Dimensional Storekeeper - Chapter 28: Welcome to the Blacklist, Young Master!

“Every second, every moment, every breath of mine, Charles. I will never forget what they had done to me. My revenge… was never completed last time… and this time. They will pay a hundredfold more than they can afford. Only then, I will be free of this misery of mine.” -Mikael Aroa to Charles Richard…Mikael Aroa, lost everything in the end.Lover, family, friends, trust, hope and perhaps his will to live as well.They took everything from him in this life, whether it was his [Time-Seer] class within the game, or the entire corporation he built from scratch in the real world.They took everything.Mikael Aroa, killed everyone who destroyed his life.Enemies, competition, assassins, people who wanted to abuse his weaknesses and perhaps even his desire to live in this world.Nothing was left to be done.The revenge wasn’t beautiful.It didn’t fill the void of regret he had. It didn’t soothe his anger, his anguish and his misery.But nothing more was left that could be done…So, he decided to end it all.But…“Save them for me,” fate twisted, bent and rewound itself.-Bang!A bullet to the head, from a strange emerald gun, from an honest inspector, Charles Richard, who still abided by the law in this borderline lawless world.And the next thing that Mikael saw…His mother, who died a decade ago, cooking his favourite meal once again.And his body, 10 years younger, was ready to turn the entire world upside down with the knowledge and skills he had honed to the peak.******It's The year 2078 that the world finally succeeded with its first biggest and most successful MMORPG ever.Arcadia Online.A world much vast than our own, holding thousands of secrets of its own waiting to be explored. Where even Gods intervene when they need to, and people have the chance to dethrone the very Gods themselves.Here Races exist and so do their Kingdoms. Be it Elves, or be it Undeads, you will find every race possible here somewhere hiding in the corner of the world. Be it Dragons or be it Unicorns, you will get what you want as long as you have what it takes to get it.And just like any other Fantasy, Monsters roam freely here without any limitations. And monsters… could come in any form. So be careful what you wish for.Choose what you want to beAn adventurer who lives his/her/them/they/it’s life trying to figure out the mystery of the world, meeting new people or just strolling past the beautiful sceneries and making memories.A Blacksmith who creates weapons that even the Gods would kill to get.A Merchant so big that he can buy anentire kingdom if he wishes to.Climb the Highest mountain or reach the deepest trench. Become a Dragonslayer or saviour of the Elven Kingdom. The choices are yours.Or maybe you could stumble upon the [Main Quest] and be called upon an adventure that will shake the entire core of Arcadia? Though the rewards will be high, will you take the risk that might wipe out an entire nation? May the Gods of Arcadia Bless you… unless of course your journey is to kill them…Though… no matter where you go… no matter what you become… you must always remember that…Arcadia has its own rules and regulations.***

Yun Rong, the mountain demon, had slept for 2,000 years. She could only be awakened by the offering and prayers from the common people. However, one day she was rudely awakened by a weird machine called excavator.

Yun Rong was really angry. Which wicked person dares to move my mountain! She decided to show herself to the person in charge to resolve the situation.

Yun Rong: “Who permitted you to move my mountain?”

Development Manager: “Our company’s General Manager.”

Yun Rong: “Outrageous! Take me to see him!”

The Development Manager disdainfully said: “Do you think just because you want to see our General Manager you could meet him?”

Yun Rong modestly asked: “Then how could I meet him?”

Development Manager: “Minimum you have to be worth 100 million!”

From then on, Yun Rong went down the mountain to raise her worth to at least 100 million only to discover that the world had changed a lot after 2,000 years. Apart from blessing the common people with good weather for crops and abundant harvest, she couldn’t do anything else. She realized then it would be quite difficult to raise her worth to 100 million.

Lu He Nian said pamperingly: “Not difficult at all. What’s mine is yours.”

Yun Rong said innocently: “Wishing your family luck and prosperity!”

( mountain demon is also known as mountain god )

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When Zhou Shu woke up, he learned that he had become a Forging Apprentice at a workshop in the Forging Division of the Great Xia empire.

Yan Hongyin saved a man.Although he was kind-hearted, he was frail and often coughed up blood.But Yan Hongyin didn’t mind.She lacked nothing – status, martial arts, or wealth.All she required of her husband was that he be good-looking, harmless, and not one of those martial artists that cause trouble on weekdays.He didn’t need to study hard for the imperial examinations or become a high-ranking official; she’d seen enough of those stuffy civil officials in the court.Ah Yu was perfect just as he was.****Sect Leader Yu was saved by a gentle and delicate pharmacist.His rescuer was a fascinating woman: beautiful, skilled in medicine, but without martial arts prowess. The renowned heroes admired by ordinary people were, in her eyes, nothing but troublemaking hypocrites and villains.Initially, he stayed only to recover from his injuries, but later he discovered that his wife seemed to have many unusual and numerous little secrets. For example, the hidden passages in their room, the poisonous carp in the pond, and the countless hidden weapons on her person…****Later.Two groups of men in black arrived outside the thatched hut in the suburbs of the capital.Commander Yan, observing the group trying to capture the Loucha Sect leader’s weakness, pondered for a moment, then put away her hidden blade.-Maintain a gentle and virtuous demeanor.Sect Leader Yu, watching the group attempting to seize the Jinyiwei commander’s weakness, fell silent for a moment, clutching his chest and coughing.-Appear frail and refined.