Chapter 365

Servant Universe

The Einzbern Consortium, one of the actual controllers of the restaurant conglomerate.

As the family that initiated the Servantization of all humanity, even after countless eons, they still control a remarkably vast cosmic force.

Though somewhat declined, unable to match the current power of the Cosmic Golden Emperor Gilgamesh, they are still beyond comparison to any mere rabble.

"You did well," said the snow-haired girl, looking down at the red Archer:

"Though he's an adopted brat, I never expected he'd be useful for anything besides cooking."

"The Federation Cosmic Army couldn't detect any signal at first—I thought the plan had failed—but now, for unknown reasons, the world barrier has grown thin, and signals from that side have pierced through."

The red Archer opened his mouth to speak, but the snow-haired girl snapped at him:

"Shut up! Who gave you permission to speak? If you hadn't happened to know the target we were monitoring, I'd never want to lay eyes on your face again."

"Listen well—I hate you most of all, you ungrateful wretch who got lucky enough to be adopted!"

"You must join this joint expedition. What? Too ashamed to face your friends?"

"Laughable—you, a piece of trash, even have friends?"

"Listen carefully: the act of disguising that concentrated element as a new Altriel element was a divine favor. Do you think a ten-year loan contract could buy enough reserves? On what grounds? Your face as an advisor?"

"Hercules, bind this trash. I'd love to see the look on his face when he sobs uncontrollably on the frontier of the primordial Parallel World pasture."

"Thirty-ninth worldline. This time, we're breaking the world barrier through Biyou Palace," Matsumoto recorded the information: "We're late again, senpai."

Tenzan Lixiang sighed, nearly breaking down:

"Yu Xu Palace, Biyou Palace, and Doudao Palace all appearing simultaneously across different worldlines—what can we do?! I'm the only Master!"

From the mouths of the "Illyasviel" and "Weigong Shilang" before him, he learned:

In this world, Weigong Shilang, upon hearing Kirei Kotomine's account of the hardships of the Holy Grail War, was attacked by Illyasviel while returning home alone after abandoning his Command Seals.

During this, "World-Devouring Sword Sect Weigong Shilang" and "Multiversal Holy Grail Illyasviel" intervened, stopped the attack, killed Kirei Kotomine, transferred the Command Seals to this world's Weigong Shilang, and concluded all combat.

Ultimately, under their guidance, the Holy Grail War ended within a single day.

Then, after resolving Illyasviel's life-threatening condition, they simply took the Greater Holy Grail and departed.

Gilgamesh of Fuyuki?

With his Clairvoyance, he withdrew from the Holy Grail War the moment the intruders appeared, according to the "left-behind letter."

The King is highly satisfied with the masterpieces of the Parallel Worlds! But after receiving My divine favor, you shamelessly seek even more Bounded Fields, even laying hands on My treasures—this is grave disrespect!

"That shouldn't be possible," Archer Gilgamesh mused: "Could black mud truly have affected Me?"

Come to think of it, your role contributed to the emergence of the World-Devourer.

Tenzan Lixiang maintained a smile, suppressing the urge to send the Hero-King back to Chaldea, and took his leave from this worldline's Weigong Shilang and others.

"May I ask something?" This worldline's Weigong Shilang timidly raised his hand: "What exactly is going on? You have another me—how—"

Tenzan Lixiang froze. This had become routine.

"In one worldline, you and Illyasviel fall in love in the future; in another, you return to the past to save Illyasviel, and the two of you endlessly cycle—until awakened, you and she are about to devour this entire universe."

"We are the Human Order Continuation Agency, trying to stop you from the Parallel Worlds. That's the summary."

He delivered it all in one breath—thanks to daily training, Tenzan Lixiang now had the lung capacity for it.

But now, as usual, the information overload rendered them speechless; Tenzan Lixiang prepared to teleport back via Spirit Particle Shift while they stared blankly.

"Senpai, have you noticed something?" Matsumoto asked.

"What?" Tenzan Lixiang blinked.

"According to the report…" Matsumoto pulled up the data on her wristwatch and read:

"Worldlines where the World-Devourer appears—especially those involving Mr. Weigong and Miss Illyasviel—are over ninety percent tied to the Fifth Holy Grail War, and always occur when both face life-or-death crises."

"It's as if they already knew the outcome of the Parallel Worlds and deliberately came to alter the future."

"Now that you mention it…" Tenzan Lixiang covered his mouth, eyes widening in shock: "Could he be trying to collapse all worldlines into the Illyasviel line?"

Matsumoto: "Senpai…"

"I was just joking to lighten the mood," Tenzan Lixiang hastily waved his hand, yet pondered: "Maybe he's just trying to rewrite the bad endings along the way…"

No matter how much he changed—even abandoning his former justice—Tenzan Lixiang felt that Weigong Shilang was fundamentally a good person.

But I never expected Illyasviel from the Parallel Worlds would be this cruel to Weigong Shilang…

Though it's a Holy Grail War, mutual slaughter is normal.

"Either turned into a doll, or killed and turned into a doll with their soul—does she have a yandere trait?"

After the Chaldea group departed, the atmosphere in this worldline's Weigong residence grew strangely tense, especially between "Illyasviel" and "Weigong Shilang."

Amidst everyone's odd glances, an awkward silence spread.

"Wudao Tea, crafted by the Master—please deliver it to White Zunzhe."

"Häagen-Dazs chocolate flavor—take this to Will. If you dare steal even a bite and fool him with a projection, I'll kill you."

"A small token—please donate it to Fuyuki Church to polish their cross. Though this 'ye' is not that 'ye,' what if it's just a small account?"

"Meng Qi. Never mind—take the Tianqing Yu Xu Sword if you need it."

"Shitty witch, you're blocking me. I'm busy going to Liudong Temple to pray today—I won't be learning magic."

"You can start preparing both options: activate the Greater Holy Grail and sneak through the Chen Cang route."

Yi Leina awkwardly lowered her finger pointing at herself, watching Su Lin's retreating back, her lips twitching slightly.

"Wasn't this meant as gifts for everyone?"

Kleine opened a tub of ice cream, then pulled out several wooden sticks and paper bowls, handing them out to everyone.

Li Huowang hesitated: "Didn't Brother Su Lin say these were for others?"

"Donated to the church…" Weigong Shilang stared at the wad of cash in his hand, bloodstains visible on the envelope—something deeply unsettling.

"Aren't you afraid he'll kill you?" Xiao Yan grabbed an ice cream scoop without hesitation and began eating.

"A shallow believer just goes through the motions to fulfill a vow; that guy might as well have written 'Huh! I shipped it!' on his face," Kleen said, chewing on a wooden spoon, expressionless.

"I had a college roommate who looked exactly like that."

I'll just buy another box to take to Will later—stealing and faking with projections are a conjunctive proposition; if you stole but didn't fake, then the scenario of getting killed by it doesn't hold.

"He actually got his hands on something that can deus ex machina," Lu Mingfei glanced at the door, looking as if he'd seen a ghost: "Aren't the prerequisites two Supreme Beings battling until the edges of the universe and the Dao are worn away? Is this another Wind Spirit Moon Shadow again?"

"He smashed gods at Foundation Establishment, tore apart Outer Gods at Jin Dan—guess what realm he's in now," Xiao Yan's eyes remained utterly still, though his smile looked stiff.

"I'm going back to break through to Star Dou Zong."

Ye Fan shook his head, glanced at Song Shuhang still babbling about how amazing it was, silently cursed how absurd it was, and ran off to ask the White Robe Divine King Jiang Taixu for guidance on his cultivation.

"Looks like I can freely meme now," Kleen transformed the ice cream in his hand into strawberry flavor, then lowered his voice, laughing with a mysterious, echoing tone:

"Hehehehe, the Multiverse Devouring Alliance will incorporate the Type-Moon World into the new world, preparing to divide this first multiversal primordial source."

"Next up is my former residence—the Chaotic Wang Ting and that chaotic universe."

A hand landed on Kleen's shoulder; he turned to see Weigong Shilang with a grim face, forcing a smile as he pointed backward with his thumb.

Tohsaka Rin: "."

Pata—a wooden spoon and Häagen-Dazs both fell to the ground.

Kleen: "."

Kleen: "I was joking."

Tohsaka Rin nodded blankly: "Mm."

Kleen: "Really."

"Uh, I've got something to take care of."

Kleen watched Tohsaka Rin sprint away, and for a moment, cold sweat—something no mythic being should have—broke out on his forehead.

"My deepest apologies; I'll be more careful next time," Kleen pressed his hat down, his figure slowly dissolving into the air: "Please explain this for me."

"Go explain it yourself—don't you dare run away!" Weigong Shilang groaned, exasperated: "Will Tohsaka get stuck on this…?"

At this moment, the seal on the Everlasting Furnace began to lift; the hazy pressure weighing on everyone's hearts gradually faded.

Weigong Shilang's brow relaxed slightly, but he glanced at Yilinya beside him—she still wore a smiling expression, as if nothing had happened.

"Yilinya, aren't you nervous?"

Now that he thought about it, since returning to this world, Weigong Shilang had never seen the girl look anxious—not once, no matter what happened.

"Not at all—I'm very happy right now."

Happy? In a situation like this?!

As if reading Weigong Shilang's thoughts, Yilinya smiled:

"Getting the entire world dragged into the plot—that's a main storyline no other heroine gets. And seeing you shine? I'm thrilled."

"This isn't a game," Weigong Shilang ruffled her head: "There's no Yilinya route in games."

Xing picked up the bucket of ice cream Kleen left behind and walked out: "I'm full. Burp."

"Thank you for the meal," Hourei Shan Huiye took a photo with her phone.

"The stench of heterosexuality," Irene teased, choosing to leave as well.

"." Weigong Shilang looked at Song Shuhang giving him a thumbs-up and said:

"I'm not a lolicon."

"Some things are fine to fool others, but don't fool yourself," Kleen said: "Mysticism won't save you from bad luck; Africans praying to anything is useless."

Ahead of him, Su Lin ignored everything, devoutly lit three incense sticks, clapped his hands, and stood still with eyes closed.

"You're serious?" Meng Qi couldn't understand what Su Lin was doing: "Even when I was at Shaolin, I wasn't this devout."

"It's the Su family rule—since it costs nothing, might as well believe a little," Su Lin opened his eyes: "Whether it works is another matter—I won't dare use elimination now."

"Could it be you're just an O-god yourself?" Kleen shook his head and said:

"Just worship yourself instead—you've got plenty of believers in your own world anyway."

The landlord had once pasted a poster of Su Lin on the door; later, Kleen found it too strange and tore it down, and the landlord raised the rent by a hundred yuan, claiming Kleen was ungrateful.

"I've heard rumors about you before," Meng Qi teased:

"Are those things the group chat says true? About you having a wholesale system for plundering the souls of powerful cultivators?"

Wholesale System for Plundering the Souls of Powerful Cultivators

Do you have any idea what you're talking about?

Who's been brainwashed by Japanese light novels? Probably Lu Mingfei.

"Ahem, let's not mention that for now," Meng Qi noticed Su Lin's strange gaze and realized he'd probed too far; he quickly changed the subject:

"I'm just curious—what method do you have to deal with Cosmic Servants while entering the Root and having a heart-to-heart with this world?"

"I've only seen this kind of deus ex machina over-level challenge in novels, so I'm very interested."

The moment Meng Qi saw Su Lin, he understood: Su Lin was a fellow cultivator of his type—but Meng Qi believed the intensity of Su Lin's active manifestation was one level weaker than his own.

Yet in dire straits, a deus ex machina surpassing posture can earn a perfect 100% "S" rating in manifestation evaluation.

"You've probably heard this saying," Su Lin sensed the changes in this world, and looked toward the series of glowing blue Kong Dongs lighting up behind Liudong Temple:

"When your opponent suspects you have weapons of mass destruction, you'd better actually have them."

Kleen raised an eyebrow: "So?"

"I really can be God," Su Lin turned back to face the two—and as he turned, the Buddha's Formless Body appeared behind him, solemn, ancient, majestic, with countless illusory golden lotuses blooming.

Meng Qi pointed at the figure behind him: "That's a Buddha."

"Sorry, wrong login," Su Lin pulled out a crystal radiating blinding light—but unexpectedly, the crystal dissolved into a substance like smoke and liquid, enveloping Su Lin entirely, until holy light burst from his eyes and a faint, toothed light wheel formed behind him.

In the void, shards of fading light scattered, piercing through the dim space, and across layered dimensions, a primordial light sliced through chaos—Heaven and Earth emerged.

Thus, the light wheel behind Su Lin began to rotate; brilliant radiance surged from his chest, and the overflowing power placed all life on Earth equally beneath a storm-tossed sea, as if the apocalypse were imminent.

At that moment, a hand like a cloud obscuring the light tightly grasped that fleeting primordial radiance, returning it to its previous state.

Su Lin returned to his normal form and looked at the two stunned men, saying:

"Type-Moon main quest, one carries nineteen."

Meng Qi rubbed his temple, gazing at the sky—vast, clear, and brilliantly blue from the sheer power—and fell silent.

There was no warning, no cost, no annihilation of comrades, no epiphany in despair. No will, no hope, no hot-blooded passion—none of it. It was as effortless as eating and drinking.

"You open it like this?"

"So this is how you open it."

(End of Chapter)