An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"That doesn't mean there's no drink."

"Tsk." Zeshita looked annoyed.

But then, she tightened her arms around him, leaned close to his ear, and whispered:

"Owner..."

Oh dear...

"Satisfied now? How disgusting..." Silver Dragon snorted softly in his ear.

Ya Feng glanced at Huanwangtong; the phrase "master" had been perfectly recorded.

Alas, this can only be done when the silver dragon is not in a conscious state.

He handed the hangover tea to Yinlong, who held it in both hands, tilted her head back, and gulped it down.

After finishing her drink, she lay quietly on his back for a while, then spoke again:

"Ya Feng..."

What's wrong now?

"I need to pee..."

"..."

Well, thankfully she really listened and resolved the issue directly without saying a word.

"Wait for me a moment."

Ya Feng tapped Xiao Guang on his chest.

"Xiao Guang, wake up and help me find a public restroom nearby."

"Sigh...okay, okay, master."

Xiao Guang had just recovered from hibernation mode and began searching.

"Master, turn left 300 meters ahead, and go straight for 100 meters to find a public restroom."

"Okay, got it."

Ya Feng quickened his pace and arrived at the place Xiao Guang had mentioned.

The lights are still on here in the middle of the night, thanks to the sanitation laws passed a few years ago, which prevented public urination and led to the construction of more than a thousand public toilets throughout the city.

"We're here, get off."

"Get down...why don't you come in with me?"

"That's the women's restroom. If I go in, will I pee with you or help you take off your pants?"

"You can't even do this?"

"If you don't go in and wet your pants, don't blame me."

"I know, I know."

Silver Dragon clicked his tongue, jumped off him, and went into the bathroom.

Ya Feng waited outside.

However, more than ten minutes later, the silver dragon still hadn't appeared.

He had a slight doubt that the guy might have just fallen asleep inside.

He glanced around; the quiet street was deserted.

So he sighed and headed towards the women's restroom.

Of the four toilet stalls, only one door was closed. He casually used a lock-picking spell to open the door.

Sure enough, Yinlong was already sitting on the toilet, head resting against the stall partition, fast asleep, his blue and white underwear still hanging around his ankles...

Ya Feng stared at her for a full ten seconds before finally taking out his Huanwangtong (a type of mobile phone) and capturing the scene on camera.

This gives us another way to control the Silver Dragon in the future.

He silently pulled her underwear up, then picked her up.

"Well..."

Silver Dragon woke up at this moment and looked up at him.

"What are you doing..."

"I'll help you pee."

"what?"

...

"You don't need me to carry it anymore?"

"No need!"

Zeshita stormed off, her face flushed, whether from lingering alcohol or from what happened in the bathroom, it was hard to tell.

After dozing off for a while, Zehita seemed to have woken up a bit, and at least he didn't have to carry her anymore.

"You can stay here and continue on your way. I'll head back first." She glared at Ya Feng, then spread her wings, preparing to fly into the sky.

"Sigh, you're still not sober. You might get a little disoriented if you fly."

"I want you to take care of it!"

Zehita yelled, then took off, then arced through the night sky, and then plunged headfirst into a park pond a street away.

"Sigh..." Ya Feng sighed.

After pulling Zeshita out of the pond, the silver dragon used a small spell to dry her soaking wet clothes and sat on a park bench, covering his face.

"What's wrong with me tonight... Ouch, my head hurts so much..."

"I guess dragons are intolerant to human alcohol."

"What a joke! Dragon celebrations have always been a time of heavy drinking. A dragon can drink hundreds of barrels without getting drunk. How could mere alcohol possibly affect a dragon?" Zeshita said.

"That means you have a low alcohol tolerance, so you should drink less in the future."

Zeshita gave a low hum, turned her head away, and pursed her lips.

"Hello..." she whispered.

"Just now, I wasn't fully conscious... I didn't do anything strange, did I?"

Chapter 105 I was forcibly kissed! (A new group is now open, welcome to join the discussion)

"Just now, did I do anything strange?" she asked softly, glancing at him furtively.

"Does yelling 'Pikachu, don't run away!' at a passing mouse count?" Ya Feng asked.

"Is it really that strange..."

"Alright, you rest here for a while, I'll go over there and buy you a bottle of hot milk," Ya Feng said.

"understood."

Ya Feng walked towards the vending machine outside the park, took out three daca from his wallet, put them in, and selected hot milk.

Clang! The sound of milk hitting the floor came from inside the vending machine. He bent down, opened the shelf, and took it out.

Just as I was about to go back and lower my head, I suddenly heard a low panting sound.

"Ok?"

He looked toward a deep alley to the side, and his senses told him that something was amiss.

He put the milk away, took out the black wooden cane from his storage bag, and walked into the alley.

He wandered through the dark alley, turning left and right. He didn't activate any lighting spells, but relied solely on his own senses to move forward step by step.

He heard low, labored breathing sounds drifting through the air, mixed with painful groans, and an unsettling odor.

The only time Ya Feng could feel uneasy was from the abyss during his first playthrough, but this aura, though unfamiliar, possessed the same chaotic feeling as the abyss.

What's worse than the abyss is that it's completely unknown.

This caused his progress to slow down unconsciously.

There was a corner ahead, and the panting was getting closer and closer.

He paused for a moment, then abruptly turned around the corner and raised his cane—

This is a dead end, and in the corner, leaning against the wall, is a pink figure.

She had long, pink hair that obscured her face, making it impossible to see her features. Below that was a gorgeous princess-style dress, adorned with silk and bows, with rings of semi-transparent, shimmering brocade at the hem. On her chest, a red heart-shaped gem was shimmering slightly.

When Ya Feng saw her, he felt a sense of disorientation because her clothes were so eerily familiar—it was almost like...it was like...

Magical girl!

Because this is a world of magic, the concept of magical girls doesn't exist here. But now, someone with an incredibly similar appearance is standing in front of him, and Ya Feng even sees a weapon resembling a magic wand next to her.

Moreover, the other person looked to be in very bad shape. There was a dark scratch mark on her shoulder, like the mark of a wild animal attack. The scratch mark carried wisps of purplish-black energy, which was the source of Ya Feng's unease earlier.

He was momentarily confused about the situation.

However, the unease stemmed from her injury, and the other person definitely needed help right now.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Ya Feng stood still and called out to her.

Hearing the voice, the other person gently raised her head. Ya Feng saw her eyes, like rubies, though filled with exhaustion, they still couldn't hide their brilliance.

Moreover... the other person seemed a little incredulous when they saw him...

"How... is it you?"

Ya Feng raised an eyebrow. "You... know me?"

But before he could ask any more questions, a piercing scream came from above. It was a humanoid bird-bodied monster swooping down on him from above.

bass!

A golden light pierced the night; the holy light struck the bird-like creature, halting its descent. It crashed to the ground with a thud, motionless.

"Monsters? Monsters have entered the royal city again? And are they related to her?"

As Ya Feng was pondering this, he suddenly saw the monster he had just "killed" begin to tremble again. He saw the flesh around the hole in its chest writhing and healing little by little, and the bird-man then propped itself up and got to its feet.

They're still alive?

Just as Ya Feng was about to continue his attack, a pink beam of light shot out and hit the birdman, instantly turning the monster into scattered fragments.

He turned his head and saw that the pink-clad magical girl had stood up, holding her wand, leaning against the wall and panting.

"Ugh!" she groaned in pain, as if she had lost all her strength, and fell forward.

Ya Feng immediately stepped forward to help her up.

It was only then that I suddenly noticed how voluptuous she was, and upon closer inspection, I could tell she was probably in her early twenties.

Are there magical girls this old?

Ya Feng's mind began to wander to random thoughts, while the girl in his arms seemed to want to struggle to get off him, but her weak body could do nothing.

"You, run... Your spells are useless against them, only I can... Ugh!"

She clutched her chest, her expression pained.

"What do you mean by our magic... Hey, what about your injury?" Ya Feng shouted.

"Never mind..."

bass!

Ya Feng grabbed her and pulled her back dozens of meters. Then he looked up and saw a tall figure slowly descending from the night sky.

It was a humanoid creature covered in purplish-black feathers, with claw-like legs resembling those of a bird, and four wings sprouting from its back. It had an eagle-like head, but on top of its head was something like a rooster's comb.

The bird opened its beak, but the sound it emitted was extremely high-pitched.

"Oh, so you've found yourself an ally? But no matter how many come, they're just insects."