I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

Afterwards, through the [Host Interference] function of the chat group, he injected the pure unconscious [soul] that he had prepared long ago into it.

"Drip-drip-drip-"

Looking at the new clones gradually appearing with brainwave wavelengths on the virtual projection screen, Duanmulian continued to operate on the operating table with both hands.

He transferred his new consciousness into a super-large quantum computer network.

In that virtual world, he will experience everything that Duanmu Lian experienced in his [previous life]. When everything is over, he will be processed and can become a brand new Duanmu Lian.

"Haha, you demoted me from the chat group owner to a member."

Looking at the newborn child in front of him who had already entered the nurturing period, Duan Mulian let out a long sigh of relief, and then said to himself: "Transfer 90% of the authority to [Duan Mulian], and when I die, hand it all over to him."

He was dying, but he still had a little time.

In this last little bit of time, he no longer needs to continue working or taking risks.

He spent his entire life walking on this path, and experienced a lot along the way.

He had done everything he could.

He only had a little life left.

So, what to do with the remaining time?

"As expected, relaxing is not suitable for me. It is most appropriate for an adventurer to die on the last adventure road..."

After thinking it over, Duanmulian took one last look at the 'self' in the petri dish, and a carefree and relieved smile appeared on her face.

He already had a decision in his mind.

I will use my life to pave a way for my future self. This is also the hope that I will not die in the Novice Village.

Let him die in the unknown new world.

[When you wake up, all the truth is in the space. I am going to a new world. Just think of me as your senior who bears the dangers of your novice period for you.]

[When I die, you will personally reclaim my soul. ]

After leaving this message, Duanmulian packed up her things, opened the [Gate to the World], and stepped inside.

The eyelids of the young Duan Mulian in the culture dish trembled slightly.

Although his consciousness was experiencing a past life in the virtual world, the resonance of their souls made him feel a deep, heavy and complex feeling.

……

The unknown new world, Earth.

Duanmulian, who has been in this world for several years, has traveled almost all over the world.

He was looking for the specialness of this world and the mystery it possessed.

However, after traveling across most of the world, he did not find anything extraordinary that belonged to this world.

Super powers, no.

High tech, no.

Supernatural, no.

Duanmu Lian, who had been searching tirelessly in this world for several years, finally stopped.

He was sure that there was nothing special about this world, so he was not discouraged.

After all, this kind of thing has happened before, and he never returns empty-handed.

Even if there are no special resources in the current world, we can still look at the universe and the souls of all mankind to do some collection work.

However, let the freshman himself do the basic work.

Thinking this way, Duanmu Lian found a place in Japan and began his life of retirement and waiting for death.

Today, the weather is very clear and it is a sunny day.

In the spacious yard of his own home, Duanmulian lay in his comfortable rocking chair with his eyes closed, a high-tech pillow behind his neck allowing him to quickly fall into a deep sleep, enjoying the warm rays of the sun.

Although he looks like a handsome young man with blue hair, he gives people the feeling of those old men in the countryside who are unwilling to move and exude a decadent and peaceful atmosphere.

This is the contradictory impression felt by almost everyone in this world who has seen Duanmulian.

The same is true for Mia and her sister.

As neighbors on the same street, everyone knew this strange man.

"Sister, that man is so weird. He lies on a recliner every day, basking in the sun and sleeping like an old grandfather."

A beautiful girl with long golden hair tied into cute twin ponytails was looking at the 'young grandfather' basking in the sun in the yard with her amethyst-like eyes, full of curiosity and scrutiny.

She remembered that the other person was called Duanmulian, a strange person who had moved in half a year ago and lived the life of an old grandfather, holding his own teacup every day.

The man did not have the mature aura that attracted girls, but rather a ripe, rotten, and decadent aura.

Meiya found it strange that he could get along well with the old men nearby even though he was a young man.

“Meiya, you can’t say bad things about others behind their backs. Mr. Duanmu looks like someone who has been through a lot.”

The blonde beauty, who looked similar to Meiya but more mature, gently raised her hand and tapped her sister on the head.

Mia, with a look of dissatisfaction in her eyes, covered her head, pouted her lips and muttered:

"I didn't say anything bad. He is obviously like that."

Duanmulian, who was not far away, woke up from a deep sleep, yawned, put the pillow under her head into the subspace equipment, then turned over and continued to bask in the sun.

As for the whispers of the two sisters outside the house, he heard them clearly, but he just didn't care at all.

He is now a guy who is waiting for death in peace. His only pleasure now is to recall the things he has experienced in his life, which is a revolving door in advance.

If possible, he would like to meet his new self and see his afterlife self with his own eyes.

Originally, he had planned to use his own life to help his new self explore what the new world was like.

It turned out to be a very ordinary world.

Even though he used his satellite to observe the entire world every night, he still did not find any supernatural phenomena or creatures.

Since he didn't find it, he could only enjoy the last moments of his life.

……

"I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out to be different. I was a young man traveling."

Humming a poem, Duanmu Lian, who had bought a lot of ingredients, began to cook today's lunch.

The imitation Yongling Knife in his hand cut the vegetables and meat at a regular and fast speed. Every cut ingredient was like a flying building block, and soon accumulated into a uniform size, thickness, and shape.

One by one, the glowing dishes were taken out of the pot and placed in the living room.

Reincarnation spring rolls, shark fin sausage, crispy roast suckling pig, boneless chicken soup, golden fried rice, seafood fried rice...

Because besides being a scientist, I am also a martial artist and I eat a lot.

"—!"

However, when Duan Mulian was cooking the last dish, her hands that were flipping the wok suddenly stopped, and her eyes, which were as cloudy as an old man's, suddenly showed a cold light.

He felt a strange wave and heard screams, cries and shouts coming from outside the house, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Even inexplicable explosions.

There was no warning, it just happened out of the blue.

"Wow! It smells so good and tastes so good! What kind of food is this? I've never eaten it before!!!"

Listening to the girl's voice, Duan Mulian, holding a tray, came to her living room with an expressionless face.

At a glance, I saw a girl with long red hair, blue eyes and fashionable clothes appear in the living room.

At this moment, he was sitting at the dining table in the living room, eating and drinking the delicious food made by Duan Mu Lian with shining eyes.

“Chew~Chew~…Hmm, is this the delicacy you made?”

The red-haired, blue-eyed girl had blood and food residue on the corners of her mouth. When she saw Duan Mulian coming out of the kitchen with a tray of food, her eyes suddenly lit up.

It was as if he had discovered some treasure.

Duan Mulian calmly brought the dinner plate to the table and sat down opposite the red-haired girl.

His acute five senses allowed him to hear many screams outside the house, and also let him smell the strong smell of blood on the girl in front of him, especially in her mouth.

"I made this dish, who are you?"

Feeling the other party's extraordinaryness, Duanmulian asked in a clear and calm voice while eating golden fried rice.

Hearing Duan Mulian's words, the red-haired girl looked at him with admiration, swallowed the delicious food in her mouth, and replied with a smile:

"Originally I would disdain to communicate with food, but I have decided to let you be my cook. From now on, you will prepare food for me and make delicious food for me."

"……food?"

After drinking a large bowl of chicken soup, which stimulated the stomach's qi and blood to speed up absorption and digestion, Duanmulian looked up at the girl in front of her with a little bit of nostalgia in her eyes.

He remembered that he had also met some guys who ate humans in the Tokyo Ghoul World.

And this girl in front of me can eat normal food. Are humans even on her menu?

"Oh, yes. Although I'm like you guys... um... I call you humans, right?"

The red-haired girl devoured the delicious food on the table, her eyes narrowed in joy because of the deliciousness. She smiled faintly and said, "Although I look a lot like you humans, I am a completely different species from you. It's hard to explain in words, but I am a higher race than humans."

"The screams outside..."

Duan Mu Lian put down his bowl and chopsticks, drank a glass of water, and after getting enough water, he listened to the screams outside and continued to ask.

The red-haired girl replied casually:

"Well, my kind are hunting."

"Cannibalism?"

"It's not just cannibalism. We travel through the world and devour the world. We come to this world for only one purpose, which is to eat all the creatures in the world. After eating all the creatures in this world, we will move on to the next world."

You asked me and I answered for such a long time that the red-haired girl who claimed to be a superior race found that the atmosphere of her conversation with Duanmulian was always a little weird.

She looked up and down at the human in front of her with surprise. Why couldn't she sense any tension or fear from him?

It's obvious that the humans in this world are nothing special except that they have more developed brains and can use props.

"So you broke into my house to hunt for food?"

Duan Mulian crossed her hands under her chin, lowered her eyes, and her throat was filled with sorrow.

Let out bursts of hoarse low laughter.

His corrupt heart and spirit gradually began to become active.

I didn’t expect it. I really didn’t expect it.

I originally thought that this world was a magic-free world where no supernatural factors existed, but now I have encountered a special group that can travel through the world.

"Haha, don't worry, as long as you cook for me, I won't eat you."

A slightly dazzling smile appeared on the red-haired girl's delicate face, and she licked her lips.

When she first entered this house, she was here to hunt.

As a result, after smelling the delicious aroma in the living room, I started to enjoy it right away.

But after seeing Duanmulian coming out of the kitchen with delicious food, she decided not to eat him. She wanted this man who could cook delicious food to prepare the food for her and make delicious dishes.

She had been in several worlds in a row and felt that she was tired of eating. This was the first time she had eaten such delicious food.

"Wow, you are a superior race that claims to be superior to others. Please show me what qualifications you have to be a superior race."

In a breath, the whites of Duanmulian's eyes turned into a deep dark color, and the muscles on his body instantly became swollen, tight and ferocious.

Nandou Thousand Demons Killer!!!

With a wave of his hand, silver lines seemed to cross the void.

"you……"

The red-haired girl, who claimed to be of a superior race, stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, and then cut marks immediately appeared on her face and body.

Puff puff puff puff puff! ! ! !

Like a net-like cutting line, blood continuously spurted out from the cuts made by the red-haired girl.