Then Feng Xi opened another golden treasure chest.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host on obtaining 'Mystic Code-Super Spicy Mapo Tofu'!"
Feng Xi: "..."
Feng Xi nearly flipped the table.
What the hell? This wasn't a gacha banner, so why was there something like mapo tofu in it?!
Besides, he wasn't the Priest Mapo. What use did he have for this?
Looking at its effects, it could produce one serving of extra-spicy mapo tofu every day. Eating it would invigorate the spirit, refresh the mind, and improve the body's ability to recover.
It was perfectly normal for something so spicy to refresh the mind, but what the hell was that about improving physical recovery?
Forget it. On the bright side, at least he wouldn't have to worry about finding food.
"Sigh..."
With a sigh, Feng Xi produced a plate of mapo tofu and tasted it.
Hmm, it tasted surprisingly good. Just a little spicy.
Still, it was all right. It wasn't spicy enough to knock someone unconscious.
Of course, that was by his standards. Chinese people were generally quite good at handling spicy food, after all.
After finishing the plate of mapo tofu, Feng Xi did indeed feel considerably more invigorated.
Wait. If he became mentally drained from using Thought Magecraft for too long, wouldn't eating a plate of this mapo tofu let him recover immediately?
Nice. It looked like nothing from a golden treasure chest was junk after all.
In the blink of an eye, evening arrived, and all the group members were ready to summon their Heroic Spirits.
Like Waver, Feng Xi found a spot in the mountain woods outside Fuyuki City to perform the summoning ritual.
Since he had not prepared a holy relic, Feng Xi was relying entirely on luck this time.
He had taken Ryunosuke Uryu's place, so the class he summoned should definitely be Caster.
On top of that, he was Chinese, so there was a strong chance he would summon a Servant from China.
The Chinese Casters Feng Xi knew of were Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong, Dharma Master Xuanzang, and Jiang Ziya.
Jiang Ziya was out of the question. That mighty figure held two Grand titles and probably had no interest in participating in the War of the Holy Grail.
He was only interested in catching foxes.
As for the others, it was really hard to say.
It might even be a Servant who had never appeared in his previous life.
Putting all that aside, Feng Xi immediately began the summoning.
"I declare: heed my commands..."
After a chuunibyou summoning declaration, a red pattern immediately appeared on Feng Xi's hand.
This was the so-called Command Spell, and it also marked his status as a Master.
Everyone's Command Spell pattern was actually different, and Feng Xi's resembled a Chinese talisman.
Afterward, the summoning circle resounded, and a somewhat aged voice rang out.
"Ahem. Are you my Master?"
An old man with a bald crown, dressed in Daoist robes, appeared in the summoning circle.
The old man had a long white beard, and both his beard and hair were braided. A long scar ran down his left cheek, making it look as though half his head had been sliced off.
"This junior, Feng Xi, greets you, Senior." Feng Xi formed a Daoist greeting gesture toward him.
Although he did not know who this was, the man was clearly a Daoist, so the proper etiquette still had to be observed.
"Hahaha! So you're a junior of the Daoist tradition. You certainly look full of youthful vigor."
Stroking his beard, the old man smiled. "But I'm no senior of yours. At most, I can only be considered a disgrace to the Daoist tradition."
Chapter 15: Feng Xi's Heroic Spirits
(Zhang Jue)
"Um, may I ask your name, Senior?"
Hearing the old man say this, Feng Xi asked with some curiosity.
The old man said slowly, "I am Zhang Jue."
"Zhang Jue!"
Hearing that name, Feng Xi could not help being startled.
How could he not know the Great Teacher of Worthiness who had ushered in the chaos of the Three Kingdoms?
He had not expected this man to have become a Heroic Spirit too.
(PS: For the protagonist's setting, Zhang Jue's Heroic Spirit card had not yet been released when he transmigrated.)
Zhang Jue smiled. "It seems you know my story too. None of it is a good reputation, is it?"
Feng Xi shook his head. "No. How should I put it..."
Leaving the outcome aside, Zhang Jue was indeed a very bold man.
After all, rebellion was not something just anyone dared to attempt, especially leading one.
"All right, all right. Stop trying to comfort me."
Zhang Jue gave a bitter smile. "My reputation was already utterly rotten while I was alive."
He had wanted to overthrow the corrupt court and improve the common people's lives, but because of poor management, within mere months of the uprising, the Yellow Turban Army, which had enjoyed popular support, had become the Yellow Turban Bandits, despised by everyone.
Zhang Jue said, "Then I look forward to working with you over the next seven days."
"Then I'll be counting on you, Senior Zhang Jue."
Feng Xi took out the Heroic Spirit Summoning Card and said, "But before that, let's welcome our new companion."
"What is this?"
Zhang Jue examined the summoning card in Feng Xi's hand with some curiosity.
Feng Xi explained the system to him.
Of course, he did not mention that the system's core was with him.
After all, he and Zhang Jue had only just met. They were not yet close enough to confide in each other.
"Use!"
The summoning card in Feng Xi's hand turned into white light and vanished, and a summoning circle appeared out of thin air.
He had thought the summoning would take place using the circle he had drawn, but apparently not.
The range of possibilities was even wider this time, since there was no class restriction.
He only hoped for a stronger Heroic Spirit, someone who could deal with Gilgamesh.
He did not want to be beaten down by that Chuunibyou Gilgamesh.
"Rider, manifested here. This peerless body shall henceforth be at your service!"
An exceedingly pleasant male voice came from the summoning circle.
Peerless under heaven? Could it be Lu Bu?
Delight appeared on Feng Xi's face.
Although the Lu Bu who appeared in the original work was a Berserker, judging by his deeds, he should qualify for classes such as Rider, Archer, and Lancer, and might even be stronger than in the Berserker class.
Berserker's "Mad Enhancement" stripped Lu Bu of skills he should have possessed, such as "Numerous Martial Arts" and "Riding." He fought like a mad dog, completely deprived of the peerless martial prowess befitting the Three Kingdoms' greatest warrior.
The only advantage of Lu Bu's Berserker class was that his skill "Rebellious Spirit" was sealed.
With Command Spells available, Feng Xi only needed to keep an eye on him and deny him any chance to betray him.
If he truly could not keep him under control, he could simply send him back after the War of the Holy Grail.
But Rider Lu Bu-this should count as Lu Bu's strongest class, right?
Soon, a towering figure appeared in the summoning circle.
Once Feng Xi saw what the other party looked like, his entire body froze.
That was no Lu Bu. It was clearly a red centaur clad in armor and wielding a massive spear.
It was you, you beast-Red Hare!
I was such an idiot. I should have guessed the moment I heard that voice.
"Hello, Master. I am Lu Bu. Henceforth, I shall devote my strength to you."
Looking at the dumbstruck Feng Xi, Red Hare spoke solemnly in his enviable voice.
"Uh, hello. I look forward to working with you."
Coming back to his senses, Feng Xi hurriedly replied.