Witch Special

How should I put it about the battle with Cirno...

This was a good lesson for Lin Zhenxi. If a spell card had no clever changes and relied solely on sheer numbers, how clumsy it would become.

Lin Zhenxi couldn't help but feel thankful for her meticulous approach to spell cards. The first few she'd made were practically on par with Cirno's. Straightforward, with a single attack method, they lacked any value besides quantity. And even that, the sheer volume of magic crammed into a spell card was no match for a carefully arranged one.

Therefore, Cirno's defeat was a foregone conclusion, without any suspense. After discovering that Cirno's spell cards were strangely weak, Lin Zhenxi didn't even bother to use them, and just waved her wand to fight her.

The one hundred spell cards Lin Zhenxi had were all blank spell card templates given to her by Patchouli-sensei. She couldn't make high-quality blank spell cards herself. While one hundred cards sounded like a lot, it was only one hundred. Each one she used was one less. She wasn't very willing to use her high-quality spell cards on an opponent of Cirno's level. It was almost like using money to make paper airplanes and throwing them out the window.

As she sprayed sparks at Cirno, who didn't even try to dodge, Lin Zhenxi realized that even though her own low-quality spell cards weren't very effective, they still had value. At least she didn't feel bad about throwing them away. Even the rubbishest spell cards were still spell cards, and they were better than throwing sparks one by one. So, she should stockpile some of the spell cards she'd crafted herself.

Besides, Lin Zhenxi couldn't possibly keep the one hundred spell cards Patchouli-sensei gave her forever. One hundred wasn't too few, nor too many either; eventually, they'd all run out. And spell card making was something you gained proficiency with. If Lin Zhenxi didn't make blank spell cards, her skill would continue to decline, becoming a weakness.

Even without spell cards, beating Cirno wasn't difficult at all, because after using her spell cards, the little idiot would just stand there, facing the enemy and continuously shooting ice spikes, ice needles, ice balls, freezing air currents, and the like. She would catch as many sparks as Lin Zhenxi threw at her with her staff, and soon she was beaten so badly that she couldn't even find her way. She spun around like a drunk and fell into the lake below.

Lin Zhenxi hesitated for a moment whether to rescue the little fool, and then she saw Cirno floating directly on the surface of the lake. Although her eyes had turned into whirlpools, the lake water below seemed to lift her up, allowing most of her body to float on the water. It was completely different from the drowning of ordinary people.

Seeing that Cirno was not afraid of falling into the water at all, Lin Zhenxi felt relieved and flew away directly.

Not long after Lin Zhenxi flew away, a little girl with green hair, wearing a light yellow dress and fairy wings on the back broke through the mist and flew to Cirno's side. Seeing that Cirno was defeated again, she called out Cirno's name sadly, jumped onto the water and pulled the idiot out of the water.

Then, she disappeared into the mist holding Cirno.

Even if you are a fool, you still have good friends who you can play with.

After shooting down Cirno, there were no more obstacles along the way. Lin Maki successfully crossed the mist lake and came to the torii passage.

Before entering the torii gate passage, Lin Zhenxi took out the invitation to the celebration and aimed it at the first torii gate at the foot of the mountain in front of him.

The invitation in his hand shattered, and a ball of light flew out from it, surrounding Lin Zhenxi's body.

This ball of light is the "operating system" of the celebration game, the kind that the protagonist in novels about time travel to another world often carries with him. It can create buildings out of thin air, and then pre-set soldiers will emerge from the buildings at regular intervals.

It has many other features, like tracking kill counts and achievement trophies, mission prompts, and most importantly, life-saving and forced respawns. In short, it has everything a proper game system should have. It's hard to believe Patchouli designed this system; it's so comprehensive that Hayashi Maki feels like someone other than a seasoned gaming geek couldn't have designed it.

Maybe, Teacher Patchouli also received assistance from other people?

Anyway, Teacher Patchouli's celebration event was well-organized, because the score ranking shown on the invitation letter is often changing, which means that even now, half a year after the event, there are still people who are constantly trying to challenge higher difficulties and improve their results and rankings.

No matter what, Lin Zhenxi stepped directly into the torii passage and began to head towards the top of the mountain, returning to the celebration world that had been polluted by the Gray Followers and bringing them sacred purification.

As Lin Zhenxi entered the torii gate, the surrounding white noise suddenly vanished, leaving only the soft clatter of Lin Zhenxi's shoes on the bluestone path leading to the mountaintop. In this silent environment, even the originally subtle sound was amplified to a level that could not be ignored.

tread, tread, tread...

Amidst the quiet footsteps, Lin Zhenxi's heart seemed to calm down, becoming as still as a still well. Finally, this passage formed by the row of torii gates came to an end.

A world with a blood-red head and pitch-black in front once again opened its arms towards Lin Zhenxi and pounced on him with a grin.

While flying isn't prohibited in the Festival World, once you enter it, your strength will be limited. Flying high into the sky under the shadow of the Blood Moon will be incredibly conspicuous, instantly alerting the Gray Folk within the Festival World. With limited strength, rashly provoking attacks from so many flying enemies is clearly unwise.

However, Lin Zhenxi passed through the Torii Gate and once again entered the celebration world with the blood moon in the sky, but he did not feel his strength being suppressed. What does this mean?

There is only one truth, that is, Lin Zhenxi has not even reached the strength of those strong men after being weakened. Even if their strength is restricted, they are still stronger than the current Lin Zhenxi.

Not to mention that as the base is upgraded, players can also choose to unlock their own strength. Each upgrade unlocks 20% of their strength. As long as they use the upgrade opportunity five times, they can directly bring their full strength into the celebration world and kill everyone.

This is a celebration for the entire Dead Courtyard, after all. Everyone's here to have fun, not to be tortured. Why set the difficulty so high? Do you think you, Patchouli Noreki, are any good? Who would praise you for doing this?

But it was clear that Lin Zhenxi had no chance of crushing them all like the others; she hadn't even reached the limit of her strength. Patchouli's teacher had set her the challenge of clearing the most difficult level, Mochizuki. She could almost imagine the immense difficulties she would face.

Others come here to play, but she probably comes here to challenge her limits.

However, the most basic level shouldn't be too difficult, after all, it's a level prepared for ordinary people. No matter how poor Lin Zhenxi's level is, it's impossible that he is not as good as an ordinary person without extraordinary powers, right?

Now, find a suitable location to place your base and start blasting out troops!

The scope of the celebration world completely copied the main world of the Garden of Death, which had one advantage: Lin Zhenxi's knowledge of the Garden of Death's location was still valid. Lin Zhenxi immediately thought of a perfect location, which was the location of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

The Lake of Mist is the largest lake in the Garden of the Dead, and the Scarlet Devil Mansion is located on the island in the middle of the Lake of Mist. It is almost surrounded by water on all sides, with only a narrow strip of land connecting the Scarlet Devil Mansion to the lakeshore facing the human world.

If Lin Zhenxi placed the base there, he could avoid being attacked by enemies on land. As for the enemies in the water...

Let's take a look first. At a low difficulty level, it's impossible that the enemy already has all the land, sea, and air forces. The enemies should still be mainly on land.

Being weak isn't without its advantages. At least I'm not suppressed by the Festival World at all, and I can use everything as I want. Lin Zhenxi thought to himself as he took out his magic broom.

In the Garden of the Dead, "flying" is the equivalent of walking, or at best, running. If you really need to travel quickly, transportation is definitely more convenient. Furthermore, in a place like the Garden of the Dead, where mystery reigns and elements flourish, even ordinary magic items become more effective. The magic broom is a prime example; here, it not only flies faster than "flying," but also consumes less mana.

Lin Zhenxi's current task was to quickly traverse the forest, transformed by the Ash's influence into a gloomy and terrifying place, and reach the Mist Lake. Unable to fly high, she would inevitably be attacked by the beasts and fur balls driven wild by the Ash's influence. Furthermore, she was now facing an entire festival world as an enemy. Delaying any longer would clearly be disadvantageous, so she had no choice but to break through.

After assembling the magic broom, Lin Zhenxi stepped on it, lowered his body, pushed his feet on the ground, and drove the magic broom into the air.

Lin Zhenxi wasn't quite at that level yet, riding the magic broom through the densely branched forest. She chose a height close to the treetops. While she would still be visible to enemies in the sky, at least she wouldn't be visible to enemies further away, attracting fewer monsters.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Zhenxi flew to a height close to the treetops. After identifying the direction, he flew towards the Misty Lake.