Chapter 228

March 7th just wanted to continue saying something.

By Bai Bai Xuan's ear, the system prompt sounded.

【Ding!】

【"Event 239-B-Clef-Kondraki" popularization completed, now starting settlement!】

【Ding! You have obtained the underlying principles of magic.】

【Whether it is elemental magic, astral magic, or magic based on the Kabbalah system… these underlying principles of magic are all included.】

【Ding! You have obtained the design blueprint for a magical world.】

【Combined with the "underlying principles of magic," you can design a magical world with self-consistent underlying logic according to your own preferences; for the parts that are not self-consistent, leave it to the narrative layer.】

【Ding! You have realized the principle of creation.】

【As a divinity, yet not understanding how to create a world and let the universe be born, is this a bit of a loss of status?】

【Now, you can create a magical world as you wish.】

【Of course, if you are willing to create a universe without any extraordinary power, that is also possible.】

【If you want to create worlds with other power systems, please design and conceive them yourself.】

【But please note, the supreme divinity is pluralistically unique, except for a certain embarrassing Xuan Xuan Deer.】

【Now, you can prepare to deploy the next SCP.】

【Of course, you can also choose to let this universe be quiet for a while; the last story lasted for a long time, and you can let everyone drink tea first.】

【Three o'clock, drink tea first, doing so much is useless.】

At the moment of realizing what kind of knowledge he was about to receive.

Bai Bai Xuan immediately adjusted the flow of time and began to receive the system rewards.

However.

The reward for just the first part was already heaven-defying.

If this part of knowledge were mastered by someone in a magical world, he would have the qualifications to become a demon god.

From then on, he only needs to hone his own power and practice this path that points directly to all magical truths.

As for the latter, it goes without saying; combined with the "principle of creation," it made him a divinity in the true sense.

A god who can create worlds and destroy worlds.

This kind of power, placed in the mundane world, could be respected as a supreme god.

It's just……

Bai Bai Xuan silently estimated the gap between himself and the supreme divinity.

Can only say that the road is still long.

……

As more diners took their seats, the restaurant was filled with a faint fragrance.

The waiter walked out slowly with a tray, serving the "sumptuous" lunch to the "Trailblazer" team.

Those were two bowls of plain noodles called "Filling Food,"

Fried rice called "Great Universe Fried Rice,"

And a few slices of toast, snacks, and a few bottles of happy water.

All the meals were placed on the table, plain and unremarkable.

No fried rice erupting with dazzling golden light or domineering aura, no dishes that felt like being poured with liters of aphrodisiac just by tasting.

Even less a little master tearing off his sleeves to show the mark of a special-grade chef.

March 7th swore.

When she ordered, she had chosen those expensive dishes as much as possible.

She had also made psychological preparations in advance, ready to witness Belobog's arduous diet.

But when lunch was placed in front of her, she only felt it was a "life-sustaining meal."

It couldn't be compared at all with the home-cooked dishes Bai Bai Xuan cooked on weekdays……

The pink-haired girl rolled up a ball of noodles with chopsticks and stirred gently.

No egg drop, no green onion, only one or two drops of oil shining.

"Is this a bit too… uh, simple."

March 7th searched her brains and finally found a word that wasn't so hurtful.

Unimaginable.

The people of Belobog were struggling on this frozen planet, relying on what kind of great perseverance and great determination.

After a while, Dan Heng put down the spoon in his hand, swallowed the fried rice in his mouth, and exhaled slowly:

"For the people on Jarilo-VI, eating their fill is still a luxury."

"But the scarcity of Belobog's supplies… is still quite, uh, beyond expectations."

"Stelle" ate without a word, then gulped down the drink.

Rice-eating person, rice-eating soul, rice-eaters are people above people.

"Even those civilizations in the agricultural era are probably not comparable to Belobog's food culture."

Bai Bai Xuan pulled out a handkerchief out of thin air and wiped his mouth, which made the other three notice.

The bowl in front of him was already empty, not even leaving the noodle soup.

"My hometown, at the beginning of entering the sea of stars, also encountered a global ice-freezing catastrophe."

"Our ancestors were forced to build underground cities, abandon all the glory on the surface, and lived underground for thousands of years."

Bai Bai Xuan blinked slightly, looking down from time to time, as if recalling.

"That was the darkest period in the history of the entire civilization; people were forced to raise various insects to supplement protein and nutrition."

"As for green vegetables, they were luxuries among luxuries."

March 7th frowned, and after a long silence, looked at Bai Bai Xuan and smiled slightly:

"Hmm, I understand."

You understand what…… Bai Bai Xuan unscrewed a bottle of happy water and tasted the overly strong sweetness.

This taste is simply like adding white sugar to honey, stirring it evenly, and then beating a lot of air into it……

He immediately remembered the instructions on the drink:

【A long-lasting formula, a necessity of modern society.】

【Drinking it can bring happiness, sugar, fat, and a little bit of confidence in the future.】

"Actually, it's okay; when you are in suffering, you will become much stronger… hmm, maybe those who are not strong chose to end their lives early."

As the voice fell, the sound of the Goethe Hotel's wind chimes was heard.

"Ding-a-ling~ Ding-a-ling~"

Following it was the sound of armor friction and slightly heavy footsteps.

The eyes on the scene instantly fell on the person coming, and then retracted almost without any delay.

Immediately after, the lively restaurant became extremely quiet, just like a classroom suddenly inspected by a head teacher.

A young man in heavy armor, with two Silvermane Guards, walked up the stairs and went straight to the table of Bai Bai Xuan and others.

March 7th put down her chopsticks, looked at the visitor, and blinked curiously:

"I remember you are the garrison officer of the Silvermane Guards, seems to be called, yes, Gepard?"

"Yes."

Gepard nodded slightly, his expression serious.

He scanned the restaurant, reflecting all the guests dining in his eyes, and then looked at Bai Bai Xuan and his group.

"Please forgive the sudden visit, but the situation is urgent, please move to the Fortress of Qlipoth."

……

"……Alright, the introduction and pleasantries end here."

Gepard stopped the meaningless small talk in a timely manner.

"Let's talk about business."

He dismissed the other personnel, stood up, walked around the room twice, and his gaze swept over the seats—empty ones, and ones with people sitting.

Only four visitors from beyond the sky.

The one who should be presiding over the meeting on the scene is Bronya—the next "Supreme Guardian."