My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Baiyin Guonongzhuang Co., Ltd. was bustling with people at this time.

Ever since Xue Law advertised this place in a feature film, it has become a popular spot for online influencers, attracting a large number of tourists who come to take photos and check in, and even drawing countless foreign tourists.

The Jiangcheng Culture and Tourism Bureau has been beaming with joy lately. More than half of the foreign tourists who come to Jiangcheng are here to experience the fairytale-like homestays. The director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau even came over to greet them personally.

However, there are both advantages and disadvantages. The popularity of the fairytale-themed homestay has caused land prices in the vicinity to skyrocket. After the people of Silver Kingdom gritted their teeth and leased another hilltop, the remaining land was leased by various catering and tourism companies, who plan to turn it into an amusement street...

It has its pros and cons...

However, Baiyin Kingdom has recently become very popular again. With the recent buzz surrounding pre-made meals, people have naturally come to Baiyin Kingdom's kitchen and backyard to check it out.

Then they were shocked to find that all the vegetables in the guesthouse were grown in the backyard, the bread was homemade, the wheat was grown in the wheat field on the next hillside, and even the chickens, ducks and fish were raised in the backyard.

He even filmed a foreign girl with a blank expression picking up a chicken by the neck and twisting it to the right, then bleeding it and scalding it in one go. Another person was picking vegetables with dew still on them in the backyard, washing them, throwing them into a pot, and then serving them to tourists dining outside.

It was so fresh that people were practically eating dirt.

Although this practice of eating vegetables so fresh that it's almost like chasing them directly in the field should be considered basic, the current controversy surrounding pre-made meals has led to a series of such fresh dishes being posted online, and Baiyinguo B&B has undoubtedly benefited from the traffic generated by this event.

Although Silver Kingdom is essentially a fairytale-themed tourist resort where meals are included in the room rate, many people are choosing to stay overnight just to eat there...

This even left Princess Rabi of the Silver Kingdom somewhat bewildered. The popularity of the guesthouse had already waned, and it was only fully booked during holidays. On weekdays, it was likely that only about one-third of the guests would stay, which was within their expectations. However, for some reason, recently, even on weekdays, the number of guests was about the same as during holidays, keeping them busy again.

At this moment, Xue Dinglu arrived at the bustling Silver Kingdom guesthouse, where the sheer number of people puzzled him.

How can there still be such a high flow of customers?

Even Xue himself was a bit confused, but since things had come to this point, he decided to come here to get down to business.

He went straight to the cashier, where the little princess of the Silver Kingdom was counting her money over and over again. Whether looking at her balance or counting stacks of banknotes, she couldn't stop smiling.

“Princess Rabbi, I’m here to see old Barak,” Xue Dinglu asked directly.

The little princess was startled, but upon seeing Xue Luding, she immediately exclaimed happily, "Boss, you're here! This way, please. As for old Barak, he should be selling fried noodles in a wheat field right now, dressed in an Ultraman suit... I'll take you there right away!"

"Young boss, I'd like to reserve a private room." Someone immediately came in and said.

"You go ahead and do your thing. I've been here before, I know this place very well." Xue Dinglu immediately stopped the little princess's overly enthusiastic invitation and went straight to the edge of the wheat field.

Xue Dinglu knew this place; it was actually not far to the right of the entrance, just across the parking lot. The stage for a drama was set up here when the farm opened.

There are many wheat fields, windmills, and treehouses here. The people of the Silver Kingdom have also installed many slides and sand piles for children to play on, as well as many squirrels, birds, deer, and several cats and dogs that the people of the Silver Kingdom have specially kept here.

These little animals were all trained by old Watson. They learned to play hard to get; they would disappear when children approached them and return when the children left.

Old Barak basically works here. His job is to wear an Ultraman suit and entertain the children. Sometimes he sets up a stall to sell Ultraman fried noodles, and sometimes he sets up a stage here to put on a stage play of Ultraman fighting monsters. As for playing the monster, it is most likely that any little knight will play the role, and then it is a real fight.

The little knight was no match for the old guy who was close to level 5, so Ultraman always won.

Although it was repeated many times, the children loved it here, and Old Barak also enjoyed playing with them, especially when he was wearing an Ultraman suit. He even felt like he was Daigo from the Gatanothor era, surrounded by children.

Even after the guesthouse time was up, many children would still cling to his legs, crying and wailing, until their parents finally gave them a few slaps before they reluctantly left. All of this filled the old man with unparalleled pride and joy.

Perhaps even if the rabbi didn't pay the old man a salary, he would still be happy to wear a leather suit and act as the king of the kids.

When Xue Dinglu arrived, he saw an acquaintance: Xiaolongniang, with a large group of children, stared longingly at the old man's fried noodles.

The gas stove flames shot skyward, and the oil in the pan sizzled. I don't know when the old man learned to toss the wok, but even though he was wearing a leather suit, he still tossed the fried noodles in the pan half a meter high like a dragon. He even ignited the oil in the pan, but the old man extinguished it with vinegar from a screaming bottle.

The fragrant noodles were poured into the bowl, the spiciness of scallions and garlic intertwined with the rich aroma of soy sauce, along with a hint of charred fragrance, filling one's nostrils.

A large group of children kept glancing sideways, their Adam's apples bobbing up and down, clearly they were craving it.

Meanwhile, a person dressed in an Obik suit was arranging the fried noodles onto plates. Since they were for children, each serving was small, about an ounce or two. But it was free, and the children didn't have big appetites, so the portion size was just right.

"Come on, everyone gets some Ultraman fried noodles. Children, line up one by one." The little knight in the Obik suit immediately distributed the plated fried noodles to everyone, and the children lined up at the little dragon girl's request.

"Young Master Ayan, I'd like that plate!"

"Young Master Yan, I want this plate with lots of meat!"

"Young Master Ayan, I want this!"

……

The children's calls of "Young Master Ayan" even gave Xue Lude a sense of time travel—had he really traveled through time and entered a tokusatsu drama?

Xue Dinglu probably finally understood why so many people liked coming here. Even he himself felt like he was in a dream. The children here were so happy, it was as if they had really come to another world.

Even after the initial hype died down, Baiyin Kingdom still managed to maintain a 1/3 full capacity on weekdays, which is an unimaginable figure for a guesthouse. Perhaps the key lies in its immersive and dreamlike atmosphere.

Although Xue's Law doesn't understand business.

Just then, Old Barak, who had temporarily finished his work, saw Xue Luding and immediately greeted him, "Hey, Xue kid!" Little Dragon Girl, who had just received the last serving of fried noodles, also looked over, then downed her noodles in one gulp, her mouth greasy, and said, "Dad!"

Then he headbutted Xue Luding into his arms, rubbing his greasy mouth all over him.

Xue Law: "..."

My blood pressure is a bit high, and I even have the urge to beat up this brat.

"Alright, alright, you can go play first, or go find Fafnir and your aunt. I have some things to talk to the old man about." Xue Dinglu patted the little dragon girl's head and then coaxed her away, leaving the fried noodle stall entirely to the little knight wearing the Obik suit.

Although it's not as well-known as Ultraman, kids who know him call him "Young Master Ayan," while those who don't can call him "Little Monster," which keeps it popular.

Xue Dinglu caught a glimpse of Little Dragon Girl preparing to freeload.

That's true, the amount of fried noodles is just right for a child, but for Little Dragon Girl, it's barely enough to fill a tooth gap. She's the type who can spend an entire day shopping and eating in the mall. At home, while others are holding bowls, she's holding a whole basin...

"What's wrong, kid Xue? You come here and you want to talk to me about something?" The old man was still wearing his Ultraman suit. He seemed to really like the suit, and it felt like he spent most of the day wearing it and parading around.

But it's one of the few hobbies this old man has, so let's indulge him if he likes it. After all, it's not easy for him to have such a good time.

But Xue Dinglu really had something important to say. He came into our meeting room and said, "Old man, I suspect a ghost has come to my side. Can you take a look and see what's going on? And is it a real ghost...?"

After Xue Lude brought the old man to the consciousness space, seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar place, old Barak exclaimed, "What space is this? How did it become like this?"

When he was chained to the Holy Light here, it was empty, there was nothing there, no reference point. But when he came back the second time, a school appeared, and now there is a giant divine tree that blots out the sky, which amazes even this old Deng who has little knowledge.

"Don't interrupt, take a look at this..." Xue Dinglu pulled the female ghost out.

Now the female ghost's body is even more transparent, and while her whole body is twisted, she is as docile as a quail. The holy light's restraint on the undead is still obvious, and even such a female ghost seems to be on the verge of disappearing at any moment.

"A Banshee! A legendary Banshee! Damn it, Xue kid, where did you get this thing? Is your world about to be struck by an undead catastrophe?!" Old Barak immediately bristled and roared in anger.

There are over eight billion people in this world! If a cataclysmic disaster were to break out, that would be truly bizarre, with over eight billion undead in the entire world!

"Don't get excited, don't panic, there won't be a cataclysmic disaster." Xue Dinglu even tried to calm the old man down.

He wouldn't let any danger appear on Earth. Even after he retrieved the female corpse that appeared at the University of Science and Technology of China, Xue Lude checked everyone with holy light and only stopped caring after finding that they would at most have diarrhea.

As for Barak's stress response, Xue's Law could understand it, after all, he had witnessed how the Scourge had gradually transformed the original empire into a living hell.

It's normal for people to have PTSD from the Scourge.

It is now certain that this female ghost is indeed an undead, and even the same kind of undead calamity that once occurred in the empire of Old Barak.

Is there something wrong with this thing becoming the traveler on this trip?
This was the first time Xue Dinglu had ever encountered a traveler from the pure chaotic side. The ones who had come into his consciousness space before were at most neither good nor evil. This was truly a rare sight.

He thought so.

But the old ghost clearly didn't think so. A holy sword appeared on Ultraman's suit, and he roared, "You born evil ghost, I will personally kill you with the Ultra Sword!"

Xue Law: "..."

"No, no, no, old man, don't do this. I need to keep this for myself..." Xue Dinglu immediately stopped old Barak.

The female ghost... or rather, this female demon, has great research value for Xue's Law.

Xue even wanted to try to deduce the planet she was on; if the old man killed her there, it would be a huge loss.

"And Xue, how did the Banshee of the Dead appear here? The conditions for its birth are extremely harsh. It requires a woman to endure great resentment and curses before death, and it also requires extremely strong energy after death for it to have a very small chance of being born. When I was young, I only saw one elite-level Banshee of the Dead, and it almost wiped out my entire squad..." Old Barak said, still staring at the Banshee with great vigilance.

"The Banshee's abilities include distorting cognition, screaming, soul impact, and possessing others to forcibly control their bodies. She is one of the most troublesome types of undead. In the Empire, the damage caused by this legendary banshee is no less than that of the Lich King, and may even be greater."

"Okay, I understand." Xue Dinglu nodded, then said, "Alright, I understand. You can go back to selling fried noodles. I need to deal with this undead banshee first."

"We must not let her escape, or she will unleash a cataclysmic disaster upon the world!"

"I understand."

Xue's Law would not allow the undead calamity to occur in his world, so he decided to start researching the banshee directly.

As for his family still having fun at the guesthouse, Xue Dinglu thought he would go out and meet them after he had thoroughly studied the female demon.

Several hours later, Xue finally found a coordinate on the banshee's body and also understood how the banshee came to be...

She didn't emerge from the refresh time of her own consciousness space, but from the female corpse he had previously dissected...

He arrived at the sacred tree and discovered that a corpse was hanging on it—the very same nameless woman whose body he had buried.

This undead banshee is the soul of the nameless female corpse, born after being nourished by the divine tree. Originally, this banshee would have been completely absorbed by the divine tree, but because the divine tree was sealed and suppressed by Xue Lude, by a twist of fate, the undead virus on her body broke out, and she broke free from the absorption of the divine tree, thus wandering into the academy.

"So, your world also experienced a cataclysmic undead attack? Only you had very little undead curse, the kind that wouldn't turn you into an undead after death, but by some twist of fate, the Divine Tree devoured your corpse, turning you into a banshee?" Xue Dinglu connected all the information. (End of Chapter)