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

The little deer stopped halfway up the mountain, used its magic wand to knock off a piece of vanilla-flavored snow and put it in its mouth. After taking a bite, its eyebrows twitched, but it quickly returned to its calm expression. It continued walking uphill for a while and found a piece of ice cream snow marked "Limited Edition Premium Taro Flavor" on the side before finally stopping in satisfaction.

Looking due south from the steep snow-capped peaks tens of thousands of meters high, you can see the coastline in the far distance.

The Thick Soup Ocean occupies a large area in the southern part of the planet. The sea surface is a thick, creamy color, and the waves move much slower than those of a normal ocean. Each time it crashes against the shore, it leaves a thin film on the beach, which is quickly absorbed by the sand.

The air was filled with the warm aroma of mushrooms and herbs; taking a breath made my stomach instinctively contract.

Looking up at the sky, the legendary ingredient "the sun" moves slowly across the zenith of the culinary star, its light always warm and bright. The ten suns, refreshed after being eaten, ensure that one side of the world never sees dusk.

After descending the mountain, Xia Jie leaned against a giant almond-shaped rock wall at the foot of Ice Cream Snow Mountain, chewing on a small piece of mint chocolate-flavored ice cube that she had broken off from the mountaintop, feeling the cool sensation as it slowly melted on her tongue, her thoughts drifting to a distant ocean of thick soup.

"Are you full?" Little Deer sat down next to him.

“Yes.” Xia Jie chewed the ice cubes.

He looked down at his hands:

"Before I came here, I thought this kind of restaurant was a dog-eat-dog world where you fight for food, but all the players I met along the way were eating their own food, and at most they would bicker over dipping sauces."

"Because these people are leisure enthusiasts."

The deer gazed into the distance.

"The rules of the meritocratic restaurant do allow for food grabbing, but when you actually get to this planet, most people will find that the food itself is more interesting than fighting. True meritocracy can only be seen in the rare ingredient areas deep in the continent."

"What about the seventh rule, 'the door opens inward'? Could it really be a repeat of Zhongli faking his death?"

"Yes, it's just creating a mystery."

The deer smiled.

"To put it simply, there's a door in the center of the Gourmet Continent that opens inwards to the outside world. Anyone who tries to push it outwards will be teleported into the atmosphere and thrown around again. It's that simple."

After speaking, she was silent for a while, then pulled the magic staff out of the snow, stood up, and patted the cream crumbs off her pants.

"It's about time I left, I've had enough to eat."

Xia Jie also got up from the rock wall, his body also covered with food scraps.

As he stood up, the small piece of caramel on his collar, the few drops of cheese splattered on his cuffs, and the meat juices and syrup stuck to his trousers at his knees all reluctantly left his body.

"Walk."

The two initiated the network teleportation.

With a flash of white light, the two were back in front of the simple wooden door.

The signboard is still there, and the lonely door panel on the wall is still there. Everything outside the door is the same as before you went in. The ground is an orange-yellow inflatable mat, and there is a faint smell of rubber mixed with a sweet fragrance in the air.

The wooden door closed gently behind them with a soft "click," the latch returning to its position.

The little deer stretched lazily, patted its belly, and then turned its head to look at Xia Jie:

"Your ability is really useful; not a single gourmet creature has attacked us these past few days."

"This kind of ability shouldn't be considered rare in the metaverse."

Xia Jie raised her eyebrows.

"If you want it, you can just make a wish on the online platform."

The little deer thought about it seriously for two seconds, then shook its head.

"No."

She turned the magic staff around, resting the tip on the ground, placed her hands on the end of the staff, and lowered her gaze to her feet:

"I think the Mythical Beast Amber can do even more."

"I'll talk about changing the core ability after I've developed the Mythical Beast Amber to its fullest potential."

"Are you serious?"

"Seriously."

The fawn raised its head, its eyes burning with intense light.

“These past few days, I’ve often thought about the Thunder Blade form that you so easily dismantled, and I’ve realized there’s still a lot that can be improved. At least, I won’t change my strategy until I reach the pinnacle.”

Xia Jie looked into her eyes and nodded slightly:

"The dream is commendable, but it lacks a bit of extravagance."

"Let's part ways here." Little Deer picked up the Ruyi Cudgel again.

"I'm going back to my personal space to train for a few years. You'll feel more comfortable exploring the competitions and entertainment in the metaverse on your own, and your personal AI can also act as your guide, so I won't compete with it."

Chapter 154 Thank you for the invitation, I am in Snowfield City

Breaking news.

"The impact that swept through Snowfield City last night is still fresh in everyone's memory, isn't it? A massive explosion occurred in the vast southern desert area, caused by an accident at the 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 "Drawing 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 to transform into a mortal, as long as she got into a fight and let her emotions show even a little bit, it would be very difficult for her opponents to muster any fighting spirit against Xia Jie.

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

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" 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.

You red-haired brat, that one stroke of yours back then was quite something! You 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 hero of justice was even more exemplary. But how should he put it, he really had some perseverance when he did the high jump, and he began to change his opinion of the kid.

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

Incidentally, Zouken Matou, whose original name was Machiri Zorgen, and the Celestial Sovereign named Marisbury Animusfia have already been cheerfully sent off by him 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 Type-Moon fanfiction, he would be 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 and Lioness, who's 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.

Chapter 155 Who draws their Command Seals by hand?

Is Xia Jie still a good boy?

Yes.

Although he is going to get three big lightning tattoos on the back of his right hand, he still thinks he is a good boy.

A good boy, as the name suggests, must first and foremost be good.

Without a doubt, Xia Jie is a good Xia Jie.

Secondly, it must be a boy.

Although he is billions of years old if you include his sleep time, it is well known that a man is a boy until he dies.

So, all things considered, Xia Jie is a good boy who is eighteen years and five hundred billion months old.

……

The sunshine in Xueyuan City was more generous than I had imagined.

The wind stirred up by the traffic swept through the streets, carrying a faint smell of exhaust fumes. Garbage bags on the ground were crushed by the wheels and then blown up by the wind, swirling on the ground.

The architectural styles on both sides of the street are mixed.