Don't Go American-Style

"..." Yaochuan Guang's assessment was that it was a bit spicy.

"So spicy!!!"

Little Lan started jumping up and down, seemingly shouting, "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh... whoosh whoosh!"

The strange noises she made made her look like some wild gorilla from somewhere.

Xiao Cui blinked, took a bite of rice, and then ate some Mapo Tofu: "It is a bit spicy, but... it's not that bad--"

As she said this, Xiao Cui stuck out her tongue. "It's just a little too hot."

I don't like hot food--"

This might be what's known as a cat's tongue.

And slowly, under everyone's watchful eyes, Lantian Zhu got himself a bottle of cola... which Cong Yu had bought for him earlier.

After catching his breath, Lantian Zhu took another bite of Mapo Tofu, and then in an instant...

The numbing sensation of Sichuan peppercorns, the spiciness of chili peppers, the scalding heat of the dishes, the crispy aroma of minced meat, the tenderness of tofu, and the vibrant freshness of flavors all burst forth instantly.

"Wuhu! Wuhu!"

Lantian Zhu started jumping up and down again.

"..." Xiao Cui was speechless for a moment, and commented, "Afraid of cockroaches, afraid of snakes, afraid of ghosts, afraid of spicy food... Sister Little Lan, are you a naughty child?"

What? You're calling him a naughty child right after he's eaten?!

Little Lan Path, a prestigious serialized story!

Cong Yu sighed slightly, blowing on the food to cool it down for the listless Yaochuan Guang, saying, "If you can't eat spicy food at all, you should have said so earlier... I really made it mild this time."

In response to Cong Yu's words, Lantian Zhu solemnly raised his finger, making that familiar gesture. "A little bit scared."

Just like every time she said "a little bit scared" before.

Then, she gobbled down the entire plate of the incredibly spicy (for her) Mapo Tofu: "But it was still delicious."

Cong Yu: "..."

Xiao Cui: "..."

Yaochuan Guang: "..."

Cong Yu stared at Lantian Zhu's slowly swollen lips, watching the birth of these fiery red lips... It was clear that her body truly felt the heat.

It's not that she can't stand spicy food.

At this point...

Everyone, including Xiao Cui, silently made up their minds.

I will never believe Lantian Zhu / Little Lan's "little bit" again.

--Yaochuan Guang's Strange Dream--

Yaochuan Guang: "Little Lan, welcome to our school's school festival..."

Yaochuan Guang: "Oh my, isn't that our school's hot girl group?"

Yaochuan Guang: "Huh? Little Lan, why did you hide over there?"

Lantian Zhu: "Because... I'm afraid of spicy food."

"..."

What is "..."?

"Hmm..."

Yaochuan Guang woke up groggily, pulling the blanket tighter around himself, because...

It's very cold.

Chapter 233 No American Style

United States... a country where "weirdos exist" and "magical girls exist".

This might sound strange, since this world is inextricably linked to monsters and magical girls.

Please explain more clearly...

Magical girls are vigilantes, and their monster-fighting depends entirely on their mood... No matter which state, magical girls don't receive any subsidies.

More excessive than any other country...

However, there's no need to worry about the magical girls quitting, because... there's an overabundance of "individual heroism" in this place.

Oh no, there's no need to say that, because the news agencies and newspapers have reached an agreement with the government... to provide the magical girls with moral encouragement as compensation.

To put it simply, they're superheroes.

Magical girls, harboring dreams of becoming superheroes, fight against monsters making wicked deals, and fall asleep covered in wounds while watching themselves being praised on television.

So what is the status of this eccentric?

The answer is something like a gangster...

In United States, 70% of eccentrics operate and develop their careers through gangs... but not all gangsters are eccentric.

There are plenty of people here willing to join gangs.

If Cong Yu were to make an assessment... considering the same timeline but different worldlines, the United States in this world is more chaotic than in his previous life.

For example, even in California, where the safety record is generally quite good, there are still many unrest incidents.

Cong Yu, who came to buy the American breakfast that Lantian Zhu wanted, was blocked in the alley by several people... She still spoils Little Lan too much.

We hope that Lantian Zhu will repay the kindness shown to him.

Thinking this, Cong Yu looked at the group of fierce-looking Latinos, coughed lightly, and asked in the local dialect, "I'm a tourist. Are you here to offer your services as guides?"

Although she asked the question, Cong Yu could tell that these people's purpose was different from that of the young men in Australia.

Just as he had thought...

Two of the four men pulled out daggers and pointed them at Cong Yu: "Gibberish! Gibberish! Caw!"

"..." Spain, I don't understand.

But I can probably guess it's something like getting Cong Yu to hand over the money... right?

"This Asian baby is really good-looking ( in Spain)."

The leader's eyes clearly revealed a sinister expression.

Wow! And that lewd smile, I already know he's the best of the best when it comes to gay men.

The man stepped forward, pointed a dagger at Cong Yu's chest, and shouted, "Take off your pants and lie against the wall!"

Although the sentence had an accent, it was in English, so Cong Yu understood it... and her expression instantly darkened.

His companion, in response, chuckled lewdly, "Hehe, bro... I like it too."

"Hurry up..."

"That's what makes it exciting!"

"..."

Cong Yu frowned, simply extending her hand and conjuring a wisp of dark magic. "Getting blood on your hands is a hassle to wash off, so I hope you..."

Before Cong Yu could finish speaking...

"You yellow-skinned monkey, you're a gang member?!"

The leading Latino man yelled and, without hesitation, plunged a dagger into Cong Yu's heart...

In an instant, Cong Yu's clothes were torn apart.

Oh no, is Cong Yu going to die?!

Is Lantian Zhu, who longed for an American breakfast, destined to regret it for the rest of her life?!

Quack! No way! That kind of thing is out of the question!

However, that was impossible, because Cong Yu's clothes were indeed torn, but they were completely torn apart.

It was clearly not because of the dagger...

Instead, clusters of dark green shadows instantly extended and expanded behind Cong Yu, tearing her clothes in two.

Then...

"Sizzle!!!"

"Sizzle! Sizzle!! Sizzle!"

"..." burst forth in multiple segments and clusters of "Ouroboros," piercing through the abdominal cavities of the four men and pinning them to the alley wall.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"Oh! Ahh..."

"Aaaaaah!! Help!"

"..." The four men, their legs dangling in the air, let out shrill screams, their fingers constantly digging into the Ouroboros held them captive, trying to break free.

But even if the nail is broken and the finger is bloody and mangled, it won't help at all.

The four men kicked their legs repeatedly, and blood flowed along the "Ouroboros" towards Cong Yu, dripping onto the ground in the process.

More blood dripped down the wall, forming four even, viscous pools of scarlet on the ground.

"You weren't a gang before?"

Cong Yu looked with some curiosity at the daggers and pistols that had slipped from their hands and fallen to the ground, caused by their intense pain.

However, these people clearly couldn't answer Cong Yu's question.

"Oh my god!! Vigilante! Magical Girl!!"

"Is there a magical girl here? Come save us!"

"Help... help..."

"..."

"Hmm, it's a bit absurd."

Cong Yu commented in this way, and then a light purple mark began to gradually form on his Ouroboros, which resembled his "tail".

After condensing "poison" on each of the four individuals, capable of manipulating their will, the Ouroboros was simply retracted.

This is the "Hydra Brand," a poison that increases the number of friends you can have.

Now, Cong Yu has four more friends.

At the same time, the huge cavities in the four people's abdomens began to heal rapidly... This could be considered a benefit brought by the "brand".

You know, Cong Yu has always been good to her friends... probably.

(Leader of the 21st Group: What the hell are you talking about?! I'm so angry!)

"Here is the list of breakfasts I need. Could you please make the trip for me?"

With that said, Cong Yu felt she didn't need to go to the fast food restaurant to buy breakfast herself, and handed the paper with the breakfast list to the four people.

It needs to be emphasized again that the Hydra Brand is not a technique that "turns others into puppets" or "controls bodies".

This is something that targets the soul, something that is imprinted on the spirit of others.

It's poison.

What can be done is insignificant, comparable to or explained as "changing sides".

In other words, people with strong enough spirits, or those who possess magic, have a relatively high level of "poison resistance".

However, it is clear that the four people in front of them are not among them.

The four obediently followed Cong Yu's instructions, then waited expectantly for something... probably money.

Generally speaking, people who have been branded with the spell will not ask Cong Yu for money.