My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

This wraith demon continued to wail as if it had no intelligence.

Xue Dili came to the Divine Tree and saw the corpse hanging on the tree. Originally swollen and decayed after the Giant’s watch, the body was now sucked dry like a mummy.

The Divine Tree is not picky, and can even consume the undead. The problem is, it can’t eat clean, which eventually led to the undead infection erupting, forming this wraith demon.

The Divine Tree remained unmoved, as if driven solely by its instincts.

However, the advantage is that Xue Dili was able to find more information from the female corpse, even though the undead couldn’t speak, it provided a lot of information.

When Xue Dili left the Consciousness Space, he found Old Barak still waiting outside for him.

"What’s up?" Xue Dili asked.

"Why don’t you stay for a meal? Freshly stir-fried." The old guy sat beside Xue Dili, wearing a leather jacket, even resting a hand on his shoulder.

"What?" Xue Dili was suddenly filled with question marks in his head.

"Just discovered that your world has some downsides, overly advanced technology can also result in negative impacts." The old guy said with emotion.

Xue Dili: "?"

"Isn’t that obvious? What’s really going on?"

"I only just realized you’re eating stuff that’s been frozen for years. This is the technology, something that’s a luxury in the Empire. They don’t have the means to freeze food that long, but for you, frozen never tastes as good as fresh. I can whip up some fresh meals here, eat something good." Old Barak patted Xue Dili’s shoulder, as if saying he understood.

Xue Dili: "???"

What did you see? How did it end up looking like I grew up eating the periodic table?

The old guy didn’t say a word, just kept dragging Xue Dili to try his cooking.

In the end, Xue Dili couldn’t resist the old guy’s persuasion, joining the queue at the noodle stall like other kids.

There, parents with kids chatted with Xue Dili: "Young man doesn’t want to eat precooked meals lately, huh? We never thought there’d be such a treasure trove near home, you see, the veggies in Ultraman and the giant’s basket over there, we picked them ourselves. Those noodles are made before our eyes, the wheat is from the fields there; that’s true green and healthy."

Xue Dili: "..."

Looking at these seemingly successful parents, Xue Dili covered his forehead.

He just felt the world was so diverse. For him, this was just a fairy-tale rural scene, basically restoring the medieval landscape in fairy tales, just for fun.

Do you really find fresh veggies here that amazing?

Xue Dili could only offer a slightly awkward yet polite smile.

Maybe they’ve never seen a farm in their lives, just here to experience life...

It soon came to his turn, Xue Dili tasted the stir-fried noodles, indeed eye-opening. Old Barak’s skill was passable, but the flavor of the ingredients was imbued with a fairy-tale essence.

He then felt that the food here had traces of magical residue! This flavor was unique to the magically induced crop varieties, akin to popping candy and carbonated cola, only this magic was so weak it casually got neutralized with enzymes.

The benefit is, after eating, there’s a unique feeling of excitement and comfort.

Is this compliant? Would it be categorized with weird stuff?

Xue Dili ate bite after bite, savoring the weak burst of magic power, which was so faint that previously Xue Dili couldn’t sense it; only sensitive organs like taste buds could barely feel it.

"Dad, are you going home today? If so, we’ll pack up soon and head home." Little Dragon Lady said.

"Yes, but I can’t play with you for now, you go have fun first." Xue Dili rubbed Little Dragon Lady’s hair hard, instantly turning her smooth hair into a bird’s nest.

The eldest daughter huffed angrily, but it was harmless to Xue Dili, who continued to rub, teasingly.

...

Consciousness Space, secret chamber, the tied-up banshee...

The corpse didn’t leave enough information, but the undead certainly did.

It’s quite normal, the corpse soaked too long in the water room, its entire material destroyed by Earth’s microbes, but the soul wasn’t.

Although according to Old Barak, the undead might not be the original soul, more likely just a monster inheriting the original body’s memories, even if the memories are the same, the identity is different, so the feedback and consciousness are different—not the previous soul.

Maybe this argument makes sense, as Xue Dili actually found information about her hometown from the banshee!

More precisely, it was found in the "undead factor" on her body, where Xue Dili, following Old Barak’s suggestion, discovered coordinates to another world.

But looking at this coordinate, Xue Dili was instantly puzzled.

He took out a notebook, extracting each coordinate; to avoid forgetting, he recorded a backup, while the system panel left by the Great Sage also recorded a copy.