A week passed.

Recently, Xia Yan's life has become very regular, getting up early every day, and operating the real Chinese restaurant from morning to evening.

This is to accumulate [system funds], and to prepare for bleeding krypton gold in order to connect with the halberd world.

Because of the 50% deviation value, the original world can be said to be unrecognizable, Xia Yan can only expect the Honkai, but he doesn't know where the specific Honkai is, in short, it's like a game, he doesn't know what kind of expansion will be loaded.

What's more, the rules of the world itself, such as the halberd and the supremacy of food, are distorted.

Therefore, it is too necessary to make money, even if the docking and fixed halberd world is not what Xia Yan wants to see, then it can be restarted.

"Walk slowly—"

Xia Yan waved his hand in the bar and sent off another guest, listening to the dingdong prompt of the increase in funds, and he was in a beautiful mood.

In the past while, the business of the small shop has improved, not as deserted as last month, and Xia Yan, the chef and store manager, has finally felt physically tired.

It's just that "bad reviews" don't seem to be getting better.

If you open some food selection apps, you will see the negative reviews of customers.

The spiciness is psychedelic.

What is the situation of this white thick soup ramen, peculiar taste!

The seafood is delicious, but why is it just a strange ingredient? Slices of cod white seeds, tuna eyes, geoduck......

"Manager Xia, Manager Xia!"

In the evening, Sumiko Aono returned from work at the maid café in Minato Ward, and instead of returning to the high-rise apartment building on the other side of the river, she trotted all the way to Xia Yan's cooking house.

"Look, your restaurant is in the well-known food newspapers and magazines." Sumiko Aono put her backpack full of cat and Shiba Inu trinkets on the bar, pulled out a magazine book, flipped through a few pages, and pointed to the tasting column on it.

Xia Yan swept away, the corners of his eyes twitching.

As the title suggests, a master of dark cuisine will take you on a tour of a specialty restaurant that you can't miss.

He moved the magazine to his face, flipped through a few more pages, and said a long "oh" to Sumiko Aono:

"Sumiko-chan, this isn't a nice thing to be happy about, this magazine, dedicated to those weird, dark restaurants, has a column that's equivalent to being marked, uh, let me think about what gourmets have been entertained in the past few days......"

Sumiko Aono smiled and said, "No matter what, there will be more guests, a good thing!" ”

I was about to ask this girl about her part-time work experience in the maid's coffee house, when a system prompt suddenly popped up in her vision:

[Twisted Tree (Halberd Eater), growth value 70/100. 】

[For the target world, a deviation of 10% is generated.] 】

[Congratulations, the accumulation of deviation value reaches 50% (Halberd Spirit), you can choose to transfer the target world to your main park, and from now on have a fixed login advent channel......]

[Please confirm, yes / no!] 】

Regarding the pop-up inquiry window, Xia Yan did not hesitate at all and clicked "yes".

Meanwhile.

In the world of China, players who were running around Shuzhou City heard a mechanical and indifferent voice:

"System Announcement: Park maintenance upgrade, online players will be automatically disconnected."

"In this maintenance upgrade, the area and map south of the Yangtze River will be opened all at one time, and the maintenance is expected to take 1 hour."

Although it is not online, the forum is still open.

So players gathered on the forums to talk excitedly about the update.

They undoubtedly yearn for a broader and freer world of ancient food, but some people also posted to express their doubts, just the map of 'the country of abundance', can make newcomers dizzy, more precisely, there is no navigation and no map in Shuzhou City, and the huge city generally makes people feel that they are as small as a headless fly.

If the map south of the Yangtze River is opened at one time, and the player is born in various states and cities, not to mention, if the player wants to take a trip, will it take at least ten days and half a month?

In short, the players are immersed in great joy, and of course, there is a kind of happiness that the paradise world is too real.

Xia Yan didn't have any worries.

He held his breath and focused on docking, fixing the log.

[Docking.] 】

[Do you want to make the world you are about to dock an 'open world'?] 】

"Uh, what's an open world?"

"Allow the presence of guest mode, player template, and the system will randomly deliver another batch of login windows......"

"Open, or closed, can't you change the mode if you choose? Even if I want to be open, I want to have the power to choose and decide who can enter my world, my paradise! ”

The system was silent for a few seconds before a text was typed out: "Every time you switch modes, you need to restart the world." ”

"It is recommended that the host choose the 'open world' and take over the guest access completely."

“OK！”

Hearing that he had the freedom to manage "visitors", Xia Yan agreed.

[Docking with the world is successful. 】

[The last advent was detected, and there was an abnormality in the timeline, which has been automatically corrected.] 】

Finally, a crisp sound of "ding" echoes in the ears.

On the dashboard, the [Login] option forked out of the second route-

1, "China Yiban".

2, "The Spirit of the Halberd".

In the real world, Xia Yan sent Aono Sumiko away and hurried to close the door.

"Finally back......"

Under another dim Tokyo sky, Xia Yan's figure gradually formed a substance on an overpass, and at this time people came and went on the bridge, but passers-by turned a blind eye to the man who appeared out of thin air, and walked calmly from his side.

It is the peak time of traffic after work, and the traffic jam under the bridge is serious.

While Xia Yan smelled a smell of exhaust gas, he realized that the login had been completed, and hurriedly raised his hand to look at his body.

OK.

Compared with the last time, the shrinkage of height and weight is not very obvious, and it is very close to the real deity.

As for the set of daily casual clothes on the body, the system has not been modified in the slightest this time, unlike the last time in Yuanyue, when he was forced to wear the Yuanyue uniform.

"Huh?!"

Xia Yan walked to the railing of the overpass and keenly noticed that on both sides of the road, the cherry blossom trees were actually in full bloom.

The wind blows gently, bringing a light fragrance.

The climate is still a little cold, and passers-by are wearing long sleeves and long pants.

The eyes fell on the middle school girls who got out of class, they were still short skirts and socks, and the upper body was shirts, knitted sweaters and uniform jackets, and found that the length of the short skirts was above the knee, Xia Yan finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

"The mini skirts in the Tokyo metropolitan area are really recognizable!"

He looked up, from the height of the overpass, at a street sign not far away—

Violet Boulevard.

This discovery made the corners of Xia Yan's mouth twitch non-stop:

"I'll go!"

"It's really, quite a precise 'teleportation'!"

"All of a sudden, it's near Kohei's house, Kohei restaurant......"