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

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 Origin, and..."

"The worst gem keeper."

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

He had initially speculated 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:

"Original God?"

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 the Love Curse surged from her body. A moment later, 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 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 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 unlimited amounts of the only magic I need."

With the ability to "self-iterate," Doubao's conversations with Xia Jie have gradually become more human-like through program optimization.

"That's a shame." Xia Jie took a bite of the hamburger and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. "The beef patty in the middle was cooked to perfection, with crispy edges and a juicy center, 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 evaluation in future conversations. If needed, I can also generate a detailed taste experience report."

"...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.

"Ah."

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.

Meanwhile, on the rooftops of several nearby high-rise buildings, men in plainclothes lay prone in the shadows, their dark gun barrels all pointed 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.

While using the "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, efficient, and beyond question.

--boom.

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