NOVEL NEXT Chapter 61: Food
The first day of the first month of the year 1001000
Zag was having fun with Savior, his son.
"So delicious!" exclaimed Savior while closing his eyes.
He was already rank 4.
"I told you! Hornfish tastes the best!" Zag replied.
Savior turned out to be very talented and lucky. It was as if the world bent to fulfill his wishes.
For this reason, Zag took him every time he went fishing in the ocean.
Strictly speaking, he was also very lucky, but his luck was nothing compared to Savior.
Hronfish usually appears only far out in the ocean, at the bottom of the seas hundreds of miles deep.
But with Savior on board, they could catch it "luckily" in a few minutes. Everything Savior wanted, the world would deliver.
"Father, what other delicious foods do you know? I'm tired of hornfish," Savior said.
No matter how delicious, you eventually get tired after eating a few hundred in a row.
Zag looked at the hornfish, which was transparent with only a long, thin projection on its head, and said with a frown, "There are a lot of delicious foods, but those are prohibited!"
"Why?" asked Savior.
Zagronan struggled to answer.
When discussing delicious food for demons, the most delicious are humans, elves, plant-people, and beast-men.
But Rachel isn't allowing them to eat those.
When Zagronan asked why, Rachel responded, "It's disgusting."
Zagronan didn't understand what Rachel was saying.
From his point of view, humans were no different from cows, dogs, sheep, and monsters. Why was she disgusted when he ate humanoids but not when he ate fish and cows?
It was weird.
He didn't get it, but he respected Rachel a lot and listened without asking too many questions.
Zag answered, "You don't understand now! First, reach rank 7, then maybe you'll get it," He punted the question.
Savior was looking grave.
He was very curious about those forbidden, tasty things.
"Then let me go back and meditate," he said.
"No, first, let's catch a few more Hornfishes!" said Zag.
After two more days, Zag caught over 1000 more Hornfishes and finally let Savior return.
Zag loves Hornfish to an unreasonable degree.
"How does it taste?" asked Rachel.
Zagronan ate Hornfishes with such haste that even she was tempted.
"It feels like deep within hot lava, like you feel in the egg, before hatching, absolutely comfortable! In my opinion, it's even better than human meat," he said while closing his eyes, feeling like he was flying.
Zag was a direct descendant of Tanoth but was born from an egg.
"Is it some kind of drug? It sounds more like a drug than food," she said.
Zagronan didn't answer.
Rachel sighed and regretted a little that she couldn't eat anything. Even the rank 13 Rachel was not able to eat and taste anything.
"Anyways, now it's time to edit the code again!" she thought.
In the last few centuries, she hadn't done much.
After looking for Jump ranks, she determined that Alys had taken nearly all of them away.
She didn't give up, so her agents are still looking for one.
But there is no hurry.
With the world now stable, there should be no danger in the short term.
Great Dream and a few more enemies might return to destroy the world, but that will likely take millions of years.
High-level civilizations are very bureaucratic; everything takes millions of years to get approved. So many boards and councils assess everything to a ridiculous degree.
Sure, some are fast, but Great Dream was one of the notoriously slow ones.
During these last few centuries, Rachel researched the protagonist's code and decided that changing it was not in her interest.
She would have changed it if the protagonists were not under her control.
All three are in her palm.
One of them is Savior Green Long, who is in her hand.
He has rank 10 luck and an extremely high chance of reaching rank 10.
He possesses the bloodline of all seven demon kings; his talent is even beyond rank 10.
A rank 10 talent means the body can tolerate a complete law. Rank 11 talent means one can tolerate more than one complete law.
As for rank 12 talent, it means one can carry a Universal law on their body!
Even Alys doesn't have rank 12 talent. She only uses the universal law remotely, with the help of very advanced magic technology.
Rachel doesn't know what rank talent Savior has. She looked with the 'Limited modification' vision but only realized the talent was beyond rank 10.
Information regarding finding rank 12 talents is classified and unavailable to rank 1 administrators, so she could not pinpoint his talent exactly.
She was excited about Savior.
Finding a talent above rank 10 in a rank 9 world is exceedingly rare.
For the real Rachel, one rank 12 talent is nothing, but for Rachel here, it's a great success that will help the main body.
The other protagonist is Zagronan, whom Rachel gave the protagonist luck.
The last one is still in Rachel's inventory.
Long ago, Zagronan encountered a rank 6 demon who was a protagonist.
Rachel noted that and later found him and took the protagonist's luck.
"Let's start!" she thought.
Now it's time to remove hell barriers slowly.
She already changed the code, ending demons being born endlessly because it consumes much energy.
Many demons can have children anyway, so why waste energy on them?
Even if it saves only a little, Rachel still did it.
The higher one's level becomes, the more mindful one is about wasting energy. The real Rachel today is extremely stingy, only spending energy if it brings in more than is spent.
She started editing, and all hell barriers were removed up to rank 1.
Now, rank 1 demons and below can easily move to the mainland.
Rachel wasn't worried.
Almost all newborn demons now meditate with pure energy, so their evilness is much lower.
Only older demons, like Zag, are still using dark energy.
Zag can do it because Rachel can make endless dark element pills. But other high-rank demons are going to have problems.
As more and more dark element disappears, dark element resources for making pills, etc., also get rarer.
It's a case of adapt or die, and Rachel was fine with it.
Whether it is a dark element or light element, they corrupt anyone who comes in contact with it.
A fact that neither angels nor demons want to accept is that in the code, there is no difference between angels and demons.
The differences all arise from the effects of dark and light elements.
Why are low-rank demons brainless? It's because most can't tolerate the corruption of the dark element.
Only after reaching higher ranks can they finally resist it and think clearly.
"Let's see what happens," she thought.
...
Bertha was looking old!
Today, she is over 800 years old, and with a lifespan of only 980 years, she would not live for long.
All these years, she only managed to reach rank 2.
After all, the main body took the pill container, leaving her to fend for herself.
It's good to reach rank 2 with very scarce resources available.
She succeeded in her task.
Today, in the land of the former Terry country, many wood elves live.
But, to her sadness, many are abandoning traditions. Some are building houses and living on the ground! Some are Wearing Clothes!
Rachel felt it was unacceptable but didn't say anything.
Today, there are two factions of wood elves: the traditionalists, who adhere to old traditions, and the reformists, who have ditched some of the dark elves' traditions.
If it were in the past, Rachel would have shown them how ungrateful they are.
Wood elves kept their culture through a lot of blood, and now, some idiot youngsters dare to violate it?
She might have thrown them all out if it were in the past.
But, fortunately for them, Bertha now wasn't like the past.
"That bitch is having fun with Millan in heaven, and I am dying here from old age! Damn it!" Bertha is an incarnation that was made hastily.
Over the years, she began to envy the main body. Today, she would kill the main body and replace her if she could.
She got up from bed with a lot of effort.
Previously, elves wouldn't get old no matter how long they lived. They would die suddenly once their lives ended.
But for some reason, a certain pill container decided it was time to equalize the differences between humans and elves. As a result, elves today age like humans.
Bertha today is like a ninety-year-old woman.
Even with her rank 2 mage power, her physique is weak. Of course, in emergencies, she can use mana to fix these physical issues temporarily.
But getting up from bed is obviously not an emergency.
She took a few pills for some illnesses and went out.
As the person who created this wood elf civilization, they honor her. Her sculptures are everywhere, and she holds the honorable title of Goddess.
But all of these are useless titles.
She is lonely.
Everyone she knew was long gone.
Of course, she has met new people, but those relationships are only superficial. The people she knew for hundreds of years are all gone.
She could have lived in a mansion they provided, with many servants if she wanted. But she didn't want any of it.
"I wish I knew what Millan and the children are doing," she thought, tears in her eyes.
...
Emmy was sitting at a table.
Others at the table were Ray, her brother; Bertha, her mother; and Millan, her father.
Soon, a few servant angels came and brought the food.
Emmy Frowned.
"Please, I want meat! I'm tired of eating vegetables, Mom!"
Bertha laughed and said, "Honey, when will you learn to respect our traditions? It has been centuries!"
Emmy responded, "It's an elven tradition! My father and I are humans!"
"Hey, Emmy, stop talking!" said Millan, who was frowning.
Then, everyone began to laugh happily.
In heaven, real fights very rarely happen.
Millan and Bertha had a successful marriage; some might say too successful.
Even after many centuries, they were happy every day, as if they had just married.
Bertha always doubted it had something to do with the light elements, but she never voiced it. Everyone was happy, so why ruin it?
Ray asked, "What is this food? It's so delicious! It's better than the last one."
Ray and Emma had their own lives.
Today, they came here for dinner, as usual.
Emma shook her head.
Her brother, Ray, was also a wood elf committed to traditions.
"It's a Golden apple specially gifted by the God of Fate!" said Bertha.
"Really? It doesn't taste like a Golden apple!" replied Ray.
The heaven's treasury had rank 10 and many lower-rank Golden apples.
This meal was a rank 3 Golden apple from the God of Fate.
"It shows my skill!" said Bertha proudly.
Everyone nodded.
To cook a Golden apple to taste good takes great skill.
According to Bertha, golden apples don't taste good, but they are healthy.
They ate happily and started to talk and laugh.
After a while, Emma said, "Please, Mom, come to our house next Friday! I'm going to show you what real food tastes like!"
Bertha responded, "Yeah, very unhealthy, smelly, meaty food, right? Emma, Please respect our traditions more!"
"But I'm not a wood elf," said Emma.
"But you are my child! That's all that matters!" said Bertha with a slight hint of anger.
Emma didn't answer; instead, she smiled and said farewell.
Just as she was about to leave, a loud noise shook everything!