My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

The aroma of the noodles wafted into the bowl, with the spicy fragrance of scallions and garlic intertwining with the rich soy sauce, accompanied by a hint of charred aroma, penetrating straight into one’s nostrils.

A large group of children frequently glanced over, their Adam’s apples moving up and down, clearly craving it.

Meanwhile, a person dressed in an Obik costume placed servings of fried noodles on plates, since it was for the children, each portion was small, probably less than one or two ounces, but it was free, and the children’s appetites weren’t large, so this amount was just right.

"Come, come, come, Ultraman fried noodles for everyone, children line up and come one by one." The little knight in the Obik costume immediately distributed the plate-served fried noodles one by one, as the children lined up under Little Dragon Lady’s request.

"Young Master Yan, I want that one!"

"Young Master Yan, I want the one with more meat!"

"Young Master Yan, I want this one!"

...

Among the children’s cries of "Young Master Yan," Xue Dili even felt a sense of crossing over, wondering if he really had crossed over to a tokusatsu show?

Perhaps Xue Dili now understood why so many people liked to come here, even he had this dream-like feeling that those children seemed genuinely happy as if they had arrived in an Otherworld.

Even after the heat passed, Silver Country could still guarantee that a third of the weekdays were filled to capacity, which was unimaginable for a guesthouse. Perhaps it was the immersion and dream-like experience that was key.

Despite not understanding business, Xue Dili now understood.

At this moment, Old Barak, who had temporarily wrapped up, saw Xue Dili and immediately greeted, "Hey, Xue boy!"

The Little Dragon Lady who just grabbed the last portion of fried noodles also looked over, and then gobbled up the noodles in her hands, speaking with an oily mouth, "Daddy!"

Then, she headbutted into Xue Dili’s embrace, smearing oil all over him.

Xue Dili: "..."

His blood pressure was a bit high, even entertaining the thought of teaching this cheeky child a lesson.

"Alright, alright, you go play, or directly find Fafnir and auntie, I have some matters to discuss with the old man." Xue Dili patted Little Dragon Lady’s head, then coaxed her away, leaving the fried noodle stall entirely to the little knight in the Obik costume.

Even though its popularity wasn’t as high as Ultraman, the recognized children would call out "Young Master Yan," and those who didn’t recognize would still call out "Little Monster," keeping the place buzzing.

Xue Dili noticed from the corner of his eye that Little Dragon Lady was already ready to munch and drink.

Indeed, this portion of noodles was just right for children, but for Little Dragon Lady, it was like filling a tooth gap; she could spend an entire day eating and shopping in the mall, at home she eats while others hold bowls, she holds a basin...

"What’s up? Xue boy, coming over just to chat with me?" The old fellow still wore his Ultraman costume, he seemed quite fond of it, always feeling like he wore it for most of the day while wandering about.

But it’s just one of his rare hobbies, if he likes it, let it be, after all, it’s good to indulge once in a while.

However, Xue Dili really did have serious business. He entered our conference room and said, "Old man, I suspect a ghost has come to me, can you check what’s going on? And is this a real ghost?"

Xue Dili brought the old man into the Consciousness Space, upon seeing this familiar yet strange place, Old Barak exclaimed, "Is this that space? How has it become like this now?"

Back then when he was tied with Holy Light chains here, it was empty, with nothing, no points of reference, but the second time he came, a school appeared, and now a giant Divine Tree that covered the sky and sun had emerged, leaving even the unsophisticated Old Deng in awe.

"Stop interrupting, take a look at this..." Xue Dili pulled out the female ghost.

Now the ghost’s body was even more transparent, her entire being twisted, while obedient like a quail, the restraint of Holy Light on the undead remained evident, even such a ghost seemed ready to vanish at any moment.

"Wraith Demon! And a Legendary Level Wraith Demon! Damn it, Xue boy, where did you find this thing, could it be your world is about to face an undead apocalypse!" Old Barak immediately turned hair-raisingly anxious.

This world has more than eight billion people! If an undead apocalypse breaks out, it would be astonishing, it could produce more than eight billion undead!

"Don’t get excited, don’t react, an undead apocalypse won’t break out." Xue Dili even had to calm the old man down.

He wouldn’t let danger arise on Earth, even when the corpse that appeared at Ke University was recovered by himself, Xue Dili performed Holy Light inspection on everyone, finding that at most they would suffer diarrhea and then he let it be.

As for old Barak’s reaction, Xue Dili could understand, considering he had witnessed how the undead apocalypse gradually turned the former Empire completely into Mortal World’s Purgatory.

It’s normal to have PTSD from the undead apocalypse.

Now it can be confirmed, this ghost is indeed undead, even exactly the same undead apocalypse that once occurred in old Barak’s Empire.

Could this thing become this journey’s traveler, is there some issue?

Xue Dili had never before seen a purely Chaos Side traveler, those who previously entered his Consciousness Space were usually at least somewhat mixed entities, this was truly peculiar.

He thought this way.

Meanwhile, the old undead clearly didn’t think this way, Ultraman costume appearing a Holy Light Greatsword, directly shouting: "Innately evil undead, I’ll now personally use Ultraman Light Saber to slay you!"

Xue Dili: "..."

"No, no, old man, don’t do that, this is useful to me..." Xue Dili immediately stopped old Barak at this moment.

The ghost... or rather this Wraith Demon, for Xue Dili it holds significant research value.

Xue Dili even wanted to attempt tracing back to her planet, if old Barak killed her here, it would really be a great loss.

"Also, Xue boy, how did the Wraith Demon appear here? This entity’s birth requirements are extremely strict, needing a female to endure great resentment and curses before death, and even after death, immense energy is required, only then is there a slight chance of creation. When I was young, encountering an Elite Level Wraith Demon nearly wiped out my team..." Old Barak said, still cautiously staring at this Banshee.

"The abilities of Wraith Demons include distorting perception, screaming, soul impact, and forcibly possessing and controlling others’ bodies, among the most troublesome category of undead. In the Empire, the damage caused by this Legendary Level Banshee would be no less than that of the Witch Demon King, perhaps even more."

"Alright, understood." Xue Dili nodded, then said, "Alright, I got it, you can go back to selling fried noodles, I need to handle this Wraith Demon first."

"Absolutely, don’t let her escape, or else it would spark an undead apocalypse in this world!"

"Got it."

Xue Dili wouldn’t let an undead apocalypse occur in his world, thus he prepared to start researching this Banshee immediately.

As for the family still having fun at the guesthouse, Xue Dili thought he would meet them after thoroughly researching the Banshee.

A few hours later, Xue Dili finally found a coordinate from the Banshee’s body, and also understood how this Banshee came to be...

She hadn’t appeared through the time refreshing mechanism of his Consciousness Space, but it was the corpse he previously dissected...

He arrived at the Divine Tree, discovering it actually hung the corpse he had buried, the unmarked female corpse.

And this Wraith Demon was the soul of that nameless female corpse, born after receiving the Divine Tree’s nourishment. Actually, originally this Banshee would’ve been completely absorbed by the Divine Tree, yet because Xue Dili’s suppression and seal on the Divine Tree, she inadvertently erupted with undead virus, broke free from the Divine Tree’s absorption, and thus wandered into the academy.

"So, your world also faced an undead apocalypse? Only, you have minimal undead curse, not enough to transform into undead after death type, but inadvertently the Divine Tree consumed your corpse, thus turning you into a Wraith Demon?" Xue Dili pieced together all the information.