At thirty years old, Phil is an unemployed gamer who struggles to make ends meet. His only source of income is freelance writing (when he feels inspired enough to add another article to his less-than-popular blog). His wife has just walked out on him, leaving him without money, purpose, or food in the fridge.

On the day his wife dumps him, Phil receives a mysterious piece of wetware. A game interface seems to have been implanted in his brain which allows him to see the world through the eyes of an RPG player.

Now that Phil discovers his real-life stats, he can see they’re far below average. With 4 pt. Agility, 6 pt. Strength and 3 pt. Stamina, his most advanced life skill is predictably gaming.

Luckily, real-life stats can be leveled up just like virtual ones. But will it help Phil get his wife back? Can he stop being such a couch potato? Would the new game help him become fitter? Or more successful? Can his gaming skills finally come in handy in real life?

Last but not least, can he find out who could have uploaded the mysterious game to his brain? And how is he supposed to deal with this unknown but apparently omnipotent force?

It's an assassin's job to kill and many in the field have a policy; all witnesses must be terminated. Purga, whose real name only the dead are aware of, follows said policy religiously. That's until she is caught during work by a young man who is happy to know he'll be put to death and actively encourages it. To him, being a witness was a blessing, to Purga it was a curse.

The Emergency Department of Beijing University Sixth Hospital was brightly lit.
Batch after batch of doctors came to catch a glimpse of Ling Ran like people in a market checking out newly-arrived fresh seafood. They also looked like wild beasts in a zoo who were taking a look at their new companion, or bosses in an antique market who heard that someone was actually selling real antique.
After Ling Ran debrided the wound of the man who got hurt while trying to crack open the shell of a crab with a clamp, he applied ointment on a child who scratched his knees. Next up was a secondary school student who sprained his leg. Ling Ran merely filled in an authorization form for him to get an X-ray and prescribed some medication for him. One hour passed by just like this.
Wang Anzhi felt tired just from watching Ling Ran.
He was the associate hospital director. Even though he was not the hospital director, he was one of the busiest people in the hospital. Whenever other departments organized events, they only invited him over to take a look after getting all the early preparations done.
Honestly, it had been quite some time since Wang Anzhi witnessed such simple procedures.
Even medical interns and housemen would demonstrate minor surgeries that were slight harder whenever he was around.
Debridement and suturing were considered super low-end emergency procedures. What was so difficult with applying ointment? It was harder to calm an injured child down.
"About this… Doctor Ling, how long are you going to rest for?" Wang Anzhi sent a signal at a junior doctor with his eyes, and the junior doctor asked Ling Ran this in a soft voice.
Ling Ran could not sense that the junior doctor was raising an objection. He glanced at the mission completion status of 3/100 before waving at the child who had retrieved her medication and was back to thank him. "I'm not planning to rest."
"This is… not what I meant. I meant, how long are you going to continue carrying out minor procedures like debriding patients…"
"Didn't you guys say three days?" Ling Ran was very curious. 
"Are you really going to continue doing this for three days?" Wang Anzhi could not take it anymore. 'We don't mind watching you carrying out hepatectomy for three days, but why are you here coaxing young children with your handsome face? Don't tell me that in the future, only people with good looks will be qualified to become pediatricians."
Ling Ran really did not understand what Wang Anzhi was concerned about. He thought about it for a moment and asked a little hesitantly, "Are you guys facing a serious shortage of patients?"
"This isn't what Associate Hospital Director Wang meant." Zuo Cidian could not take it anymore. 'Doctor Ling is really incapable of engaging in a normal conversation.'
Zuo Cidian forced himself into the space between Ling Ran and the associate hospital director. He cleared his throat and said to Wang Anzhi, "Associate Hospital Director Wang, by letting Doctor Ling… um… rest for a while in the Emergency Department, the hospital will have more time for preparations. I reckon that you would like Doctor Ling to operate on more than one patient suffering from liver cancer?"
"Of course. We plan to have Doctor Ling operate on more than four patients. If the circumstances allow, we would like Doctor Ling to operate on six or seven of them. Of course, only if Doctor Ling is willing." Wang Anzhi was being very generous. To a hospital in Beijing, the money they had to pay freelance surgeons was nothing. The embarrassing thing was the fact that they had to hire a freelance surgeon. The money was a secondary concern.
Zuo Cidian nodded. This was what he had reckoned too. The people running Yun Hua Hospital would really get to brag about the fact that Ling Ran was carrying out freelance surgery in Beijing.
Truth be told, they were only holding their tongues right now so that they would not jinx things.
Zuo Cidian could foresee how everyone in Yun Hua Hospital would start bragging the moment Ling Ran returned.
Compared to this fame, the fees that Ling Ran would be receiving for operating on a few patients in Beijing were really nothing.
Wang Anzhi was not planning to limit the number of patients Ling Ran operated on, and in return, he demanded quality.
After Zuo Cidian made sure that they were both on the same page, he smiled a little and said, "Associate Hospital Director Wang, if Doctor Ling wants to operate on six patients, would you guys be able to provide them for him?"
Wang Anzhi scratched his head. "Well, one could never run out of patients…"
"This surgical method that Doctor Ling came up with is catered for a certain kind of patient and not every patient is able to fulfill the criterion," Zuo Cidian said, "What's the point of stopping the patient's hepatic blood supply so that their tissue samples can be sent for pathological examination if they could be treated by means of an ordinary hepatectomy?"
"By carrying out pathological examination during the surgery, less of the patients' normal tissue would be cut off, and the patients' prognosis would be better, especially when it comes to their liver function. Isn't this very important?" Wang Anzhi was not clueless when it came to the medical field.
Even though Zuo Cidian was at a loss for words for a few seconds, he was soon able to come up with a response. "Compared to giving patients a good prognosis, isn't it more important to save patients who would not otherwise have survived? Since Beijing University Sixth Hospital intends to implement this surgical method, shouldn't we exemplify its importance?"
Wang Anzhi thought about it and nodded. "Alright, then. We'll look for a few more patients so that Doctor Ling can select the patients he wants. But with so many patients, will you guys be able to make the necessary arrangements in time?"
Hepatectomy in patients suffering from liver cancer was a major surgery that involved plenty of preoperative preparation and postoperative planning. The whole treatment group would have to put in a lot of effort.
In the past, this kind of surgery would take at least a week or two of preparation.
Zuo Cidian knew Ling Ran well. He merely smiled and said, "Doctor Ling does things really quickly. Moreover, our group members stay up late all the time. As long as you're able to look for suitable patients, we'll definitely be able to work things out."
"Alright, I'll be looking forward to it." Wang Anzhi decided to believe in Zuo Cidian.
The point of hiring freelance surgeons was so that hospitals could learn the newest surgical methods and treatment techniques. It was only appropriate for him to provide the freelance surgeon they hired with what he needed.
Wang Anzhi's gaze fell upon Ling Ran once again.
He could not believe that a doctor who was only a little over twenty years old was in Beijing for freelance surgery. If it were not for the fact that Xu Wen strongly recommended him, Wang Anzhi would never have believed that Ling Ran was such an expert, let alone hired him, even when he heard his deeds from elsewhere.
"Do you want to take medication or do you want a massage?" After carrying out a physical examination, Ling Ran asked without writing any authorization form. 
The young man who was lying on the bed sat up. "Massage is an option?"
"Of course."
"Then… how much does it cost?" The young patient lowered his voice a little.
Ling Ran looked at the young doctor beside him who was helping him. The doctor had been assigned to him. The latter quickly keyed the word "massage" into the search bar. He then glanced at the monitor and said, "It's either 15 RMB or 25 RMB."
"Let's make it 15 RMB," Ling Ran said.
"I'll get a massage, then." As expected, the young man chose to get a massage.
Ling Ran asked the patient to lie down again. He then placed his right palm on top of his left palm and massaged the patient's abdomen in a clockwise motion.
"What's wrong with me?" The young man raised his head a little to look at Ling Ran's palms.
"Lazy bowel syndrome," Ling Ran said.
"What do you mean by this?" Curious, the young man asked.
"Constipation." This time, Ling Ran answered in layman terms.
Astonished and weirded out at the same time, the young man shouted, "Constipation! Constipation? Constipation?"
Ling Ran merely assumed that he was asking a question, and continued explaining, "Basically, your feces is stuck in your intestines."
"I know. You don't have to explain it in such a detailed manner…" The young man was flustered.
Ling Ran continued massaging the young man's abdomen. In a minute or two, the young man's stomach started hurting.
As Ling Ran continued the massage, the young man's stomach hurt more and more. He then farted a few times before rising and charging toward the bathroom.
As expected, Ling Ran's mission completion status went up.
Wang Anzhi and the others had their eyes wide and mouths agape. 'Did we hire Doctor Ling just so that we can watch him massage the feces out of the patient's stomach?'
Xu Wen, though, was extremely pleased with himself. "Doctor Ling, you really used just the right amount of strength."
　　


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.

Dinner in the Wilde house was slightly different from the other households. Mrs Wilde had a strict rule about eating together as a family. This was also another form of battle that usually went unseen by the servants. It was a time when Alex would bargain with her parents about the things she wanted to have and try. Jasper was normally the silent one who would read subtle cues and hints about what was expected of him.
Today, Mr Wilde was chairing the dinner meeting. He announced two very important news and the children listened attentively.
"We will be engaging a private tutor who will assist you as a mentor for your personal subjects of interest. Apart from Scarlet, the two of you are required to see her and update Ms Connor on your progress towards your goal once a week. Scarlet, I heard from Claire that none of the clubs in school provided what you required. Ms Debbie is a freelance editor. She will act as your mentor and book consultant on the days you are not interning at Wilde Inc."
He then looked at Alex and Jasper. "Both of you were at school surveying the clubs today. Have you made any applications yet?"
Jasper shook his head. "I am required to prove my worth in the next two weeks so my application is still under consideration, Sir."
Mr Wilde wasn't too worried about what Jasper was planning. In fact, of the three children under his care, the boy was the one he was least worried about.
"What about you?" he asked Alex who then recounted her story. Wilmer didn't know if he should talk to his daughter about the odds of winning an art competition. He didn't want to crush her hopes, but he didn't want to give her false hopes either. Of course, it would be entirely possible to secure Alex a spot in the prestigious Art & Sculpture Club by pulling some strings, but Alex was determined to do this on her own this time.
"Very well, we will await the results of the art competition to discuss it again. Claire, please get their schedules and organise two days for the chauffeur to pick them up from school to the company. They will begin their internship next month after they've settled down a little more into their school life. Also, please contact Mrs Debbie Connor and schedule for Scarlet's first lesson."
Claire bowed and the Wilde's continued their dinner in a more casual manner, talking about their day and the strange school system. Wilmer was surprised by how brilliant Joyville International was. They definitely invested a lot in nurturing talents, something Keyman International didn't do a good job at.
#screen start#
Ahoy Sea Ruffians!
This is your captain once more. It's been a good while and I've been busy settling down in my new life on a new ship - A.K.A. I transferred schools.
If you're wondering who this entry is going to be featuring, you can stop holding your breath now. It's not going to be about a new friend I made because there were no friends to be making today. Instead, I will be gossi- sharing a very unique individual who wears at least two hats. Meet Mr Wonka - our homeroom teacher and school counsellor.
Mr Wonka wears very nerdy looking hipster clothing. I don't know how the school doesn't comment about his choice of work attire. It's an absolute fashion disaster! To 'make an impression', Mr Wonka dressed up in a yellow and orange checkered pants with a white button-up shirt folded at the sleeves, held by navy blue suspenders. To top it off, he didn't comb his hair properly with one of the cowlicks at the side sticking out. Those thick round-framed glasses of his was also a very stereotypical hipster-nerd trend that clearly didn't suit a man in his thirties. I think Mr Wonka was trying too hard.
It became even more apparent how starved for attention he was when he proudly paraded with us following behind him the whole time when we were going to the health station. It doesn't help that he cannot take hints as a counsellor and can talk to himself for a whole day. I don't know why he was the school's counsellor, but I guess there won't be a boring day with Mr Wonka as my teacher.
Enough about describing Mr Wonka's appalling external appearance and eccentric character. This journal isn't about judgement, it's more of an observation. 
Most people would probably miss this out, but Mr Wonka is actually not left nor right-handed. While Mr Wonka favours his left hand more when he is writing, he often uses his right hand to hold doors and zip things. I suspect that Mr Wonka is actually ambidextrous. 
Also, it should be obvious, but Mr Wonka adores children. Not just children as in humans, but also small animals. He is actually a very keen observer behind that eccentric bubbly mask of his. I have seen Mr Wonka serious at work when he is alone in the counsellor room pouring through his counsellor notes and calling parents up. I wonder why he feels the need to constantly wear the clown-like mask and comical behaviour when he is around us. What do you think?
Personally, while I'm not a huge fan of Mr Wonka, I can't help but be curious about the man behind the clown mask. Why did the school counsellor volunteer to be the homeroom teacher of a class like mine? More than half of us don't attend his classes at all and it isn't due to truant.
If there is one thing I admire about Mr Wonka, it is his ability to reject rejection and continue smiling even in tough times. It takes a special kind of strength to continue having an endless supply of hope and optimism when things look like they'll never get better.
That's all from me folks! I'll see you again when I meet more interesting subjects to observe.
Fair Winds!
Pirate S.
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At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

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

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

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

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

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

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Hissing Sky Phoenix accepted the order and left.
Subsequently, Qin Wushuang spoke to One Horn Mystical Horse and Pure Altar Precious Pig: "Mystical Horse and Precious Pig, listen well. The ensuing battles will most likely be more ferocious. I do not wish to see you guys quarrel. I hope to see efficiency during battles, and not a dispute caused by personal feelings. As long as you can kill your enemies in the shortest possible time, I do not care what methods you use!"
One Horn Mystical Horse and Pure Altar Precious Pig all nodded urgently: "Yes, Master!"
Qin Wushuang controlled all twelve sealed scrolls. Qin Wushuang only needed to utter the spell and all of them would be sent back into the sealed scrolls. They would be put into eternal sleep. Thus, before the Master, they were powerless.
Of course, they also realized that this Master was easy to talk to. At least, he did not order them like slaves.
To these spiritual beasts, of course they would obey his combat orders without defiance. They would not hold any ill-feelings.
…
In the area near the Monkey King Mountain, more and more freelance martial artists lingered here. Apparently, those bodies poisoned to death by Ying Long had caused pressure on those freelance martial artists. They even felt a strange wave of panic.
Most of these freelance martial artists had come from the Orderly Mountain or the Judge Mountain Prefecture. Some of them already knew each other. Once they recognized the bodies, their suspicion and panic-stricken mood could not help but spread.
For a time, those freelance martial artists that had come at a later time hesitated and hold themselves back. Before they had investigated the truth of the matter, of course they would not advance.
A few gutsy and highly skilled ones still moved forward without fearing death. Yet, under the ambush from One Horn Mystical Horse and Pure Altar Precious Pig, they could not break through the defensive border. Each of them had been killed.
It had not mattered if they just got killed. On the next day, these corpses would be tossed onto the most obvious place next to the main road.
This way, these hesitant freelance martial artists were frightened stiff. Each one of them knew their own strength and the strength of these dead martial artists.
After comparing, some freelance martial artists had enough self-awareness about themselves already started thinking of going back. They knew that although that Divine Treasure sounded tempting, it was incomparable to their lives.
This way, some martial artists gradually started to turn back.
When the first person made the choice to retreat, there would be a second one. Once the panic had spread, the result was apparent.
One third of the freelance martial artists that had gathered close to the Monkey King Mountain had left!
The remaining two thirds did not mean to stay definitely. Most of them just wanted to stay and observe a bit more.
When Hissing Sky Phoenix delivered the information, inwardly Qin Wushuang did not feel much joy. He knew that in the end, these freelance martial artists were like the sand washed out from the great waves. Those mediocre ones would get disqualified. Yet, those tough ones would not shed a tear until they saw the coffin.
Only by displaying the bloody facts across them would make these freelance martial artists give up completely!
Qin Wushuang decided to push forward and slaughter his way to the base of the Monkey King Mountain. He would cleanse the place of those freelance martial artists unwilling to leave.
When the five great spiritual beasts heard Qin Wushuang's decision, their blood started to boil. Apparently, they did not feel satisfied with these small battles.
Their appetite would only be filled completely if they were able to kill freely.
 "Mole, you are still in charge of setting up a formation around the perimeter. Once a fish has escaped the net, you will take care of them. If you cannot take them, issue a warning call!"
 "Jade Hare, I believe you like this scene the most, now it's time to witness your true strength." Qin Wushuang encouraged him.
Moon Palace Jade Hare was beaming with happiness: "Master, let me do it! I will let them die in extreme despair, ha ha."
 "Sky Phoenix, you are in charge of assisting Precious Pig and Mystical Horse!"
 "Precious Pig and Mystical Horse, you are still the main force. You are in charge of the cleanup on the battlefield." Qin Wushuang had finished distributing the tasks.
 "Three days, within three days, I believe you guys can hold on. After three days, I will summon you back into the scrolls and refresh your spiritual Qi. Three days should be enough for you all to do a lot of things, right?"
The five great spiritual beasts answered energetically.
 "When the sky gets dark, start moving!"
…
As the sun gradually dropped from the west, close to two hundred freelance martial artists remained next to the Monkey King Mountain. These people were torn between advancing or retreating. They could not accept the situation . Yet, they did not have the guts to move forward. All of them wished that someone would act as a sacrificial pawn.
These freelance martial artists rested in their own areas in groups. Each of them stayed alert against each other. Apparently, they did not trust the others very well.
Night slowly arrived. Under the curtain of night, there was not a single star. The entire night appeared extremely oppressive.
Suddenly, a shriek broke the quietness of the dark night. A tent close to the southwest direction suddenly erupted into a sea of flame. The bodies of the six martial artists inside had turned into blazing firewood. Regardless of how one tried, they could not put out this fire.
As soon as these six scrambled outside of the tent, they rolled on the ground. However, regardless of how much they rolled, the large sea of fire would only continue to spread. Not only could they not extinguish the fire on their bodies, they inadvertently ignited the grass. For a time, like a fire dragon, the intensity of the fire spread to all directions.
If this intense fire did not get stopped, it would most likely burn all the surrounding tents at the same time.
"Stop them, stop them!"
Some elite freelance martial artists with quick reactions immediately responded with alarm.
 "Stop them! Kill them! Hurry!"
For a time, attacks from all four direction flew at them. The flashing and dazzling of the blade attacks appeared like waves of meteors slashing across the sky.
Under the blend of sword and blade lights, it slashed these six into piles of minced meat. When these six people were killed, the fire finally stopped spreading.
Just when everyone was still in a panicked state, suddenly, a few tents on the north and east side caught on fire. One after another, tents in all directions erupted into blazing flames.
This sudden unforeseen event immediately created chaos among these freelance martial artists.
 "Someone deliberately set the fires!"
 "Yes, who is so treacherous! Catch the culprit!"
For a time, people kept yelling and crying out at each other. During the night, one only heard the cries and did not see or catch anybody.
It wasn't until the later half of the night that the fire was finally extinguished. Some of the elite warriors among these freelance martial artists already realized that something was wrong. They took the initiative to break the barrier and meet with each other to discuss strategies.
Soon, these freelance martial artists voted on eight leaders.
Just as these eight leaders gathered to discuss, suddenly, waves of cold and sinister laughter emerged from the sky.
 "You stupid idiots, you did not stay in your Xuan Yuan Mound and came here to find your own death. Didn't you know that the Forbidden Spiritual Zones and the human countries mind their own businesses? I will tell you that if you decide to head to the south, you will find yourselves on the path to the entrance of the underworld. Those who do not fear death, feel free to come."
This cold and eerie warning sounded ethereal as a ghost wandering in the night. It gave people an enigmatic feeling as if it was drifting without a resting place.
Those eight leaders exchanged a glance and from their expression, all of them felt some level of shock.
 "Mr. Xue, regarding this voice, what do you think of the strength behind it?"
Everyone stopped their gaze at a man in red clothing and who carried red equipment. This person appeared like a ball of torchlight that combusted at a rapid speed and full energy.
This person was the most famous freelance martial artist elite warrior from the Judge Mountain Prefecture. He had strength at the Profound Void Martial Stage. Among these eight people, he was a figure with the highest reputation and status.
That Mr. Xue in red robes said with a hoarse voice: "This sound could congeal and break up, it should be at the Profound Void Martial Stage."
 "Profound Void Martial Stage?" Many of these people withdrew a breath of cold air.
However, Mr. Xue shook his head: "It's impossible to be at the Profound Void Martial Stage. If he's just at the Profound Void Martial Stage, he would not have evoked such havoc. Everyone, do you remember the two bodies that were hanged here? That's the body of Kong Dai! Who is that Kong Dai? At the freelance martial artist world of the Orderly Mountain Prefecture, perhaps many of you may know more about that Kong Dai than me! Someone as strong as Kong Dai, who is at the Profound Void Martial Stage also got killed and his corpse was shown to everyone! This means that the combat power of the enemy has surpassed the Profound Void Martial Stage! Or else, under such situation, he would not have come and gone so freely! Not to mention without revealing his figure…"
Before he had finished speaking his words, another burst of laughter emerged from the outside: "You pieces of garage, each moment from now on, most likely some of you will lose your lives without you knowing. My principle is that for you to pass through this Dispersed Praying Mountain, you can only walk on the path of death. Those who return will not be killed. For those who stays here, just gamble on your luck. We will make a move every hour!"
That Mr. Xue muttered with a pale face: "Did you hear that? Another one!"
Another Profound Void Martial Stage!
Just as everyone looked at each other in dismay, another lazy voice spoke: "Buddy, let's make a bet, from now until dawn, let's see which of us kill more little fishes!"
This sound sounded like a spell from the underworld and had deeply frayed the nerves of these freelance martial artists. Suddenly, a freelance martial artist on the north wailed like a ghost and howled like the wolves. Next, he covered his face with his hands and gave loud grieving cries.
Then, someone saw the pieces of meat kept falling down from the feet of that crying person, like the tree bark. The falling motion appeared extremely strange as if the leg had been well roasted and one was cutting it one piece after another with a knife. His expression was strange yet terrifying.
As this person gave two "surprised" chuckles, suddenly, as if something unbelievable was stuck in his throat, with both hands he clutched his neck with a sudden thrust of force.
Immediately following this, this person started to roll on the ground non-stop. His seven apertures started to shed blood. The hand he used to clutch his throat kept grabbing something in the air.
After a few struggling motions, his entire body straightened out as he lay flat on the ground. Clearly, he was dead.
When they watched this strange scene, and remembered back to those bodies poisoned to death at the Monkey King Mountain, these freelance martial artists started to quiver.


In China’s modern martial arts society, Wu Xinghe was history’s youngest grandmaster of martial arts. He was invincible. Because of a strange incident, he was reincarnated as Qin Wushuang, a poor aristocratic boy in an entirely different world with its own set of rules. With his strong will and passion, he began his journey to pursue the highest peak of martial arts!

The main character’s beliefs are:

Never comply with the aristocrats or the rich people, regardless of any situation. To only depend on your own strength because, eventually, you will have the power to be invincible.

Rise! Soar through the Galaxia! 

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What happens to a world of Magic and Dragons when a cultivator bursts into their universe? What about when a cultivator is raised right under their noses?

How do Wizards and High Elves, Dungeons and Dwarves, fare against an unknowing cultivator and the Laws of the Universe?

Epochs ago an Immortal left his inheritance behind on a dying plane of existence. 

Now, at the edge of what was once desolate world, the immortals inheritance is about to make himself known. And his name is Noone.

An original cultivator of his world, unguided, and unrestrained.

Noone is the powerless child of a civilazation locked away at the edge of the world. When tragedy occurs, and his world is turned around, he inherits the Will of The Ancestor. An ancient legendary being who protected the conclave of Tapestry, until the desolate world above would become re-inhabitable.

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IMPORTANT: This is a long-form narrative. If you don't enjoy slower-paced world building then this isnt the novel for you.

NOT: a systems/reincarnation story

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"Us mages are divided into several different stages..." Preached the homeroom teacher.

Two days had passed since the student's awakening of their element. Although no one paid much attention to me after that day, I can tell that the scorn they have for me still stems in their minds.

"Since all of you had just awakened your elements, you are all now in the Freelance stage..."

These past few days I've been doing nothing but meditating at home trying to progress in my magic cultivation as quickly as possible. Since I have such a useless element, that just means I have to work harder than anyone else.

"There are 10 tiers in the Freelance stage, you can advance through this tiers through many methods such as meditating your mind and soul, by constantly practicing using magic and utilizing it, or by using external products and items to aid in your cultivation..."

So far I can feel myself breaking through into the second tier of the Freelance stage. However, I was not happy with my results at all. That was because normally for an average person who had just awakened their element, it would take them at most only two days before they breakthrough for the first time. Right now I can see a few people who had already achieve tier-2, and that Zhu Huo is one of them. 

"As you progress into higher tiers, the difficulty in advancing through them is much, much more difficult. That goes to say... how much more difficult it would be in the higher stages..."

This won't do, I already have such a worthless element and to fall behind in magical breakthrough is nothing short of unacceptable. I can't afford to fall behind, not when I still have a promise to fulfill!

"Excuse me, sir!" A student raised his hand, interrupting the teacher's lecture.

"Yes, what is it?" The teacher replied, somewhat annoyed. "Instead of rudely interrupting me, please wait for your turn to be called next time, understood?"

"Ah - Yes sir!" The student answered awkwardly, clearly flustered. "Un-Understood!"

"Good, you may continue"

"Sir, I've been taught in primary school that mages learn their spells in a place called the Great Library... Sir, how do we get access to that place?" The student asked.

"Ah, I was about to get into that... Thank you for asking you may sit down now." The teacher answered. "As all of you might have learned already, we mages learn our spells in a realm called the Great Library."

"Your consciousness will enter that great realm and depending on your awakened element, you will be granted access into the rooms of your respective elements, where a great array of magic and spells can be learned within."

"However to learn spells, one would need to spend magic points to learn them. Magic points are earned by advancing through tiers and stages."

"Each tier will grant you ten points and each stage will grant you a hundred! Alternatively, magic points can also be earned through other methods such as mastering your spells and mastering your elements. Mastering a spell will grant you fifty points and mastering an element will grant you two hundred!"

"Of course you have to keep in mind that you must not just acquire every cheap cost magic you see, just so you can obtain that fifty tasty points. Mastering a spell, even if it is a very low tiered spell, is incredibly hard. It'll be wise to save up your points to acquire more powerful spells, but of course, versatility is important as well... so do acquire a few low-tier spell now and then."

"Also do keep in mind where and when you decide to enter the Great Library as your unconscious body will be exposed to all sort of dangers outside when you are in there."

As he said that, he gave sharp glances to all the female students in the class, who shudders im return. Afterward, he glared at the males who were giggling in the side, causing them to freeze up. The teacher sighed and shook his head disappointingly, just as he was about to continue speaking another voice called out to him.

"Sir you still haven't told us how to enter that realm yet..." Said the student who'd asked the teacher before.

"I was getting to that part..." The teacher replied, he paused for a moment as he was remembering something and glared back at the student. "Get out of class now!"

The teacher yelled and point his finger towards the door. The student looked around feverishly and points a finger at himself, looking extremely agitated. The teacher only nodded, but the student could tell that if he hesitates any longer, he would meet a bitter end in today's session. He waddles away feeling dejected.

"Hmph! I hate people who can't listen to simple instructions!" The teacher scoffed. "Right then, back to topic."

"To enter the Great Library is a simple matter, all you have to do is channel the mana within and around you into your mind, visualize your element and enter it. It may sound complex but is extremely easy."

"Also note that you will be completely isolated in the library so there's no need to worry about your privacy inside there. Another thing is that you can only enter the Great Library after you had achieve at least Freelance tier-7."

As he finishes speaking, the entire class start to chat amongst themselves, I scanned around the class until my sight was fixed on the class door. What I saw was the side of a head, firmly pressed on the door's glass panel in a comical way. The ear of the head spread across the panel; flattened like a pancake as if it was attempting to pierce pass through the glass. 

I realize that this was the student that got kicked out of the class by the teacher just a few minutes ago. 

Looks like he was extremely desperate to know the answer... sadly for him though, all the classrooms in the school are soundproofed for educational purposes. I felt quite bad for him, as he was the one who had asked about the topic in the first place but in the end got nothing out of it. Perhaps I should fill him on the details later.

In a world where people aspired to become powerful mages, our protagonist, Huang Fen, was not as fortunate as the rest of his peers and had awakened a trash element. 

Frustrated for being belittled and lacking in power, his life was suddenly changed after a fated encounter with a monster. He was forced to fuse with an object that not only was it like a ticking-time-bomb to him, but it would also become his most trusted protector and friend.

(The Book Cover Is Bad I Know - But With My Minimal Skills In Illustrating That Is The Best I Can Do...)

"Hello!"...Chae Soo Bin said. 

Lee Min Hong was surprised to see his cousin in law visiting his work place. 

"It's nearly 5...the office hours going to get over!"

"I'm might do OT!"

"Nah..I have to go back to work on flight whole week next week ... let's just have some talk ...I will you..."

"Who....me or Mr Kim ..."

"Hehehe..."
Chae Soo Bin did not say anything more about it. 
"Umm...I met Mrs Nam yesterday.... Ehhehe she seemed to be still quite interested in you!"

"Well...it's so years ago....she will soon get over..!"

"It's years ago..and she still seems stubborn ....she's crazy one. ..so I told her about her attraction towards Ms Park Chae Young..  !"

"What...!"

"You really do, don't you..!"

And he did not say no to it at all. 

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The two cousins went to dine together for the night.  

"So how is work going!"

"The one in Seoul will be finished soon.. The building workers are fast. But Mr Kim, both father and son..are satisfied about my suggestion in Busan. And we start work there soon.!"

"It sounds good. So you can stay in here longer.!"

Chae Soo Bin continued...
"When will you tell your feelings to Ms Park Chae Young?"
"I don't even know how to start yet. She seem innocent and I.."
"...you are a sweet guy...", she finished it for him.

"So I hope you will make move on her real soon!"

************

Rose and Eunwoo stayed close together still like friends. But Eunwoo was still thinking about how to change her feelings. He could not find a way yet. And what worse is that he could feel that Min Hong guy also trying to get near to Rose too much. He could not relied this guy. 

On her freelance fashion work she was getting favoured by a lot of brands even though she had not done a television commercials yet. She had done photoshoots  and catwalks. She was enjoying her modeling work and her full time job. Sometimes,  she even have to be taking breaks from her full time jobs as she had to go shooting.

Yoon, Ms Calla's model was also jealous in Rose too. She had passed a lot to this much. Lots of contests and agents before meeting Calla. And Rose! An architecture...who now was taking limelight. She did not like the feelings at all.

"Well she's too lucky to have Joy...! Otherwise, she might not come this much"

"Maybe !"

It was all Calla said.

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Rose was even offered to become a full time celebraty by one agent company but she rejected it. She did not have to regret it because she did not much wanting to make big in that industry. 
A
Right now, her family was doing well. Her father could went to medical check up regularly.

Rose was offered a freelance job by Lee Min Hong to design him a private home. Rose was not so sure but Lee Min Hong told her to take time in thinking.

************
Rose again offered for a catwalk again. This time the dresses were more vintage. And it was held at a hotel.

Lee Min Hong and Eunwoo again attended the event. 
After one show on stage, Rose was thirsty that she quickly went to get something to drink. Rose received message from Joy.
" Please come up to the room!"
Ummm, she must be having something important.
 But just then she heard a familiar voice saying "Are you ok?" It was Lee Min Hong.
"I'm ok. But i have something important now, see you!"
Then, Rose quickly went upstairs.
It was so silent. 

She went into a big suite room her cousin had hired for the night. But in there she met an agent guy whom she had rejected before. 

"Ms Joy had give me one more opportunity.. Will you think about  it again!"

"No..I have no intention for it..."

The man was coming near. And Rose starting to feel very dizzy and weak but her body was becoming hot and she felt like she wanted somebody to touch her. 
She could feel the man pick her up. 
But then, within her becoming unconsciousness, she could hear another man's voice. It was familiar one. 
"Don't even think about it!"

And she could hear the two men fight. 
Rose did not know what was happening to her at all. She was just lying there. Was she on bed now!
.…...

After a while, Rose could feel someone picked her up again. He brought her into bathroom and put her into bathtub. The water showered on her. Rose got some of her senses back. The man with her now was Lee Min Hong. He was looking at her with worrying...

"Stay strong, Rose!"

Rose or Park Chae Young was heart broken. It happened, her boyfriend left her for her best friend.

Rose would not show her broken heart. she had to look after her family including her sick father, her younger brother who was still in school. 

After finishing college, Rose became an architect at Kim's Family Property Company ... where she met this Lee Min Hong, who was an important business partner of the Kims. They had to be closed together according to work and other situations. Their attraction grew. But can Rose really fall in love again? 

Rose Scented Dream is a love story. Nonetheless, it has dramas such as marriages, family, etc..

Rose is the one who dream for a beautiful family life and a romantic love.

And Lee Min Hong who had damage married life before.....

As well as other characters....

.........

"Rose..I want to tell you something. I will tell it only once because the thing I'm going to confess you might make us like more strangers than ever. However, I still want to tell. "
Rose was looking at him straight now. She thought at that moment there were only two of them in here. But what is he saying about. They were standing in front of the café. It was lucky that there not many people there at the time. 
Max took her hand and said gently... ."I love you, Rose!"..

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