The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

Note: This is the response from all of humanity to you.

Xue Law: “?”

No, don't hurt me! Take it away! Take it away! Go away, go away! Take it back! Quack! Eek!

Xue's Law has disappeared from this world.

Looking at the blessing with despair, Xue Dinglu's expression had become extremely abstract, to the point that it would be perfectly natural for him to have stepped into the world-famous painting "The Scream" and play the protagonist.

Is this buff strong? Yes, it's very strong. This kind of buff that unconditionally and directly increases the base stats is simply the best buff.

The downside is that this thing increases charm!

He has already caused many bizarre incidents because of his strange charm.

Xue Falun thought so.

Originally, he could only be described as an ordinary, sunny young man, at most with the looks of a tokusatsu drama protagonist. But I don't know when it started, was it after learning about holy light? Or after returning from Greece?

It's as if I've suddenly become a "succubus," and everyone suddenly treats me differently.

As time went on, this strange allure grew stronger and stronger. If this protection were applied again, Xue's Law dared not even imagine what would happen.

Perhaps he could understand the reason behind this; it was because after learning the Holy Light spell, his life underwent a fundamental change and improvement, and after returning from Greece, this sublimation of life took another step forward.

This is what caused such changes in his body.

However, he really doesn't like this blessing now. His charm is already strange enough. Fortunately, it's only the opposite sex who are sensitive to him now. If it gets any more intense, he'll be scared, like he's back in ancient Greece. He'll worry that someone will force him to his knees and drag him back.

However, Alayer only appeared for a moment before Xue returned to his old home in the main world.

In front of the living room, portraits of the deceased were displayed in the mourning hall. Xue Dinglu looked at the electronic incense that had been turned on and the slightly messy hall. He scratched his head and said, "Aunt, let's tidy up the living room first."

……

Xue's house is a typical three-story building on a residential plot.

That is, the first floor has a living room and a small room, the second floor is a large bedroom, and the third floor is a storage room.

Previously, Xue Law lived on the second floor. The third floor was theoretically completely abandoned, and the small bedroom on the first floor was basically filled with clutter. When Xue Law went up there again, he could see a thick layer of dust on the ground.

He tidied up the place and gave it to his aunt to live in.

After finishing all the work, Xue Dinglu simply materialized his imagination into a simple bed, a desk, and a sofa, and then stopped decorating.

Then I prepared a computer and a TV.

When he stepped out of the room, he saw a few simple home-cooked dishes laid out in the middle of the living room, and his aunt seemed to be asleep on the table.

She always seemed like this, lethargic, and always looking like she hadn't slept all day.

Perhaps it's the unique sense of time of the immortal species, but she is no longer as lively as she was thousands of years ago. Although she looks only in her thirties now, her personality and lifestyle are just like those of a seventy or eighty-year-old.

In another Xue Law's memory, she seemed to have always been like this, living in a daze since childhood. Once, that doctor Xue Law got up early in the morning and found her asleep on the sofa, so he woke her up.

She simply said, "It's only been 12 hours, I just dozed off for a bit."

“Hey, Auntie! Auntie!” Xue Dinglu nudged her shoulder.

She slowly got up, her eyes still blurry with sleep, her graying hair hanging down, and her pupils so cloudy that they were almost invisible.

"Xiao Lu, you should eat first. You've been a bit tired lately, so Auntie will take a nap." She pointed to the two dishes and soup on the table and went back to sleep.

Xue Dinglu shook his head.

He was certain that the woman had forgotten she had come to another world; she thought she was still in her original home.

Because in her other self's memory, she was like this most of the time, as if she had completely lost her sense of time.

Xue Dinglu didn't let her fall asleep directly on the dining table in the living room. Instead, he gently picked her up, placed her on the bed in the bedroom, and covered her with a blanket.

"The TV remote is here, the computer doesn't have a password, the kettle is on the bedside table, and the bottled water is in the living room," Xue Dinglu began.

"Oh……"

When Xue returned to the living room, he suddenly scratched his head. Wait a minute, he hadn't actually known this Circe for very long, but he suddenly had the illusion that they had been together since childhood and depended on each other for survival.

So much so that I just habitually did those things.

Looking at the dishes on the table, he saw simple home-style dishes: shredded potatoes, stir-fried green beans, and tomato and egg soup. They were all his favorite home-style dishes. He tasted them and found that even the saltiness suited his taste.

It's a really strange sense of déjà vu.

He then stopped dwelling on it; since things had come to this, he decided to eat first.

In the living room, the electronic candles emitted a faint glow. Xue Dinglu, as usual, prepared to offer his prayers, but suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing. He slapped his forehead and realized that no new memorial tablets had been added this time.

But Old Austin did not die. He is now presumably at Boston University researching the spells of summoning Heroes, continuing his work as an astronomer, and providing logistical support to the Greek heroes.

Perhaps soon, he will also be hired by Xue Dinglu to become a "magic teacher" in the magic academy within his consciousness space.

Although Old Austin was only a novice in magic, he was a mystic for decades, and his talent in the arrangement and research of rituals was at least comparable to, or even surpassed, that of Old Watson of Silver City.

Therefore, Xue Lude felt that he was more than qualified to be a professor of rituals or simply a researcher of basic magic.

Speaking of which, the magic academy in the consciousness space has gained a total of 78 Noble Phantasms, most of which are D-rank, belonging to spears and shields that embody the martial arts of those old Greek friends. The remaining Noble Phantasms are mostly C-rank, which will not be of much use to Xue's Law now.

However, he accepted his friends' kindness and reciprocated by giving them a Kamen Rider belt as a gift.

"I should build a special treasure room and put all the treasures there. I may not need them, but my future students might find them useful," Xue Dinglu thought to himself.

Future students may directly possess the right to use a certain Noble Phantasm, inherit the dream of that Noble Phantasm's former owner, and then go even further.

Xue's Law will also record the life stories of each Noble Phantasm's owner here, including the Cursed Blood, the Birdman Armor, and the Holy Sword of Salvation.

I don't know how long I was busy in the consciousness space before I finally finished.

When Xue returned home, it was already late at night. He suddenly heard the sound of a TV commercial playing in his aunt's room. He peeked in and found that his aunt was not in bed, but was leaning on the sofa watching TV.

She was facing the television, but her eyes were closed; she was asleep.

Xue shook his head, preparing to turn off the TV, when his aunt suddenly said, "Leave the TV here, I'm not asleep, I'll watch some TV..."

After saying that, she seemed to continue leaning back on the sofa, as if in a half-dreaming, half-awake state.

Xue Law: "..."

She was indeed asleep, but her sleep seemed very light. She said she was watching TV, but it seemed she was just listening to the sound and didn't care what was on TV at all. She would wake up immediately if there was any noise outside.

Xue Dinglu couldn't understand this lifestyle habit. However, when he left, he set up a soundproof barrier for the entire room, making it difficult for outside sounds to enter while the sounds inside the room remained unaffected.

"Okay, goodnight."

After leaving his aunt's bedroom, he looked at the altar.

Xue Daolu suddenly conjured up a portrait of the old man who loved craftsmanship and placed it aside.

Since we're already here, let's at least set up a table.

After saying that, he bowed three times to the old man who loved his craft.

With another person in the family, everything seems to have changed, yet nothing seems to have changed at all.

Xue Dinglu returned to his room on the second floor. He looked at his computer, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

Oh no, the autographed photo of "Daigo" is still in the funeral hall; it wasn't given to the deceased.

Xue Dinglu rubbed his temples. It was no use remembering it; back then, this thing was in the main world, and he didn't have that much time.

And there's another important thing: a small seed appeared in Xue's palm. It was the gold coin that had been dropped from old man Brington, and it was Qi Jiela's last seed!

He had almost forgotten about it. In the end, he completely crushed Brinton with a single punch, his soul scattered and he was beyond dead. But the seed of Zijera still stubbornly survived.

In the end, Xue's Law decided to contain this dangerous thing, since releasing it could cause an apocalyptic disaster.

"Mom, does the seed of Zigela also exist underground in Boston in this world?" Xue Law asked the world consciousness.

"Yes, I need to throw it into other parallel worlds every 30 million years, but that's still not a permanent solution. It will grow back after 30 million years."

Xue Law: "..."

Looks like I'll have to make some time to go to Boston; he needs to deal with this thing, no matter what.

Chapter 205 Accidentally Entering a Chat Group

Xue Lude studied the seed of the Zigera very late into the night; it was the most dangerous thing he brought out after this mission.

It could even be said that it was the most dangerous item he encountered after embarking on this path.

If placed in any world, it would become a level 5 life form. Such a level of existence would be akin to a dimensional reduction attack for any civilization.

Even Mother Earth cannot destroy it; she can only periodically transfer this thing to other parallel worlds.

This thing can even produce unexpected life fruits by absorbing the souls of an entire world, allowing people to ascend directly to "quasi-5th rank".

Once this kind of information is released, anyone else in the universe who knows about it will desperately try to spread it to other planets and reap the rewards. It's not that Xue's Law is overthinking things; it's just human nature.

The path to a near-5th rank is right in front of us, and no one will give it up. The only cost is a few billion lives on a planet.

Xue's Law has never believed in the morality of dog breeds, and perhaps this price is not even considered a price by many people.

It wasn't until late at night that Xue Dinglu placed the seed in the magic academy within his consciousness space, even setting up countless sealing barriers on the outer layer, before he could finally sleep peacefully.

……

Meanwhile, in the world of the old undead.

"Alola, Alola, look what treasures Grandpa brought back..." The old undead, transformed into a short sword, proudly teleported his phone and power bank to his granddaughter, then seemed to be asking for praise.

Alora: "?"

"I went to that world again, met Xue Xiaozi, and even turned into light there. I fought the evil god for three hundred rounds, and finally defeated the evil god in Shining Mode with the power of friendship, bonds, and dreams, saving the world!" The old undead boasted to his granddaughter with great enthusiasm about his experiences.

Alora: "???"

Seeing his granddaughter's bewildered expression, the old ghost, now a short sword, suddenly realized that his granddaughter seemed to know nothing at all.

"Hey, I have some good news for you. This magical artifact was given to me by Xue. It contains the coordinates of their world."

Alora: "!"

"We've found the coordinates. All we need to do now is perfect the inter-world teleportation magic circle. I have experience with this; I've completed a teleportation circle before. We should be able to get there in less than a year," the old undead said happily.

He knew that this was the good news his granddaughter wanted to hear.

However, now that they have found the coordinates, there is no need for them to rush.

"Alola, you haven't seen Ultraman, have you? This is Xue's world... uh, their world's true hero! I just transformed into one. Come on, let me show you something interesting..."

After saying that, the old ghost handed the phone to Alora and told her how to use it and how to open the video.

Alora scrolled through all the Ultraman videos on the screen, staring at the giants with strange patterns. Her pupils darted around, and suddenly, she seemed to see a strange film.

It's not Ultraman, but a movie called "The Legend of the Heavenly Thunder," or even more than one movie.

"What is this?" she asked the only old ghost who knew a little about it.

"Uh..." The old ghost looked at the Heavenly Thunder Record, scratching his head, having no idea what it was.

"See? Since Xue put this on his phone, there must be a reason." The old ghost said, and with his sword in hand, he opened "The Chronicles of Heavenly Thunder" in the inn and began reading...

……

Xue Dinglu felt like he was having a very deep dream. In the dream, he wore a white mask and seemed to be shrouded in mist.

"A newcomer has arrived?" A sudden voice rang out, sending a chill down Xue Dinglu's spine as if it were coming from the abyss.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a strange place.

Everything here seemed shrouded in mist. More than ten people were gathered around a round table, each of them covered in mist, making them difficult to see clearly; only their general silhouettes could be discerned.

At that moment, more than ten people seemed to be looking at him, as if they were waiting for something.

"Newcomer, this is the Black Mist Council. We are an organization that has received the inheritance of the Great Will and was established to achieve the goals of the Great Will." The figure on the main seat, whose face was not visible, seemed to be the leader, and he spoke.

Xue Law: “?”

Where did he come from? Is this still Earth?

Also, your chat group looks like it's full of black fog and shadows, it doesn't look like a good thing. Is it really okay to bring this successor of light into the group?

Then, the person in the main seat continued, "You can ask questions twice for free. After that, all of us will have to pay a price for exchanging information."

The entire meeting fell silent, as if everyone was waiting for his response.

"Um, what is the Great Will?" Xue asked.