Xyrin Empire
Chapter 513: Residents’ Committee, The Feeling of Home

Chapter 513: Chapter 513: Residents’ Committee, The Feeling of Home

This was a scene as enchantingly beautiful as a dream, where everything gently swayed with the breeze; precious and exotic plants were everywhere, and fearless, clever little nameless animals scurried about. In the distance, mountains and mists formed mysterious and ancient silhouettes like those in ink paintings. The grass and trees in front resembled a magnificent spread canvas, with a gentle breeze carrying a slight floral fragrance brushing against the face, intoxicating with every breath.

The clear, bright sky cast splendid radiance, shining on a group of people walking through this fantastical scenery.

This was not Heaven, but near Avalon’s core, covered by Dingdang’s power, which had sprouted this Quiet Wind Garden overnight.

Now, in Avalon, similar miracles happened almost every few days. Since there was no need to worry about impacting the fragile real world, the World Tree’s power diffused freely in this space. Often, the emergence of some mysterious locales only took the blink of an eye that everyone overlooked. According to the blueprint provided by Dingdang, it would take at least two more years to complete the construction of Avalon. Little Thing had her own grand ambitions. Despite never having passed a Creation Science exam, creating worlds was the little one’s greatest hobby; even a space as big as a large city wasn’t considered a proper world in the eyes of a true Creator God, but Little Thing still wanted to cram it full with her dreams.

The above is a more artistic description; in reality, Dingdang planned to use Avalon as a Creation Science laboratory, actively preparing for a makeup exam a hundred years later...

Should I even comment on the Divine Race’s concept of a hundred years as review time?

A large group, like people on a spring outing, included Qianqian, Sandora, and other Imperial leaders, as well as Heroic Spirits who had just arrived in this world, curiously looking around. The former had long been used to such sceneries, but the latter were clearly amazed, even carefully lightening their steps while walking on the grassland blooming with strange flowers.

Of course, it might have been due to the recent incident when Cu Chulainn accidentally stepped on a Pea Shooter and nearly suffered a disastrous blow, resulting in a group-wide heightened alertness.

Lilina, that absolutely bored individual, had actually completed Dingdang’s half-designed Pea Shooter!

"It really is... a dreamlike scenery..." dressed in a simple lake-blue dress, Altoria stood on the wavy grass under the breeze, gazing at the distant blurred lights and shadows. The girl’s silhouette at that moment was like a perpetual oil painting, "Chen, I really didn’t expect your kingdom to look like this. After seeing your warships, I thought I was coming to a steel jungle."

"We do have cities like steel jungles," I smiled slightly, "but we also have Fantasy Country like Avalon, a place where our Mysterious Side’s powers are stationed and protected by the Goddess."

"Avalon?!" Saber couldn’t help repeating, astonishment in her tone, but she quickly shook her head, "I didn’t expect you to have this term too. However, it seems very fitting. Even the real Avalon can’t compare to this place... Chen, you mentioned a Goddess just now? Does a civilization like yours still believe in gods?"

"No, I don’t worship her," I smiled slightly, reaching into my pocket and pulling out Little Thing, who was nibbling on a half-eaten egg and milk cookie with crumbs all over her face, "I keep her."

...

"Crack!"

Without hesitation, Little Thing immediately turned around, agilely scaled up my thumb, and with her mung bean-sized little mouth, snap—she took a bite.

"Ah! Armor broken!" I cried out agonizingly, shaking my hand vigorously, but how astonishing was the biting force of Dingdang Goddess? As the only attack method of Steel Fang Little Dingdang V2.0, a single bite was not something you could shake off with a few flicks. Three-inch Ding Little One still clung tightly to her keeper’s thumb, drawing circles of afterimages in the air with her crazy shaking movements, wings sprinkling green phosphorescence like fireworks everywhere, but she refused to let go!

Eh? This seems kind of fun, huh!

Watching Dingdang being shaken around and sprinkling little green lights, I suddenly became interested, even forgetting the slight pain on my finger. I never really knew what those light spots on the little guy’s wings were made of—could they also run out one day?

With such a curious exploring spirit, I swayed left, then right, spun around twice, then reversed twice, and finally, accompanied by a vague scream, the little green creature in my hand disappeared...

A few seconds later, the Little Goddess covered in mosquito coils dizzily flew over from somewhere in the bushes and then plopped onto my head.

"Huff huff... now you know how powerful it is... Dingdang will bite you..."

A group of stunned Heroic Spirits watched the joyful interaction between the master and his pet; only then did they snap back to reality. Cu Chulainn’s jaw almost dislocated with a snap, and then he shivered as he pointed at the small creature rolling dizzyingly atop someone’s head, "Um... boss, this Goddess you mentioned, it wouldn’t happen to be this strange little dummy, would it?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a loud "boom" echoed crisply in the clear sky. An enormous lightning bolt out of nowhere struck the ill-fated Gunman who was reaching forward, causing him to spit out a mouthful of white smoke and collapse, charred all over.

"You see, he was struck down by the heavens." I shrugged, having absolutely no sympathy for the Gunman, who had been unlucky from the start.

Being smashed by a landing pod could be attributed to bad luck, getting beaten up by Medusa and others might be due to lack of strength, but now cursing God at the doorstep of the Main God and being struck by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, he really had no one else to blame.

The lightning that appeared was indeed very mysterious, and it struck a fully intact Heroic Spirit into charred remains—an act of destruction unmatched by natural thunder. It took a good few seconds for people like Altoria to finally start looking away from the twitching Cu Chulainn on the ground until Medusa gently coughed to draw their attention.

"As unbelievable as it might seem, what the boss said is true—the creature named Dingdang is indeed a True God, a being more advanced and mystic than Gaia and Alaya, and she is also the creator of this world, a crucial link for us to become the Avalon Heroic Spirits..."

Medusa earnestly explained Dingdang’s identity, and the more the Heroic Spirits listened, the more horrified they became. However, they couldn’t help but believe; not to mention that Cu Chulainn had already been struck by lightning for a blasphemous remark and was still convulsing on the ground, Medusa was also not one to lie, especially after becoming partners, there was no need to deceive about something like this. Moreover, and more importantly, as they carefully sensed their surroundings, they vaguely discovered a profound connection between their power source and the little creature before them.

"You need to learn to accept the true nature of these unreachable beings," I lectured the still unaccustomed Heroic Spirits, "Form means nothing to Gods; they don’t need to morph into a venerable old man with a white beard just to fit a dignified characteristic. Not to mention, isn’t there still a Leader like me in this world?"

Then everyone came to a realization.

Just then, a distant and clear dragon roar suddenly came from the horizon, interrupting everyone’s conversation. Curious, everyone looked towards the direction of the sound, just in time to see the sky to the east split open, revealing a bright crack. Then, a giant Red Dragon burst forth from the floating spatial passageway. Amid several exclamations, the dragon, dozens of meters long, descended from the sky, covering the sun and slowly stopped in front of us.

"A dragon! Such a Fantasy Species still exists... wait, it seems a bit different from the Ancient Dragon Species?" Medea was surprised halfway through her sentence but realized that the dragon in front of her differed from the dragon species she remembered. The aura exuding from it was significantly stronger, and she almost felt... a nearly elemental force of the world.

Could it be that any random passerby here might be a World Suppression Force level boss?

"Safely arrived, esteemed Priestess."

While the Heroic Spirits were still recovering from the dragon’s oppressive presence, the Red Dragon suddenly spoke in a young, dignified female voice. She slightly bowed her body, lowering one wing to the ground, and then everyone saw that several people were standing on her broad back.

Medea was almost in tears: No way! This dragon, with a combat power even more exaggerated than the strongest Heroic Spirits, is just a taxi?

"Yay~~ Leader! Lilina has successfully completed the inspection mission in Azeroth and has returned with honors!"

The first person to jump off the Red Dragon’s back was none other than Lilina, who had taken a business trip to Azeroth a few days ago to check on the restoration of the Life Environment in the Land of Plague. It seems that this lass had not been slacking off during my absence.

Following Lilina off the back of the Red Dragon were Artemis and others. Although Dingdang was a foolish god who didn’t care about anything, not even how to attract followers, Lilina had to find some helpers for herself. As the World Tree Temple had grown increasingly powerful and the Empire controlled more and more worlds, Lilina, a significant figure of the Mysterious system under my command, had to take on more responsibilities. Consequently, Artemis was involuntarily drafted in by her, and now, nominally, they all were followers of the Life Goddess Sect. Of course, Little Thing himself might not have any concept of this at all.

"Alexstrasza, thank you for your hard work," I said, nodding at the Red Dragon who was beginning to stand up, ready to leave, "to personally deliver this girl."

"As a guardian of life, it is my honor to serve the noble Master of Life." The Red Dragon nodded to me slightly, her attitude respectful yet not at all servile. She then specifically gave a reverent bow to Dingdang who was rolling around on top of my head, before she flapped her giant wings, soared into the sky, and left behind a swaying patch of flowers and plants in the wind pressure.

Looking at Quiet Wind Garden, which was a mess all around, I ordered Qianqian, "Go back and tally up the labor costs for repairs on the garden and deduct it from Alexstrasza’s annual bonus."

Hearing this, several Heroic Spirits trailing behind us shivered, and Sasaki desperately bit through his toothpick with a face full of sorrow, "This one’s even tougher than that little lass from the Tohsaka family."

"Let me introduce you all," I ignored Sasaki and pushed Lilina, in her Little Elf form, in front of everyone, "this is essentially your department manager, Life Goddess Chief Priestess."

Lilina, dissatisfied, brushed off my hand that was rubbing her head back and forth and then proudly puffed up her small chest adding, "Besides, I am also the Chief Judge of the Goddess Sect Heresy Court, Chief Knight of the Holy Temple Knight Order, Chief Ascetic of the Holy Temple Ascetic Group, Chief Maid of the Goddess Maid Team, and I hold the title of Valkyrie~~~"

"Uh, what an incredible position..." Archer broke into a cold sweat on his forehead as he looked at the tiny girl in front of him, who seemed almost like a member of the Elf Clan, barely one meter in height with a face full of mature attitude, who also happens to be one of his superiors?

"Ah, and these folks," just then, Artemis and her people also came up to us, dressed in traditional attire of the Blood Elves from their latest inspection at the rebuilding Silver Moon City, looking like a group of Mages stepping right out of an illustration book, "Artemis and her subordinates will also be in frequent contact with you..."

Lilina cut in again, "They are members of the Life Goddess Sect’s Heresy Tribunal, Holy Temple Knight Order, Holy Temple Ascetic Group, Maid Team, and Guard Team, and they also perform the temple’s logistical tasks~~~"

The Heroic Spirits were flabbergasted, "What an extraordinary sect this is!"

"They are primarily members of the Avalon Community Committee," I finally concluded the introduction that Lilina had interrupted, "and also the property management department for your Heroic Spirits’ residential area, so for things like check-ins and resident registrations, just go to Artemis."

"I feel like I’ve come to a very strange place," Sasaki scratched his cheek, even unaware that the toothpick he always had was missing.

"Anyway, as the first batch of Heroic Spirits approved for entry into Avalon, you are very fortunate. Get along well with the residents here, and Artemis will be responsible for filling you in on the local details. If any of you wish to apply to return to your original worlds to visit family or similar, you can also speak to her. That’s all, dismissed."

After summarizing, I handed over Saber and the others to Artemis. For her, organizing work for new residents had already become routine.

After arranging the Heroic Spirits and traveling outside for many days, we finally returned home. Looking at the familiar living room, sofa, and the coffee table which Sandora had nibbled a corner of due to extreme hunger, I suddenly felt a huge wave of relaxation wash over me.

No matter how comfortable rooms are outside, in the end, it’s only at home that one can truly relax.

I comfortably threw myself onto the extravagantly luxurious sofa in the center of the living room, let out a contented sigh, then braced myself and tightened my muscles. Sure enough, the next second, Pandora and Visca routinely threw themselves onto my belly.

With two "thump" sounds, even though I was prepared, I was still nearly winded by the two little girls.

"Off you go, go take a bath first!" After pinching each of their cheeks—which felt pretty nice—I still pulled out my parental authority. Pandora obediently stood up and headed toward the bathroom, but Visca kept squirming on top of me, rubbing herself cozy, and with her eyes narrowed in satisfaction, she murmured, "Mmm, finally I can have brother all to myself~~~"

Unfortunately, Visca’s little tricks couldn’t deceive her twin sister who was mentally linked with her. Pandora, who had already reached the doorway, stormed back, her face stern and without a word, grabbed the back of Visca’s dress, and dragged her little sister toward the bathroom, leaving a trail of protests, curses, and five scratch marks on the floor from Visca’s little claws.

Two little Lolitas having a bath together—why would such inappropriate thoughts suddenly pop up in my mind?

"Hey, tell me, why can other Heroic Spirits find their own places in that nice area, and I have to be dragged here to hang out with you?"

Suddenly, a resentful voice erupted not far from me, jolting me, already half-asleep, to snap open my eyes and prop myself up slightly. My gaze shifted, and I saw a golden-haired girl sitting grumpily on the floor, glaring fiercely this way.

Don’t think Lady Shining is used to sitting on the floor like that; if you look at Little Baobao clinging to her waist and drooling all over, you’d understand why this silly girl can’t move from her spot.

"Who told you to become Little Baobao’s pet?" I said with a shrug, sympathetically.

"Hey! Who is a pet!" The golden-haired girl exploded, "I am the mightiest Heroic King, you know! Be careful with your words!"

Well, at least now she knows better than to casually label someone as a "commoner."

"Being a pet isn’t so bad!" Before I could say more, a little green head poked out from my shirt pocket, "Ah Jun will give you candies!"

As the leader of the trio of idiots, have you finally accepted your status as a pet?

I casually grabbed Dingdang and handed her over to Little Baobao, letting this trio of idiots joyfully scamper off to play together while I slightly turned my head, focusing on the TV in the center of the living room where a blurry white light spot appeared.

The light spot was expanding gradually, vaguely revealing a fuzzy human face, swaying uncertainly like a ghost.

"Anwina! Can’t you enter through the door like a normal person?!"

Yes, who else could cause a supernatural event in this mansion that from the first to the nth is watched over by the world’s best, if not the little ghost who didn’t have any common sense?

With my shout, the little ghost passing habitually through objects immediately recoiled, and the blurry light spot instantly transformed into a clear entity: the upper body of a young girl dressed in a lace-trimmed maid costume appeared, then Anwina hung her face mournfully over the television screen.

"Master... Master, Anwina is stuck!" (To be continued, for more details, please visit www.qidian.com, more Chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)