Chapter 1229

NO. 133: It's completely normal for the orphanage's matron to help out at the church.

In the Demon Realm district, a Demon Realm Cathedral stands opposite the Aachen Cathedral in spatial coordinates.

Suspended upside-down in the sky, it serves as one of the positional anchors between the Demon Realm and the mortal realm, and is also one of the scenic spots open to the public.

Here you can see a group of staff in white clerical attire—demons, devils, vampires—and also see statues of several demon dukes who still respond to believers' prayers standing where godly statues should be.

This is elected, with terms changing annually; the original Seven Kings of Hell, due to their lack of diligence, have long failed to secure the central position in the cathedral, so successful candidates are often ambitious young dukes, and the statue styles have evolved from initial naked, flamboyant attire to modern suits, antiquated looks, and trendy coolness, reflecting each duke's distinct fashion preferences.

The most outrageous is the demon sculpture at the edge wearing powered exoskeleton armor.

That duke and his followers are passionate about interstellar pioneering, always dressed in that interstellar warrior attire, and their most admired figure is a literary character whose existence remains unverified—DOOM.

Such unconventional aesthetics are not uncommon among youth groups in the Demon Realm district today.

But what truly leaves out-of-town visitors stunned is likely the extremely heavy-flavored communion available here—not metaphorically heavy, but literally so.

Heavy oil, heavy salt, heavy spice.

As if emphasizing the design philosophy that 'if seasoning overpowers the original flavor, one won't wonder what the ingredients are,' you can smell old incense upon entering the cathedral gates, and up close you'll notice that the fastest-disappearing item is always blood and lung soup, with a group of believers nearby complaining that vampires should be expelled.

Beside the communion distribution point, a string of magical text and a QR code are specially erected for scanning, explaining how the twenty-third demon duke journeyed eastward, discovered hot pot and blood and lung soup—these scarlet delicacies—and forged a lava hell ritual, followed by detailed instructions teaching you how to learn the simplest dummy version of demon god techniques, allowing you to momentarily experience the sight of being in lava hell.

Even this is a simplified version of divine techniques—though it's among demon circles, and though practitioners retain a lingering odor after use.

Hmm, the science popularization's end thoughtfully adds a note about velvet odor absorption: wearing a velvet coat outside prevents inner clothes from sticking, and writing this, Demon Demon still finds it quite good.

"Why not just use magical odor isolation?"

Miss Xintiao Xi cannot understand.

As a high school girl who is lazy yet tidy, tidy yet messy, and messy yet somewhat obsessive-compulsive, in her most reclusive days at Dujuan Terrace, her room full of trash bags is also full of model-making scraps, with no leftover rice or dishes.

She mainly creates a stuffy but not unbearable atmosphere.

But here, after standing a few seconds, she feels the distant communion smell rushing at her, making her nose itch uncontrollably, wanting to sneeze.

Could it be the little snake badmouthing her? Whenever she thinks of the other party getting along with that aunt, she feels restless again.

At times like this, she really wants to chat with Suzi, because the nearby Cutna truly looks completely unbothered.

Is she genuinely unbothered, or just seeing things too openly? Could this also be a kind of experience? Xintiao Xi often thinks this helplessly, feeling astonished by her comrade's 'pure-hearted detachment' in this regard.

Having had special experiences, she also somewhat realizes that people's different performances when facing the same matter are directly tied to the richness of their experience, and compared to the women around Little Snake, she seems too much of a shut-in, with insufficient experiences and insufficient maturity.

But clearly, I've already done quite well, haven't I! Are they just overstepping themselves!

But thinking this way, isn't Little Snake also overstepping? Where does she look like a nineteen-year-old...

Among this group of overachievers, if I want to maintain my leading advantage, I can't just rely on Little Snake's favoritism to be willful—like a computer, hardware disadvantages can only be compensated by software optimization, and to optimize software...

She also knows the hidden dangers of Holloheya, but if she misses such an opportunity, with everyone currently being scattered fighters, losing would be no different from waiting to lose.

Everyone is even still a group of students; students daily have to attend classes, lacking the leisure to scheme and fight.

The only non-student, Cutna, happens to be overly honest as a corporate slave, holding down a consistently stable job.

She has considered dropping out of school, after all, the tradition in Jidong district is that there's no need to force university attendance; as long as one achieves something in monster studies, it's also a viable side skill for making a living—but then, Little Snake would definitely come over to challenge her.

This... compared to persuading the other party, she can only think of herself being persuaded.

Moreover, she doesn't really want to end campus life.

Because compared to the boring classes and dull club activities in the original world, this side is undeniably too colorful, allowing her, after leaving the Gurrit universe, to rely on Aomo's cross-world communication function to once invite Qianse over to live.

She still remembers, that red-haired, small-braided little sister is truly the one who hates school and dropped out.

But in the end, even if she dropped out, she couldn't keep staring at Little Snake all the time, and she doesn't want to become someone who would exert such pressure on the other party, so back then, she ultimately still agreed to Holloheya's conditions.

This way, she could form a proper team, avoiding Little Snake being snatched away by some unknown woman.

Like the woman before her, with double horns on her head and a classic heart-shaped demon tail behind her back—whether racial features or body proportions, she resembles a succubus with pink hair.

"Actually, this is a clear psychological suggestion." This woman explained, still answering Xi's earlier complaint, completely unaware of what the girl was thinking, merely answering seriously.

"Just like not placing sofas in an office. If you want work handled quickly and well-controlled, don't put in office seats that save others' energy; similarly, they deliberately emit food odors and slow down communion distribution, causing long queues to form upfront, resulting in two kinds of..."

Ursula, this is the demon woman's name, was the shuttle driver when they came out of the Military Committee base, and also a guide—she said the committee chair temporarily assigned her this job.

This should be true; she performs with reasonable dedication, having already guided everyone through two rounds of scenic spots, but Xi remembers her name and appearance.

The same name, the same appearance, is the woman who was by Little Snake's side in another universe.

Although different-universe Little Snakes walk different paths and are accompanied by different people, so far, Bai Ren Nitada and Ishamara have seemed like proof, proof that a relationship network will ultimately converge.

Based on this proof, she also cannot help but list this woman as a key protection target.

However, this woman currently has no connection with Little Snake; if she were to do something, she should be treated as a nervous girl, so Miss Xi tentatively still cooperates with her work, listening to her introductions alongside Bourbon and Cutna Sauce, chatting and taking photos along the way.

But she still wants more to confide her worries to Suzi, so while giving perfunctory replies, she tries to tap her phone, only to see the fire-headed creature sneakily climb onto the screen.

"Alekxis, where did you run off to again?" she asked, annoyed.

"Oh, this time it's serious business, Aomo-kun had me bring over that machine from the agency's basement—truly far enough to run me to death."

He said it as if very tired, and indeed it was another cross-district, cross-realm express delivery—normal couriers couldn't possibly do it in ten-odd minutes, but Xi knows this is nothing much for Him.

Alekxis Kailifu, as early as two weeks ago, she had uncovered his potential as a god of online shopping delivery in the data field—a top-tier expert who can directly follow network cables to fetch goods, achieving ultra-fast delivery.

"This time you're actually willing to say it?"

She naturally refers to Aomo previously contacting Holloheya, while Alekxis clearly saw it but kept silent—though this secrecy meant nothing, as it was exposed the next afternoon.

Hmm, although she was still completely indifferent to Alekxis's outcome when summoning him earlier, that doesn't matter!

What matters is that Alekxis chose to play dead then, making her very unhappy!

And now, Alekxis is still silent on screen, posing like a statue, making her annoyed as she turns off the screen, redirects her view to the present, and sees Ursula and Culenina together, standing not far away, talking to a demon woman in traditional black nun attire.

This sudden development makes her somewhat doubtful, and she instinctively asks Bourbon beside her: "Did I zone out for a long time?"

Weren't we just introducing the communion counter? Who is that beautiful demon nun? Able to make Cutna go up and talk?

"No, that lady just came up, first calling Miss Ursula, then calling Cutna sister," Bourbon said, his head ears twitching, slightly hesitant, "She seems to be..."

"Master's grandmother, currently asking Cutna sister about Master's recent situation."

"Eh?!"