Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

Right now, by the Dragonfly Pond.

A gentle breeze stirred around Xia Jie, wisps of wind ruffling his hair, swirling and circling around him, coalescing into a vortex that grew stronger and stronger.

Beneath the earth, the once bright Luoyan City gradually dimmed, as that enormous and twisted will was being absorbed by an even larger and more perfect will of the same origin.

Inside the scene, the moment the swirling heart touched the giant conch shell, the vortex ruins filled with blazing white light, like a canvas that had lost its support, curled up towards the center along with time and space itself, flowing towards the heart twisted into a drill shape in Xia Jie's palm.

The dazzling electric light outlined the threads of the Heart Drill, adding a touch of domineering power to the already blazing drill bit.

"My heart is my love, my love is my drill, and my drill is my spin."

Xia Jie gripped the drill bit tightly, placed it back into her chest cavity, and left the inner landscape of the long dream.

As it turns out, neither he nor the Vortex Curse were qu, but nb.

"Disperse."

In reality, Xia Jie opened her eyes, casually drank away the nascent storm formed by her overflowing will, and then opened her arms to the sky.

A powerful will coalesced into a drill bit, piercing through space and time, traversing light-years, and flying towards the depths of the universe.

"Come and face me, the true form of the vortex disguised as a galaxy."

Solving the problem of Luoyan City is not the end of the matter. Xia Jie has not forgotten that the Vortex Galaxy is the source of the Vortex Curse's power.

The next second, the starry sky swallowed the heavens, starlight overshadowed the sunlight, and an abnormally large spiral galaxy appeared above Black Vortex Town. The twisted arms of light seemed to break through the distance of time and space, reaching towards Black Vortex Town like tentacles.

"See? I told you so."

Lao Run gulped down a mouthful of pepper and used the command method to livestream Dragonfly Pond Natsuki's operation to Xiu Yi and the other two.

"Look at the sky. I knew Xia Jie couldn't stand not causing trouble every day."

"Our trip is going to be canceled."

"Uh, this..."

Shuichi stopped tearing at the sandwich, clearly not listening carefully to what Rōjun had said.

But you can't blame him. Who would have thought that this ordinary sandwich could make him feel like he was in love?

This wonderful flavor, remarkably, wasn't completely erased by differences in worldviews; it was simply downgraded from "Wow, ice!" to "Wow, delicious!"

Furthermore, after learning that Xia Jie was a benevolent god, he and Qingmei were able to relax and enjoy the food, and they paid less attention to the strange situation than to the kind uncle in front of them who claimed to be the "candidate for the god of the journey".

Beside Shuichi, Kirie unfolded the sandwich wrapper and read the production process marked in Japanese.

"Special Chef - The Gourmet's Prisoner - Komatsu?"

"The method: ordinary sandwich ingredients without any gourmet potential, seasoned with lots of love, and finally topped with Doraemon's controllable multiplication liquid?"

"Wait, Doraemon?"

After spending a dozen seconds reading the dish's inexplicable name, Kirie felt a huge question arise in her mind.

"Mr. Itō, we'll talk about Natsuki's story later. In your universe, does Doraemon really exist?"

"Of course..."

"What, Doraemon?"

Before Lao Run could finish speaking, Xiu Yi, forgetting to take big bites of his sandwich, quickly leaned over.

"Where? Where?"

"Idiot, don't interrupt!"

Kirie handed the wrapping paper to Shuichi and pointed out the key point with her finger.

Look here!

Wow, really?

Because of his identity as a creator, Lao Run, who had a slightly fatherly mentality, didn't say anything to disturb the young couple who were huddled together.

He lay sprawled on the plastic blanket, tilting his head back to bask in the dazzling swirling starlight, listening to the screams echoing throughout the town, a profound sense of satisfaction rising within him that was hard to describe.

Although he didn't know why, he definitely enjoyed it.

Above the Dragonfly Pond, Xia Jie, standing in mid-air by relying on the spiral force, grasped the tentacles of the vortex galaxy that came from the universe, wrapped the tentacles around the heart drill that appeared in her palm, and then the tug-of-war of spinning began.

"Oh ho, just instinct?"

The spiral galaxy can be described as an ancient god, or as a living will and law. It has no self, only the instinct to permeate all things.

Lacking any instincts, the only resistance it could muster in the face of Xia Jie's call and attempt to devour it was—

The level of responses like "What are you doing? Ouch!" and "Don't pull me!" is quite pathetic.

Therefore, it naturally lost.

Excuse me.

In the spacetime severely distorted by the vortex, the once magnificent galaxy shrank like a shrinking wool sweater until it was completely swallowed by the Heart Drill.

"Done."

Following the instructions to the live stream connection, Xia Jie stole a sandwich from a certain writer and began to devour it.

To be honest, these kinds of anomalies, which have little self-awareness and act purely according to the underlying code, are much easier to deal with than enemies with clear will and intelligence.

Of course, if the scale can reach an absolute crushing level, then the troublesome nature of such things is another matter, just like an ordinary person who has stumbled into a strange tale of rules.

"Next stop, Tomie."

Xia Jie was actually capable of defeating Hell Star, but Tomie's story was simply too classic, and having hardly ever explored the metaverse, he still wanted to see it for himself.

It's not that he dislikes the incredible local customs and culture of the metaverse; it's just that the online platform took it upon itself to animate his battle with Tianyuan in a spell-based art style and uploaded it to its own online platform.

Now, the "Battle of Ryousei-gu" is paired with the "sound of rain" just like the "Battle of Shinjuku" in the original work, and it is played everywhere like the boundless void of the Bull Demon King.

The entire metaverse is a giant "Don't Laugh" challenge, and Xia Jie plans to explore it after the hype dies down.

Having passed through the wormhole created by the command, Xia Jie, relying on her idealistic intuition to lock onto the correct coordinates, appeared in the right location.

"I want this, this, and this!"

In the jewelry store, Tomie, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye and strikingly beautiful, stood beside her boyfriend, whose rationality had been completely lost, and pointed unceremoniously to the three most expensive pieces of jewelry.

No ornament in the world could match her, but these expensive and gorgeous silver ornaments, after becoming her insignificant accessories, could tell the world that she was a perfect person who was favored by God.

In short, if she didn't wear this silver jewelry, how would the world know that she was of noble status and enjoyed luxury?

"Oi, Tomie, right?"

Suddenly, a casual male voice reached Tomie's ears from outside the shop, carrying a clear hint of mockery rather than the infatuation that men usually show when calling her.

Upon hearing the sound, Tomie frowned and looked outside the store, preparing to retaliate against the "oi man" with harsh words.

And then, a glance that lasts a lifetime.

"You!...Eh?"

Holy crap! What a strange charm, what a familiar feeling... This feeling of love at first sight is undeniable! He's practically a male version of myself!

For Tomie, two tigers cannot share one mountain, even if one is male and the other female.

"But I'll cut off this perfect face and keep it safe; I'll use that as my standard when looking for a boyfriend in the future."