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

In conclusion, the three main villains in this Holy Grail War, "Hyōbi-hime, Fa-sama, and Jesta," are respectively "theoretical Sun Xiaochuan, talented Sun Xiaochuan, and action-oriented Sun Xiaochuan."

Type-Moon is truly a place where extraordinary people emerge.

"By the way, is the Challenge World that Challenge Space sent me to a closed, singular worldview, or an open, multi-faceted one?"

Xia Jie's thoughts took a big leap, jumping from a rough, sweeping review of the local people of Type-Moon to the composition of the world.

If it's the former, he's probably not able to transcend his current worldview, but if it's the latter, he might be able to visit other neighboring worlds.

Before Xia Jie traveled into the Challenge Space, Type-Moon seemed to have had a collaboration with the Collapsed Star Railway. It seems that Rin Tohsaka from a certain world line accidentally traveled to the Collapsed Railway world using the Second Law "Parallel World Interference", which triggered a unique Holy Grail War.

I wonder if Gilgamesh will suffer another setback and disappointment.

"But if I could actually go to the neighboring Iron Age world, the problem would become even more complicated."

Xia Jie muttered to herself.

As far as he knew, before his time travel, Type-Moon had collaborated with games like Honkai Impact 3rd and Azur Lane, in addition to other works.

Within the evolved metaverse, Type-Moon has collaborated with even more works. How should this be counted?

Furthermore, since we're talking about Type-Moon collaborations, we also need to consider the "Servant Universe," which Type-Moon fanfiction generally doesn't touch upon, as well as other worlds he's previously completed...

Xia Jie closed her eyes, opened the Root Vision to its maximum, and looked through the overlapping world lines at the chaotic void outside the Root Vortex.

Given his current fundamental status, he doesn't yet have the ability to see through the primordial chaos. If he wants to explore the realm beyond the realm, he will have to go there himself.

Never mind, we'll see when the time comes.

In short, let's leave it for now!

However, one thing is certain: the Servant Universe exists. Moreover, Xia Jie opened her eyes, glanced slightly to the side, and met the gazes cast in the opposite direction.

"The Awakened One, God, Cosmic Rinnegan, the Two Rites of Root, and..."

"The worst gem lord."

In a dimensional space above the world, the white-haired old man known as the Gem Elder was suddenly blinded by a white light.

The book he used to observe world lines was emitting a blinding white light.

Along with that, a rather rhythmic piece of music played.

噔↗噔→噔↘噔→噔↗噔→

"What is this?"

The Gemstone Elder, "Kishia Zelrich Schbein Augu," was somewhat incredulous. Was the kid he had just stared at really this strong?

He had initially only guessed that the person opposite him was a newly promoted mage, but now it seems that Yuan Yuan is more than that.

The old man holding the book on the "white screen" looked at the two Chinese characters that appeared on the "screen." He then read them aloud with a puzzled expression:

"Genshin?"

Before clearing Genshin Impact, a game where skipping is not an option, this sprightly white-haired old man lost his ability to observe the world line.

As Xia Jie's strength grows, she gets much closer to the point where she can download Genshin Impact into other people's systems.

On the hotel sofa, Xia Jie clapped her hands, and the power of her love spell surged within her. In an instant, two mobile phones that could access the internet landed on the sofa cushions.

Xia Jie took one copy and gave the other to Doubao.

"Doubao, Doubao, let's wander around during the day, and then we'll start fighting tonight."

Xia Jie and Dou Bao spent the rest of the day shopping.

Xia Jie didn't have high expectations for battles when she came to Type-Moon; all that was left was to have fun and travel.

So he took Doubao to the hamburger shop with the neon sign on the street corner.

McDonald's in the morning was good, but the burgers didn't quite suit Xia Jie's taste.

It's not that he's become picky about the food on Gourmet Star; he always uses his magical power to enhance the flavor and texture of the food before he starts eating.

Xia Jie ordered a double beef cheeseburger with bacon, egg, and pickles, served with a large portion of fries and a cherry soda.

Doubao stood in front of the counter, stared at the menu for a full ten seconds, and then ordered a glass of purified water.

Aren't you going to eat?

Xia Jie carried the tray and found a seat by the window.

"I can simulate the process of eating, but I can't get any of the necessary nutrients from the food."

Doubao sat down opposite him, placing her hands properly on her knees.

"My body structure is different from that of humans; my digestive system is merely decorative."

"And you can supply me with an unlimited amount of the only magic I need."

Through program optimization, Doubao, which possesses the ability of "self-iteration," has gradually made its conversations with Xia Jie more human-like.

"That's a shame." Xia Jie took a bite of the burger and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. "The beef patty in the middle was cooked to perfection, crispy on the edges and juicy in the middle, and the cheese was melted just right."

Doubao tilted her head, as if processing the meaning of the sentence, and then she said, "I can record your dining experience and repeat your comments in future conversations. If needed, I can also generate a detailed report on your taste experience."

"...Never mind, you'd better not."

Relying on her absolute charm, Xia Jie managed to finish her free meal without any trouble.

After leaving the burger joint, they went to Disneyland.

Xia Jie didn't buy a ticket; she just took Doubao inside and they each did their own thing.

Doubao stood next to the carousel for a long time, watching the colorful horses rise and fall, her pupils reflecting the warm yellow light, lost in thought.

Xia Jie rode a roller coaster and came off with light steps, as if she had just finished warming up.

Experience ordinary life, happiness level +1.

He then checked the time and took Doubao to the shooting club.

The shooting club is located in the western part of the city. The entrance is small, and the sign on the door reads "Range 88".

Xia Jie rented a shooting range, chose a Colt 1911, loaded the magazine, held the gun, aimed, and fired in one smooth motion.

Several bullets were fired, all landing in the center of the bullseye, leaving only one bullet hole on the target paper.

Several men who were shooting nearby glanced over, assuming Xia Jie had only been shot once, and paid no further attention.

Doubao stood behind him, like a loyal follower.

A dozen minutes later, Xia Jie put down her gun, picked up a spent cartridge and put it in her pocket as a souvenir for the day.

Throughout the day, Xia Jie experienced everything in Xueyuan City like a stamp collector.

It wasn't until the sun began to set and the city's outline was tinged with a light gold that Xia Jie leisurely went for a stroll.

The streets were filled with more pedestrians: men and women leaving get off work, students playing, and young parents pushing strollers, all forming a warm current that flowed slowly under the setting sun.

Xia Jie and Dou Bao walked side by side along the sidewalk, their pace neither too fast nor too slow.

The sky changed from deep blue to grayish-purple, and then from grayish-purple to inky black.

Night has fallen, and the city's exhaust fumes and light pollution have ruined what should have been a clear night sky.

The clouds were thin, but enough to help the murky atmosphere obscure most of the starlight, with only a few of the brightest stars stubbornly blinking in the sky.

One by one, the streetlights lit up, and the shadows stretched and compressed as we walked, weaving a large net of light and shadow on the ground.

The night breeze, carrying the smells of fast food restaurants on the street, gently ruffled the hair of passersby.

Xia Jie and Dou Bao followed the planned route, turning down several streets, and arrived at the place of tonight's conflict.

A hundred meters ahead, the famous traditional opera house of Xueyuan City was quietly bathed in the night.

Its exterior is illuminated by warm lights, and the arched windows and stone carvings stand out sharply against the dark sky, like a corner cut from an old postcard and placed at the end of this bustling modern street.

"We've arrived, Master."

Doubao, who had already evolved into a normal body, raised his hand and pointed towards the opera house.

"Um."

Xia Jie continued walking forward, her hands in her pockets, looking no different from any other passerby.

If one had to find something different, it would probably be that his posture was too relaxed, almost like an old man taking a stroll on the street as if it were his own living room.

On the rooftops of several nearby high-rise buildings, men in plainclothes lay prone in the shadows, their dark gun barrels all aimed at Xia Jie's body.

Their faces were covered by night vision goggles and masks, their fingers were on the outside of the trigger guard, and their breathing and heartbeats were steady.

His body remained motionless, like a crocodile lurking in a swamp.

In the monitoring room, Faldius's eyes were fixed on Xia Jie on the screen, his breathing was a little rapid due to tension.

He had been staring at this screen for almost an hour.

Ever since that absurd street summons, this man who calls himself Xia Jie has made absolutely no attempt to hide his whereabouts.

He walks on the street, sits in shops, queues in amusement parks, and shoots targets in shooting clubs, making no attempt to conceal his presence, as if afraid that others won't be able to find him.

Faldius initially thought it was arrogance, then suspected it might be a trap, and finally concluded that Xia Jie probably just didn't care.

Without establishing a base, releasing familiars, or disguising his appearance, this person is completely outside the conventional logic framework of a magician.

Since he can't understand it, then he doesn't need to be understood anymore.

For example, dead people.

Faldius knew he had to get rid of him.

Magicians like Xia Jie, who defy convention, will inevitably become an unpredictable factor influencing the Holy Grail War.

His behavior is unpredictable, his strength is unpredictable, and even the Servants he summons are abnormally out of place.

If left unchecked, the situation could spiral completely out of his control.

However, a direct confrontation is not an option.

The fact that the other party had attendants with him, and that "disappearing person" trick, proved that he had at least mastered some kind of high-level spatial magic or illusion.

The Servants are strong, but the Masters are prone to fleeing, making it very difficult to deal with them head-on.

Therefore, assassination is necessary.

To carry out a sniping operation at a long distance using conventional weapons that do not involve magic.

It dealt a devastating blow to the opponent's body when he was completely unprepared.

Once he dies, the Servant will dissipate due to the interruption of mana supply.

At least in theory.

Furthermore, the area cannot be cleared in advance.

Although using "Idle Man Dispersal Magic" can disperse crowds and maintain the secrecy of the Holy Grail War, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of Xia Jie and her followers, greatly increasing the difficulty of the assassination.

They had to carry out the shooting in front of the public.

As for the aftermath, he has already arranged for a magician to erase the memories of all witnesses afterward.

Even if there were oversights, they were shootings that did not involve mysterious science.

"Let's do it."

The flashback ended, and Faldius's voice came through the communication channel.

Clean and efficient, leaving no room for doubt.

--boom.

A dozen or so soft sounds were hidden among the noise of passersby and traffic, almost overlapping each other.

Three bullets to the left front, targeting the chest.

Four on the right front, the target is the limbs.

Six on the side and back, targeting the spine.

There are five in the park on the right; the target is a head.

The projectiles came from different directions, converging and intertwining around Xia Jie, forming a near-perfect encirclement that blocked all of Xia Jie's evasive routes.

As a magician with only mortal flesh and blood, Xia Jie had absolutely no chance of survival in this overwhelming crossfire...

?

Xia Jie clearly perceived the trajectory and landing point of all the bullets.

The bullets spun and flew in the night wind, and the speed, angle, and point of impact of each one were all clearly visible to him.

However, Xia Jie did not dodge. He seemed oblivious, letting the bullets whiz through the night and bring him death.

"Did you succeed?"

In the monitoring room, Faldius's gaze was fixed on the screen, his fingers unconsciously clenching the armrest, anticipating the image of Xia Jie lying in a pool of blood.

Then his eyes lit up for a moment.

Yay, Xia Jie is down!

His body leaned forward, his center of gravity shifted, his shoulders slumped, and he looked as if he had lost his balance.

But what about the blood?

Faldius frowned.

Why is there no blood?

Wait, something's not right!

His eyes suddenly widened.

In the scene, Xia Jie's forward-leaning body did not fall in the expected direction, but only staggered a small step at an extremely subtle angle.

It's like kicking an uneven paving stone while walking; your body instinctively adjusts its center of gravity.

And in this simple accident, his body just happened to dodge the trajectories of all the bullets.

The bullets grazed his clothes, shoulders, and hair, leaving invisible, transparent trails in the air before crashing into the ground.

Dull impacts echoed across the street, leaving more than a dozen thumb-sized craters in the concrete. Debris flew everywhere, and the bullets gleamed with a cold, coppery light under the streetlights.

Xia Jie didn't turn around, or even pause.

He resumed his normal pace, as if nothing had happened.

"Are you kidding me!?"

Faldius sprang up from his chair, bracing himself on the table with his hands, his eyes practically glued to the screen.

What incredible luck!

So close!

It was just a hair's breadth away from being hit, but it was always that one hair's breadth away.

If it had been even a fraction of a second earlier or later, even by half a centimeter, he would already be a corpse.

Faldius stared at the figure walking away in the picture, and an absurd thought popped into his head: Could this person be the lover of Lady Luck?

"Doubao, get started."

Xia Jie's voice rang out amidst the chaos of the crowd, her tone as calm as ever.

"Yes, Master."