Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Unexpected… It died so quickly…”
High in the sky by the beach, the big green jellyfish rolled its tentacles and dredged up the dead body with a vacant looking face. Looking at the face that he had seen countless times in the mirror, he also looked lost himself.
How could it be? This was entirely different from his plan!
He thought for awhile and finally figured out why. “Naked is not reliable! It can’t even communicate, how could it blend in the human community! Even if there isn’t the super Golden Finger, I have to at least ensure they share the same language!”
Hence, he was at it again. He made amendments with that corpse, gave it life and solidified in its body a good command of language. Then, as long as it wasn’t any magic rune, any common language could be read and written as usual.
Then, he cast magic to erase all the cloned human’s related memory in order to prevent any sort of accident. He flew another hundred over miles and found another fishing village where people were even more simple, honest and unspoiled. Then, he left “Sui Xiong MK2” nearby.
It was off to a much smoother opening. “Sui Xiong MK2” who could communicate with the fishermen normally was treated as an unlucky businessman that came from an island nation far away. The hospitable fishermen treated him cordially and let him stay for a few days. Then, they found out about his cooking talent.
Hence, he was introduced to a restaurant near the town and became a distinguish chef.
“This expansion of plot is confusing…” Sui Xiong mumbled to himself while he observed in the dark sky. “My dream is to become an artist! How did I become a chef? And am I good at cooking? Why didn’t I remember?”
He recalled carefully and realized that he did seem to be good at cooking. Although he didn’t possess any techniques, any daily home cooking wouldn’t be a problem to him.
Such standards on Earth, especially China, wouldn’t even be considered as anything. Cooking is one of the most common talents. Among the older generations, at least one third, or even half of them knew how to cook; among the younger generation, there were quite a number of them that could cook too. Sui Xiong was one that only knew the common home cooking techniques. At most he could be considered an “eating expert,” but far from a cooking expert!
However, in the world where food culture was limited and had yet to expand, he was a talented cook. With his skills, it was sufficient for him to settle down and get on with his life.
Looking at “Sui Xiong MK2” settle down, Sui Xiong was at ease. He left a divine clone to continue to keep watch while his original body returned to the theme park.
Being able to find a solution made him much happier. He didn’t hide underground and cosplayed himself as a youth but came out to discuss and take charge of church tasks.
To his recovery, everyone was very happy. They felt that the church finally gained its backbone again.
“What? Such a short time and you have killed seven high priests of the Orc God’s church. And one of them is a legendary expert?!” Sui Xiong looked at the report that Steele handed in and he was shock; he couldn’t believe his own eyes.
“I am the one who killed the legendary expert!” Steele who just returned to her human form from the pig’s that morning said with pride. “In the next few days, I will kill another one!”
“No… Please don’t!” Sui Xiong quickly stopped them. “This is getting out of hand… Hurry up and ask the two of them come back!”
Even without any magic probing, or any God’s fortune telling skill, he could imagine how the churches of various Orc Gods would be angry out of embarrassment, and he was worried that the higher ups in the church were going to rampage…
They have killed people anyway, anger should be vented. Quickly get Jose and Frost back first!
With the aid of the Channel of Religion, he quickly connected to Jose and found out that the two of them were in a bad situation.
After they assassinated a few priests of higher order in the churches of various Orc Gods, either they let down their guards as things were going on too smoothly, or the other party had already expected and spotted the trick during the assassination of wolf man’s high priest of higher order “Dark Night Prayer” Yoplait Moonhowl.
As the higher up of the church of “Moon Howling Wolf,” he was the God of tracing and assassination among various Orc Gods, and at the same time the head of the tribe. Yoplait Moonhowl was not only capable, but also lead a large amount of underlinings that were not too shabby. After Jose and Frost were revealed, they were hemmed in by ten experts that were close to the standard of expert who were led by him.
At the crucial moment, Frost used the lifesaving rune that her sister gave her, “Years Orb.” She suddenly passed though a thousand years and transformed into an ancient giant dragon temporarily. She puffed a stonifying breath and frightened the experts to retreat awkwardly. Then, she carried Jose who was severely injured after one hit and fled using the unique talent of Rock Dragons, an underground crawling skill.
Regrettably, Years Orb’s lasting time was only for three minutes. The moment it struck three minutes, the treasure lost its power temporarily and could only be used again in another hundred years.
Within the three minutes’ time, they only managed to run a hundred over miles. But, Frost became a youth dragon again. Her combat strength and crawling skill dropped like stock market cliff which China stock investors were familiar with. Plus, along with Jose who was severely injured, her movement was slowed down.
Not long after, Yoplait and the rest cast magic with the blood samples they retrieved during the batter earlier to trace them, and finally tracked them down.
Fleeing while chasing after someone else was a long and tough journey.
Luckily, there is always a way out. At the crucial moment, they finally ran into their life-saver.
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There was a wolfman scout named Miramon. He had gotten into higher orders recently and he wasn’t considered as the stronger one among the chasing troops, but he was the number one scouting expert among the troop.
The Mister Miramon was born cheerful and flexible, and especially loved delicacies. He once exploited public office for personal gains. He used the name of “scouting” and ran to Void Mask theme park to enjoy the food for a couple of days, where the total expense was almost 2,000 gold coins. This life made him fall for the theme park and he would go for food whenever he had a chance. Even when there were no public funds to be used, he would pay his own expense to be there to eat, just like a die hard customer.
When he saw Jose, who was severely injured that led to the inefficiency of the make up but returned to his original appearance, he was in a difficult position.
Jose normally worked in the theme park and he had seen Miramon a few times; they even chatted. Although he couldn’t remember, Miramon who was a scout could remember clearly!
The enemy are people from Void Mask theme park? Miramon did not hesitate long until he decided to opt for the delicacies, and abandoned his belief towards God. He then became a half-Orc betrayer.
With his assistance, Jose and Frost then escaped the chase of almost ten experts of the higher orders, and rested in a valley off the beaten track.
When Sui Xiong rushed there, Miramon was helping Jose with the redressing of a wound.
Due to the wound being cursed, any common medication wouldn’t be effective. Hence, Miramon used a local method passed down by Orcs. The caught beasts were bloodthirsty to let them lick Jose’s wound in order to share the burden of the curse, and achieved the outcome of weakening of curse.
The method did work. Within a day or two, the curse of Jose’s body had diminished by half. Actually, the method was very painful as the tongues of the beasts had barbs. Being licked by such tongues on the wound, that feeling, was really… Tsk tsk…
“It seems the two of you are doing okay.” Sui Xiong crossed through the space directly and got there. He saw Frost who was lying down on the floor sleeping soundly, Jose were biting on a short wooden stick, clenching his teeth as an unlucky leopard licked the blackening wound on his left shoulder. He was drenched in sweat with pain. Regardless, there wasn’t any major issue, so he relaxed.
“How do I address you, bro jellyfish? Could you be the legendary, powerful, elegant, handsome, cheerful, and playful Void Mask Majesty?”
Sui Xiong looked over to the voice. He first saw a fluffy blonde, then a pair of curious eyes, and finally saw the loyal customer of the theme park.
He was short, round headed, his hair was long and fluffy, and the short tail was raised and shook. It went along with the expression of “hurry up and praise me;” it reminded Sui Xiong a type of dog breed, Pomeranian.
…Hold on. Isn’t this a wolf man? Why does it look like a Pomeranian? This is such a vast difference!
He asked curiously and Miramon suddenly hung his ears low.
“It isn’t my fault that I don’t look majestic. My parents gave birth to me…” The wolf man, or rather wolf tribe scout soldier, was obviously opinionated towards his appearance. He nagged for a while, complaining about his dad not passing down his aggressive and powerful look to him, but giving birth to a few handsome and fierce brothers with the mistress. Then, he suspected he was the baby of his mother’s affair with a canine-human. Otherwise, why would he look like his neighbour Wong? In the end, he made the conclusion, “I am sure they picked me up from the rubbish pile…”
Sui Xiong was frustrated and he wanted to tease; who would say such things about their parents? Then, he recalled that there was Steele, who was weird. There was certainly quite a number of people who didn’t practice moral integrity, so he held back.
But… his neighbour Wong, that was a trick pulled that could be easily understood. But as for “picked me up from the rubbish pile;” that was definitely Miramon’s original thinking!
Orcs had the tradition to pick up kids from rubbish piles? This classic joke even passed through to this world?
But, Miramon didn’t bother much about the question, but quickly got back to business and introduced himself.
Name: Miramon
Gender: Male.
Tribe: Wolf man. Oh, wolf, segregation of half-Orc and Orc were different.
Age: Unknown, but quite young.
Occupation: Scout.
Talent: Reconnaissance, tracing, shooting, not good in close combat.
Hobby: There were many, so he wouldn’t bring them up one by one.
The last one was definitely bullshit, because Miramon used at least a thousand words to introduce a variety of things that he liked. He constantly reported a dish name and gave feedback, but every dish was ended with the description of “delicious.”
Thanks to his good memory, he memorized almost all of the menu items in the theme park…
“Alright, these dishes can wait. You can slowly enjoy them when you return, let’s go now.” Looking at him talking as he salivated, Sui Xiong quickly stopped him from continuing and helped Jose resolve the curse, and healed him. Sui Xiong cast magic and brought everyone back to the theme back.
As for the bunch that were still slowly searching nearby, he let them continue to dig down for another three feet. Who knows, they might be able to find petroleum…