dmims Chapter 312, Section 311: Traveling with Transmigrators? No!
Chapter 312, Section 311: Traveling with Transmigrators? No!
Chapter 312, Section 311: Traveling with Transmigrators? No!
The path winds its way under the starry sky.
The sound of flowing water came from the center of the island.
A clear stream meanders through the area, its water shimmering with a silvery sheen under the moonlight.
Ian was flying.
"This place is really big." He walked through a dense forest with glowing flowers, surrounded by a faint fragrance of flowers and the smell of damp earth in the air.
When the view suddenly opened up, Ian's breath caught in his throat. On the other side of the island, a giant stone house stood on a cliff surrounded by waterfalls. Water cascaded down from special grooves in the roof, forming seven miniature rainbows in the sunlight. The walls of the stone house were pieced together from irregularly shaped polygonal stones.
The walls are covered with cracks left by time, but the whole structure remains incredibly sturdy. The roof is dome-shaped and inlaid with pieces of crystal-clear glass.
It refracts a dazzling array of colors under the starlight.
Ian knows.
My own perplexing observations.
Not far away.
Perhaps the answer lies there.
Because Ian could see, with the extraordinary vision of a legendary wizard, the kind of vision that reaches the level of a prodigy, that every seam of the stone was inlaid with glowing Titan runes.
Three nested rings,
It is the exclusive mark of a high-ranking Titan.
He had seen similar patterns on the Sky City before. Clearly, seeing them again in this place now proved that this was indeed the place built by the Titans.
As for whether the island floating in the starry sky is the former territory of the Titans, Ian is not entirely sure—perhaps that's a possibility.
It is said that children love to learn from their parents.
No matter what.
Zeus and his group could be considered the "children" of the Titans. If they had ever known about or visited this place, they would have clearly found a reason for creating the Sky City.
of course.
Suspended in the sky.
It certainly can't compare to floating in the starry sky.
Earth.
It floats quietly in the universe, like a sleeping dream. And this island is like a fragment that fell from the dream, encased in a layer of transparent bubbles.
Floating among the stars.
Looking out at the Earth.
It did indeed resemble a palace held aloft by the true "gods." However, for some unknown reason, the Titans abandoned this place and went to live on Earth.
Ian also had some wildly imaginative ideas.
"Titans... what exactly are they?"
As he walked toward the stone house, he couldn't help but observe the island. In the sky, the surface of the bubbles glowed faintly, like ripples reflecting starlight.
It traces soft arcs in the darkness.
They resembled a shield, or even an outer shell. Because of this feeling, Ian made a bold guess: perhaps these so-called 'Titans' weren't life forms on Earth at all. Perhaps they came from the depths of space, some highly advanced extraterrestrial visitors, and the idea that aliens created humanity might have a magical twist?
"This entire floating island might be their spaceship."
"Or perhaps it's a colony or a laboratory. Who says aliens have to use metal spaceships? Maybe for them, life itself can be part of the technology."
have to say.
Ian's theory does have some merit. Of course, it's just his theory; the real story can only be found out by finding the last surviving Titan.
The main reason is that Ian killed too many Titans before he even had a chance to understand them properly, and the race was already doomed to extinction.
However, what if they have other people on other planets?
So Ian didn't really commit any terrible sins.
"There are traces of life here."
Ian flew over a beach.
He landed on the ground and saw what appeared to be a sandcastle and various sand sculptures on the beach, his feet sinking into the soft, silvery sand.
Each step leaves a glowing footprint, which slowly fades and disappears after a few seconds.
"So, this is also something that Titan came up with. Childish mentality? That makes sense. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come up with so many fancy tricks that left me speechless."
Ian did not destroy those "works of art".
He took to the sky again.
The entire island, suspended in the starry sky, was enveloped by a giant transparent bubble, with many smaller bubbles constantly floating in the sky, like transparent trails blown by an invisible hand.
Crossing the beach.
Then comes another jungle—the distribution is indeed unscientific, but it is, after all, a place that has been planned and designed by humans, so the connection between these areas can be considered reasonable.
The dense forest stretches out from the edge of the beach.
The tree's branches and trunks had a translucent texture, with a mercury-like liquid flowing inside. The crown was covered with fist-sized flowers, each petal like the finest silk, edged with tiny specks of light. These flowers opened and closed with an invisible rhythm, releasing pale purple pollen with a minty fragrance.
Everything looked stunning, as if it had been directly printed from a painting. Even the waterfalls and lakes seemed to defy gravity, cascading in all directions.
It was absolutely spectacular.
"What is that?"
Just then.
A series of shadows flashed past Ian's eyes.
Ian looked up and saw several flying Pokémon circling in the air—Charizard, Dragonite, and Zapdos, their figures appearing exceptionally agile under the starlight. Beside them, several Digimon—WarGreymon, Angewomon, and Flyingdramon—were also battling the Pokémon.
of course.
It wasn't a battle.
They soared through the sky at incredible speeds, seemingly without any hostility towards each other, as if they were playing some kind of game. What was even more comical was the situation on the ground.
The situation on the ground explains why there seems to be no food chain here. In the nearby coconut grove, a group of Pokémon and Digimon are fighting over coconuts! A group of Pikachu and Gabumon are rolling around on the beach, sparks and bubbles flying everywhere. Not far away, Team Squirtle is using their shells to ram into a group of Patamon.
All the fighting revolved around coconuts scattered everywhere.
What is it about these coconuts that makes them so appealing?
Ian saw it very quickly.
Bulbasaur used its vines to wrap around the coconut and pull it toward itself, while a Garurumon swung its claws and cleaved the coconut open, revealing the steaming food inside.
It's curry rice and roast chicken.
"What the hell? What's so special about these coconuts?" Ian couldn't believe his eyes. He lowered his altitude and saw yet another coconut that had been knocked open split in two.
It definitely doesn't contain coconut juice or fruit pulp.
It's a steaming bowl of twice-cooked pork rice!
"What... what's going on?"
Ian's eyes widened.
I almost wondered if I had stumbled into the set of some otherworldly comedy film.
The aroma instantly filled the air, sparking an even fiercer struggle. To call it a struggle was a bit of a back-and-forth, like a pack of dogs fighting over food.
Every Pokémon and Digimon looks like a foodie.
Ok.
It does smell incredibly delicious.
"Did Doraemon even sew this Titan?" Ian remembered that this kind of thing was from Doraemon, and he dared not imagine what the Titan that was driven away was made of.
This place, stitched together from countless fragments of the world, these creatures that should never have met, and the laws of physics that defy all common sense—all point to a mad possibility.
Titan was a time traveler too!
"It's making me want to start stealing food from them."
Ian landed in the coconut grove.
The air was filled with a faint aroma of rice and caramel.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
That means they want to eat something.
"It smells really good."
His gaze settled on a few golden coconuts. These coconuts were scattered among the silvery-white sand, their shells gleaming with an unusual luster, as if imbued with some kind of magic. Just as he bent down, before his fingers even touched the rough surface of the coconuts, a rustling sound came from the surrounding bushes.
"Pikachu!"
A yellow bolt of lightning shot out from the bushes, Pikachu's electric sacs crackled, and its tiny paws lunged at the coconut. Immediately afterward, a Gabumon charged out from the other side, baring its teeth and its eyes fierce.
"Hey, first come, first served!" Ian clicked his tongue, quickly raised his wand, and a blue light flashed at the tip, creating an invisible magical barrier in front of him.
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Pikachu's Thunderbolt slammed into the barrier, sending electric current flying and blasting sand particles up the beach. Gabumon, not to be outdone, opened its mouth and spewed out a string of bubbles.
But it exploded with a "pop pop pop" sound when it hit the barrier.
It turned into tiny specks of light.
"I don't have time to fight you guys." Ian sighed, and with a gentle twist of his wand, several mud waves suddenly rose from the ground, rolling towards the two little guys like living creatures. Pikachu and Gabumon were overturned by the sudden mud waves, tumbling around a few times before scrambling to their feet, dazed and confused, and staring at him warily.
His whole body was covered in dirt.
Ian didn't give them a chance to react. With a flick of his finger, several magical orbs of light appeared in the air, swirling around them like sprites. Pikachu's ears immediately perked up, and Gabumon took two steps back—these orbs of light were harmless, but their flickering light clearly reminded them of some unpleasant experiences.
"If you don't leave, I'll make them explode, okay?" Ian deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be fierce.
Pikachu and Gabumon exchanged a glance and finally decided to retreat. One swung its tail and disappeared into the bushes, while the other took off running, not forgetting to turn back and bare its teeth at him.
Apart from these two little guys.
Of course, there are other little guys trying to steal food from him.
A Gomamon charged out from the other side, its mouth agape, ready to bite the coconut; another Gadoruru stood coldly on a branch, its gaze fixed on the coconut in Ian's hand, seemingly poised to strike at any moment. Ian suddenly swung his hand, and magic exploded in the air into a dazzling burst of sparks.
It traced a dazzling trail in the night, accompanied by a deep rumble.
"Bang!"
The light and shockwave spread out instantly, startling the little creatures so much that they stopped what they were doing and screamed as they took a few steps back.
"Waaaaaah—!"
"Whoa!"
Several Digimon even turned and ran away, while the remaining Pokémon stared wide-eyed at Ian warily, clearly not daring to make any further moves.
"Seriously, is it really worth it for a coconut?"
Ian shook his head and bent down to pick up three coconuts. They were much heavier than ordinary coconuts, and their shells were engraved with tiny runes, like some kind of preservation magic.
There were too many little guys around.
Ian retreated to the relatively safe beach area.
When the first coconut was opened, a rich aroma of sauce wafted out – teriyaki chicken leg rice, with glossy and crispy chicken skin, a rich sauce, and rice grains that were still steaming hot, as if it had just come out of the pot.
The second dish is braised chicken with rice. The broth is still bubbling, the chicken is tender and smooth, the potatoes are soft and glutinous, and the broth has soaked into the rice.
The third coconut was the most extravagant; when opened, it revealed a complete platter of roasted meat, accompanied by roasted vegetables and garlic bread. The sizzling meat patties were even sprinkled with fresh rosemary.
"A three-piece meal set? Is Titan running a takeout restaurant?"
Ian was somewhat amused and exasperated. He had been eating shared meals before he transmigrated, but now he was eating them again after transmigrating? He didn't know if this was luck or coincidence.
of course.
Of course, one thing is certain.
There's definitely something wrong with that Titan.
I broke open a coconut shell to use as a bowl, grabbed a teriyaki chicken leg with my hand, and the moment I bit into it, my eyes widened slightly—
The smoky aroma from a wok!
The chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the sauce was perfectly balanced between sweet and salty, and the rice absorbed the essence of the meat juices, each bite still warm from the pot. The braised chicken broth was rich and fragrant, the roasting of the meat was just right, and you could even hear the subtle sound of the oil bursting in your mouth. This was better than anything Ian had ever had before.
"My God... this tastes almost exactly like I remember!" She couldn't help but wolf down her food, exclaiming between bites, "How did the Titans, these ancient gods, manage to replicate these things so accurately? Even the aroma and texture are so perfectly replicated! And the seasonings are things that only exist in later generations."
"Could there really be time travelers traveling with us?"
Ian ate it all up.
Before he left.
I took one last look at the Pokémon and Digimon still fighting over the coconut. They seemed to have forgotten their earlier struggle and were now drooling over a particularly large coconut.
"What a wondrous and absurd creator."
Ian shook his head.
He used his flying technique to speed towards the stone house.
Whatever the "components" of that Titan.
The answer must lie in that giant stone house covered in runes.
My curiosity is completely piqued.
The glowing coconut trees beneath our feet shimmered with a soft halo in the starlight.
Ian glanced back at the little creatures, a slight smile playing on his lips. Then, he spread his arms and, with the aid of his magical cloak, gracefully flew towards the enormous stone house standing in the center of the island.
As you get closer, the building's full appearance gradually becomes clear—its surface is covered with cracks left by time and weathering, yet it remains as sturdy as ever. The roof is dome-shaped.
The most striking feature is the huge relief above the main entrance, which depicts a giant beast with outstretched wings, the very same phoenix Ian had seen on the horizon.
Upon landing and approaching, Ian discovered that there were no protective measures, no barriers, no guards, and not even a locked door.
The stone house's door was ajar, as if waiting for his arrival.
"So casual?" Ian frowned and reached out to push the door open. The heavy stone door slid open silently, revealing a spacious interior.
The scene inside the stone house was completely unexpected—there was no ancient altar, no mountain of magical books, and not even the magnificent sculptures common among the Titans.
Instead, it's a... shut-in girl's room?
The walls were covered with various anime and manga posters, game consoles and comic books were piled up in the corner, and a huge beanbag chair occupied the center of the room, and sitting on it—
She is a three-meter-tall female Titan.
Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down to her waist, the ends shimmering with a faint blue light. Her skin was as radiant as moonlight, and she wore only a loose T-shirt printed with an anime character that Ian didn't recognize. At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged, holding a huge game console that had clearly been magically modified.
The pixelated figures on the screen are engaged in a fierce battle.
Ian stood there, stunned.
This was completely different from the Titans he had imagined—no majesty, no sense of oppression, even… a little cute? If you consider the size of a Titan.
This Titan.
Perhaps she's a little girl? Just as Ian's expression was becoming more interesting, the female Titan didn't even look up, her fingers still deftly pressing the buttons as she played the game.
Good morning, Teacher Raven.
She spoke softly.
The voice was clear.
It was as if they had known he would come all along.
(End of this chapter)