《Psycho X Psychic 》Chapter 134: The Public
Advertisement
Where do gangs come from?
Do those thugs just come out of nowhere? Born from the wild? Was there a factory of these people?
Within a working society, where do these people come from?
On the surface, everyday life always feels the same, and nothing eventful is happening. However, that's because each person's sight is limited.
At this very moment, countless dramas, heartbreak, and depression occur all over the whole world. Adults have responsibilities and obligations, rarely, they show their sad emotions to another as it seemed unnecessary and just time-consuming. On the other hand, the youngsters prioritize their emotions over everything.
In a city that has a gang ruling it from the shadow, they have their origin. And until to this day, the places they've come from still continues to produce them.
Mershen High is a private school. It places values rather high to get a good image to the parents. After all, parents pay for it.
Of course, this is not the only school in the whole Heren City. That is obvious. Depending on the size of a city, their high school facilities can reach up to three digits. Though Heren City is considered a small city so their high school facilities are fewer. But still, there are still several of tens of them.
Almost all of the gangsters have the same youth, they were delinquents. In Mershen High, delinquents are so few because of the school's strict nature, that one rarely finds a group of them.
That is not the same as other schools. In one particular high school though, which Uncle Jo and Dennis were alumni at, the delinquency rate is so high that it's practically not a school anymore.
Because of its free education, parents put their children in such a school. For a parent to put their children in that kind of school, one could see that these parents are nowhere near being good.
Advertisement
Bringing with them a rough childhood and mostly, shitty parents, emotional teenagers are put into this kind of school. The outcome is pretty much expected. If they didn't get that lucky encounter that will change their life, they will continue spiralling down, making their life and their personality shitty, following their parents' footsteps.
And what would these shitty parents do if they saw their children turn 'rebellious'? They kick them out of their house without considering that it was their fault in the first place!
So where do these delinquents go now?
Without any choice, they go back to their groups where they were accepted and comfortable. As these children grow up, they are getting used to their life and their way of life isn't exactly good for the community. They are what we call gangsters or just plain thugs.
Of course, life is much more complicated than that. There are a lot of factors here and there but in general, this is the flow of each students life.
But before the part where they 'grow up', these delinquents still stayed at their school. Getting money from others and proving themselves to the group by beating others. A system that is specialized in sharpening the youth's rebellion.
At this point, these kinds of schools have practically given up. Of course, there are a lot of shitty people out there. In the government, politicians mostly shit with their mouths. For the sake of 'a city that gives free education' schools like these were put up out of people's taxes.
Since the school staff get paid whatever they do anyway, why do they care about their students?
Thus, a deadlock happened and this is not rare all over the world. Such schools exist and here, the hierarchy is not as mild as the Mershen high, being on the hierarchy is power itself!
Advertisement
Somewhere in the Heren City, an old high school facility was still being used for 'free education' Its name, as the first high school in Heren City before it was even a City, is as simple as Heren Public High.
However, of course, such a school no longer have the image to represent the city, therefore, it was mostly called 'The Public High'
There are numerous public high schools there but if one only says 'the Public High' they are definitely talking about the Heren Public High.
In Public High, the supposed chaotic school actually have students that are lining up in front of the stage. Proper and silent, even the teachers cannot make these little beasts calm down in the hall. They even have their hands on their backs.
No school staff were present there. The headmaster is not also there. And even if those people are there, the students will not care about them.
Again, power is everything in this school that fistfights determine one's position in the hierarchy.
As you guess, they stayed silent and orderly because of another fellow student. That particular student, with an assistant beside, walked up and spoke without the mic or the podium.
This student's appearance in itself pressured the whole hall.
"I called you all here to say that the Handwing Gang, those old geezers are gone."
The school body began murmuring, shocked to hear that their 'seniors' are gone...? What kind of news is that? Is that even reliable? However, since it came from that particular leading student on the stage, they didn't doubt it.
That leading student smiled.
"Of course, it's not me who dealt with them. As you know, even I can't deal with bullets. However, even those pathetic gun-holding losers are gone, so what's the deal? Who dealt with them? The neighbouring Spectre Gang? No, even that gang is now dissolved."
Each whisper was quiet but due to their numbers, it created a cacophony in the hall.
"So!"
With one word from the stage, the buzzing disappeared.
"What group deal with them? Hehe, I have~ no fucking idea! But since those old fools are gone, no one will finally nag us about how this is their territory and how we cannot go and beat other schools."
The leading student on the stage ranted, making even the assistant sweat.
"Like, seriously, just over one summer, the Handwing Gang changed so much! Now we no longer have the power to raid other schools, now I'm stuck here with you, tsk!"
The student kicked the air in frustration. But soon, sighed.
"But yeah, they're gone, hehe... I'm getting tired of beating the so-called Four Heavenly Kings here. Haha, even now saying their lame-ass title cracks me up!"
Advertisement
- In Serial6 Chapters
What if...?
What if there was a zombie apocalypse? What if the day would repeat itself? What if you where stranded on a island? What if...? A story following 3 teenagers who will have to find a solution for every "What if...?" situation. And if they don't, they die.
8 167 - In Serial21 Chapters
The Last Journey
A slice of life litrpg story... or is it? It's burning slow, though. Moving on: War comes with a great cost. Lives and time wasted for most part. One could either be run with sword, be poisoned, be bowed, and sometimes meet their end with just a tiny speck of wood. With magic, it becomes even more colorful. From lightning, to worse poison, to hovering rocks, to weird bladed leaves, to whipping roots, and to a lot more odd things easily reasoned with magic. A wonderful creation. But once used to something more than wonder, more than tricks to gather laughs, it becomes worse. War becomes worse. For there is not only blood to be spilled. A particular town almost met the same end. Soldiers geared with swrords and bows came with mounts. Horses burning lush grasses as it cracked boulders and the soil alike with every step. The kind that only war ones could ever do. Even strange wheeled creations that oozed danger were towed, loaded with something meant to destroy. But not once had they acted upon what such devices should've done, nor what an an army is supposed to do. Siege never occurred, as much as a command to war. No. Magic existed so a simple little fire is all the worth the town has. No sword drawn, no arrows nocked, nothing. Just some mana spent and through the ash they march. That was how Nudius saw her end. It came not even as a surprise. She didn't have the moment to fully register what occurred before she found herself in an empty dark space. Life lost, time spent. All from a fire that had not even touched her. But she knew very well that it was magic. Something she wished to have and strived for to have. Yet it seemed that none of it would matter now. Nudius was well aware of what the color around meant, of the odd situation, of the unfeeling state of her being. It was death and that was it. She didn't have to worry or dream further. Although there wasn't what she truly wanted in what death to her is, but at least, Nudius was comforted to what she believed death is. Rest. But little did she know there's something more than that empty space. It wasn't only the promise of rest, but was also more than she could ever hope for. Another chance at life. Another chance to dream. ***Tags are there just in case. You never know! Umm... HI-MI-TSU. Story blurb+: This is slow burn, quite slice of life story about a girl learning magic. All the while as she fatten herself up. So yeah, progression fantasy. But there's Litrpg! Numbers! Magic! Spells! And of course! There's something more. But read on ahead, please. Oh yes. Plot! There is, too. Disclaimer: The cover isn't made by me. Just layered it with a text. I got it from a free website, if I correctly recall. I'll see to it. (Haven't worked on it.)
8 164 - In Serial17 Chapters
Magic is Power
Whatever happened, but the world changed, and it changed dramatically. Gray, a common man struggled every day living paycheck to paycheck. However, as he was driving back home something really strange happened, and soon after everything changed. It seemed like a world of fantasy came to life. Schedule: I'll post at least once a week, however, might post more sometimes. Any criticism is appreciated!
8 111 - In Serial19 Chapters
So What If I'm Trash? Who Needs Cultivation?!
Qing Shan Long. They say he isn't human. An escaped experiment from some government facility, a reincarnation of a saint, a freakish superhuman. Whatever he was one thing was clear. Be it Music, Martial Arts, Science, whatever he does he excels. He was a whimsical man. A great man. A man who craving for knowledge and excitement knows no bounds, whose collection of books and personal library would even make Alexander the Great green with envy. He donated to all manners of charities and funded many projects for helping the poor and disabled. A self made man who single handedly founded one of the largest corporations in the world, Wen Qu Technologies, whose influences reach from vast fields of expertise. From objects of war such as the newest aircrafts, droids, and body armor; to life saving medicine and vaccines; to even the mundane such as video games and the fast food industry. A legendary example of determination and hard work. He was in his car being driven to a business meeting to disclose a deal that would help ensure the country could have access to clean energy and help reduce the pollution that has been plaguing his homeland for the past millenia when he was assassinated and woke up in a strange new world. How will Qing Shan deal with his new environment where the strong suppresses the weak? From the top of the world he suddenly finds himself free falling to rock bottom. Unable to cultivate, a weak body, and all but disowned by his family. (For those who read comics and watch cartoons, imagine him as being Tony Stark, Richard Reeds, Jimmy Neutron, etc level of 'Genius'. ) My own spin on some familar tropes. Another reincarnation into another world story. The MC will take over the body of someone with a trash body that can't cultivate and will be hated and neglected by his family. Pretty typical so far right? Except there won't be some amazing miracle to heal our MC, there isn't some magical grandpa to teach him some OP thing which only his trash body can use, there isn't a hidden op bloodline, and he is not from a super amazing assassin clan or genius doctor. He isn't the chosen one, he's just a guy trying his best to make something with a crap situation. First attempt at a wuxia type story! I like playing with common tropes, maybe adding a twist, to playing it straight as a classic. I have absolutely no idea where this is going to take me but please do give your input and I'll do my best so that everyone has a say in where our journey will go. I'll admit the only knowledge I have of chinese history and ancient society is from reading light novels translated to english and some old dramas, so if I make some social passe just take it as because this is another world, not exactly an AU where magic and stuff actually exist. I'm also not actually Chinese and will basically using google to help me with names and other such, if I make a mistake please let me know! (Even if you don't like the story or couldn't bare to get past chapter 1 please leave a comment so I can find out where to improve, thank you!)
8 100 - In Serial14 Chapters
•Ecological Life/World•
Ecological life is the way of life that we carry on without contaminating our environment.It is a way of life which is mostly avoided from chemical products where organic products are preferred.
8 130 - In Serial6 Chapters
Moon - The Guardian Raptor {Jurassic World; Fallen Kingdom Fanfic}
3 years later; Moon was still living with Zach, Gray, Karen and Scott. Zach was finally moving out whilst Moon decided to stay for Gray's sake. Spending time with Owen and helping him work on his wooden cabin. When Claire shows up and asks the pair to return to the island to capture Blue, both males refuse but decide that night to go anyway to make sure the female raptor is not majorly harmed in any way. Suddenly, Moon, Owen and Claire are thrown into yet another dangerous event. But who will come out on top this time?{Jurassic World; Fallen Kingdom does not belong to me. Only Moon does}
8 190

