《The Supreme Cultivator》 The beginning. ¡°Stop being silent or I will dip you in hot water.¡± Said Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i while beating B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°No!¡± Replied B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ firmly. It all started back¡­ Way back.. Before B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was even born.. It was when B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢¡¯s grandfather accidentally burned a coffee bean which was given by Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i¡¯s grandfather, thus causing a terrible tribal war between the two of them. Obviously Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i was filled with hatred, but B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ didn¡¯t care nor want to have any kind of dispute between the tribes. Alas, this is merely just his opinion. Unable to do anything, all he did was surrender to the truth and let the coffee tribe let off steam, but they never stopped, instead they just increased their bashing without end... That is until now. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was done, done with this foolish dispute. He wanted power to fight against all the injustice, so he can unsheathe his kata- This is not a japanese man, so no katanas will be present in this story, thus he will use his fists.. And so began his training, which was totally useless and didn¡¯t affect the plot at all. One night while he was running around the neighborhood, he stumbled across a dark alley. ¡°Oh, this is obviously going to lead me to a hidden secret dimensional shop that will change my life forever.¡± Said B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. With that thought in mind, he entered the dark alley and walked straight to the end, finally spotting a shabby looking shop which has a sign that says ¡°Free Cultivation Techniques¡±.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. Not suspicious at all, thought B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ before entering the shop. Inside he was met with a very meticulously arranged set of books and scrolls, whereas the books are on a bookshelf, and the scrolls are inside display cases. ¡°Hello young man, I will now introduce you to my shop and you will ask yourself ¡®How is this shop here?¡¯ but I will never answer except with incredibly vague remarks where you will not try to think about the shop¡¯s mystery anymore.¡± Said the white haired old man with a bent back. ¡°Ok, I want a cultivation technique because I¡¯m chinese.¡± Said B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ with anticipation filling his voice. ¡°Good job on not asking whether this is real or not. Actually, since I¡¯m a very bored old man and for plot reasons, I¡¯ll give you this book and this scroll that if you combine them together you will become overpowered to no bounds. Also smarter.¡± ¡°Thanks old man, here is this bright coloured marble that I found falling from the sky the other night.¡± ¡°No no, you need it because plot and it will advance your powers, so keep it. Hmm.. Generosity is a trait given to me by the author so you need to wear this diamond ring to increase the rate at which you become stronger, and it also has a convenient hiding option.¡± ¡°How convenient.¡± Commented B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°Now then, since I practically made you unstoppable, you can go out now and rule all ginsengs with your supreme power.¡± ¡°Thanks old man, how can I meet you again?¡± ¡°You can¡¯t, so don¡¯t try.¡± ¡°Ok bye.¡± After saying their byes, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ left the store with the old man waving behind him, then the store suddenly turned into a dead end. ¡°Oh, ok.¡± Said B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ before turning his back to it and running back to his house. Upon entering it, he yelled ¡°Mom, dad, I just got a few cultivation books or something, so don¡¯t bother me tonight.¡± ¡°Okay, just go.¡± Said the father. ¡°Thanks fam.¡± Replied B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, cheerfully. Thus, with his book and scroll in hand (and a hidden diamond ring in his finger), he hastily climbed his room to start this story¡­ The Reading ¡°Finally, the days where they dip me and my family in warm water will end, and soon will come my era, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢¡¯s era! Hahahaha!¡± Laughed B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, inwardly. Being in a quiet place, he had the best opportunity to read his amazing cultivating stuff, that he even got for free! Firstly, he obviously opened the scroll first.. Or so he thought he will, but it was too hard to open, making him resort to reading the book first. With a leather black cover and a pink bookmark slip, the ¡®book¡¯ which only consisted of 30 pages, and for some reason, the leathery cover is actually taking more than half of the book¡¯s volume, making it look big for no reason whatsoever. But B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ didn¡¯t care, as such, he opened the book and started reading, but the first words struck him just like zeus throwing lightning rods like harpoons. (He didn¡¯t get pulled.) ¡°Read the scroll first or you will die, thanks.¡± Said the introduction of the book, as if the reader knew what scroll it is. But B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ knew, because what else was given to him other than the book and the ring? A hard to open scroll! Sighing, he resolved himself to a pain in his hands, and then¡­ Opened the door to his room and went towards his father saying ¡°Please open this scroll for me.¡± Without any care, the father took the scroll and opened it with ease, then handed it back to B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. He didn¡¯t forget to go back to his room in case something happened, then started reading what is in the scroll..Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. In it, the words said : ¡°This is the Supreme Earth Shattering Sky Piercing Heavenly Destroying Tea Technique, use it wisely. Plus, if you have the book, you can go easy mode and become able to cultivate this along with some RPG like menus and the like. Enjoy.¡± After those words were the actual cultivation, and as he read, his body glowed in a dazzling light, which then transformed into glittering tea packs that floated around him before entering his body as if it had no clip. ¡°Oh wow, I feel stronger, but because the sudden changes I need to sleep, so good night.¡± Said B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, as he fell unconscious.. --- - The chapter doesn¡¯t end here, sadly, so B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ woke up and looked around him, finding that his vision became incredibly detailed, and he could hear his parents strolling around the house doing whatever they were doing. But he knew that he wasn¡¯t finished, and quickly straightened his body and opened the book, then started reading it. Another light glowed around him, except this time, tea packs didn¡¯t float around him, instead it was.. Just air. After he finished reading, out of nowhere, a ¡®screen¡¯ appeared floating in the air. ¡°Woah!¡± -Welcome to the RPG system, where everything is either grindy or easy mode.- -Would you like to use Easy Mode? If so, say X¨¬ngbi¨¦ as loud as you could. If not, then the system will automatically enter Grind Mode.- When the message finished, he instantly shouted ¡°X¨¬ngbi¨¦!¡± -Command registered, Easy Mode activated. Welcome, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢.- And finally, the menu has arrived, but then he realized that unless he actually memorizes both the book and the scroll, he won¡¯t be able to use them correctly, thus, after spending a whole day on his bed (and going out to burn some coffee beans from time to time), he finally memorized the few meters long scroll and the 30 pages book. ¡°I got it! So that I could open the menu, I just have to say ¡®Open Jade Feet¡¯.¡± Thought B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, before saying softly ¡°Open Jade Feet!¡± And in front of him, appeared a flat, dark-green screen which had many options.. Training Just like an idiot, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ stared at the screen, but just 2 seconds later, he realized.. ¡°Oh no, I¡¯m in a litRPG world, that means I¡¯ll definitely get a harem and fight some people or just waste all my life getting skills and become the densest person in the whole story.¡± While he was still thinking, his mother yelled in front of the door saying : ¡°It is lunch time, come or you will be banned from drinking tea tomorrow. Only. Coffee.¡± ¡°NOOOOO!¡± Screamed B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, ignoring the floating screen that only comes from his imagination, which might solve all his life problems. (Yes, might.) After running out of the room and sitting with his parents on the round table while eating his H E A L T H Y F O O D, he said ¡°Mom, dad. The book and the scroll worked, now after some training I¡¯ll be able to bash the coffee tribe.¡± ¡°Oh shush, the only thing you did in that room was saying ¡®X¨¬ngbi¨¦¡¯ so loud that even our neighbors could be heard laughing, but you didn¡¯t hear that, did you?¡± ¡°Cough cough, I heardnothing.¡± Replied B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°Oh yeah, remind me whether we are in a modern age or in another world where cultivation is the norm?¡± Asked B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°The author says that this is modern world, and even the buildings you passed by to go to the strange shop were all made of cement and other modern building materials, so you should know by now.¡± Replied the father.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. ¡°But you know that he never described the streets that I was walking in, so how am I supposed to know whether this is modern or not?¡± ¡°Fair point.¡± Commented the mother. And finally, they all ate, and B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ returned back to his room, stuffed like a chinese toy.. --- - It isn¡¯t even a page yet and you think this chapter has ended? Anyways, after going back to his room and laying on his bed, he realized why the RPG system will make his cultivation go easy mode.. It is because in the RPG mode, his body automatically evolves to match the stats, so a 10 strength body will have less muscles than a 100 strength body, whereas the 100 strength body will be buff enough that he can¡¯t enter rooms (or can he?) The answer to that is¡­ RPG systems ¡®magically¡¯ make you stronger without doing much to your body, so even after cultivating, his body will look the same, hooray! ¡°I want to look more muscular, though.¡± Thought B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, but he didn¡¯t know that in every cultivation novel the main characters have at least 30 abs hidden underneath their clothes. Since he spent a long time reading, he decided to take a rest once again, for he has to go to school tomorrow to kick some ass¡­ Maybe? Thus, after inhaling some of that sweet sweet mint tea smell that wafts in his room, he fell into a deep, deep sleep.. .. And in his sleep, he saw himself standing in the middle of a grass field, so he greeted ¡°Hello, me.¡± ¡°Hello, me.¡± B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ replied to B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°Are you the guy in the scroll that will train me in my dream?¡± Asked B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°Yes, now let¡¯s get on with it.¡± Affirmed B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. ¡°Thanks, me.¡± ¡°No problem, me.¡± And thus, with the incredible training partner, they¡­ made tea till the dream ended.. ¡°Goodbye, me.¡± ¡°See you next night, me.¡± B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ waved, as the dream ended abruptly. .. Results Waking up, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ felt his body brim with energy, so he opened the RPG menu to check his progress. At first, it looked like such :
Name :B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ Stats : INT : 1
Class : Tea Cultivator STR : 10 WIS : 1
Age :Young (obviously) AGI : 10 CHA : 2
HP : 100/100 END : 10 Sex appeal : -10
MP : 3/3 DEF : 12 Cultivation Level : 1
After a good night''s sleep :
Name :B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ Stats : INT : 2
Class : Tea Cultivator STR : 30 WIS : 3
Age :Young (obviously) AGI : 30 CHA : 5
HP : 300/300 END : 31 Sex appeal : -9
MP : 9/9 DEF : 42 Cultivation Level : 3
Obviously it was a very distinct change from before, yethis body showed no signs of any change. Since what happened in the day before was when he came back from school, today is conveniently a weekend, so last chapter''s quote of ''tomorrow he will kick some ass'' is obsolete until the day after, so he was able to sit down and explore the greatness of his new-found powers. On one hand is the RPG menus, which allow him to level upindefinitely and face no hardships and need no body strengthening pills due to Easy Mode, and not only that, but it also allows him to use skills which improve by grinding. Alas, he doesn''t need to grind due to Easy Mode. Just by acquiring it will he be able to reach unimaginable heights while using them, making grinding obsolete.The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Another thing is that in cultivation, he will meditate a lot, and since it is considered a skill, the rate at which he becomes stronger is directly proportional to how much he meditates, which will also become useless since at the end of the day, once he reaches a specific skill level, he will just level up by the second. "Thanks old man, I''ll be sure to collect all the ginsengs... Or not." ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. Sitting down cross legged, he started meditating, therefore entering into ''Meditation Land'', where he will play minecraft except in his mind. Inside his mind, he slowly created himself a cottage, then upgraded it into a stone house, and expanded it even more. All that happened in a minor 5 hours of meditation, and an expanded stone house equals level 11. Finally, he got out of meditation whereas he was becoming undeniably quicker at building due to Easy Mode, "Hold on, shouldn''t I have been cultivating tea?" SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ outloud, but there was no one to answer him except the author, which only communicates using secondary or background characters. Sighing, he stood up and jumped out of the window to test whether his legs will get injured or not. Unfortunately, it didn''t, but on the other hand, he jumped on the neighbor''s flower garden, breaking all of the flowers. Quickly, he jumped back into the window with strange accuracy, then thought to himself "Man, this feels great." Not wanting to meditate any longer, he decided to experiment with the skill system, and his first choice was.. Open his computer and play osu!, the ultimate enemy of all non-trained gamers(?). Sadly, he was neither a game nor a trained person, so he wasn''t able to complete the tutorial without missing every single circle and clicking on the background tutorial. "TIME TO TRASH THIS GAME TO OBLIVION!" ShoutedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, not knowing that a game called oblivion actually existed. And so he went, wasting his time on a game that won''t help him at all except in bragging (that is a lie, it is there for plot reasons.) Time to gamble After 3 hours of playing and becoming the king of kings (emperor) at Osu!, he got his ass off the chair then thought : "Oh crap, I forgot to do my homework!" SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. After more story filler, he finally finished, and became absolutely free. "Alright, so.. What am I supposed to do?"B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ asked himself outloud. "Just go and do some gambling, will ya''!?" YelledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s mother, knowing that gambling is one of the top things a cultivator does after gaining power. "But we don''t need money!" ShoutedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ back. "Just go and buy me the latest car on the market or no tea." Cold sweat ran down his cheeks as he opened the browser on his computer and looked for methods to increase his odds of winning in gambling, and what do play and what to not. "All right! I just need to play with dices, that''s all I need!"If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Since he gained the ''Gambling'' skill while researching, he can confidently say that.. He will cultivate until he can raise his skills up while cultivating at the same time, and with that, he entered into deep meditation for more hours until it became night.. ... After some time travelling in between lines,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had became level 5, gaining the ability to cultivate both skills and stats while meditating, thus gaining the new stat called ''Luck''. Yes, THAT ''Luck'', the one that is also called Plot Armor and other names, but then after checking the number, he realized that just because he ''gained'' the stat, he became the luckiest person alive, but then he also remembered that the old man gave him some pretty nice life-changing objects, proving his point further. "Hmm, my luck stat is MAX, huh?" ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. With his newfound higher INT stat, he was able to deduce that even if he didn''t get the ''Gambling'' skill, he would have still won every game in a dominating way, but this skill is part of the plot, so it is essential, but will be forgotten after how many chapters. And thus, he took out his white shirt with a weed drawn on it, and black jeans that have nothing special on them, then went outside the house without his shoes and underwear since they weren''t mentioned. "Time to make myself some money!" SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ inwardly, as he ran towards the nearest casino, excited for his first adventure with his new powers.. Inside the Casino.. After slowly opening the door, he was encountered with an incredibly bright room with tons of people either in groups on circular tables playing poker, others playing on the slots, while the rest are just sitting there on the bar. "Hello, please give us your ID otherwise you can''t gamble." Said the guard. "For plot reasons, you will have to let me in." RepliedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, trying to convince the guard. "Sorry, the author hasn''t allowed it yet." "Damnit." Dejected, he left the Casino, thus ending the chapter in an anticlimactic way. But wait! What if he started making use of his newfound talents and learned a useful skill, such as programming, and hacking the military to set off the nuclear bombs. "Yeah, that is a very good goal." ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. Although he was dejected, he quickly got his spirit up again, and went back home to be met with his mother who was just about to go out with his father. "Why did you come back so early?" Asked the mother, confused.If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. "I''m underage, Mom.." "Fine, I''ll let you off the hook this time, but I still want my car or no tea." B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ glanced at his father who seemingly doesn''t care about what they are talking about, increasingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s nervousness. "Just find a way, alright? Me and your father are going out to do something, so you better not turn this house into trash." "Yes yes.." "Bye then." And with those words, the mother pulledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s father and went outside. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ sighed softly, then climbed up his room to do something useful with his talents. And what might that useful thing be? Well, becoming a hacker is too farfetched and very dangerous, as such, it will be left for later in the story so that the author can find something action-packed to write about. Anyhow, with hacking out of the window, he can still do programming and freelance, or make a game, just do something profitable, but no. Not today. Because, this night, he will learn how to draw and make animations with cute artstyle and half-naked girls that barely pass the guidelines. With that thought in mind, he sat his ass once again on the chair, then watched some guides on drawing, before deducing that.. "I need a tablet or something to draw on!" He exclaimed outloud. So much useless stuff happened in this chapter that made it seem as if it were a filler; alas, something that will change this has finally popped in his mind. "Let''s just go and do some Osu! livestreams, they seem pretty lucrative if I remember correctly.." Finally, he found a way to make money, which is going to be replaced later, and thus, ended the chapter after 2 hours of livestreaming then going to sleep. Tomorrow, he will actually kick ass! Morning Underneath the heavycover, laid our very great B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, meditating while sleeping. With the birds chirping, the cold, winter breeze slowly cooling the air in contrast to the warm sun''s work, and at the end the time finally reached 7 AM. BEEEEP BEEEEP! The roaring sound of the alarm clock scared away all the birds and overshadowed the sound of air hitting the windows, thus waking upB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, softly. "Mmm.. This was a great sleep." Said the deaf- I mean,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. Now that he is awake, he turned off the still ringing alarm, finally ending the torture by sound for his neighbors.Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. In fact, most of his neighbors'' kids who wake up at the same time decided to not purchase any alarm clocks sinceB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s is loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood, hence the parents wearing soundproof headphones at night. Anyhow, he got up and dressed in an incredibly quick manner and prepared his school equipment, then prepared himself some breakfast for when he goes to school. Just as he went down to the first floor and opened the fridge, he gained the ''Cooking'' skill, so he thought.. "Time to create some 6 stars cuisine! (they don''t exist)" He held the plastic knife in hand, and a fork spoon in the other, then took out some cheese and made a sandwich, and with that, preparation is done. "I wonder how many ginsengs I''ll capture today, hehehehe.." LaughedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ inwardly. Finally, he heard his chinese nokia phone ring, and with that, he got outside the bus with all his clothes and the prepared school bag with the lunchbox (for breakfast), and when he entered, as luck would have it, he sat next to a beautiful ginseng. In the bus Feeling courageous, he greeted her. "Hello, what do you think about the economy?" Albeit confused, then realizing that he is trying to start a conversation with her, she said : "It''s all went downhills from the first time economy existed." "Hmm.." ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ for a few seconds before finally introducing himself. "I''mB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, what is your name, dear Ginseng?" "My name is 10 year old ginseng,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ seems like a very nice name." "Thanks." SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ while scratching his cheeks from embarrassment. "Yours too." In the rest of the ride, they continued chatting, until they finally reached school, makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ feel somewhat sad since he felt as if he had great synergy with her. Unfortunately, he wasn''t able to ask for her number, so he had to go to his class in disappointment. ..Even though he found her to be quite a beautiful ginseng and have nice jade legs and even more jade legs, he resolved himself to meet her later, thus increasing her ranking from 10 year old ginseng into 20 year old ginseng. In the meantime, he entered his class but no one cared, since people were coming every minute or so. Sitting on his desk and putting down his bag, he was interrupted by his arch-nemisis. Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i. "Hmph, so the small guy came today too, looks like you still want me to dip you in hot water." SneeredQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i.If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. "Oh shut up, if you have any balls then jump off the building, would you?" RepliedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ sarcastically, causingQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i''s face to already turn red. "You''ll pay for your arrogance, just wait until the day is over." ThreatenedQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i as he went back to his seat with his gang of bad guys. "MAX luck, huh? What a joke.." SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ internally. After 10 minutes, class is finally starting, and just as the teacher said the first word,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ gained a new skill called ''Learning''. How do you gain a skill called ''Learning''? No one knows, it is all due to plot. Listening to the teacher, he became increasingly knowledgable (like most of his classmates), but then he found out that.. If me meditated in class while listening to the teacher, he''d be knocking off two birds with one stone dumbell! With that thought in mind, he started meditating, finding the effects nearly instant since ''Learning'' actually increases his ''Learning'' capabilities, making it completely broken in various ways. The teacher saw him closing his eyes, so with the normal teacher-ish thought of humiliating lazy students in his class, he calledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to the board to solve the mathematical equation that he was just explaining. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, with his upgraded sensitivity, heard the teacher call for them so he cancelled the meditation and stood up, then solved the equation on the whiteboard without even needing time to ponder. "Very good,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. Looks like you were listening." Said the teacher. "Yes, teacher." SmiledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. "Now then, Wang Wank, come here and explain whatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ just did." Called the teacher for another boy then sentB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ back to his chair. Satisfied, he didn''t bother stare at the boy then went back to his meditation, not knowing that because of plot reasons, a gir- ginseng is now staring at him intensely, but with his acquisition of the RPG menu, he became as dense as a nuclear shelter made of whatever fantasy chinese metal there is... The New School Life After class ended,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was still in his meditation, but one of the boys next to him took the liberty to wake him up to get ready for next class. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ thanked the guy, then pulled out his.. notebooks and revised a little since this coming class is his most hateful class of all. English. Like all, or most, asian characters, he hates English and finds it hard from the bottom of his heart, even though the author himself isn''t English. Alas, he still knew that if he wasn''t going to be ready for this class, his cultivated ass is going to get whalloped by the evil teacher''s rubber dildo. After memorizing the notes and barely understanding them with his low intelligence, the time has finally come, and the beautiful foriegn teacher with jade-like legs that are even jader (is that even a word?) than the 20 year old ginseng''s jade legs. "Now then, boys and girls, it is time for the English class, so take out your boring, old fashioned stories that the school gives you so we can start the lesson already. Also,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, after all of you guys open the book at page 45, you read." Said the 100 year old ginseng, as if hearingwhat the author wanted to do. "Time to flaunt my new ''Language : English'' skill, hehehe.." SnickeredB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ inwardly, before standing up and starting to read the story. "And so flew the birds, flapping their colourful wings while singing as if owning the world. Uncaring, and freedom that exceeds other creatures make them one that we always wish to become, relating freedom to birds at all time, but one knows that they as well do not have as much freedom as us." PausedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢.You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. "We, as humans, are very intelligent, and also have four limbs, unlike birds, allowing us to create things that birds could not have imagined existed, so we made cars, planes, and rockets! Across the ocean we went. Hovering in the sky we did. On the Moon we stepped. But birds cannot do that, and never will." StoppedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, since the teacher had motioned him to shut up at this moment. "B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, did you have a brain surgery or something?" Said the 100 years old ginseng with jade-like legs. "No, Sensei-" But before he continued, he was slapped with the rubber dildo. "We are not Japanese! Don''t use that word here!" Yelled the teacher as she abusedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ with the terrible object. "Please, have mercy!" BeggedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, making the teacher finally stop after 3 minutes of constant hitting. Shaking in fear, he slowly got back in his seat, wary of being hit another time. "Alright then, you, 0 year old ginseng, start reading." Pointed the teacher at a ginseng. "Yes." As she ginseng continued from whereB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ left off,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ himself entered into deep meditation once again, and the teacher didn''t look at him again since he had already done well. And still not noticing the gaze that is increasingly getting sharper by the second, as if going to molecular levels soon, but his undestructible, and dense castle held on, just as if a guy holding a wine bottle was trying to destroy a castle wall using it, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ didn''t know that if the man had drank the wine before trying to breach the walls, he would have long been in ruins. Anyhow, since the chapter has gone long enough, it will end with yet another cliff hanger in this not so boring new school life. End of the School Day And so came the next class, and the next, until the school day has ended. "Hey, 120 year old ginseng, what''s the matter? You''ve been staring at that guy ever since he answered that math question." Asked a ginseng another ginseng. "Something feels wrong about him." Replied the 120 year old ginseng to the 1 year old ginseng. With beautiful jade-like legs that are even more jade-like than the teacher''s (idk how it is possible for a kid), and smooth, shining black hair and entrancing blue eyes, she was destined from the moment she was born to be either a member ofB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s harem, or an evil young mistress that will also become part ofB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s harem. But since the author does not wish for a big harem, and wants people to suffer forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, he will become dense, hence the RPG menu. Anyhow, since school is over,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ sat up and stuffed all the books in his bag in a very relaxed manner and a refreshed face, since what he sees in front of him changed his mood from Good to Very Good.
Name :B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ Stats : INT : 15
Class : Tea Cultivator STR :100 WIS : 17
Age :Young (obviously) AGI : 101 CHA : 20
HP : 1000/1000 END : 103 Sex appeal : -5
MP : 30/30 DEF : 113 Cultivation Level : 10
Staring at the copypasted menu of his stats, he smilled happily with his performance.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Now, what skill should I learn today? ''Gaming'' was already taken when I played Osu!, so I guess I''ll train on doing martial arts? Yeah, that seems for the best." ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to himself, ignoring the still piercing gaze of the 120 years old ginseng. With his bag strapped on his back, he walked out of the classroom just like any person would and decided to go back home by walking, since his body now feels more athletic than olympic athletes themselves, alas, no changes were visible from outside his clothes. After 20 minutes of constant walking, he finally reached his house, so he opened the door and ran back to his room to take a bath. Undressing, he quickly glanced at the mirror to look at himself and see whether there are any changes or not. Unknowingly, he noticed that his height had changed and his face is now good to look at. With a short and natural wavy hair, a chisled face and two brown eyes, as well as a somewhat average build that neither shows too much muscle or any bones, he looked like your run-of-the-mill background character with no special things to define. Sadly, unlike ginsengs, he had no jade-like legs, otherwise xianxia main characters would have flocked at him like men to ancient ginsengs, thus creating a homosexual harem. With all due respect to homosexuals, the author does not discriminate or look at you like disgusting beings, alas, I am still against it. Anyhow, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢swaggered in front of the mirror for a while before finally starting the shower, and bathing like a normal human being.. Not. He was meditating while bathing, since he discovered that once he reached a specific level in meditation, he was able to meditate while walking, or basically doing anything. "Oh, how broken I am." ChuckledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, not knowing the danger to soon fall upon him.. Meanwhile.. WhileB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was enjoying his sweet time in the bathroom, something way more important occured. The need for actual characters to spice up the story surged up. With short hair and a short stature stood up a ginseng, staring out on her balcony. Her black eyes that glittered in reflection of moonlight, and with smooth, jade-like legs that made if seem as if it were a painting caused those who randomly passed by at night to stare for a minute before realizing what they had just done, and quickly ran back to their homes. Her cute, little lips moved to produce a young, feminine voice saying "When will I ever enter a story..." in a murmur. The 10 thousand year old ginseng sighed softly, before going back inside her room and sitting on her bed, wondering. Stories of ''Prince Charming'' were always told around her, making her, while not obsessed, wish for her own prince to come, albeit knowing that nothing like this is possible unless she is exposed to danger.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version. Unable to do anything about it, she opened her computer and started up Osu!, finding out that someone has surpassed her in most of the songs that she had. He came out of nowhere, sweeping many of the dangerous songs in only a couple of days. Their name is..Tea_Cultivator. Curious, she searched for theTea_Cultivator across the internet to find a few posts about a new streamer with the same name, streaming the process of beating the insanely hard maps. However, since he didn''t have a video camera, there was no video proof of his insane movements, but she knew that it was real. While checking those streams, she realized how good and accurate his movements were, not even one of the circles was clicked too early or too late; none of them. Her small mouth curled up to a smile, seeing that a new competetor has risen to take the throne. "Tea_Cultivator, huh. I wonder if I could have a match with him." Thought the 10 thousand year old ginseng. With this thought, unbenownst toB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, his life would soon be thrown into disorder.. After bath "Phew, this was a great bath." SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, feeling great. Taking about 4 hours to clean up,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ got out of the bath with a happy expression then went and sat on his computer. "What to do today..?" ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, before deciding to stream once again. He licked his lips then just as he was about to open the game, a loud noise rang in the room : "You got mail!" Confused, he opened the email to find that it came from the one that used to be first across the whole game, Vicious_Ginseng. The email said "Hi.", makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ feel incredibly threatened, because he (somehow) felt the murderous and chilling killing intent transmitted across the email. At first, he was scared, but then he remembered that he became a man that transcended human limits, and no one could fight him. Relaxing himself, he stood up and went to the kitchen to prepare some tea; alas, life is not so great. His mother was standing there, with eyes that seemed like a predator waiting for its prey to come, so just before she noticed him, he hid behind the stairs. Just for a moment, for one moment, he saw her smirking face, a face that would cause anyone to immediately pull away and escape, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had an idea.Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. A bucket. After taking a bucket from his room, he silently and stealthily moved behind his mom who was looking out of the window momentarily, and put the bucket on her head. She didn''t react. Actually, she couldn''t, since the bucket is one of the most useful objects in life, be it in flying or in sneaking and stealing without them noticing. But, because plot, his father came from his room towards the mother, then tried to hug her, causing the bucket to fling off of her head, and with that, hell had started. "Oh no." ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ as he was preparing the tea. His mother, now able to see again, turned her her head atB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ and smiled creepily, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s response was "Please wait until we drink this tea, okay?" Why she was angry? Why did she wait in that kitchen forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢? Only the author knows, but she will probably explain it in a moment.. Now since the tea was made, he poured himself and his parents some of that tea, then added 10 spoons of sugar into his cup, before sitting down on the opposite side of his mother in the living room. "Now then,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, don''t you think that you have something important to do?" Said the mother with a hint of anger in her voice. "Yes, mother, you want the car, and I''ll get its money soon, so wait, okay? I''m underage and I can''t do a lot of things.." "HeyB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, why don''t you just start writing books and sell them, I bet with your new talents you will be able to pull in a lot of readers." Said the father, causingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to feel conflicted, and the mother to smile. "So then, I''ll give you two months, either give me the car''s money or I''ll turn your life tea-less." "Stop, the joke has become stale, my dear." Said the father to the mother. "Tsk." B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ stayed silent, but just after he finished his tea, he ran to his room and locked it. "I need to find a way out of this, buying the latest cars will take me375155.178 yuan, which is 55k dollars by now." Sighing, he opened back his computer, to find the email still in its place. "Hi" it said. With great courage, he started typing words in reply.. The First Battle "Hello, what buisness do you require from me?" RepliedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to the email, and just as he pressed send, three seconds later he got a message saying ''This is my skype, contact me.'' Albeit confused, he didn''t think that there was any problem, so he opened his skype and contacted the Vicious_Ginseng. "Good, now let''s get into buisness." Said Vicious_Ginseng, increasing the anticipation ofB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. "Okay?" "Alright then, Tea_Cultivator, I''ve taken an interest in you, and would like to have a match between you and me on Osu!" Typed Vicious_Ginseng quickly. "I''m sorry, I''m very tight on time so I''d rather go and make some money for personal reasons, maybe I''ll accept your challenge another time." RepliedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, not knowing that the little Ginseng hit the computer table in frustration. "Then why don''t we stream it? Both of us will announce it now and start half an hour later, deal?" Said the quick witted Vicious_Ginseng, makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ ponder for a while before answering. "Alright." SinceB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had a nice amount of time, he decided to go out to buy a video camera due to the insane influx of people who told (threatened) him to show them what he is doing live. Going inside the electronics store, he used his credit card that was present before the start of the story (hence him able to earn money streaming) and bought a high quality microphone and two cameras. Why? One for the keyboard and mouse that he is going to intensely abuse, and another for his calm facial expression when he destroys his opponent. Also, since he is at the store, he bought a good 15 inch tablet with a pen so that it is both portable and big enough for drawing. He smiled slightly as he exited the store, paying more than a thousand dollars at once, but he didn''t care since his popularity might explode soon as he defeats the Vicious_Ginseng.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. With the plastic bags in hand, he headed home while walking underneath the street lamps, so he thought.. "Doesn''t this look like a mugging scene?" And he was.. wrong. On the unilluminated side of the road came an old man walking his dog, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ knew him, so he greeted the man then returned back home. This trip took 25 mins, and in the rest of the 5 minutes, he has to set up the equipment as quick as he could, so he did. With great speed and accuracy he plugged the microphone and the two cameras, but only turned one of them on; the one that oversees the mouse and keyboard. He stored the brand new tablet in his closet then sat back on his chair, and the time finally ran out. A message came from the Vicious_Ginseng said that she is ready, and telling him to open Osu! and accept her invite, so he did. Now his stream is ready, people went to his channel and her''s to see both sides of the story, and then she put one of the hardest maps yet, a fictional map that only appears in this story : W¨¯ x¨±y¨¤o b¨¡ngzh¨´. One thing in common about Vicious_Ginseng and Tea_Cultivator is that they never showed their faces, only their voices and their hands were present. As for Vicious_Ginseng, it was purely knowing that if her face was seen, many of her acquaintances who are also fans of Osu! will pester her about it, so she wanted to do her best and keep it a secret. On the other hand, Tea_Cultivator had one reason : "If my totaldonations reach 100k dollars I''ll show my face, thanks.", this was one of the lines written inside his channel info. Obviously some fans thought he was lying and going to show his face soon, however, he was very serious about it, thus making his face a very expensive commodity. Anyhow, with both players ready, the match started, and what the spectators saw was something out of this world. His fingers furiously hit the letters Z and X, but knowing that his keyboard is not of high quality, he also combined his mouse, all of them in sync at once, making many of the spectators open their eyes wide and cough mouthfuls of blood. Vicious_Ginseng saw her score on the side being surpassed slightly by her opponent, none of his hits were green, only blue. She was one of the best, and rarely got greens, however, just like any normal player, she had at least one or two. Tea_Cultivator didn''t look normal at all, all his hits were perfect yet not in a robotic way like the robot mode, circles floated around the screen on both sides and he didn''t miss, not even one. Vicious_Ginseng started feeling frustrated, but also tried to keep her cool since she knew that concentration is what she needs now. And the end has come, and once Vicious_Ginseng saw the score, she hit her delicate jade-like knees in frustration, but of course, no one heard or saw that. As for the comments.. that is in the next chapter.. The Aftermath "No way! Vicious_Ginseng lost to a newcomer? He must be cheating!" "I saw his hand movements and the gameplay, and I can safely say that either he is a master at the act of synchronizing with the auto mode, or he did it all legit." "Yeah! We the ones picked by the author to support Tea_Cultivator against those burned due to the loss of Vicious_Ginseng will overwhelm y''all, so show us those wounds because we are about to pour in some salt." "No! Not the ''ones picked by the author to support Tea_Cultivator against those burned due to the loss of Vicious_Ginseng'', please have mercy!" B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ smiled as he said the words "Good game." outloud to Vicious_Ginseng who sadly won''t hear him since they aren''t connected through a call, but the spectators did, and either they cheered loudly or denied his win with any type of logic, some denied it ''because Vicious_Ginseng cannot lose''. With a skyrocketing popularity, an insane amount of donations and increasing the profiency of the ''Gaming'' skill near the limits,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ started laughing quietly before bursting. Obviously he muted the microphone before laughing, otherwise they will see him as crazy, and he cares about his internet persona. In the midst of the flame wars between the Tea''s and the Vicious'' fans, Vicious_Ginseng sneakily sentB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ a message on skype saying : "Congratulations, I guess the award of the best player goes to you now, huh." while feeling bitter. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was only dense to one feeling, love, but just like any other human he could feel the bitterness in this message so he replied with "It was a nice match, and I gained a lot from it. I owe you one, so if you need anything, message me and I''ll try to help as much as I could, although I don''t know any information about you. )" He made sure to put a smiley face at the end.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. As Vicious_Ginseng read this, she started feeling pathetic, since losing is part of life, so she replied "Thank you, but I''ll make sure to beat you one day!" "I''ll look forward to it." With a grin onB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s face, he ended the conversation, and seeing how his goal of 100 thousand is now more than 40% ready, his smile grew even bigger. He deicded to end today''s stream after a bit of contemplating, for a reason that is very normal for any human being. To learn. After saying that he owed her one, one of few things that he could help her with is if she needed a hacker, so he thought "Will plot bring me to a hacker vs hacker showdown?" No one knows, but it doesn''t hurt to be ready, and with those words, he felt excited, then started researching programming as a basis.. ... Meanwhile, a cute little Ginseng stared at her computer screen in a daze. Her heart beating due to the adrenaline from the intense battle, but her face looked very refreshed and also satisfied. "Tea_Cultivator, huh.. I wish to meet them one day." She said, but she doesn''t know whether it is a he or a she, as she never heard Tea_Cultivator''s voice before, and the only time he said something, the voice was very inaudible, causing people to start speculating even more. Gazing at the opened skype window in front of her, she smiled as she re-read the short conversation between them. Although it was short, her impression of him wasn''t so bad, and she also felt affinity with him, but it she only thought that it was a mere feeling of rivalery, nothing more. Seeing as he closed his stream, she opted to closing hers as well, then turning off the computer altogether. She laid on her bed, feeling slightly tired, but what she didn''t know.. is that she will dream about Tea_Cultivator.. In Their Dreams Inside a field planted with tea plants, she stood, basking under the glowing sun with her hair fluttering due to the cool breeze. Her eyes darted around, unable to understand when and how she came here, but just like dreams always do, the reason started being fabricated. She is here, and that is it. Her mind thought like such, so the dream started finally moving forward, just like 10 thousand year old Ginseng did. She kept moving until she found a small river that has a sturdy-looking bridge laying upon it, and on the other side is a big house with a storage building right next to it. On the stone bridge she walked, enjoying the amazing feeling of both the sun and the wind enveloping her, and the green scenery behind her. And so she went to the house and knocked strong enough for those living in it to hear, and just 5 seconds later, an old man opened the door and open his eyes wide at the visitor. It was a cute little Ginseng wearing a white dress with no sleeves and a short skirt, and her short silver hair and deep black eyes with a well-defined face and pale pink lips that enchant anyone of the same age as her, and sometimes even those older than her. Not to mention her jade-like legs that are being emphasized by the short skirt, increasing her allure by many levels. But, the old man''s only expression was wide eyes, quicklyreturning to his normal face and welcomed her into the home. Thanking him, she entered, to find an assortment of very mediocre furniture, and just as she was looking, a sound came from somewhere in the house saying "Honey, who is it that came?"The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. It was an old woman''s voice, who just came from behind a wall to find the 10 thousand year old ginseng. "Oh, hello guest, would you like some tea?" The old woman gave a caring smile, so the 10 thousand year old ginseng accepted. Urging the young ginseng to sit down on the couch as she made the tea, she left and came back in a few short minutes "By the way, have you met our son? He was supposed to be outside cultivating tea." Said the woman with a worry in her tone after she sat on the couch opposite of the young ginseng''s. "No, sorry." "Hmm... He has been cultivating tea for such a while now that his skill surpassed us in an unexpected way, to the extent that the other villagers now call him the Tea Cultivator." Hearing those words, it felt as if a bell has rung in the young ginseng''s head. "Tea Cultivator?" She asked nervously. "Yes. Oh you will probably meet him in an hour or so if you stayed here, I''d be glad if you kept us company." Not finding a reason to refuse, instead, she wanted to see who this Tea Cultivator is, so she accepted. Minutes went by in a flash as they talked about various topics ranging from the importance of tea to why coffee is terrible for the health and why they hate the coffee tribe, but just as they were going to speak about it, the front door opened. "I''m back." Said a young man as he entered the living room, then his pupils contracted at seeing the new person in the house. She looked years younger than him, but her looks were very appealing, alas, he only found her cute and nothing more. "Hello, I''m 10 thousand years old ginseng, are you the Tea_(underscore)Cultivator?" She stood up and said in a hurry. His contracted eyes became wide instead, making him flustered and ask "How, how did you know?" His nickname and secret nickname were nearly the same, but one couldn''t know of the underscore in between. Albeit blurry due to her dream state, she was able to see a somewhat mediocre looking man, with his black, wavy hair and brown eyes and a chisled face, he also seemed a bit on the handsome side. "I am also called Vicious_Ginseng, it was nice to meet you." She smiled, making him cough a mouthful of blood. Since it is proper manners to introduce yourself after others did, he said after coughing "I''mB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, otherwise known as Tea_Cultivator, nice to meet you too." Just as he said that, she blacked out, thus ending the dream.. Connected Through Dreams With an aggressively beating heart, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ shot up from his bed with sweat covering his face. Under no circumstances did he imagine that he would be able to meet the Vicious_Ginseng, and also her being younger than him, but he thought that just like other dreams, it is only in his mind. Switching his gaze onto his mobile phone on the table next to him, he realized that it is too early for him to wake up. Alas, his enchanced body only needs a little bit of sleep and nothing more. Sighing, he sat on his computer to continue researching programming, since he had achieved many things last night. If there was a progress bar on how much he reached in programming as a whole, then it would be 80%, and as he did that, he opened his bank account to see himself having 70 thousand dollars. He smiled momentarily but it quickly faded as he concentrated back onto the computer, but then out of nowhere.. BAM! The door got forcefully opened, and on the other side came the true antagonist of this story.. The debt colle- I mean, the mother. "I SMELL PLOT MONEY, WHERE?" She said as she stared atB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ with red eyes. "Umm, can I transfer it to your bank account because I''m underage and I can''t buy it?" AskedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ after he slowly moved his head while creaking. His mother smiled like an angel, but that further increasedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s anxiety, but at the end, she accepted and took the money.Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. "It is still 5 am, how did she know.." It was indeed a strange thing, but the answer to that was in her words. ''Plot money'', meaning that she knew due to plot. Plot is quite a strange thing, makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ not know whether it is on his side or not. Sighing outloud after his mother left, he stared at the computer for a while before closing it and deciding to go out for a jog. Programming can wait, he thought. After he wore a t-shirt and shorts, he went out to jog, by jumping out of the window on his neighbor''s flowers.. ... "Huh?" Asked a young ginseng as she sat up in her bed with sweat covering her face. The day was still early, but that wasn''t what mattered to her now. What mattered was that she met someone who seems to be the real life Tea_Cultivator, in other words,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. Unable to continue sleeping, she opened up her computer and found him coincidently become online on skype just a few seconds later, but she didn''t dare ask yet. Her heart was beating just like a machine working overdrive, and then she asked "What kind of sorcery is this..?" But there was no one to answer her. UnlikeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ who immediately got over it with the thought ''it was just a dream'', she didn''t think so, since it was way more vivid and specific, not to mentionB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s reaction to her being in the house and her name, both causing him to react differently and realistically. Alas, she has no proof that this is real, unless she herself asks the Tea_Cultivator in her skype. "Is your real nameB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢?" All of it takes is just a few pushes on the keyboard keys, and that is it, however, what will she do after then? Tell him that she met him in her dreams? What if he was a she or an old man acting as if they were theB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ she saw in her dream? Many questions popped up one after another, however, she pushed them aside and encouraged herself to ask him. But, life is ruthless, and just as she was going to type the first word, he went offline, causing her to feel both disappointed and relieved. Unfortunately, her curiousity hasn''t died down one bit, in fact, it started to eat her up even more, but there is nothing she could do unless Tea_Cultivator gets online. To stop herself from worrying and to empty her mind, she opened Osu!, and entered into a state of concentration that only she could enter, forgetting her worries and the world around her.. Sushi With light steps,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ jogged around the neighborhood while admiring the sunrise. Coincidentally, he ran past the same alley that changed his life, so he decided to go in and see if anything has changed. Deeper into the alley he went, but just in the corner, he could hear two people talking in whispers, so he got curious and tried to listen in on them. "Hey, you got the sushi package I asked you for?" Said the man with a shady brown jacket to the other man who was wearing a black jacket of the same type. "Yep, fresh sushi, just make sure you don''t use them all up very quickly." Replied the black jacket man with a slight laugh. Both of them were wearing sunglasses and a muffler, and their hair was covered by a hat each, so unless you can see through clothes, one cannot know who those two are. "Heh, I coincidentally listened in on the most important parts, but doesn''t that guy look too short?" ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ as he glanced at the brown jacket man. Alas, he had no method of knowing who that guy is, so he tried to move away as if he didn''t hear anything, but life isn''t so merciful, and he stepped on a stick in the alley, alerting the ones in the corner. "Who''s there?" Said the black jacket man after pulling out a baton. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had two choices, run away or run away, he chose the first one since both of them were the same.. Or so he thought, but the first choice was a trap, and the proof to that is.. "Hey, someone heard us, surround the place." Said the brown jacket man in a walkie talkie.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. Cold sweat ran downB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s cheeks; he knew that there is no way out other than protecting himself, so he jumped out of his spot and ran towards the two people, but one of them muttered "Y-you!" As if knowingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. "Don''t come closer or I''ll dip you in hot water!" Shouted the guy in the brown jacket as he pulled out a knife. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ sneered then dashed at the man in black, since he was the closest, and in the blink of an eye, he kicked the man in the nuts, making them explode. "N-no! Stay back! I-i.. I need to business with this sushi, please stay away!" The man in brown got scared and muttered out something that madeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s mind go blank. Sushi.. Buisness.. Nuts.. ... B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ stood there, staring blankly with a mouth agap at the man in brown, but the man in brown took the opportunity to slash atB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, causingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s clothing to get cut. Underneath his clothes were 30 packs, causing the man in brown to retreat nervously away from the marverlous chest. He was shaking, but as he heard the sound of many people running, he started laughing. "Haha! Unlucky guy, you shouldn''t have come here!" Hearing the steps and those words,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ finally snapped out of his daze, then looked at his chest. It looked normal, no abs or anything, causing him to feel disheartened. From the place he came from, came out 5 people with spikey hair and the usual hollow pipes, while wearing fashionably outdated clothing, such as the clunky leather sandals, checkered shorts and fedoras. "Get down on your knees and pray you won''t feel any pain." Said one of them. "No." RepliedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, causing that guy''s face to turn red. "You''re courting death!" They quickly ran atB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ and brandished their pipes, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s body became harder than.. a normal body, so the pipes caused little to no damage. Soon enough, the pipes started getting bent, andB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ realized that they can''t damage him, so he started acting more aggressive. A punch to the face, a chop on the neck, a kick in the nuts, all of those combined caused massive amounts of damage to the 5 people, and they fell on the ground after coughing two mouthfulls of blood each, twitching. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ switched his gaze from the laying people onto the now shivering man in brown, so he went quickly to strip him of his disguise clothes.. Tea is better than Coffee With light yet quick steps,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ reached in front of the man in brown and pulled off his hat. Underneath it was brown hair the blends in with his jacket, makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ even more sure that this is the one he thinks of, but the man noticed that he was thinking and tried to squeeze himself away fromB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. Alas, it was very obvious, soB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ didn''t let him go, instead pulled on his collar and stuck him to a wall as if it were a man assaulting a woman. But, the woman was, in fact, a man.. Quickly,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ pulled off the sunglasses and what was below it were two brown almond-shaped eyes, causingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to smile eeriely. "Well then, old buddy." His smile turned bigger, causing the one who wants to do ''business'' with sushi,Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i, to shiver. Now thatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ has a good blackmailing item, he whispered inQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i''s ears, "Tsk tsk, you should have known that plot would have trapped you sooner or later, you should have been more careful.." "Damn plot.." MurmuredQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i under his breath. "Now then, you have two options, get a beating and have yourself a beautiful blackmailing object or stop annoying me and still have a blackmailing object, waddya'' say?" "..." Obviously, both choices were horrible forQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i, no one would pick any of them, only to be silent, until.. "Oh, what is this?"If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ noticed a recorder laying next to the fallen nut-cracked man in black. At that moment, he thought that this man records all of his encounters, making this conveniently easy for the plot to progress. He walked away fromQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i for a moment and picked up the still recording recorder, then turned it off so he could listen to what it had recorded. Staring atQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i, he slowly pressed the replay button, making him hear- "Hey, you got the sushi package I asked you for?" - All of the conversations that occured until now. Another blackmailing object has been acquired, but to make this not seem to dark for a comedy story, he went towards Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i and said "Say Tea is better than Coffee, now." With the recorder now turned on once again, B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ threatenedQ¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i to say something that goes against his nature, but suddenly,something unexpected happened.. Bang! One of the fallen goons shot down the recorder fromB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s hand after realizing that without the recorder, the sushi-blackmail plot won''t work, since there is no proof of such transaction anymore. Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i realized that too and started to relax, but he was still vigilant against the hell-bent on revengeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ who moved towards the man who shot the gun to knock him unconscious. "Tsk, and we could have solved this easily.." MutteredB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, but while he was doing so,Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i slipped away and ran out onto the road while removing his jacket and muffler, and thencalled a taxi who was coincidently near, and hurriedly left. "Damn.. Good luck my ass!" Thought that angeredB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ as he lost track of the running young man, before giving up. "Now, what am I supposed to do..?" WorriedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ while strolling back home. Meanwhile, in the taxi. A lone young man was sitting while clutching his chest at his adrenaline-filled heart, trying to calm himself down. After calming down, he snickered "Heh, obviously Coffee is better than Tea." Not realizing that he was just about to encounter something even more dangerous.. Those rare days.. Hours into the game, a faint knocking was heard on the door. While it sounded faint, it was fairly loud but the headphones are very insulative, making them only sound very faint. Taking off her headphones, a little ginseng with jade-like legs got off her office chair and went to open the door, and that was behind it was a ginsengwearing butler-like clothes. A noticable feature is her blue short hair that barely passes her ears. "Milady, are you not going to school today?" Asked the ginseng, making the young ginseng ponder. After a few moments, the young ginseng with jade-like legs replied with "I''m going." Why?She wanted to get her mind off the dream, hence her acceptance. The butler smiled faintly before ending the conversation, "Alright then, milady, I''ll prepare your equipment, so please dress into the school clothes." and leaving gracefully. Sighing, the young ginseng closed the door then went towards her wardrope and opened it, from inside appeared a wide variety of clothes ranging from pyjamas to fancy dresses that will definitely entice a male''s eyes, however, she dug through those clothes until she pulled out her school clothes. In her school, everyone is allowed to have their own outfit, to a certain extent, with the design being changeable but the essence (having a skirt) and colours (white, red and blue) the same, and as long as there were those colours, adding any other colours is acceptable. Alas, hers looked modest, with no decorations looking either too flashy or out of place. This uniform was only worn on the rare occasion of when she decides to finally go to school, but sadly, it was never worn two days in a row. Due to her school being close by, she had a lot of time to waste after wearing the uniform, so she went to the living room which is rarely used then opened the TV. Many channels featuring dramas, actions and such were ignored by her, until she stumbled upon the news.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. "A taxi inR¨°u w¨¢n city crashed into a Coffee Shop 3 hours ago, injuring the driver, the passenger and some people who were sitting by the windows. Among all those, what concerns us is the passenger,Q¨©ng k¨¡f¨¥i, who is the son of a famous coffee producing company, who got the worst injury out of all, getting him into a coma-" Sighing, she turned off the TV, and thankfully, the butler got everything ready for the 10 thousand year old ginseng. "Milady, how do you wish to go to the school?" Asked the butler, knowing the young mistress'' impulsive and unreasonable choices that only depend on her mood. "Let''s go by walking, I don''t feel like sitting in a vehicle." Replied the young ginseng, and the butler nodded in response. The butler opened the front door, and from it came out the young ginseng with jade-like legs dressed in a fairly moderate school clothing that does not seem to contain any weird tastes. While walking in front of the butler, she could not notice the small grin plastered on the butler''s face, who is using telepathy to transmit what is happening so that the author could make an encounter. Obviously the little ginseng was unaware of what is happening and only continued on walking towards the school. Since it is a school day, many kids and buses could be seen, increasing the crowd in the not so wide streets, not to mention those stopping to stare at the little ginseng. There are two kinds of people in that crowd, those who keep staring and those who realize what they had done and move away quickly. Sadly, the former was the majority, causing the 10 thousand year old ginseng to feel uncomfortable. Unfortunately, nothing could be done about it other than hurrying up, and that is exactly what she did. People moved away as if the queen was strolling through the crowd, however, that is only for those who noticed her. Due to her fast walking, the space that was opened was only enough for a person to walk through, but someone didn''t move. Although she tried to bypass him, there was not enough space, causing her to crash into his back, and making him stumble. "Hey! What''s this... about..?" He looked behind him at the culprit, noticing she is someone he met before. "B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢..?" Said the young ginseng under her breath, but the man''s heightened senses picked it up. Those rare days when she left the house were only countable every few months, but it was unexpected that the rare chance of them meeting was also fulfilled.. Out of time Unexpectedly, he heard his name come out of the young ginseng''s mouth. "B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢..?" she said, causing him to freeze on spot. Only if they met in reality would he have reacted in another way, however, not only did he tell her his name in the dream, but he also saw the same figure as the one he is staring at. But, his stare was not of ill intention or hidden motive, it was out of pure surprise. "You.. 10 thousand year old ginseng?" He said while gulping loudly. Both of them forgetting that they were surrounded by a crowd, they spoke slowly like robots until the crowd got bored and continued towards their destinations. The butler stood there, her eyes vigilant as if her reporting to the author was a complete lie, but still, no one would expect an inside job to be the cause of a miracle. Even thoughB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ and the little ginseng were staring at each other,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ suddenly flinched, breaking the eye contest. "Errr- I''ll be late for school, so I got to go, bye!" SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ in his meticulously thought plan of escaping, and it succeeded, because.. why not? What is the problem with the plan? Is plot going to spawn some random body guard other than the butler to stopB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢? Or will he bump into another ginseng who will slow him down? ..None of that happens. He just leaves, ending their first meeting in flash, and also making the 10 thousand year old ginseng snap out of her daze. "What just happened.." She asked herself, but then she heard the butler call for her.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. "Milady, I don''t know what happened, but I agree with him that you should go to school quickly, we don''t have much time.." Those words caused the little ginseng to sigh, then start moving once again.. ... As for the boy who escaped like the rats from Ratatouille in the first scene (spoiled), he was alreadysitting in his class as if nothing happened. But underneath his calm face, his mind was in disorder. ''Did we meet before? Is she some secret childhood friend that I forgot overtime? Was that dream a connected dream? If none of the ones before were correct, how did we know each other''s names?'' Questions upon questions filled his head until the teacher came and turned the students'' attention to him. "Cough. Today we have a transfer student, so like every other cliche story, please take care of them." The ginseng with long jade-like legs that were completely obliterated by the 10 thousand year old ginseng''s jade-like legs said. The class, which was a mix between boys and ginsengs, was chaotic, with many people screaming at each other''s face whether it will be an ugly ginseng, a hot ginseng, an ugly guy or a hot guy. Where is the ''average'' choices? Well, it was combined with the ''Ugly'' category since the students don''t look forward to average people. Anyhow, to stop the chaos, the teacher slammed the table, causing everyone to shut up. "Now then, please come in." She said towards the door, and who came out was.. A hot boy. With blond hair and two sapphire-like eyes, a well-built stature and a smile that captivates the heart, he entered the class and stood next to the teacher before saying "My name is S¨«r¨¦n D¨¯ng, nice to meet you." And just those words caused the females to erupt into cheers while the boys grumbled. "I''ll give you 10 minutes, ask whatever questions you want. But with order, in other words, raise your hands or you''ll get your ass handed over to you." No one thought of disobeying the 100 year old ginseng. Before any girl raised her hand,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ raised his, and thus gained the first question, and it was- "What is your importance to the plot?" - But just before it was answered, the teacher interrupted "Bzzzzt. You''re out of time, next question." Thus keeping the boy''s importance a mystery. Tea sandwich "What is your importance to the plot?" - This was the first question asked to the boy calledSir¨¦n Dong. He was amused, certainly so since none of his predicted questions came to reality, rather, one that no one in the class expected. And because of that, he was going to take a while to come up with the answer, however, just as he was about to open his mouth, the teacher unjustly cut him off, causing the question to be skipped. Alas, those words never flew away from his mind. What is my importance to the plot? What is the plot? Am I in some sort of story? Those thoughts never stopped in his head as he monotonously answered questions ranging from his sexuality to his drink preference, and the answer to that was he liked orange juice. WhileB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ didn''t care, some others did, for some reason. Anyhow, as he kept answering questions, he decided in his mind that first thing after break starts is talk toB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, since this reeks of strangeness, not to mention the fact that a ''transfer student'' in the middle of the semester isn''t normal at all, in fact, it is mostly used to introduce mysterious beautiful ginsengto be won over by the protagonist, but he was neither mysterious nor a beautiful ginseng, yet, he is still a ''mid term transfer student''. Finally, the introductions were finished, and he was told to sit in one of the chairs between the class'' beauties, but he never knew the reason as to why so, nevertheless, why should he refuse? While settling down, he noticedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ staring at him, but then looking a few chairs away, a ginseng stared daggers at the uncaringB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, causingSir¨¦n Dong to grin slightly as he fixed himself in his chair and listened to the teacher. Unsurprisingly, one of the ginsengs next tohim slipped a paper to him, reading : "Call me later. XXXXXXXXX. xoxoxox"The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. An obvious attempt at hooking up with him, but he didn''t wish for someone to pursue him, in fact, he wanted the opposite - In other words, he wanted to be the pursuer, since due to his professionally made backstory, he was the pampered young master with the ''I want this, I get this'' tendencies, and he got sick of it, now becoming a masochist who wants to pursue ginsengs rather than let them come to him. What a weirdo, thought the author. He glanced at the ginseng in a noticable way for her to see, but she appeared listening to the teacher, so he just sighed inwardly and tucked the paper in his pocket then concentrated on the class. Hours pass by, papers were written on, others'' papers were not, such asSir¨¦n Dong andB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ who have incredible memory and concentration, proving further thatSir¨¦n Dong has a reason for being here, alas, he didn''t know about that and only thought it was the norm to have such an ability. Finally, the bells hit everyone''s ears to signify the class ending, and the start of the break. Instantly,Sir¨¦n Dong sat up and rushed towardsB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ before anyone had the chance to strike up a conversation with him. But, the author isn''t so kind to let him away, hence the teleporting students who stood in his way to ask mundane and useless questions such as ''What is life?'' and whatnot. In the meantime,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had escaped to buy himself some lunch, completely ruining the plan. What happened toB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, who was the one that asked the most important question of them all? Well, since this is a third person prespective, we are able to delve into his mind just after he asked the question.. "Oh well, guess he isn''t important." Yes, that is basically it. What about when he stared atSir¨¦n Dong? It was completely by coincidence, and he was only scanningSir¨¦n Dong''s impossibly handsome face out of jealousy at that point. Oblivious to this fact,Sir¨¦n Dong noticed far too late thatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ left, and submit to the author''s will of spending the rest of the day with the social butterflies and normies.. As forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, he was feeling quite happy since the bullies'' quote on quote friendship had collapsed, withQing kafei being the only pillar that supports them, thus ending the bullying. Now using his hard earned money (allowance), he was buying himself some unknown sandwich made of pure tea, and how that works is only something that the world itself knows.. Checkmate Eating his glorious tea sandwich,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ relaxed his empty mind while staring at skirts and judging the ginsengs'' bodies. His preference is exactly unknown up until now, due to the lack of depth thatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ possess, while also being there to allow him to become a character with multiple preferences that may or may not make sense. Only did he continue glancing until, surprise surprise, the 10 thousand years old ginseng appeared in the cafeteria, glancing from one place to another, until her glossy eyes landed on him. Quickly, she moved towardsB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ while multiple people shut their mouths and stared at the loli goddess weaving between them, stopping at the tea loving boy''s table. "May I sit?" She asked with a naturally cute voice. "Oh.. -kay?" He replied in a confused tone, as if he never met her before. The ginseng sat gracefully on the chair, hiding her beautiful jade-like legs that were hidden even more by a sock reaching a tad bit below her knees, but that didn''t dare stop others from seeing her smooth, jade-like porcelean thighs. Clearing her throat with a high voice that doesn''t hurt the ears, rather it sooths them, she stared atB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ in the eye and said, "Have you heard of the high elves?" "What?" The confused boy turned even more so by the completely irrelevant and obvious filler question, causing the little ginseng to realize her mistake and correct her words. "Errr.. What I meant was: have we met before? Possibly in a dream?" She, a person that doesn''t interact so much with the public, unconsciously said the wrong thing at the wrong time in her first try, hence her weird question at the start.Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ thought hard, trying to remember an event that happened a few hours ago, and with the blessing of the author, he remembered, causing his face to momentarily go slightly red before regaining its colour. Why? Because he remembered the little ginseng in her heaven-defying dress, seemingly made as if to enchant people yet not exposing the body''s private parts in the slightest. A masterpiece of a dress coupled with a person with natural charms will, logically, become a force to be reckoned with, and even thoughB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ is dense, he is still a boy. "I...-" But wait! If they met in a dream, couldn''t that mean they are connected by fate(author)? Yet, he didn''t pick the ginseng of his life yet, and certainly, while the ginseng is like a near perfect piece of art, who knows who else he might meet. Besides,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ doesn''t wish to hook up with a person all looks but no personality, hence his hesitation. "No, I don''t think so." He said confidently, not feeling the deadly glares coming from the cafeteria which turned silent in an effort to pick up even the slightest murmurs by the wonderful character the author had made. "..." She froze, not expecting his complete denial of their connected dream. Why? Did I do something? I know he must have remembered since his reaction earlier was obvious. "A-are you sure? Y-you d-didn''t forget, ye-yeah?" She stuttered. "I don''t think I saw you before except when you bumped into me this morning." Glares became increasingly sharp towards the oblivious boy. Sighing, she asked, "Then.. are you The ''Tea_Cultivator''?" This time being B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s turn for freezing. No one knew of the ''Tea_Cultivator''s'' identity, the reason being that the user himself keeping it hidden until his donations reach the amount he wants. But what happens if he is exposed in the middle of tens of people? He will shamelessly deny it like before! "What? No! I wouldn''t even dare try to frame myself as that person, definitely not!" He felt satisfied until the ginseng poured cold water on him. "But.. In the Osu! profile, it says that the Tea_Cultivator is from this city specifically. And if we look at your name and the player''s name, similarities can be seen at first glance. Finally, the player''s hand has had a black spot on their right wrist, and looking here." She quickly snatched his hand and flipped it, "Here it is." People were surprised, but not more than herself who was able to say all that both confidently and in one go, not lettingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ have the chance to retort at all, and to that, everyone in the cafeteria thought : Checkmate. Shot, Skinned, Butchered and Served in a BBQ Party! Checkmate. Never in the students'' lives had they seen such a bold ginseng exposing one of the rising internet stars, the almighty Tea_Cultivator. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s mind was in disarray, cold sweat tricked down his face profucely as he stared blankly at the heartless loli who broke his grand plan in pieces. If not for the school banning mobile phones then he would have his face plastered on the internet moments later with the title: "Tea_Cultivator''s identity exposed!" ''What should I do.. Why did the plot go like this? Where did all my luck go?'' He asked himself repeatidly until the 10 thousand year old ginseng continued her onslaught. "I bet that if we had a little peek on your computer, our worries would end." She grinned cutely, but he could feel that there was hidden evil within it. "Errr... Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom!" Quickly, he slipped his hand from her grasp and scurried over to hide wherever he could until the break would end. Man! I was shot, skinned, butchered and served in a BBQ party! Could it get any worse!?If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Hidden on the roof by using the ''Transparent Tea Arts'',B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ contemplated the meaning of life until.. Plot finally progresses and real action happens! "Oh, are those terrorists coming to kidnap us, put us in the gym and ask for some million yuan ransome?" MumbledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ as he stared at the helicopter descending on the roof a few meters away from him. On the streets came multiple black vans that surrounded the school gate and what came out were thugs of all shapes. There was one with a square chin.. and... another 10 with a square chin.. Yeah, totally different. On the roof came out 5 thugs dressed in two-piece suits, one of them, who had an afro although he wasn''t a man of dark skin, said, "Alright my fellow terrorists, remember the plan: capture the students, put them in the gym and ask for 10 million yuan. Got it?" And the others nodded before putting on sunglasses and Obey hats. It is also important to mention that the leader wore a beanie since the hat would be too small on him, and on that beanie was a mediocre clown face. Spooky. Unfortunately, none of them were ginsengs, hence the lack of jade-like legs and descriptions of said legs; alas, one must learn that jade-like legs are rare and only appear when a ginseng is of the age of 10 or higher (as in the rating, not bodily age.). "Ok, now we split up and make sure we are somewhat close to each other in case one of the students somehow gains powers and beats us up, alright? Now move it!" Ordered the beanie-wearing man. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ stood there, his mouth hanging open while his eyes were wide as he stared at the back of the beanie-wearing man. "Gosh darnit, I wish I had hair like him.." WishedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, totally ignoring the predicament that is about to unfold... New Skills "Alright. Remember, after we split up, stay within audible range for when one of us has their ass handed to them, so come in and join the fun." Said the beanie-wearing man, prompting nods. With an assault rifle in hand and a shovel hanging across their belt, their numbers slowly dwindled as the halls branched. Once the whole floor is cleared, they gathered back at the stairs with their hard earned hostages to meet up with the people who came from the ground. After the hostages were taken to they gym, the group searches the floor below them, and repeat until all five floors have been wiped clean of students and teachers. Of course, there weren''t that much except in the cafeteria since, well, it is lunch break after all. As forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, he was calmly cultivating his tea techniques with his newly earned ability : [Real-Time Cultivation]. Basically, he doesn''t need to be somewhere quiet or maintain a certain pose while cultivating, making it incredibly overpowered and broken, but what can you do to someone who has such techniques in their original training technique. Yes, he didn''t get this ability out of nowhere: it turns out that after reaching a specific cultivation level, one is able to comprehend more of the ''Supreme Earth Shattering Sky Piercing Heavenly Destroying Tea Technique'', hence its long and intimidating name. "Hmm, my spider sen- I mean, my PlotOMeter feelings are tingling, I feel like I need to go to the gym for some reason." MumbledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to himself after 30 mins of the helicopter''s arrival. Slowly,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ dragged his legs down the stairs for a whole additional 30 minutes, finally reaching the gym. In front of the door were two burly guys wearing pink sock masks, a yellow t-shirt with the phrase ''Why did the chicken cross the road?'' on the left guard, while the other guard had a bright blue t-shirt answering with the phrase ''To lay eggs.'', and both of them wore similar black jeans and crocs, heightening their intimidation. But, in front of a guy likeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ who goes out without wearing neither underwear nor footwear, that seemed like nothing, so he walked by them and opened the gym door; however, he forgot that he still had his ''Transparent Tea Arts'' still in use, hence the word "Ghost!" that came out of the guard''s mouth. Obviously, that word was shouted, which in turn lead to all of those in the gym to notice such a thing, this time makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ realize that he had his Arts on. Unbeknownst to everyone,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ embarrassedly scratched his head before moving to a guard and dealing a blow to the stomach. Why? Well, what idiot won''t notice a large amount of students all of them tied up, some with tears and snot covering their faces and then think ''Oh this is fine.'', but that idiot isn''tB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. While moving around, pummeling guard to guard, he accidentally dropped a tea bag that didn''t go unnoticed by our one and only, 10 thousand year old ginseng, making her realize who is the one doing all of this; nevertheless, she is smart, so she didn''t shout nor bring attention to this point. On the other side, the guards were afraid, wanting to spray and pray that whomever is getting free knockouts right in front of their eyes would get hit, but if they did so, the students may be harmed, causing the government to take strong decisions and eradicate them, so what they could only do was swing around their weapons like a baseball bat in hopes of hitting the silent assassin. Alas, their work was in vain, withB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ nimbly avoiding such erratic movements and knocking them out in one hit. After the last terrorist dropped on the ground, his concealed diamond ring shone, causing a screen in front of him to appear :
For having beat up 20 people, you have gained the chance to get a unique skill with the help of the Supreme Ring of Sages. Press continue to move onto the skill list.Continue?
Without pause, he pressed continue, causing the next menu to make his mouth gap..
Skill : Description :
Stronger Plot Armor Can you see the other characters having stronger plot armor than you? Are you jealous? Be no more! With this skill, your friendly neighborhood plot armor will strengthen considerably, and rarely will you ever feel like bad luck is on your side.
Author Chat Aren''t you mad that the author keeps screwing around with your life? Want to give him a piece of you? Well, lucky you! Today is the one and only Author Chat with a discount of 80 knock outs, making it 20! Get it now rather than later!
Extreme Tea Brewing Does your tea taste like crap? Have you ever wanted to make tea so good that ginsengs travel across the globe just to taste it? My friend, you are in luck, because with this skill no one will be able to match you in the ability to make tea. So stop thinking and take it!
B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ gulped audibly, seeing that amazing choices present before him, he started shaking, his mind working overdrive for 10 whole minutes, not knowing what was happening on the other side of the room. Seeing that the terrorists are all down, the 10 thousand years old ginseng didn''t hesitate to stand up and go around to one of the art club students, taking a scissor and cutting off the cable ties around her slim, snow coloured, jade-like wrists. The students, who had their eyes dimmed out, started feeling better, taking off each other''s cable ties and grouping up so that they could stampede over any of the guards that might come toward them. "On my mark, 3... 2...1... GO!" With a cute yet effective war cry from the 10 thousand years old ginseng, the students marched outside the gym, leavingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ whose finger is about to touch the screen.. Couldnt you have just robbed a bank? Running in the middle of a horde of hundreds of students, they exited the school grounds like insects escaping from an insecticide. Their movements didn''t go unnoticed, however. The assilants who were surrounding the school glanced behind them at the sound of trampling, before aiming at the children and simulaneously yelling "Halt! You have bested our comrades, but-" Nevertheless, the students kept running like nothing was in front of them until they finally escaped by a literal mean. They each spread towards their own homes, while the police and military who were waiting finally came out to strike the confused terrorists.. Poor terrorists, why didn''t they just go and rob a bank? Isn''t that a million times safer than going to a school? ... Meanwhile,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ finally made up his mind... Extreme Tea Brewing was his choice! Why bother with plot armor when you are the main character? Why care what the author wants and does? Here I am living a great life! But Extreme Tea Brewing? Who dares let go of such an amazing skill that makes life very easy? Just get a cafe or such and BAM! Money to satify for a lifetime! - thoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ as he pressed on the skill.
Congratulations. You have chosen [Extreme Tea Brewing]. Hope you enjoy.
B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s body glowed for a few seconds, making him feel insanely relaxed, but such relaxation was only temporary, makingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ feel regret.. Or so he thought, until he remembered that his Tea Brewing abilities are now otherworldly- no one can match him!If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. He nodded in satisfaction before walking towards the gym door, but he noticed the beanie-wearing man unconscious in the distance. "...Hair.." MumbledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ as he walked towards the sleeping man, before pulling his beanie away and revealing an afro. "Hehehehe.." ChuckedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, prior to doing an unspeakable act. ... A day had passed, and the school was postponed until the end of the week due to this incident. "While the school was compromized by the terrorists, students report of a ghost beating up every terrorist in the gym, and here are the faces of the main perpetrators." Said the news reporter as pictures of the 5 people that came from the helicopter were shown. Mysteriously, one of them had his head as clean as a slate, but no one except his fellow terrorists knew of such a thing, as he was a very careful and shrewed man who hid from the eyes of the government. Meanwhile, the one guilty of such work was in the kitchen, preparing tea as if he was a professional chef who knows how to show off like a badass. Each of his movements contained an exquisite smoothness and natural feel to them, while the jade-like tea boiled in the hot water. As he concentrated on the boiling tea, the doorbell rang, so the mother opened the door and said, "Oh what a beautiful ginseng, have you come here to seeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢?" "Yes, I''m sorry if I''m intruding." Said ginseng replied with a cute voice, causingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to freeze in place.. I came here because I was bored. "Come in, come in." Said the mother in an unusual warm tone towards the 10 thousand years old ginseng. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, who was trembling at this point, resolved himself to meet the evil ginseng, hoping that she won''t expose his identity to anyone nor demand anything valuable from him. Like what, one might ask, but the answer is right in sight: his tea! While the ginseng sat in the living room, the mother went to call forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ who is in the kitchen. Once she found him, she tried to get him off so that she would continue the tea brewing; however, he strongly rejected and told her to tell the ginseng to wait for a few minutes while he ''prepares'' the tea. "Should I add some sleeping pills? But.. if I remember correctly, she has a butler and her family might be surrounding the house, not to mention that I don''t even know where she lives.. ugh, I might have needed to get the [Author Chat]..." MumbledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ inwardly as he poured the tea into cups and brought them to the living room on a tray. "Sorry for being late, was preparing tea." SmiledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ innocently. After putting the tray on the table, he sat next to his mom while the little ginseng took her cup, followed by the mother. "T-this tea is so delicious!" Exclaimed the ginseng loudly in surprise. "Huh, it actually is.." Agreed the mother, causingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ to smile in satisfaction before tasting the tea for himself. They all sat silently, savoring the supreme taste ofB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s tea till their cups were emptied. Of course, they felt annoyed except forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, since he still has some tea to spare, but he didn''t mutter a word about it.This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. "So... 10 thousand years old ginseng, what brings you here?" AskedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ in a tone full of curiousity. "Just a visit to a friend." She grinned cutely. "Now then,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, why don''t you invite this little ginseng to your room? After all, it is quite hot and your room has an AC." Suggested the mother while laughing inwardly for having forced her son into that position. "Well... er... let''s go?" Cold sweat dripped down his cheeks as both him and the ginseng climbed to his room. "A very modest room, I can say that." "Thank you?"B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ thanked half-heartedly. After all, he is still confused as to why the evil and vicious ginseng took the liberty of visiting him. "So.. if you came here to ''expose'' me, no need for that because I''ll admit that everything you said in the cafeteria was correct, so don''t waste your time." He sighed audibly, but she replied with a cute tilt of her head. Now that he looks at her, he notices that she is wearing white, sleeveless shirt that exposes her frail-looking, jade-like arms of hers. In addition, she is wearing a blue, frilly mini-skirt that complements the shirt whilst showing off her smooth jade-like legs. Her short, black hair that touches her shoulder with a matching black eyes that entrance anyone made her look like a little angel had descended. Unconsciously, he avoided his gaze while his cheeks reddened slightly, but she didn''t notice so. "In all honesty, I came here because I was bored." She answered the question thatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ momentarily forgot, causing him to snap back to reality with a "Huh?" "Really.. I can''t believe you beat me, the ex-number one in Osu!... But as you heard, I''m bored; and I don''t feel like playing it for a while.." Her small, cherry lips made a dissatisfied expression, frowning. "Why me?" Asked the confusedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. "You are the only one in that school that I have interacted with, so rejoice! For this beauty has decided to befriend you." Her frown turned into a grin. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s mouth twitched. While he can''t argue that she is the most beautiful being he had seen, one still does not waltz into other people''s homes unalerted. "By the way, could you show me how you play on Osu!?" She asked with a cute voice, causing him to sigh. "I will want to stream, though. Can''t forget to earn some cash." He argued. "I don''t mind, I''ll watch." She smiled brightly asB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ booted up his PC. Lil White AsB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ set up and got the equipment ready, he quickly checked his goal, and surprisingly, it has been met and surpassed. Uncontrollably, his lips curved into a smile, finally marking the time his face is revealed. Not to mention the fact that the ginseng with him has a very memorable voice, so he asked her if she may join in the commentary, giving him a nod of approval. With that, he started his stream and an influx of people tuned in, and with Vicious_Ginseng being with him, the viewers increased sharply. While they were at it, the ginseng decided to finally make her face known, and in turn came many mouthfuls of blood. "Why is such a beautiful ginseng with a normal guy likeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢!?" The viewers angerily cursed, and so did the young masters in the school that saw the ginseng for the first time at school, so the news of the ginseng being a friend ofB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ caused them to be incensed, most of them muttering "That guy is courting death." Be it fate or plot, or both, that day was the dayB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ gained a new friend, and with her came tons of enemies.. ... With school off for the whole week, the ginseng started visitingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ every day, prompting gasps from her family and hatred from those who tried to court her.Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. With all the rejections they met, they would, of course, try to harmB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ like the young masters they are, sending tons of fodder and mobs to giveB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ free knockouts. From day 3 to day 7 of the short break,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had surprisingly defeated over 30 thugs! But sadly, no new skill came to be, so he deduced that he has to wait till he gets 100 knockouts. In the meantime, having to see such a beautiful ginseng every day did nothing except make himself used to it, thus becoming even more denser than the guy he is. And even after the week had ended, they kept each other company, withB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ becoming stronger and the ginseng becoming more beautiful due to her recent increase in activity, and so life stayed great. Up until his parents decided to move out. Without doubt China is their homeland, but due to plot reasons, they had to move to Japan after earning themselves the ''Time-Skip Upgrade'', which was, in this case, the ability to speak Japanese. Of course, some might hate Japan for what they had done (like the teacher), but the parents think with logic, and that logic says "History doesn''t decide how things go; Plot does." ObviouslyB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ refused to leave, having become attached to the beautiful ginseng, but at the end, he is not but a child. As to why they had to leave, the father found a job in Japan that seemingly earns him way more than his current one. Who says no to such an offer? With such logic and plot being against him,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ had to apologize to the ginseng and bear her wrath as she repeatidly hit him like a spoiled child, but there was nothing in his hands to do other than keep her company until they finally left. To make the ginseng content, he told her that he''d let her have one wish, and she said "Give me a nickname." Which in turn madeB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ say "I think Lil'' White suits you well." He smiled. Out of his eyes, however, she blushed softly before nodding in acceptance. But no one will know that all of this was part of a plan of a meticulous thinker in blond hair.. Welcome to Japan With heavy steps,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ stepped off the airplane and took in a massive breath before letting it out. Due to the thing called ''Aura'' existing, people can clearly feelB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ sadness, for he just parted with a friend in the most painful way possible, which comes after death. Seeing their son still sad, his parents sighed before moving on and leaving the air port with him in their hands. Their destination? A house in the country side, and that is exactly where his father will work. By some unknown means and extra help from the plot, the father got to one of the most calm places for a high wage. What does the father work? ...What does he work again? While the incompetent third person narrator searches his script for the meaning of life, the Tea family enter their new home, which is..big? 4 huge bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, massive kitchen, vast, green backyard with a sakura tree in the middle and most importantly, a two-floor basement. "How big." ThoughtB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ when he saw it from the outside, then the mother parroted him after she stopped staring at the tree. "Praise me." The father puffed his chest up, prompting pets on his head. Finally, the narrator found the meaning of life, and so came with it the father''s job, which was a teacher. He didn''t have anything of quality other than having friendly relationships with all his students and colleagues, but seeing that he is getting a raise, a permanent one at that, he started learning Japanese before finally having to go.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. How he afforded the green and white modern-looking building was a mystery to some, but at the end, it came down to his relationships and strange charismatic powers that convinced them to give him a house dirt cheap. Obviously, he will pay for it, but the fact that it is dirt cheap doesn''t change. AsB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ took the keys from his father and went to open the door, he noticed the jade-like knob, but ignored it a moment later since he had seen the jadest person that overcomes the boundary of jade. Inside he was met with a red and gold carpet and an incredibly comfy-looking living room, but he stopped at that so he could help his parents with the bags... ... After a very obvious skip to avoid describing the whole house,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ laid on his bed, relaxing for a while until the doorbell rang. Thinking that they are people that came to greet their new neighbors, he quickly stood up and went to open the door with the jade-like knob. "Hello." Greeted an old coupleB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ in Japanese, so he greeted them back. "So you are our new neighbor, eh? Maybe Sakura will finally have someone her own age to be with." The old female chuckled, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ merely tilted his head in confusion. "Here, boy. A welcome gift. Hope we get to know you better." Smiled the old man, and so didB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, without any hidden intentions. "Please visit us a lot, and tell your parents we said hi." They said their goodbyes. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ waved at them as they left, thinking that they are nice fellows and if possible, prepare tea for them. One side-effect thatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ learned from people drinking his tea was that it invigorates people and make them feel younger, or so said the mother. Another was beautifying, and the proof was that the Lil'' White''s hair looked even silkier, and her skin glossier, so there was no doubt thatB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ could make a killing off of that tea. Anyhow, he closed the door and headed back towards his room, before hearing a group of people yelling at each other in front of his house, so he opened the door, causing them to flinch. They were young kids all nearly of the same age of age of about 8 or 9, and once they saw him they stood in a line, shoulder to shoulder before shouting in union, "As a tradition of the Jobel Village, and on behalf of all the villagers: welcome to Japan!" Calm before a storm Under the warm sun, a tanned boy sat fishing on a small boat. His shoulder-length black hair fluttered while his brown eyes reflected the bright sunlight. His smile seemed tranquil, free of any care, until his fishing rod disturbed the mood. The string was pulled, so his smile turned non-existent as he squinted his eyes while pulling on the rod. The sea waves rocked the small boat yet the boy''s body remained steady as if he was used to it. Finally, he pulled the fish out of the sea and dropped it in his bucket, feeling satisfied at his accomplishment. With his work done, he started rowing his boat towards land, tying a rope to avoid accidents and lastly going back home with a bucket full of fish. On the way, he met a beautiful tall ginseng with long pink hair that falls down to her hips and two unyielding pink eyes. "Thought you''d stay in the sea just like last time." She snickered. "Hmm.. Not really- the weather wasn''t good enough, Sakura." He replied in an uncaring tone while pulling out a heat-keeping mug out of his backpack to drink tea. "Is that so?" She held both her hands downwards while holding them, emphasizing their currently bountiful size that will grow bigger. He shrugged. Both of them walked side by side until they reached the boy''s home, entering in a practiced manner. "I''m home." The boy said in a slightly loud voice so as to alert the residents. "Welcome back,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. From the looks of it, you''ve brought a great haul today." Greeted the mother as she coincidentally passed by, noticing the full bucket. Every one in a whileB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ would go out to fish in the sea after picking up this hobby from one of the residents. His calm and quiet nature went well with the relaxing fishing trips with a bit of adrenaline when the catch turns out to be a hard and wild one. Putting the contents of a bucket inside a refrigerator, he washed his hands to join Sakura who was waiting for him to get ready to go out.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. For the past 3 months,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ got to know most of the citizens in this small town, all of them happy with the Tea family''s arrival, but a week after his arrival, he met Sakura. She, however, was very wary of him at the very beginning, not lettingB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ have a chance to redeem or even befriend her. Fortunately, that only lasted for a few weeks, up until they had their first ''alone time.'' On the contrary, that ''alone time'' was nothing special other than in a literal meaning: they became alone together for a bit. WhenB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was still learning about handling boats and fishing, the (unyielding) parents forced Sakura to go on a fishing trip withB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ for the first time, and so that happened. She, of course, wanted them to compromise by always watching them from afar, and so came their alone time. On the rocking boat came their first conversation, and from it they found a common ground and ever since then, they grew closer. B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ found out later that Sakura''s initial reason for wariness was due to her low amount of interaction with boys, always being told to watch out for the vile beasts waiting at every corner to taint all holy ginsengs. Alas, such misunderstanding(?) was undone, hence their current relationship. In the meantime,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s cultivation rose steadily until he learned the ''Sun Tea''s Absorption Arts.'' Those arts allowB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s skin to become cultivation solar panels, absorbing sunlight causes his body to grow stronger, and that in of itself isn''t reliant on his cultivation, meaning that it is like using two cultivation techniques at the same time, and he is! For he now is able to cultivate without needing to sit in a particular position, add to that the bonus from just taking in the sunlight! A fascinating thing that caused him to break through level 100 after a mere month of being level 50! Blessed by plot, he was. While in his spare time, he also picked up some xianxias, finding the uncanny similarity between his life and the other protagonists''. As such, he became determined to try and become different, to become the ultimate, clich¨¨less protagonist... Problem is, the idea in of itself is clich¨¨, thus nullifying all his hard work, but he didn''t care and still persists in his quest. Now, he strives to live away from the unknown and annoying young masters; however, what he doesn''t know is that he isn''t the one searching for problems, problems are. "Come on!" Sakura hurriedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ who finally dressed. Sighing, he went towards the active little ginseng, wearing sandals, shorts, and a hawaiian shirt in contrast to Sakura''s jeans and shirt. He smiled slightly as they left the house, feeling blessed for having such a calm life. But he knows... it is merely a calm before a storm. Magic Flute In the middle of the summer heat walked a pair: a young man and a young ginseng, both blessed by plot to the extremes; however, their expressions were vastly apart from each other, as if they were two people walking in different paths. Alas, the frowningB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ and the smiling Sakura were together on the way to party, since a community worked hand in hand to finally let their dreams come true, one of which is to create a fun party. "Did we really not need to take a cab or a bike?" Asked the frowning tea lover. "Why, of course. Don''t you enjoy walking with a beauty such as me?" She grinned while nearing her face towards him. "Who?" Like the dense man he is, he unironically answered, causing Sakura to have her expression turn grim for a moment. She floated her smile again, knowing that thisB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ is a very dense man, so she decided to do her best to convey her feelings across. "..he doesn''t mean it. Yeah, he doesn''t" She assured herself constantly after each one of her attacks were blocked, causing her sword(will) to recoil and do damage. The reasonB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was frowning was largely because he felt as if something was to happen that day. His life was mostly normal in the past months, but it shouldn''t be long till those free times ended. "Am I merely paranoid?" He suffered. "Kids, you two there who look like lovers blessed by the Plot, come help this old man that will force a quest on you." Said an old man stuck in a bush.This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience. Sakura felt bad for the man, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ was still out of this world, ignoring any and everything until something somehow stops him. -And just as the Plot predicted, Sakura pulledB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ toward the man, causing him to snap out of it. "Hmm? What is the prob.. oh." "Hi there. Help me and I''ll give you an exciting quest, yeah? It has plot-related items that will advance the plot when you need them to. Don''t ask where and why, just accept." Said the stuck man. OnceB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ heard the word ''Plot,'' he immediately pulled the man out, and waited in anticipation. The man cleared his throat before saying, "All right, here is your mission. Collect 10 Pebblites, you will find them in the vicinity around me." "Oh, you mean those?" Pointed Sakura at the pile of glowing pebbles right next to the old man, causing him to cough and murmur silently, "Fucking plot can''t even let this collecting mission be excited.. where did this pile come from, anyway?" The pair stood confused till the man snapped out of it. "All right, take this." He pulled out a flute. "Using this flute will allow you to move fatsos from the way, let me show you." The old man played on the flute very badly, but it worked, since Sakura moved out of the way. "It works." Chuckled the old man as he got his revenge. Sakura woke up from her trance, realizing what happened. "I''m not fat!" She growled, butB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ looked very different. "Thank you, esteemed master of the great sages of flutes of moving. I shall use this for the sake of beating plot. Your charity will never be forgotten until a few chapters later." SaidB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ with glowing eyes, causing the old man to blush and reply, "Oh.. D-don''t worry about it." And walked away to disappear into the bush once again. Sakura stood there, her mouth agap. ''Why did the old man blush!?'' She retorted in her mind, before using her cherry blossom-like legs to walk towardB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ and pull him from his neck, since he was staring blankly at the ''Evil'' flute.. Begone, Thor! "What a scene." Murmured a tanned guy to his female friend. "Yeah.." She replied. The two were cuddling on a bench in the middle of the road, staring at the sea with glittering eyes. "Tsk. Why can''t we be like them!?" Muttered a jealous, pink haired woman to her tanned friend, who then replied : "Who become what with you?" He asked innocently, crushing the young maiden''s heart once again. Surely, she must be in agony. Massive amounts of agony enough to be starred as a villain who was tortured in their childhood. Alas, she is resolute and strong, resisting against corruption and moving forward just like a protagonist. "I hate you,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢." She hit his shoulder with all her might, causing him to feel no pain yet get pushed due to physics. Everyone knows that being hit by a mountain-shattering fist and not moving is total fraud and fake. Where energy go? Plot wonders. "Wh-why??" He stared at Sakura in disbelief. "What have I done?" "Nothing. Absolutely nothing, that''s what!" She growles angerily, causing the tea lover to resign to his fate and let her blow off steam. After some time of walking, the duo reached the train station, hopping inside of it and waiting for the train to come. While waiting, a group of kids appeared out of nowhere, two of which look like they''ve seen hell, the others look like the usual happy go lucky children. At that moment,B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s plot-o-meter senses were tingling, making him suddenly go on-guard.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Seeing this, Sakura felt alarmed as well, since he never acts like such unless something important is happening. They waited for 10 minutes straight up until a train finally came, with the name ''Satsugen'' written on the sides.B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ unconsciously chuckled at such a name before entering the train with Sakura, and the kids in tow. After entering the carriage, they looked around for an empty seat, yet they were unable to find any due to the amount of bags covering the seats. One seat in particular had a fat man with blond hair and a long heard putting his hammer next to him, not to mention him relaxing on 3 seats worth of space, henceB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢''s anger. Remembering the Magic Flute, he took it out and aimed at the evil guy before saying, "Begone, Thor!" And using the flute. With a very convenient function, the convenient flute was able to target specific people in range, so he only targetted the fat man before playing it nicely. The flute''s sounds were heavens away from when the old man used it, as if it were an angle singing among men, making everyone - awake and asleep - unconsciously start to listen to it. The fat man took his hammer and stood up, unable to control his body, so he threatened, "Damn you. When I''m back from the bathroom, I''ll murder you, ya'' hear me!? I ain''t dyin'' before killin'' you and findin'' a way ta'' take more than 4 seats'' worth!" How typical of a villain. "How typical of a villain." Murmured Sakura, before sitting withB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ and leaving the rest of the space for the kids. One of the kids, a tall one with frickles, closed his eyes and sniffed, "I smell murder." But it was unheard of by anyone other than his friends and the couple. For some reason, a handsome man, a witch-like ginseng, and a an average-looking man all followed the fat guy to the restroom, making this seem like a template mystery scene. Sakura, seemingly racking her brains for ways to seduceB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, got called out by a cute-looking little ginseng who said, "Hello beautiful onee-san! I''m 20 years old ginseng, a part of the ''Deduction Gang.'' Can you tell us why are you on the train today?" Taken out of her loop, Sakura took a moment to fix her train of thought before starting an engaging chat with the 20 years old ginseng, forgetting about the anxious tea lover. His plot-o-meter rang louder by the second, making him wish it would go silent -- and it did, soon a woman screamed "Murder!" Causing everyone to flinch from the unexpected word. ...As forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, he disappeared, as if he knew it was going to happen.. Detective Tori no, at your service. A man, the Deduction Gang, and Sakura all ran towards the source of the scream, finding a guy lying on the ground with a hammer next to him. As the dead man liedwith a face planted into the floor and a neck with clear strangle marks, a ginsengstood, seemingly horrified, with a rope in one hand and a handkerchief in the other. "Wha-" Sakura muttered in shock before sweeping her eyes forB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢. "Stay back." The man spoke towards the people before taking out a memo and looking at his watch, noting the estimated time of death. "No one touch the corpse or the evidence, otherwise this case will turn complicated." As he said that, however, he noticed the ginsengholding objects clearly used in the murder, causing him to squint his eyes at her glaringly. "I-i didn''t do it! I swear that I saw a person throw those things at my face as I opened the door before blinding me with a very bright flashlight!" She explained, but there was no one to vouch for her. "You, young ginseng, call the police. I will go tell the train driver to stop. Meanwhile, I want none of you to tamper with the scene, you hear me?" He admonished before moving away, while Sakura called the police. "W-wait a minute. Who are you?" The witch-like ginseng asked the man, earning a reply, "Detective Tori no, at your service." With a serious expression on his face. "O-oh.." She blushed, but he didn''t notice since he was already on his way to the driver. After Sakura called the police, she stood there, doing nothing while the Deduction Gang looked around the scene without touching anything. One of them, a boy with glasses, murmured, "I see.. So that''s what happened." But no one heard it. Soon, a tanned boy appeared from behind Sakura, causing her to yelp. "W-w-who?" She was, of course, scared. Not everyone would be calm after seeing someone they met a few minutes ago die close to them and a killer on the loose. "What''s up?" Said the tanned tea boy in a nonchalant voice. "Where were you?! Don''t you know there is a killer on the loo..se." Sakura noticedB¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢ dragging an unconscious man with calluses on his fingers. "How did you even find him?"Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. "He was hidden in a pocket dimension that I somehow got transfered into. I don''t think he is the murder of this case though." Continued B¨°h¨¦ ch¨¢, "He isn''t the killer because he has blood on his body." He flipped the man. Those who listened to what he said were speechless. How could someone who has blood on his body not be the murder!? "Well, I, your father, will now tell you a pretty hard to find clue." He paused dramatically, all of his audience listening intently. "...The body wasn''t even cut, nor slashed. Where is the blood, I wonder?" He finished in a sarcastic tone. They all glanced back at the obese body with questioning eyes, before those eyes opened wide in surprise - well, all but two whoseemed like they already knew that. The ginseng, who held the rope and the handkerchief, tried to sneak away after putting those objects in the toilet while acting as if she slipped and they were thrown away from her hands. "Oh no!" Oh no, the items were just about to fall but detective Tori no was back, catching them with ease. "Detective... I think I already deduced who the killer is." Sakura said in a quiet tone, but the room was silent enough for it to echo. "Who might that be?" He looked mildly surprised, as he noticed new people in the room. "The killer is..." She breathed in. "This random train employee who just entered the room!" She pointed strongly, accusing the man. "Yes?" He answered in confusion, as he didn''t hear what she said before hand. "But where are the proofs?" Detective Tori No inquired. "The murder weapon.. He is wearing it on his neck!" She yelled, causing the gallery to snap their eyes at said weapon. It was very apparent that this man wore a silver necklace, covered with a transparent plastic-like substance. The detective, however, couldn''t deny the evidence in his hands, "But the evidence in my hands show otherwise!" He objected fiercely. "Ah. It is but for that ginseng''s child. He is a very energetic fellow, requiring all kinds of restraining, isn''t that right, old grandma?" Sakura argued. "...Yes. I thought it would cause the detective to suspect me so I tried to hide it, but it was in vain." The ugly ginseng sighed. The crowd was dumbfounded. The detective was dumbfounded. What is happening? Is this kid really winning against this trained person!? "Besides.." She smirked. "The dead man is holding irrefutable evidence. The employee''s clip that holds his shirt together, otherwise you wouldn''t need to cover up in that lousy jacket." "Isn''t that right? Mister killer!" She yelled at the guy whose mouth had already dropped into the ground. ''That ginseng! She is insane!'' The man thought in his mind. He was going to try and refute; however, he was jumped on by the detective. "Do not resist. Until the police arrives, I won''t let you roam freely." "But I didn''t do it!" The man cried. His pleas were ignored, but no one noticed the tea man eating popcorn until silence magnified the crunching sound. "Good job, a bird and a tree work together as always!" He munched.