Author's Note:
Hi, it's ClemCa, the author. This novel already had 8 completed volumes and 1 incomplete volume by the time I went on hiatus in late 2018. Now that I got back to it and switched platforms, I'm going through the chapters correcting some mistakes, and rewriting quite a few sentences. The content itself however is not prone to change.
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Keywords: potato/chicken/alchemy/capitalism/light saber
It's been around 4 centuries since Gimmindiot struck it rich…
You'll ask how?
That's quite simple.
At that time, Gimmin Diot, the founder of the company, was a noble.
Not a rich one, but not a poor one too.
He was just… ordinary.
His daughter was a mage, studying alchemy, while he had his eldest son being a genius in magic, studying in a school in a faraway country, and his youngest son being a little vigorous guy, who'll surely become a great fighter.
His wife was beautiful and gentle.
The peasants in his territory were cultivating potatoes.
Everything seemed to go well.
And it WAS going well.
Until something happened.
It wasn't a long tragedy.
It wasn't a short too.
It was just… ordinary.
His daughter was beautiful, so the neighboring count wanted her for his personal amusement and lust.
You can guess what's next.
The men of the count came and kidnapped the poor girl.
Gimmin Diot was depressed.
With no way of knowing who kidnapped his daughter, he went to her room to cry.
Then he saw the impossible.
His daughter had a REAL and INCREDIBLE talent in alchemy.
On the table, things were transforming, there was a formula, and a plate.
She wasn't turning lead to gold, the territory didn't have any.
But she was turning potatoes into chicken… Already prepared and featherless chickens…
His son returned after creating the laser technology.
This technology allowed Gimmin Diot to grill chickens.
And this is how Gimmin Diot became the founder of Gimmindiot, the biggest company in the world, with their main domain being…
-Chicken!
Rald finished his presentation, and asked:
-Any question?
-No Raldy!
-Why tell us what we already know?
-Yeah, it's true, Raldy, you already told it a dozen times already!
Rald cast an exasperated look at his students.
-You're students, you should be respectful to your teacher, as well as your elders. And I am both!
Life as a teacher truly is hard.
-That doesn't answer my question!
A student answered.
-First, sit correctly, then, I'll answer your question.
-Okay, okay, no prob' teach'!
Said the student without moving from a centimeter.
-Raldy!
Another student added, provoking the laughter of the class.
-Be respectful…
Rald sighed… But answered anyway.
-We're studying alchemy, but history is also important.
-'been the third time this week!
-We have quotas… We need to study it three times a year anyway, and it's the last day. I decided to do it today, and we'll do it. Don't forget that this school is…
-Sponsored by Gimmindiot we know… We know…
-Great then.
The bell rang, and the students rushed outside…
-Don't forget to… work at… home…
He sighed once again and lowered his head.
-Rald Roswald… The professor with the least authority on his students of all history since Merlin and Vivien, and the best alchemist since the daughter of Gimmin Diot…
Startled out of his thoughts, Rald was surprised to see a man accompanied by three bodyguards enter the classroom.
This man soon added one thing to what he said:
-We need you to solve an important problem… Our competitors are catching up to us, prepared chickens aren't enough anymore and our furnace budget is skyrocketing! We need to find an alchemy formula to transform potatoes directly into a cooked chicken!
How keywords were used:
potato and chicken became the main theme behind alchemy.
capitalism is pretty easy to find.
For lightsaber, I couldn't make it into a star wars fanfic, so I thought about browning the chicken with a lightsaber, and this is how the cooked chicken came to my mind.
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Keywords: system/kick/emperor/psycho/second chance -We need you to solve an important problem… Our competitors are catching up to us, prepared chickens aren't enough anymore and our furnace budget is skyrocketing! We need to find an alchemy formula to transform potatoes directly into a cooked chicken! […] He's Merlin.He's the daughter of Gimmin Diot. […] Then a light flashed in his eyes as he opened his head. He took his brain as well as his donger, placed it in a bottle, before closing it. His finger then pointed to the bottles as he seemed to be searching for a particular one. He found a bottle with a post-it. On it was written "Interesting Assassin". <
Keywords: shop/artifact/deer/sword/flying Not only did that man manage to hide his presence from her, but he also visibly wanted to do a show of force to her, as he filled not one, but a few hundred glasses, without letting a single drop of blood fall to the floor. [...] She somehow had a strong, imperious feeling that she not only NEEDED to kill him but also had to keep his intact brain and sexual parts… After some time pondering she didn't find the source of it, but she felt that it came from her entire being. […] She then became Rald again. Without losing a second, he washed himself of all the blood wi
Keywords: brush/ship/miscalculation/limb/dolphin/soap/pope/roaming/foaming/pants Not only did that man manage to hide his presence from her, but he also visibly wanted to do a show of force to her, as he filled not one, but a few hundred glasses, without letting a single drop of blood fall to the floor. [...] She somehow had a strong, imperious feeling that she not only NEEDED to kill him but also had to keep his intact brain and sexual parts… After some time pondering she didn't find the source of it, but she felt that it came from her entire being. […] She then became Rald again. Without losing a second
Keywords: burned cake/junk/eyeballs/advertisement/runes/shameless daoAlchemy was still Rald's passion, or else, why would he have spent three reincarnations worth of life doing the same thing?[…]-Success!Rald heard a delighted shout.But he didn’t even bother to take a look.From the smell alone, he already knew what the other alchemist did. Rald already knew what he was experimenting on days ago, and it probably didn’t change since.[…]-I need more resources.[…]
Keywords: mental capacity/poisonous tree/mistaken formula/law/cruel helps innocentTime to go to do some shopping!Rald entered the toilets.He then took a bottle from a bag he always carried with him.He put a little piece of brain on the side of his actual brain.Rald now had a new ability. He could fly![…]Rald was seeing his life passing before his eyes…No.Not his life, his lives.His life and the lives of all of the brains he collected…<
-Rald, are you ready? Anonyma felt anxious. This time, his emotions weren't faked. He really was anxious. With the return of Shem, emotions came returning too, akin to tidal waves… Powerful, huge, strong! But this was not the only reason. The only thing he was sure about was that he wasn't worried about Rald, but about his plan itself. He couldn't stop himself from reviewing everything in his head from the start to the end. Would his plan work? Anyway, Rald already learned his arts. He should be strong enough to not screw his plan over. -Yes, teacher. A teacher-student relationship was important. Even if Anonyma didn't really consider him as his student, he still needed to keep the act up in front of Rald. It creates tru
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