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

Breaking news.

"You all still vividly remember the shockwaves that swept through Snowfield City last night, right? A massive explosion occurred in the vast southern desert region, caused by an accident at a gas company. This morning, the Snowfield City police released this information..."

In a Chinese restaurant on the street corner, the television was playing the morning news. The explanation given in the news about the massive explosion in Snowfield City last night was utterly ridiculous, but what can you do when a magician's suggestive magic exists in this city?

It can only be said that in Type-Moon, ordinary people are basically helpless against the magicians' antics, and they don't even have the ability to detect anything unusual.

Xia Jie took a fork and slowly put a piece of General Tso's chicken sprinkled with sesame seeds into her mouth, chewing it carefully.

Compared to Italians who are fascinated by pineapple pizza, he considers himself more tolerant of food. Even cola-mixed rice noodle rolls, strawberry dumplings, and century egg milk tea can be considered food in a broad sense as long as someone likes to eat them, even if he doesn't eat them himself.

"Hmm...it tastes good. It looks like sweet and sour pork, and it tastes somewhat like it too."

For Lao Xia, who has devoured the memories of several universes, memories are memories, and experiences are experiences. Only by personally experiencing the vibrant world can memories truly have weight.

Just as Sukuna said when he first possessed Itadori's body, the moonlight is indeed most wonderful when experienced firsthand.

As for why Xia Jie came to the Snowfield City of Type-Moon without finishing the ranking matches after parting ways with Xiao Lu?

After defeating Xiao Lu, Xia Jie knew that he couldn't find the fighting thrill he wanted. After all, no matter how low the weight class was, the status of the Root of Love was still world-class.

Even disregarding its absoluteness as a pseudo-source, the source of love's ability to create something from nothing can cause its magnitude to expand infinitely. The initial 7.32 points have grown to 14.68 points in just a few days, and as the pseudo-source is perfected, the rate of expansion will increase exponentially.

Moreover, beauty is the standard of love, and love is the cause of beauty. What is loved is beautiful. As the source of love, Xia Jie can confidently say that she is also the source of beauty. She could easily play the role of a pure and beautiful star god in the game. When the "Appearance of the Source" is activated, she can rape the aesthetics of the entire universe on the spot. No one who cannot compare with her worldview can resist this conceptual meme.

Analogous to the D&D world, Xia Jie usually has to use "Painting My True Self" to transform into a mortal, otherwise her charm attribute will be 100 or higher.

With such high charisma, even if she were a mortal, as long as she got into the fight and let her emotions show even a little, it would be very difficult for her opponents to muster any fighting spirit against Xia Jie.

So there's no hope of having a good fight. Xia Jie plans to transcend her origins and then play the placement matches as entertainment.

After finishing her Chinese meal, Xia Jie stood up and bought a donut and a Coke from the street.

Take a bite of the donut first, oh my, it's so sweet!

I took another sip of ice-cold cola, oh my god, it was still so sweet!

Now we know why Lu Xun wrote about the two jujube trees at the entrance of his house separately; it's quite amusing.

In fact, Xia Jie arrived in Xueyuan City before sunrise, at which time he had already suppressed his primal nature.

Having been the Alaya consciousness during the illusory world period, out of curiosity about his kind, he secretly glanced at someone the Alaya consciousness "loved" more through the bond of love, and then witnessed a rather unsettling scene:

A local thug in Dongmu City, who is this red-haired bastard? He looks so arrogant. I heard from my underlings that he's a well-known good guy at school. My will to dominate is activated. No way, I have to go up and kick him a couple of times today!

Then, on that day, at that time, at that moment, he saw Jiahao with red hair practicing high jump on the playground.

Na Jiahao kept practicing but couldn't jump over it, but he never gave up and persisted in practicing for a long time, which reminded the thugs of their own youth.

From that time on, the thug thought that Red Hair was actually a pretty good guy.

By the way, the red-haired guy's name is Emiya Shirou, one of the main characters in the Type-Moon universe, the young version of Archer, and the prototype of the character who makes people go out and see the damage.

Back then, that red-haired kid's swing of the stick was quite something! He charmed Rin Tohsaka, Sakura Matou, Shinji Matou, Luvia Celinta Edelfelt... he bewitched them all.

Xia Jie was astonished by what he saw. He felt that Shirou Emiya's high jump could be considered a "Noble Phantasm against humanity." He glanced at Ding Zhen and determined it to be the most captivating scene in the observable universe.

However... he used to think that Shirou Emiya was the epitome of a gentle and kind Japanese protagonist, and his desire to be a champion of justice was even more so. But how should I put it, he really had some perseverance when he did the high jump, and he started to change his opinion of the kid.

After that, we entered Snowfield City and went to a Chinese restaurant to enjoy a meal.

Incidentally, Matou Ryouken, whose original name was Machiri Zorgen, and the Celestial Monarch named Marisbury Animusfia have already been sent off by him with great pleasure while playing the suona.

It's not that Xia Jie is saying this, but in the Type-Moon universe, are there any special meanings associated with people whose names contain the character "Ma" or "Ma"?

First, there's Machiri, who was in charge of the tragic literature about crotches. He went from being a "partner of justice" who developed the Holy Grail system to a traditional magician who plays with insects that look like 78. He's practically the embodiment of the creator's lewdness and perverse tastes. In the world of Type-Moon fanfiction, he's definitely number one on the must-kill list, but he was later pushed down to number two.

Then there's Maris Billy, the Type-Moon Lover King in charge of Lover TV, also known as the Old Director, a pure, heartless fake, the newly crowned number one on the ultimate kill list, and a god who burns the universe for humanity.

Old Ma's lover is different from Lao Xia's lover.

The answer is "I love humanity," but two points cannot be ignored before that: first, "How do you define humanity?" and second, "How do you intend to love people?"

In Type-Moon, lovers are more terrifying than haters, and the things the old director did were far more evil than all the evil in this world contained in the Black Grail.

Then there's Mashu, the purple-haired female colleague in charge of "characters also have their own lives." I won't go into details about her; if I say too much, I might ascend to the Spicy Immortal Realm and become a Spicy Immortal.

In short, Ma Tou is awesome.