Online trash talk is one thing, but who wouldn't want a bite of a Nezha Burger in real life?

A long line formed in front of Su Yun's cart.

Relying on his handmade industrial syrup and tech-heavy mystery meat patties, he completed his primitive capital accumulation in just one morning.

Noon. The sun blazed high.

Su Yun wiped his hands, turned, and walked toward the nearby general store—its business dismal, its owner green with envy.

"Boss, let's talk business."

Su Yun slammed a heavy pouch of Silver Soul Coins onto the counter with a clang.

"This money is yours. This shop is mine. You have half an hour. Take your people and your goods, and disappear."

The shopkeeper opened the pouch, stared at the gleam inside, and nearly popped his eyes out.

This money was enough for him to open two shops!

"Right away, sir! This humble one will scram! Scramming now!"

Two in the afternoon. The shop was cleared, the door shut tight.

"Calling Special Command Engineering Unit."

Su Yun stood in the middle of the empty shop, pressing his earpiece.

"Activate Infrastructure Maniac Mode. Target: Standardized fast-food flagship store fit-out. Are the supplies ready?"

"Received. Modular decoration package has been stacked at Transfer Station Zero. Please retrieve at your convenience, 001."

Su Yun sighed, rolling his wrists and cracking his neck.

"Fine. Gotta do the grunt work myself."

He walked to the spacious open area behind the shop, then slashed his right hand through the air.

Whoosh—

The air shuddered violently. A portal tore open out of nowhere.

Beyond it, building materials and towering stacks of supply crates were faintly visible.

Su Yun plunged into the portal. A few seconds later, he dragged out a huge silver metal box, panting.

"This is a prefabricated integrated wall panel... huff... heavy as hell."

Then he turned and dove back in, shuttling between the two worlds, trip after trip.

Rolls of high-grade anti-slip flooring, disassembled stainless steel kitchen modules, massive tempered glass panels—Su Yun hauled them all out of the light portal by brute force.

No bricklayers needed. No waiting for paint to dry.

"Xiao Wu! Stop gawking and come lend a hand!"

Su Yun tossed a wall panel to Xiao Wu, who stood there dumbfounded.

"You've got strength. You're in charge of slapping these onto the walls! Like building blocks, got it?"

And so, the mighty hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit was reduced to a decoration laborer, clicking together this industrial miracle from another world.

Seven in the evening.

Night fell. Notting City sank into its usual gloom, only a few scattered candles flickering in the wind.

Just then.

Click.

Su Yun flipped the main power switch.

Buzz—!!

A domineering, pure, utterly unreasonable white light tore through the darkness in an instant!

The brand-new shop was like a glowing box that had fallen from the heavens.

Light poured through the massive floor-to-ceiling glass windows, flooding the street wildly, illuminating a thirty-meter radius as bright as day!

Above the shop, a massive illuminated sign lit up, depicting a cartoon boy riding Wind Fire Wheels and holding a burger, with four devilishly catchy red characters beside him—

[Nezha Burger]

"Holy crap! What is that?!"

"So bright! Did the sun fall down?!"

"That wall... is it transparent? Oh my god, so clean! So high-class!"

People talked tough online, but in real life, who didn't want a bite of Nezha Burger?

This kind of light pollution and industrial aesthetic, far beyond their era, was nothing short of a dimensionality reduction strike against Notting City's natives.

Eight in the evening.

A line stretching nearly a hundred meters had already formed in front of the Nezha Burger shop.

At the very end of the line stood two figures—one old, one young—looking distinctly out of place.

The old man was a white-robed elder whose robes were spotless, his hair and beard pure white, his posture straight as a sword.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze indifferent, and the crowd around him instinctively gave him a three-foot berth.

This was none other than the jade pillar propping up the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Sword Douluo Chenxin.

The young one was a little girl of about six.

She wore an exquisite light-green puffy dress, a jewel-studded hairpin in her hair, and her skin was as fair and delicate as a porcelain doll.

It was Ning Rongrong, who had snuck out to play.

"Grandpa Sword! How much longer do we have to wait!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, stomping her delicate little leather shoes hard enough to shake the ground.

"That shop is so bright! Even brighter than our Glazed Hall! And that smell is amazing! I can already smell the sweetness!"

She stood on tiptoe, staring longingly at the glowing sign.

"Nezha? Who's that? Does he eat burgers too? I want some! I want it right now!"

Chenxin looked at his little princess's greedy expression, helplessly crouched down, and coaxed her with doting affection.

"Rongrong, be good. Since we're out, we have to follow the rules. Grandpa will queue with you; it'll be our turn soon."

A titled Douluo of his stature was now obediently standing in line behind a crowd of commoners.

Chenxin looked up to study the shop, a quiet wonder stirring in his heart.

"Such transparent crystal walls... such pure light sources... When did this little Notting City produce such marvels?"

Half an hour later.

The Nezha Burger shop was buzzing with noise.

Xiao Wu, who was frantically packing orders at the counter, suddenly froze stiff.

Her little face went pale in an instant, a flicker of deep, soul-shaking terror in her eyes.

"Boss! Something's wrong!"

Xiao Wu suddenly tossed the takeout bag in her hand onto the counter.

"There's an emergency at home! My grandma is giving birth to my dad! I have to go back and deliver the baby!"

With that, before Su Yun could even react, she shot toward the back of the shop like a startled rabbit, not even leaving a shadow behind.

Su Yun, who was frying fries, froze mid-motion, the slotted spoon in his hand suspended in the air.

He slowly turned his head, staring at the direction Xiao Wu had vanished, completely dumbfounded.

"Huh? Your grandma... giving birth to your dad?"

Su Yun angrily threw the slotted spoon into the pot and roared toward the back door:

"If you're gonna slack off, at least make up a believable excuse!! Pay cut! I'm docking all your carrots this time!"

But the only response was silence.

"Damn it, always flaking out at the worst time..."

"Hey! It's rush hour! We're slammed here, lady!"

Su Yun cursed under his breath, forced into solo carry mode at full throttle.

At that moment, Su Yun became a thousand-armed Asura, packing fries with his left hand, adding ice to cola with his right, all while dealing with the endless line outside.

"Sorry, the staff member had a brain malfunction; she's been rushed to the ER. Next!"

"Two spicy chicken leg burgers, right? Here you go! No mild spice here—only insane spice and super insane spice! Next!"

"Don't rush me! What's the hurry! The fries are frying! Hey you, stop sneaking sips of the cola!"

Amid the chaos, Su Yun gritted his teeth and, with astonishing hand speed, managed to serve five or six waves of customers.

Finally, after another ten minutes, the peak rush eased off a little.

"Phew..."

Su Yun wiped the sweat off his forehead, feeling like his wrists were about to snap.

He mechanically tidied up the messy counter and, without even looking up, called out:

"Next! Order whatever you want, quick!"

The moment Su Yun looked up, his expression froze.

Standing at the counter, without him noticing, was a little girl as delicate as carved jade.

Ning Rongrong pounced onto the counter like a little lark, her hands gripping the edge, only half her little head visible. Her big eyes sparkled as she stared at Su Yun, her voice syrupy sweet:

"Big brother! I want that round meat patty! And those golden fried strips! And that black bubbly water!"

"I want the biggest one! The super, super big one!"

Looking at this adorable little girl who was breaking the cuteness meter and spending lavishly, Su Yun curled his lips into a professional fake smile:

"Little miss, that's the Supreme Happy Family Bucket, which includes fried chicken, a burger, fries, and two large colas."

"That'll be three Gold Soul Coins."

Standing behind the cash register, Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses and quoted a price that would make ordinary people despair.

However.

Chen Xin, standing behind Ning Rongrong, didn't even lift an eyelid.

He casually pulled three gleaming Gold Soul Coins from his sleeve and gently placed them on the counter.

His movements were as carefree as if he were tossing away three pebbles.

"Keep the change," Chen Xin said indifferently.

Su Yun raised an eyebrow. Good grief, you didn't even give me room to make change.

Soon, a large bucket of freshly fried chicken, a burger, and two colas filled with ice cubes were pushed in front of Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to grab a burger.

The fluffy, soft bread bun held a piece of crispy golden fried chicken thigh, along with fresh lettuce and special salad dressing.

She opened her small mouth and took a big bite.

Crunch!

The crispy breading shattered between her teeth, and the piping hot meat juices mixed with the rich aroma of high-calorie oil instantly exploded in her mouth!

"Mmm!!!"