificed a lot of finesse in their arms in favor of brute strength.

"Still, a strong pair of legs forms the basis of a sturdy knight."

Knights relied on the strength of their legs to build up momentum and withstand shocks. They also depended on their legs for balance.

The reference book he borrowed happened to contain a couple of templates for all the different archetypes. After a lot of browsing, Ves chose to go with the lightest knight template.

"It's the most responsive and agile out of all the medium knight templates. It's the only choice that conforms with my vision."

The black phoenix would never sit still like a rock for long. It wished to endure attacks only up to the extent for it to close in on its opponent and take it out.

A lighter musculature that facilitated movement over force enabled this choice of battle. Unfortunately, Ves also had to accept a substantial reduction in arm strength.

"My knight will never match the strength of a purely offensive type like a swordsman mech."

He accepted the compromise, since his mech's substantial defense made up for its lacking offensive prowess. It aimed to outlast its opponents by surviving to the end rather than killing them off first.

Ves made a couple of tweaks to the standard template.

He increased the range of motion of the shield arm to facilitate bashing with the flat or sharp end of the phoenix-emblazoned shield.

He also strengthened the back and abdominal muscles to insure they wouldn't overstain if his mech dug into hardy ground.

His inexperience with designing a musculature led to long nights of continuous work. The black phoenix remained demanding throughout the process, sometimes even forcing Ves to throw away hours worth of development.

The delays resulted in further refinements that provided greater strength without taking up too much space, which was getting very cramped by now.

He sat back in his seat with a satisfied smile after the latest round of modelling pronounced his work to be without any major flaws.

"This is the best I can achieve at the moment."

It helped that he licensed a fairly premium artificial musculature system from the Society. If he licensed a generic one, he would have been forced to bulk up his frame.

Still, the various compromises he made so far made it clear it didn't excel as a damage sponge. "It's leaning a bit too heavily on the offensive side."

Ves intended to use the armor cladding process as a way to correct this imbalance.

Much like the artificial musculature, the application of the armor system also came with a lot of complexity. Many mech designers either used a reference book or modelled the most optimal layout with sophisticated processors.

This time, Ves declined to borrow another reference book. His experience and his Optimization Sub-Skills should be sufficient for him to design an adequate armor layout.

The Veltrex armor system consisted of a minimum of three layers.

The upper layer consisted of various composites that worked best against directed energy weapons.

The middle layer consisted of heavier alloys that specialized in stopping kinetic weapons.

The lower layer mainly dispersed heat and force that went through the other layers. It also worked great in mitigating explosive damage.

The weakness of this armor system became apparent. If an enemy force stripped the upper layer with a ballistic weapon, it could easily penetrate past the middle and lower layers. While their sheer thickness could still mitigate a certain amount of energy damage, it was obviously not ideal.

"I doubt my models will become prolific enough for enemies to know about this weakness."

Despite this wrinkle, the Veltrex armor system could withstand a surprising level of abuse for its thickness.

Some armor systems could be trimmed or thickened by adjusting the amount of layers.

The Veltrex system worked a little differently by adhering to the same three layers, only this time he could adjust the thickness of each of the layers.

Ves spent a lot of time with the fine-tuning of the armor layout. He adopted a fairly standard medium knight layout but trimmed some fat wherever he could get away with it. However, he didn't go too far, as a knight still had to withstand a lot of blows.

"Even if the internals are easier to repair, it's still not a good idea to make it easy to get past the armor."

He took his time in this phase, dragging it out over four weeks as he meticulously verified his design choices with advanced mathematical modelling. From chilly ice planets to desolate asteroids, Ves simulated every possible hostile environment he could come up with. His model performed surprisingly poorly in vacuum and hot environments.

"My mech doesn't generate as much heat as a laser rifleman, so I didn't put too many heatsinks in its design."

This limited its heat processing capacity. The only way his phoenix could shunt its heat was through shunting it from its feet or dissipating it through infrared radiation.

"Isn't it ironic for a phoenix knight to be prone to overheating?"

Ves decided to keep the current amount of heatsinks. Adding any more meant decreasing his mech's performance to an unacceptable level in his eyes. He took the Republic's geography into account as well.

"The Bright Republic doesn't have that many hot planets anyway, and spaceborn mechs are far more suitable to deploy in vacuum environments."

After making sure the armor held up in every other environment, Ves surrendered himself to his artistic fancies. He meticulously carved the upper layer of the armor with phoenix-themed reliefs.

He shaped the generic humanoid face into a phoenix's head. He carved up the shoulder pauldrons into a feather-like appearance. He added minor decorative lines throughout the torso to reinforce its association with blackfire and phoenixes.

The only downside to this 'extra' addition was that the carvings affected the structural integrity of the armor system. Ves had to bulk up many of the sections due to the weaknesses he inadvertedly introduced.

"It's worth it, though. My design looks good, really good."

He already applied a coating of black and gold to his mech. The change in color amplified the connection between the design and the image in his mind. The black phoenix strongly approved of the phoenix knight's impressive appearance. It definitely possessed a strong level of gravitas that he only found in his recent Marcus Aurelius limited edition model.

What particularly stood out from its appearance was its underlying menace. The black coating gave his design a sinister association that Ves didn't see very often in knights.

The Marc Antony Mark II radiated aggression as well, but it always had a noble and flamboyant touch to it. The phoenix knight decried the brave charge, choosing instead to triumph over its opponent through a mix of guile and speed

"This doesn't fit with the knight ethos. Even offensive knights don't go this far."

Fortunately, Ves still had to design its shield and armor. He compensated for the menace by adding a slightly wider shield. He spent over three days perfecting the phoenix wing design on its surface. The asymmetrical look caused by the exaggerated curling wing gave it a distinctly exotic moon-like appearance.

As for the sword, Ves went ahead with designing it as planned. The winged guards and the phoenix body hilt gave the sword a fine touch, but besides that he didn't stray from standard doctrine. Together with the use of generic sword alloys, it was clear the sword would never be able to outshine the shield, which Ves had cladded it entirely with premium Veltrex armor layers.

His mech came into shape after more than three months of design work. The seasons changed and the tension between the Republic and the Kingdom neared the boiling point. Despite the passing of time, Ves hardly noticed any of it as he became subsumed in perfecting his design.

He spent the final weeks in subjecting his tentatively functional design through a barrage of tests. Quite often, the simulations revealed a host of flaws in the interaction between the armor and the internals underneath. These flaws hadn't showed up when Ves tested those systems in isolation. Only when he put together every piece in a single package did the flaws come to light.

"This is still rather sloppy for me. It's taken longer to eliminate all these flaws than I thought.

Nevertheless, Ves successfully completed his first iteration of what he temporarily called the Blackbeak.

"Blackwing sounds better, but it's too bad my mech isn't capable of flight."

Perhaps he'd adopt the name for an aerial variant of his design. The base model possessed sufficient space in the back to accomodate a flight system, though he would also have to overhaul the internals to increase its heat-handling capacity.

"That's a problem for later."

Now that he finished a solid design with concrete specs, Ves thought about the next step in his design process.

"I'm going to have to fabricate a prototype and subject it to an extensive amount of gruelling tests."

This went doubly so for knights that specialized in long-term durability. Ves couldn't trust his mathematical models to reflect the actual truth. His design might still hide a small number of critical flaws.

"The thing about models is that they reflect a distorted version of reality. No single model exists so far that can simulate our reality with perfect fidelity."

Even the System's impressive models admitted defeat in this area. For an existence capable of materialization and time travel to express its inferiority in this area, Ves didn't delude himself that he could trust his models blindly.

"First, let's see what the others have to say. They must be brimming with anticipation with what I've been cooking up all these months."

He exited his office, only to encounter a worrying development.

"What's happening?" Ves asked.

"You should check the mech portals." Carlos replied as he passed him a data pad. "One of your competitors is one step ahead of you."

Ves glanced at the news article and found to his surprise that another Apprentice Mech Designer debuted an offensive knight design as his first original mech. Could this be a coincidence?

Then he recognized the designer.

"I know this guy."

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy!

In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war!

Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings.

Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond!

His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm! However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation!

With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits.

This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last?

"Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!"

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I Let Out A Tired Sigh. I quickly remove all of my clothes, down the remaining coffee in the mug and jump into the shower. I wash the frustration out of my hair and calm my body for a while. Once I'm sure all the warm water is done for, I dry myself and put on some fresh and crispy pair of pyjamas and comfortable baggy t-shirt and jump onto the couch. I open my silver laptop and as if all the weight is back again.

I've been trying to prepare the cover for my new chapbook, "Sea Full Of Stars" for the past three days now. I'm not a visual artist and hiring one costs too much and I'm too broke to spend bills on softwares. It's never easy being a writer. Writing itself can be such a lonely process, although it is my first home. But then I have to design a cover that is not only catchy, mysterious and unique but also conversely uninhibited. Great. I spend hours trying to find the right website that'll let me make one for free.

For a minute there, I sit back tired and almost defeated. What if books didn't have covers, I think to myself. I could've saved all this hassle and been sleeping on my lonely bed in peace. I'd be "Netflix and Chilling" on my phone. I'd probably have been writing something new.

But what about all the books I've read? I confess that I've also once trusted the image more than the not-so-convincing texts. The Great Gatsby by Fitzgerald with it's original art work is a stunning masterpiece. The eyes, the blue and the glam packed in it's dressing is an unbelievable turn on for any reader. But then again it wasn't designed by Fitzgerald himself. It was illustrated by Francis Cugat, a little known artist back then. It was the Gatsby that made me realise that it is an art to cover the book with a cape.

The same cannot be said for all the other books in my collection. Interpreter Of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri or Pablo Neruda's Love don't have the most convincing covers. I bought those books for the rave reviews I'd heard of them.

I do know that Rupi Kaur illustrated her own books. I get up and bring out all the poetry books that I own and try to fathom the making of their book art. The simplicity in Rupi's artwork is really appealing, but on the other hand Atticus's books look way too fancy. But the one thing they had in common is that their book covers were exactly what their book title said.

I too want my cover to reflect the idea and spirit of my book. But I don't know anyone who can design a book cover. Or who understands or reads my book or my art. I don't have my Francis Cugat.

I turn back to my computer, reducing it's brightness first because outside it's turning dark and I don't want to turn the light on just yet. I make a mental conversation with myself that if it doesn't work this time, I'll just use a template by Kindle Direct Publishing.

This time I go to YouTube and type 'how to make a paperback book cover for free' and hit Enter. The first video is of a middle-aged white man on the thumbnail, his hair slightly brown and a straight face. I click on it. The video starts demonstrating the process of making an easy to go book cover on this website called Canva.

I've used this app on my phone before but I never knew it could be used for making a paperback dress. I go to the site and follow all the instructions. I choose the image very mindfully, edit it, use the right fonts and change the colors. I do the same with the back cover and add a piece of poetry there. Then I keep following the instructions and after failing countless times, I make the perfect book cover for my latest collection.

I wipe the tears of joy slipping down my cheeks. I know I haven't made the best or make-you-pick-the-book-up kind of cover, but I'm happy.

I realise that I'm more happy because I could finally do something that fits the rules of the modern mass publishing world. I did something that will make people want to give me a look.

If it was upto me, I'd have the cover completely black or yellow and only bare my name and the name of the book. But that's not the case. I just smile with the fact that I made something that reflects the imagery or mood of my book. And I know that even with the exhausting role my cover will play, it won't ever gain the respect it deserves.

I go to bed hungry and drift off.

In these short stories, through personal episodes, the author talks about the complex idea of book covers being more commercial rather than artistic in the perspective of a reader as well as a writer.

Sun Mo, the top teacher of No. 2 High School was transported to Tang Country of Central Province after falling into the water and became an intern teacher which just graduated. 
He actually has a fair and rich fiancee who is actually also the headmaster of a famous school. However, the reputation of this school has declined and the school was soon to be removed from the education list and abolished...
Sun Mo's mission is to help his fiancee to sit on the headmaster's chair securely and make the school return the rankings of the nine greats (the top nine schools.)
After he obtained the Absolute Great Teacher System, he could mold trash into gold, helping lousy students to become geniuses.
Under Sun Mo's guidance, his disciples who used to be bad in school, could rule supreme in terms of their education in a year, become a 'study-emperor' in three years, and an academic god in five years. 
They would soon become big BOSSes in studying!
You dare to say that I, as a great teacher, depends on false reputation? 
The Sword Hero, Spear Saint, Saber Devil, Holy Maiden, Peerless Country Leader, Devil Emperor, Two Saints, Three Paragons...all of them were taught by me! Are you scared or not?
The thing I like most is to transform a bronze-grade salted fish into a king-grade BOSS. Sun Mo stated!

Bai Qiao's wish was surprisingly unusual, but it wasn't unachievable. After the exorcism convention, Boss Jin received a massive sum of prize money. He was extraordinarily good to his wild daughter, even though in Bai Qiao's eyes, Boss Jin this daddy was nothing but a means for her own enjoyment… 
After the negotiation, Bai Qiao signed a new agreement with Wang Ling: as long as he could fulfill her wish to develop a game, she would be willing to return with him.
But now there was another problem.
Everyone here was good at playing games, but not at making them… Games didn't just require a high level of creativity – the level of scrutiny had progressively increased in recent years, and many new games weren't even able to obtain license approvals from the relevant body, all of them ultimately rotting away in the hands of the game companies.
In exchange for these huge investment costs, the games couldn't even be released – for the time being, game companies big and small on the market were caught in a dilemma.
So, the question was what kind of game they should make. Large game companies like Horseguin and NetHard[1] dominated the top rankings with games like MOBA and PUBG. If they developed a similar type of game, it would be very hard to steal a piece of this pie.
But before even getting that far, no matter how exquisitely made a game was, small game companies couldn't compare with established companies in terms of server operations and maintenance – as soon as a huge number of users flooded the server, it would most likely crash.
But Bai Qiao already had her own ideas about the game design. If a new game wanted to gain a foothold in the game market monopoly, creativity would be a key factor.
It was August 29th, the sixteenth day of the summer vacation. Wang Ling's room had never been this lively with so many people. Wang Ming, who had been pushed around for a long time in the lab by Zhai Yin, had also come… however, it wasn't Wang Ming himself who came, but the mecha armor he was controlling remotely, Wang Ling Two.
After the trip to Beast King's Remains the last time, the latest Wang Ling Two had been upgraded and modified using Wang Ling One as the base. Not only could it be used in battle via long-range control, it could also be recalled at a click to combine with the original body. Most crucially, Wang Ling Two already had basic artificial intelligence and thus had its own consciousness.
That was to say, Wang Ling Two's current capability was already very close to that of the advanced clone "Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch" which Wang Ling had created by using the Great Separation Spell. Wang Ling Two's memories would also synchronize with Wang Ming's brain. The only difference was that Wang Ling Two wasn't as strong as Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch.
In the room, Dog Two, Jingke, Little Silver, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Wang Ling Two surrounded Bai Qiao in a circle.
"Tell us your ideas for the design first; you can leave the rest to me after that." When Wang Ling Two this artificial human replica spoke, it was with Wang Ming's distinct voice.
"I want to design a cultivation simulation sandbox game with a high degree of freedom!" Bai Qiao's face brightened when the subject of games was brought up, and her eyes seemed to shine with light. "I'm going to call it 'Cultivation Emulator.' Characters, spells, cultivation arts, magic artifacts… including the world itself, everyone can set the parameters themselves. Players don't operate characters, but an entire world – they have to consider the power balance between forces and maintain order in the world. To ensure that the world you create can develop in a sustainable way – this is the key to this game!"
"So the main point of the game is to run a whole world? Will in-game purchases be possible?" Little Silver asked. As another fan of games, he had played some of the top-ranking games in the months that he had been living at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's place, and whatever he could spend on, he would! The one he hated the most was "Dungeon & Devils." He was rendered speechless by the game's weapon upgrade system – he had even thrown in his food delivery money, but still couldn't upgrade his weapons no matter what.
Later, after Little Silver watched some online videos, he found out that those who had successfully upgraded their weapons had been kowtowing on the side as it happened – they used their foreheads to click the mouse to demonstrate their sincerity… 
"There won't be any in-game purchases; it's an absolutely fair game. In order to make money, however, we can instead design trendy fashion to sell."
"Will wearing trendy clothes add to your attributes? Like an extra 10 ATK?" Little Silver raised his hand and asked.
"No."
Bai Qiao resolutely shook her head.
"What about the power struggle?"
"That will automatically take place depending on the design parameters and the basic characters. For example, you can pre-set how many major forces your world will have, the distribution of power, and so on. However, the composition and size of the force will depend on character parameters. As for each character's talents, attributes, personality and so on… the player can freely design all these at the beginning.
"Based on their attributes and personalities, these characters will develop freely in the world and finally form their own forces according to the pre-installed script. Players won't have any control over this, which is why the characters' personalities have to be defined right from the start."
"Can we set up a world without any villains?" Dog Two asked.
"You can! In this free cultivation world, the player is god. Of course it's fine if you want to create a perfect world without any evil. However, whether a world like that can continue to run is another matter. You've heard the story of the catfish and sardines, right? A civilization grows in strife. If there is no pursuit of or desire to change, the world itself will not progress," Bai Qiao said.
Wang Ling Two nodded. "I have a rough idea of what you want now. However, we still need a sandbox game template and some basic programming parameters. I need some real data as reference."
Right after Wang Ming said that, Book of Sage Immortal suddenly spoke up before Wang Ling could say a word. "I calculate that there's a 98% chance that my lord will have me search for a suitable world and imitate its parameters."
Wang Ling: "…"
"Can a super outdated tablet like you do that?" Bai Qiao's eyes sparkled.
"Yes, Miss Bai Qiao! It's very easy!" Book of Sage Immortal replied.
Book of Sage Immortal then projected an image of a blue and brown planet. "These are the parameters for Earth in the tenth universe from six hundred million years ago. Miss Bai Qiao can create the characters now; I'll combine them with this tenth universe, and extrapolating from that, simulate the future development of the world.
"Not just Miss Bai Qiao, but everyone here can also try creating your own characters. Let's see what sort of impact they'll have on the world in the future…"
Saying this, Book of Sage Immortal turned to look at Wang Ling. "My lord, would you like to create the first character?"
Book of Sage Immortal was well aware that in the end, its master was Wang Ling. Giving Wang Ling first priority in creating a character was giving him face, and there was a 78% chance that its lord wouldn't smash it to bits… 
[1] A riff on Tencent's penguin mascot and Chinese game company NetEase.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
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When Lia came back to her workplace from the Steel Chick tavern, she plunged into the sofa in the hall. She was surprised to see Amaryll prepared a surprise party in the tavern to welcome her into their little girl's group.
Except for Arrora, all the girls drank the freshly brewed ale until they couldn't as Amaryll also made her chug down a bunch of mugs. Arrora had to carry over drunk Amaryll to the castle and dropped Lia in her room a couple of hours before.
With a hangover cure made by Amaryll's assistants, the two goblins, Lia was able to come to work.
After lifting herself up, she walked to her table and started working. Lia spread out a piece of paper and wrote down the specifications she needed and drew a rough design of the fishing ships.
The book of ark had designs for not only warships but also all types of ships, such as fishing boats and cargo ships. Coupled with her grandfather's notes, she could build any one of the ships in the book given the required materials. 
"What do I know about the water?"
Lia talked to herself and grabbed the map of Agoria and the detailed map of the Avelon continent. And after studying both the map and the book of ark, she painted a clear picture in her mind about what type of ship is best suited for them.
"Each ship would need to carry two to three cannons as well as about twenty people"
Even though it's a fishing ship, Knight instructed her to design the boat to fit two to three cannons for protection against the hostile sea folks and the pirates.
"What's an Accelerator? Looks like some kind of device"
While she was searching for how to build the mast for the ships, she saw 
a long tubular shape drawing on the book and found out that all the ancients ships used a device called Accelerator to move instead of sails and masts.
"Powder Suede, Grave Erithium, Grim Dust, Impulsevelour, Fluke Weave"
She didn't know any of the required materials to build an Accelerator as she marked down to ask Lord Ken or Lord Benedict or Lady Reghys.
"What's the next thing? Oh, right the ship needs to sail on inland rivers and sea. It would need to be stable and reliable and also it would need to be easy to operate so that the people could handle it quickly after minimal training"
Considering all these points and with her knowledge of the book of ark, she found a perfect ship.
"Spirit"
It's what the ancients called this ship. On the paper, the ship appeared to be a strangely carved and painted vessel. Her hull required a material called Celenium to build. The book of the ark had the formula to produce Celenium and according to her grandfather's notes, this material is strong but lightweight, a perfect material to build a ship. This ship also seemed to be outfitted with lower-deck viewing windows, powerful hull lights powered by life stones, and retractable spy glasses.
"Let's add a cannon space and sails as an alternative way to sail the ship"
Lia quickly made a few changes to the original design and came up with a design of her own.
After the ship type was determined, the next key point was to determine 
how fast she could build the ships and fortunately the Accelerator could be fitted inside the ship after building it, so she didn't have to take the Accelerator into consideration.
The construction of the boat using Celenium was much easier than that of a wooden boat. She only needed to make a wooden template reinforced with strong metal bars, and then fill it with the Celenium. 
"Casting method huh?"
The ancients called this method casting and gave Lia a whole new perspective of building ships. Until now, she didn't know such methods existed as it took months and even years to build a ship depending on its function and size with the traditional method. Back home, they would first choose suitable wood and materials for a different part of the ship, then they would bring all the materials to fix them together and this may sound easy, but she knew it was extremely difficult and required professional builders.
Yet, with the casting method, she guessed it would take a week or less to build the Spirit. The wooden ship would need regular cleaning and coating, while the Spirit type ships would not require much maintenance. It could be built at a low cost considering all the materials needed to produce Celenium was rather cheap, but still, the ship would be strong and durable. 
Lia knew it might not be as easy as this to build a warship but for now, she could build the fishing boats quickly, if someone helped her with building the Accelerator.
"Let's finalize the design"
As she said, she picked up a quill and carefully drew the final version of the spirit ship.
...
(After three days)
A shed with walls was put up along the Turtle River of Agoria. The river was located near the Agoria castle and ran through the kingdom to the outerlands. Normally the river would run with a terrifying force and speed as the locals avoided putting their legs into the river unless they wished fast traveling to death. However, now the terrifying river seemed unmoving as the cold slowly froze the water.
In order to facilitate the launching of the ships, Lia chose the shipbuilding site as close as possible to the river bank.
"Lady Lia, come inside, you'll catch cold if you stand outside"
Lia turned her head to see a black armored girl asking her to come inside the temporary shed they made to build ships before building an actual shipyard.
"Yes"
She nodded as she followed the girl inside and brushed away the snow on her head. Sheds could keep out the wind and snow. At the same time, two pots of charcoal were put in the room to avoid the impact that low-temperature had on the hardening effect of the Celenium.
When Ken came carrying a bag of white powder, she first thought that it was flour. 
But he mixed the white powder with seawater and heated the mixture in high heat. That was when she saw the Celenium, a white goo like substance that would become extremely strong, durable, and light when cooled off.
With the help of Stodemar and the dwarves, Lia created the cast of the hull. The arched bow would reduce the forward resistance, and the square stern would increase the loading area to accommodate cannons and sailors. In the center, they set up two masts. The masts were inserted into the bottom of the ship and connected to the metal beams passing through the centerline of the ship. At the stern, they set up a stake reserved for the rudder. The lower decks had enough space to put thirty to forty beds for the sailors and had a separate room for the captain which interior was designed by Amber.
Once the cast and Celenium were ready, Lia ordered the workers to start the pouring operation.
They poured the bubbling hot white goo into a cast. The middle of the cast was hollow, and the walls were delicately curved, forming the cabin walls. At first sight, it looked like a strange floating house.
Everyone involved in the construction, including Lia, had never thought that this strange thing made out of a new type of substance would become a ship. Lia stared at the casting process without batting an eye and prayed for the success of her project.
If this was regular shipbuilding, she wouldn't have felt the pressure as that would have been like a walk in the park for her but this was the first time she built an ancient ship out of the book of ark. She had zero experience and never worked with Celenium or the casting method ever before.
"Lady Lia, please be calm"
The girl who asked her to come inside came to her side and consoled her while she was biting her nails in tension.
"You think it will float?"
Lia asked while still looking at the casting process.
"It is a strange-looking ship and I've never heard of a ship that wasn't built using wood but I've seen many miracles happen in Everlight, Lady Lia, this will be another one"
Considering the girl was wearing the helmet to cover her face, Lia couldn't see her expression, yet she could tell the girl was speaking sincerely.
"Lady Lia, how long will it take the white goo to cool down?"
After staring at the casting process for a few more hours, the girl asked.
"Four days"
**********************
Four days after they placed the ship in the casting room, the day to launch the vessel finally arrived. She wished Knight was here to see this, but he was busy planning the security for the coronation ceremony. She was grateful for Lady Reghys who came here to melt the frozen river so they could test sail the boat.
All the workers were left stunned when Lia ordered them to put the boat made of a strange substance that had taken them a lot of work into the water, making everyone wonder whether they had misheard him. Even the dwarves looked bewildered under their helmets.
However, that was indeed Lia's order.
She had people temporarily dismantle the shed and had them dug a slope below the boat, leading into the river. This part had to be handled with great caution because even though the cooled off Celenium was strong, she didn't want to take any chances as even a small hole could sink the entire boat.
 The ship was placed on top of metal bars and ropes would control the speed at which it slid. When everything was prepared, the workers let the wrist-thick rope slowly slide through their hands, making sure that it would always point in a straight line. While the workers were shouting their slogan in sync, the vessel slowly slid over the logs, creating an intense sound of friction.


Rise of the Legendary Emperor 2: https://www.webnovel.com/book/rise-of-the-legendary-emperor-2_19876873706750605

Revenge is a dish that tastes best when served cold but can a single man take revenge on a powerful kingdom?

Do you like it when a hero kills an arrogant young master but spares or falls in love if the arrogant one turns out to be a young miss?

Do you like it when the mc collects beauties like trophies on every arc rather than working towards his goal?

Do you like it if the MC has to save his friends and family every single time from his enemies? 

Do you like it when the MC is a goodie two shoe who has to save every single character he meets like a good samaritan?

The answer is probably NO.

This story takes place in a world ruled by the humans after winning the war against the other races and every single race has been hunted down like prey by humans ever since.

However, everything's going to change when another worlder steps into this world with only one goal, to destroy everyone who wronged him in the past.

But no one realized, there's an evil force from ancient times that has already started to wake up and the only hope to win against this evil force is DON.

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**NOTE** :-  Before you read the book,you have to know somethings
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Dayna took off his boots and placed them roughly by the doorway. Walking back to the store the System had gifted him was a hassle, but it was easier to walk from the Upper City to the Lower City than vice-versa.

It was just a standard store in the Lower City of Vance. Dayna's hit request was in the Upper City, separated by the river. 

His hit had been in the Shopping District. Unfortunately, he was a bit preoccupied and didn't have the time to sight-see.

The Upper City was a great deal nicer than the Lower City. 

Though Dayna's Dungeon Office could only be a run of the mill housing in the Upper City, it was a high tier residency in the Lower City, and would be the subject of envy. 

"Looks like even the System is helpless against the price of real-estate."

Dayna's store would be on the lowest floor and could be accessed off the main street.

As for Dayna's living quarters, they were upstairs.

The store was made from a mix of wood, concrete and fired bricks. In fact, most of Vance was made of these three materials.

For now, the store had only the bare minimum, including a counter and some shelves. Dayna could purchase better furniture, layouts and décor from the Interface.

"System, you told me before that I could unlock certain features once I reach level one?"

Really, the only reason Dayna procrastinated his hit request for so long was to give himself time to prepare.

"And the System had the audacity to tell me that guy was the weakest on the Hit List. Tell me, if I went in blindly, would I have made it past ten minutes?" 

Familiarizing himself with Alterra was a good move, or else he wouldn't have been able to understand any of the principles of magic cultivation.

In Rome, do as the Romans do.

"Though it was a shame I didn't have any points to buy spells from the System, that won't be a problem now."

For his next hit request, he could be a bit more flexible. 

Rather than the hit requests, Dungeon making was obviously the function Dayna was most looking forward to. His own creative muscles were waiting to be stretched, and just thinking about it wiped away most of his fatigue.

He was a spicy chicken at Maths and Literacy, but in design, he was a high-flier.

Whether it was visual arts, architecture, industrial design or IT, Dayna was the apple of his teacher's eyes. They were the only subjects where he could maintain his passion and motivation for long enough to produce a final result.

[Host has performed well and met the basic requirements to continue System possession. Over your service, the System will continue to provide milestones to be met. Of course, failure to meet these milestones will have consequences. Success will merit a promotion.]

[Host has reached Level One, and has unlocked the Ley Globe.]

"What's a Ley Globe?"

[Host remembers the magic system of the Alterra world?"

"Yep. The environment flows with magic currents, and mages can manipulate these magic currents into certain patterns. These patterns then bend reality. This process is termed spellcraft. The more complex the pattern, the higher the spell's level is deemed to be."

That was the simplest definition of magic, though Dayna was sure it was a great deal more complicated.

For him, the aim wasn't to become a mage. Becoming a mage was just the means to an end to achieve his own personal goal – the development of the Dungeon store.

So, he would leave the theory of spellcraft mostly to the System.

[Correct. Then, leys are places where large flows of magic currents intersect. High-level mages can use spells to travel along these magic currents. The System can replicate this spell in a more efficient manner.]

"So powerful? Then what do you even need me for? Just pluck whatever sinner you like from the streets."

[The details of the System-Host relationship is more complex than that. The best way to think of it, for now, is that the System requires a medium to act through. The System is prevented from directly targeting sinners.]

"So it turns out I really am just the garbage collector for the System?"

Dayna formed some conjectures on why imprisoning the sinners was so important to the Dungeon Warden System. He found it hard to believe it was out of the System's goodwill as a beneficiary of society. 

He was more inclined to believe the Dungeon used prisoners as power source, and the Points Dayna received was merely a portion of the income. 

Just like a business, the employer would take a large portion to reinject into the progress of the company, then divvy out a share to their workers.

Dayna put aside his thoughts about the System for now.

"So the Ley Globe is a map of these magic currents?"

[Yes. The world of Alterra has thirty-two continents and numerous archipelagos.]

[To create a dungeon, having the raw materials isn't enough. You have to be able to construct the dungeon itself. With the System's aid, Host can trace a small portion of the environment and use it as a template for a Dungeon. The host can then edit this template as they please.]

Dayna mulled over it for a while, and found it made sense. Even 3D design programs had certain shapes, lines and tools you could use to aid in your design. The template would serve as a starting platform, and how much you choose to deviate from it was your choice.

Moreover, the Dungeon creation process would cost points. Using a template could minimize mistakes as Dayna got used to the System's workshop. 

Naturally, Dayna's goal was to produce the best quality of interesting Dungeons he could, and share his product with the world. 

It was his nature and his pleasure as a creator.

"Then the Ley Globe will allow me to find new and versatile references?"

Dayna licked his lips at the thought.

Travel and new horizons were appealing concepts to him. To be able to see and explore this fantasy world with his own eyes, what more could he want?

A fantasy world was leagues apart from his previous mundane world. Other than being able to indulge in game design, art, and other forms of manufacturing, Dayna found Earth to be all kinds of boring.

What exactly would a fantasy world have in store for him?

So many wonders of the world were at his fingertips, and he had a severe case of terminal completionism.

"In this life, I'll make sure to do it all."

[Theoretically, yes. However, it works based on the Host's magic prowess. At your current level, you can only travel freely within the city borders.]

So, he needed to increase his magic level? 

His magic level was equivalent to the system level, so it was a poorly disguised reminder from the System to imprison as many sinners as he could.

"Since I can't travel outside the city walls, can I instead utilize the city environment?"

Vance City was a coastal trade centre built on the rocky peninsula. So far, Dayna had spotted the most similarities with Ancient Rome of his previous world. It had a dedicated sewerage System and some more fleshed out magic technologies.

In fact, while the mentality and engineering of the world sat safely around the Middle Ages time period, many modern-era technologies were able to be substituted using magic materials and 'artifacts'.

Vance itself was divided across a river into the Lower City and Upper City, which also represented the wealth divide.

While the Upper City had a thriving economy, the Lower City was a playground for crime.

The Lower City mainly housed the freed slaves, labourers and uneducated. In order to escape this downward spiral, some of the fairer or more robust would sell themselves into various forms of servitude.

Beggars and thieves were a common sight.

"This is obviously a problem since I don't have a security system. I mean, who asked the System to put the Dungeon Office in the Lower City?"

Though he knew Dungeons weren't something you could simply steal, even the thought of would-be thieves was an annoyance to Dayna.

How could he do business if he spent his working hours swatting away flies? 

[There's a higher concentration of sinners in the Lower City. System has only made it more convenient for the host.]

Dayna sighed, and weighed his current situation. 

On one hand, having a store in the Lower City could help him quickly progress his System level, but he would have to charge dirt cheap prices if he wanted to attract consistent customers.

Moreover, goods attract greed. He'd have to regularly suppress any sticky-fingered slum residents hoping for a quick buck. Thankfully, it seemed some sort of automatic protection was available at level two.

"Actually, then, why not make a Dungeon based on the slums?"

Dayna stirred a pot of System brand coffee and slowly sipped it.

Sitting down at the table in his living room, he pulled out a sketchbook and began jotting some notes and sketch designs.

The sketchbook already had a few pages of notes regarding the direction he'd want to take the Dungeon store.

"I already know I want to make a variety of dungeons, and dungeons need to attract customers. Skilled customers are best, since they can clear the dungeon and farm me some points at the same time. But I don't have many skilled customers available, so I'll have to train my own."

In gaming terms, most of the people in Vance were noobs. The highest level sinner he had seen in the hit list was level three. Though it was far beyond his current ability, it wasn't even close to the upper limit of Alterra.

Around 70% of citizens were untrained in magic, and the few that were only knew the occasional spell.

That wasn't to say they couldn't be a threat in the Dungeon. After all, even your average Tim and Joe could do some damage with a sharp knife. However, magic was able to multiply anyone's effectiveness in combat.

Vance focused more on the manufacturing of artifacts than the need for combat. To them, things like magic beast furs and meats could be traded for, why go out and hunt themselves?

For the right price, humans would be willing to do anything. Dayna was a prime example.

To the higher class in Vance not for the fact that practicing magic to improve your health and lifespan, most wouldn't feel the need to train.

It was all these factors that led to Vance becoming one of the only major cities in the Fierro Empire without a Magic Academy or dedicated Mage Circles.

The only conflict Vance had was between the trading groups, commercial alliances, and various companies, as opposed to sects and the like.

Its brand of warfare had nothing to do with magic.

"From a certain perspective, Vance's lack of involvement in combat magic gives me a great deal of room to develop. I won't have many competitors in the market."

He could monopolize on the absence of combat magic.

Using customers, he could farm points and develop his business. By developing his business, he'd be able to protect himself against any threats. In the future, when he inevitably went up against high level challengers, he'd have enough a of a foundation to protect himself.

If he was anywhere else, people would question his non-traditional means of magic level improvement, and it would only stir up enemies like a hive of bees.

By focusing on magic level improvement, he wasn't intruding on any of the markets of influential people in Vance, so they'd have no reason to hinder him.

In a way, Vance was the perfect starting ground for Dayna.

To become successful, one had to understand customer mentality. In the world of Alterra, magic level may not be everything, but it was pretty damn close.

Wealth, power and longevity – it all depended upon how high your magic level was.

Only in Vance, where the focus shifted from individual power to individual craftsmanship was this dynamic changed.

Otherwise, self-improvement means everything to the people of Alterra.

Just because Vance focused more on craft professions doesn't mean they don't understand the long-term benefits of magic. They would even welcome it. 

With higher magic levels, they could scout out new sources of income and secure goods more easily, as well as work with higher level magic materials. That wasn't even mentioning the health benefits.

By making magic education into a fun and intriguing matter like Dungeons, he could present himself as a better alternative to the complicated and time-intensive Magic Academies.

"If I can satiate the desires of my consumer base, they will be more than willing to supplement my own needs."

People in the slums were tied down by their own birth and status. Knowledge is a crucial element of magic prowess, and slum residents had access to none of it.

All educational facilities were on the other side of the river, the Upper City, and the guards at the Vance bridge would prevent people of a low socioeconomic from passing over using a toll.

Swim across the river? 

Don't even think about it. Other than special trade and fishing vessels with warding enchantments, most people would find themselves the snack of an aquatic sea creature.

This kind of sight – having everything you want just beyond your reach, yet ultimately unattainable, was enough to drive the slum residents mad.

Some would even choose to sell themselves into gladiator rings. That, or brave the Vance Forest as part of a mercenary troop, looking for magic beasts and magic plants.

The dream was to become an artisan's apprentice, but even if you had the talent, how was that possible without exposure to the Upper City?

"By providing a Dungeon with the means to hone their skills and knowledge at a price, I can solidify my place in the Vance City economy."

Probably only Dayna could afford this act of advocating low prices, since he had no production cost.

Magic materials, materials naturally possessing magic currents, were the main craft medium in the Upper City. However, these tools and items were ridiculously expensive, meaning the slum residents wouldn't even be able to touch them in this lifetime.

This endless loop of falling deeper and deeper into self-loathing and frustration would provide the perfect amount of drive Dayna needed to kickstart his ideas.

The affordable Dungeons would be a blooming hope in the hearts of these poor, forsaken souls.

Dayna hooked his lips in satisfaction as he glanced over his designs.

"System, how exactly do I create a Slum Template?"

[Host can access the Template Scan function from the Interface, recently added below the Hit List function. By tapping on 'Scan', the System will automatically scan a template of the environment in a 10km radius.]

Dayna nodded, and opened the Interface.

[Host: Dayna

Level: One

Points: 1000

Prisoners: 1

Cells: 1

Functions: Hit List, Scan Template, Create Dungeon, Create Monster, Create NPC, Create Loot]

Dayna clicked on the 'Scan' button, and the Interface turned into a small speck of light. Slowly, the speck of light grew, constructing itself into a 3D image of the structures around Dayna, with Dayna as the centre.

Eventually, the expansion stopped, and Dayna was left with a sphere in front of him.

[Scanned template. System has detected one cell available for design. Start the Create Dungeon function?]

Dayna, smiled and cracked his knuckles, downing the last drop of coffee.

"Let's do this."

For the sake of survival, become the one who preys on predators.

"I care if they call me selfish. I don't care if they call me a coward. I don't care what they call me, so long as they can't call me dead."

No flowery words can distract from the fact that Dayna is not a good person - at least not anymore.

Contracted to a Dungeon Warden System, he's able to turn the souls of sinners into raw materials for dungeons, suffering for eternity being torn apart and reconfigured. For crimes against society, they will have to give back to society.

That's the essence of a Dungeon - a prison for the true monsters.

Every seven days, the hit list resets.

Only, as Dayna starts to uncover the mysteries, nuances, and twists that fate has in store for him, he begins to think he may have gotten in over his head.

"Are you sure you can teach someone, big brother?" 
 
"From the root, I know this world is a shounen anime" Shinji shrugged "I just use shounen style training, you know the usual training montage"
 
"..." Ritsu and Illya deadpanned
 
"Shinji please be serious…" Ritsu warned Shinji "You only need to teach him for ten months, at least train him properly"
 
"...Sure" Shinji conceded and start forming a training plan for Izuku in his mind
---
With that the trio continue strolling around, afterall this was BNHA the famous vacation world for Multiverse traveler 
 
"Hmm according to this guide made by Nezu we should avoid Endeavor and Hawks patrol range," Shinji said while reading a book title 'BNHA Multiverse Travel Guide'
 
"Why big brother?" 
 
"It seems even though All-Might is the number 1 hero, Endeavor is solving more accident than him" Shinji read the information "His personality is unlikeable but Endeavor is popular enough to the point according to Nezu the one who votes for him is the people that he saves…directly or indirectly"
 
"Shinji…are you saying that Endeavor saves so many people to the point it enough to vote him into the rank number 2 in popularity through the whole Japan?!" Ritsu is shocked
 
"According to this book that Nezu give us…Yes" Shinji confirmed
 
"Wow, that just wow…he is really capable"
 
"To be fair also according to this book flaw is his personality and obsession to become number 1" Shinji frowned "why again the entire hero system based on popularity anyways? Isn't the job of hero is to help people? This guy will be number one if it based on abilities and the number of people saved and helped"
 
"It because it was easier I think?" Illya suggested "Quirk is just around 200 years old and I bet the hero system younger than that, maybe around 100-50 years old"
 
"That makes a lot of sense," Ritsu said "It certainly easier to set a system to vote to know about someone popularity, than setting a system to count how many people that a hero saved."
 
"Well easy or not this system is terribly outdated" Shinji stated
---
Hinako is visiting the same resort that she and Xiang Yu visited in Assassination Classroom world.
 
"Wow even after around 200 years, minor human evolution, change in ownership, and heroes become a profession this place still exactly the same as its another world counterpart" Hinako commented
 
"It was as if the creator of this world is just a 'copy and paste' it from the same template" Xiang Yu agree "the only difference is now there is so many quirk based attraction"
 
"Whatever, lets enjoy our holiday dear!"
 
"Always darling!"
---
"Wow, the clothing of this world have so many variations!" Illya window shopping around the clothes shops "I bet I can get any type of clothes in this shop!"
 
"Well, the quirk makes the people have variable appearance" Shinji commented "but it unusual for you Illya to pay attention to your clothing. All this time you are wearing that purple long-sleeved shirt or Kuniguoka uniform"
 
"That because that was the only clothes that I have!" Illya pouted "I have several clothes with the same design on my wardrobe! Grandpa never updating my wardrobe before because he so certain that I will die in the Holy Grail War"
 
"..." Ritsu and Shinji turned silent hearing the reason. Both of them then grab Illya hand and drag her to the shop
 
"Then what are you waiting for?" Ritsu smiled "lets update your wardrobe a bit!"
 
"No time like the present!" Shinji grinned "after all kind of cost is covered by Nezu!"
 
An AI, a Homunculus, and a Magician walk into a clothing shop. What is the common thing between these three?
 
The answer is: All of them lack fashion sense…
 
Finally, after a long battle in a fashion matching Shinji uses the Root to find the most suitable clothes for Illya.
 
In the end, Illya decided on clothes with the same design as her mother and she buys enough to use them every day. (Burgundy blouse with a brooch, a white skirt, thigh-high white boots, and black tights)
---
Omake
 
Izuku Midoriya is packing, I repeat Izuku Midoriya is packing
 
"Which All-Might merch that can I bring to another world?!"
 
"My bed-sheet! My poster! My hoodie!" Izuku voice is loud
 
Nezu and Inko can hear Izuku excited voice from the living room. Nezu is cackling occasionally making Inko that still signing some required paperwork concerned "Is there anything wrong Principal Nezu?"
 
Nezu shakes his head "It just funny for me, that boy offered to train in the beyond but he more concerned about bringing his favorite merch. I hope he not forgotten the purpose of the 10-month journey is to train"
 
Hearing Izuku excited voice Inko frowned making a note in her mind to remind Izuku about his packing later.
 
"By the way Principal Nezu, are you sure the beyond is safe?" Inko asked again, this not the first time Inko asked the same question afterall she is a mother, worrying about her child is on the job
 
"As I said before no world on beyond is safe, it was just like this world where the villains is lurking in corner" Nezu answered "but lets say he got the best kind of guard and teacher if he goes with the magician" 
 
"I am sorry, but I still a little bit skeptic about magic" Inko said still wrapping her mind in magic concept
 
Nezu nodded "Understandable" thinking sooner or late Inko will asking again, Nezu decided to show off using The Second to show a demonstration
 
"Let me show why us Magician is beyond understanding" Nezu cackled "so you didn't need to be a skeptic for every 5 seconds".
 
"Pardon?" Inko confused only to find they are in spaces still breathing but definitely can't feel the gravity 
 
Nezu is continues to shifting space again and again. To the point that even Inko didn't know the limitation of quirks, she knows that quirks can't do that
 
Finally, they are back to the living room without even a single second passed
 
"...Do all Magician that powerful?" Inko gasping for breath after the experience
 
"No…" Nezu said, Inko relieved that not all magician that powerful only for Nezu continues his answer "…They are more than that " 
 
Inko fainted
 
"...I didn't expect that" Nezu blinked

I don't own any character except the OC. Every Character belongs to its rightful owner English is not my native(Bad grammar^^)
Update at random btw cause I write when in the mood...and have some free time

As a way for the readers to interact with me and the story, I will be giving you guys a chance to design your own characters and species that maybe worked into story. Below you will find the templates for you to use in order for me to get information about your character/species. I only ask that the characters/species be realistic (within the mass effect universe, no six headed Humans xD) and that you give me time to work them into the story, if they are a new species, they will need to be encountered for example before they appear. Characters will need to be found and not just appear randomly in front of the MC otherwise it will be unnatural. Not all characters/species will be able to be worked into the story but I will try to get as many as possible into it without it being to jarring, without further ado begin designing. (Place your template in a comment on this thread for it to be considered :))

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