The Great Conqueror Chapter 1: I am Bill (Part 1)

First time translator A at your service. This took me way too long to do for so short a part. I also was very very very liberal with my translations.

At this moment I really need a TL checker to check over my (very liberal) translations for quality/correct translation.

Also, please take the poll at the bottom of the page so I can determine how I plan to name these characters in the future. I’ve put them in full English (which is kinda….uh…you’ll see) for this part but I’ll change accordingly to the poll results.

(Any suggestions/corrections are very much welcome)

Part 2 will probably be up in a few days.

Thoughts are Italicised

Enjoy.

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Theory of Scientific Socialism…Law of Nature debate…German…Advanced Engineering Mathematics ……Engineering Mechanics…Application of Computer Technology and Programming ……

etc etc, I forgot to do engineering mathematics….., Old devil Zhang will definitely kill me!!!

With a pitiful scream, Zou Liang woke up, looking around dark room. On one side a big fellow snored loudly enough to shake the sky. He finally realised he would never have to do homework again.

Though he had woken up in the middle of the night, the big fellow beside him was completely unaffected. Zou Liang believed that even if lighting were to strike down, that guy would still be indifferent.

The snores were deafening, making Zou Liang unable to fall asleep. He felt that could he truly, regardless of his previous name, now be called Ya Se Xi Bo Lai [TL: Yà sè·xī bó lái]. Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out and grab a cigarette, but unfortunately, there were none here, and, placing both hands behind his head, he sighed and felt that his short mediocre life had taken a glorious turn.

Zou Liang, male, 182 cm in height, graduated from second-rate university located in a declining city, with a master’s degree in mechanical engineering, who, after graduation, got a job and worked for a bit, but returned to the ivory tower[TL: School], because he found that only in school could he play games peacefully.

Specialty: Competitive electronic games……

It seems that this was the only thing that Zou Liang could bring out. He had practiced Tai Chi for a few days, learned a bit of martial arts, randomly played at doing Taekwondo (which he had learned for the sole purpose of being better at gaming) and read a lot of legendary secret martial arts books, the kind that were 10 bucks a peice [TL: RMB. Think of it being like, a dollar or two]. Being a three-time champion of CG3D combat was student Zou Liang’s only pride, and as for his future…..never thought about it.

The situation was like this, on the first snowfall of 2011, which had come earlier than in the past, about to graduate 27 year old “advanced age” Zou Liang decided to cheer himself up with his favorite fighting game for a farewell match. He told his fans that he must retire, but unfortunately, with an explosion, he, along with the Internet cafe, bid farewell to the world.

At that time, Zou Liang’s brain only had one thought: Let bro finish this final fight, my combo is only halfway finished, ** has not come yet!!!

When he woke up, he had already been transported to this strange world. He became a Bill of the Bear tribe. He rather liked his new body, the height was about the same as his old body, but according to the previous owner’s memories, his body in Bill’s tribe was rather weak and thin. To put it simply, this guy was unpopular.

These two people had some common ground, they were both orphans. Ya Se Xi Bo Lai and Ou Nisi Te Xi Bo Lai [TL: ōu nísī tè·xī bó lái ], sleeping soundly next to him, were brothers. But they were not blood related, they were adopted. Their adoptive old man had died last year, luckily he had left a little bit of money behind. With that bit of money, as well as Ou Nisi Te doing some labor work, they were barely able to maintain their lives at War College.

Ou Nisi Te’s personality was simple and honest, using Zou Liang’s previous world’s words, he was all brawn no brain. Honestly speaking, he was a fool.

This world was called Amond, the beast god continent. He was currently located in the Mengjia empire. It was a world ruled by beasts, these beasts were not pets, they did not fill the streets like furry animals, in general, they were pretty much like humans. The only difference was that on the top of every beast’s head was the print of an animal. It is said that was a gift from the old Beast God. Each race was different. In short, that was the special role of the tattoo.

Zou Liang, who had received formal education from childhood, grudgingly tolerated the tattoos, for when in Rome, do as the Romans do. But just thinking about the role of the Beast Essence  prints gave him a headache, because the previous owner was so hung up.

This world had several materialistic doctrines that Zou Liang could not adapt. Through the Beast Spirit Mark, one could enter a space called “Beast Spirit Realm”. It was not a place where people gather to dine, but one of pure battle. In Zou Liang’s view, this place was an isolated space, up there, there existed a battle alter. Up there, warriors carried out battles, with the winner taking the Beast Essence  of the loser, thus becoming more powerful. A beast could chose whether or not to enter, after all, there were many ways to make a Beast Essence  stronger. But Ya Se this guy…….

How to say this…

Perhaps because of his frail body, he was abandoned as a child, and has always been working strenuously to prove himself. The old bear who adopted him had only one wish on his deathbed. He wished that Arthur could become a robust warrior of the Bill clan. That’s why Ya Se spent practically all his time on training. In his eyes, winning a victory in the Beast Spirit Realm was symbolic of warriors. That’s why…in five years he lost 81 bouts. In other words, all of his Beast Essence was taken away. When Zou Liang possessed him, Ya Se had just experienced another defeat. With this last defeat he returned to a normal person.

Maybe because the impression was too deep, but when Zou Liang recalled the memory even he felt terrible. Although he admired the other’s tenacity, this was too….retarded!

The Meng Jia empire was not barbaric at all, on the contrary it was quite developed, it seemed to be approximate to the European era [TL: I think this should be right around when Europe was conquering the New World]. The importance of War College was not at all inferior to Zou Liang’s society. In addition to professional combat skills, War College also offered all classes on all other aspects of the vocation.

However, in this world where the strong ruled, Zou Liang did not dare to have any ambition, just wanting to peacefully and securely live through this not true, not false, difficult to determine life, surviving one day at a time, or go back to his old world, either was fine.

Little by little, Zou Liang went to sleep, withstanding that thunder like snoring. He dreamed of Ya Se in the Beast Spirit World, getting beat up again and again, but not beaten down in spirit. That kind of perseverance, to the current Zou Liang, was really a problem. Now that you’ve gone, go with a peace of mind. It’s not that big bro [TL: Referring to himself] doesn’t want to help you achieve your dreams, it’s just that the conditions are worse, it really is like clay Buddha crossing a river [TL: implies that it’s super hard]

Dawn arrived, and Ou Nisi Te was already practicing his martial arts. Before, it was always Arthur who woke him up, but older brother had been sleeping better recently. Not only that, but brother was also practicing a new method. Ernest admired his older brother very much, because his big brother had a smart brain and would one day become a heroic warrior.

Ou Nisi Te was probably the only person who still had such a naive idea.

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