Chapter 240: Cross-Dressing Can Make You Stronger

Although the official currency in the Wizard Community later became "meditation coins," players still habitually referred to them as "idiot coins."

The entire forum immediately became heated.

Cute Girl's Plea: "Fifty thousand idiot coins, damn it! You stinking chef, you've run a restaurant in our sandbox for so long. How much hard-earned money have you squeezed out of us?! (Shocked)"

"You've squeezed the hard-earned money of countless funeral chickens! How could you not make money? Before, without seasoning, just wrapped in plant sap, it sold for 200 idiot coins. Now that the seasoning species has evolved, adding just a bit of seasoning makes it 500! This black-hearted merchant even received an achievement! (Heartbroken)"

Innumerable people were visibly angry. A deposit of 50,000 was definitely a fortune; even the meditation-grinding players who specialized in the Wizard Community weren't that rich. This person was truly black-hearted.

"Wait, you mentioned an elf tribe. What's that all about?" someone suddenly spoke up.

Mumu Doesn't Talk: "Ahem, ahem, as a chef, I've now entered a new world and been highly paid to work for a Night Elf tribe. The treatment is excellent! I've developed deep feelings for the elves there. However, the elf tribe recently went to war, and our tribe is on the verge of extinction. War Trees are falling one by one, and the Tree of Life is also in grave danger. I want to ask everyone if there's any way for me, as a chef, to help an elf tribe."

He then explained some information about the world's biological structure, astonishing everyone. Another completely new world? And species can't survive there, but hero altars can be built? Everyone discussed animatedly, filled with extreme envy.

"Elf ladies!"

"So beautiful!"

A group of people looked at the screenshots, as if seeing goddesses from another dimension—beautiful and charming, more perfect than any celebrity in reality, like breathtaking, flawless treasures. Everyone immediately became incredibly jealous. This chef was actually surrounded by a bevy of beauties, the envy of all!

Which other species isn't miserable as soon as they enter? Slimes, Jianmu, and Thunder Hammers—misery is the norm for them. After all, they are all potential species with great potential, but they are incredibly weak upon entry. Before they even have time to develop, they are fought over as treasures and enslaved; that's unavoidable. But what about this one? He entered and immediately reached the peak of his life, hired as a chef!

"Kill this heretic!" Countless people were heartbroken.

Mumu Doesn't Talk: "Please have mercy, everyone! I was wrong, truly wrong! Can you bear to let such beautiful ladies die? (Trembling)"

Cute Girl, who usually idled around, sleeping and wandering, now also came out to join the fun.

Cute Girl Evolves into Dragon: "I don't believe it! If it were other worlds, it might make sense, but in this world, you're the only one. You didn't bring any seasoning species. Where do you get the seasoning to cook for them? You're the only seasoning!"

Mumu froze, his face like a bitter gourd. It seemed he couldn't hide it any longer and could only release a screenshot.

Woosh!

It was a screenshot of a group of cheerful young women tearing apart a strangely shaped tree, which then seemed to be poured onto delicious meat chunks.

Everyone: "!!!"

"Holy cow! Don't expose the painful truth! We were out of line; we admit our mistake!"

"So you sacrificed yourself for the ladies to eat? That shows deep love indeed! (Sarcastic)"

"This is the downside of not bringing a species: you can't reproduce, so you have to do everything yourself. After cooking, you even have to jump in and become the seasoning."

Everyone's faces flushed with excitement. "You black-hearted merchant, you finally got what you deserved!"

However, after a bout of teasing, they remembered the real issue: beauty is justice. How could they let those beautiful ladies, who had lived and laughed with Mumu for so long, simply die? But as stated, he was just a chef for a tribe, a seasoning species, completely powerless and without any potential. How could he intervene in the war of those Fourth-Tier elves? Even a clever chef cannot cook without ingredients.

"I can't think of a way."

"You're in a big bind, you weakling! There's no way. You're being torn into seasoning without resistance; how can a sponger like you help them defeat powerful enemies?"

"Impossible! We are formidable players; how can we not find a way?!"

"What about Cute Girl? Does she have a solution?"

Cute Girl Evolves into Dragon: "I'm completely clueless too. Perhaps the red-named players would know, but they've been in deep retreat lately and are unreachable. (Shrugs)"

Everyone discussed, at a loss. This was the first time they encountered such a difficult plea for help from another world, and they couldn't solve it. How can you, a useless seasoning, change the tide of war in such a short time? You're not even a First-Tier creature; even if you started cultivating from scratch, it would take time! Disaster is imminent.

Akina Mountain Speed: "Ahem, ahem, perhaps I have a way." Another well-known player appeared.

Everyone was surprised. This big shot had been recuperating and adjusting to the time difference since leaving the Wizard World, rarely appearing online. And this big shot's prowess was self-evident: he drove incredibly fast, was extremely sinister and cunning. He had previously tricked and killed several red-named players by himself, set up traps for counter-kills, miraculously turned the tide against the Cthulhu, and even prepared a contingency plan for Cerebellum Tiger's descent after his own death, which is why Cerebellum Tiger later descended and spent his last moments with Linda, with lovers finally united. The scenes from back then were still vivid.

"Patrick Star, flawless strategist! Perhaps he really does have a way!" Everyone was delighted. This big shot had an extremely high IQ and terrifying strategies; he might actually have some brilliant plan.

Mumu Doesn't Talk was also excited: "You're amazing, boss! What's the plan? Mumu thanks you on behalf of all the elf ladies!"

Akina Mountain Speed: "Ahem, ahem, I heard someone opened a BBQ restaurant in the sandbox while I was away, slaughtering hundreds of funeral chickens, constantly grilling them, and even advertising it as the Creator God's favorite delicacy—just remove the head and eat it—all for huge profits?"

Everyone's expressions immediately turned strange. It was over. Akina Mountain Speed drove incredibly fast and held grudges. Chef Mumu had gotten rich from funeral chickens, and now the boss was coming for him. The boss had been waiting for this moment.

Mumu Doesn't Talk also had a bitter look. He knew that whatever the big shot said or asked him to do, he would have to accept it, as he was asking for a favor. Mumu Doesn't Talk: "Boss, I was wrong. (Trembling, kowtows)"

Akina Mountain Speed: "Don't worry, don't you know my character? I'm a generous person, so I won't hold it against you. I won't ask for any compensation either. I'll give you a free idea that will allow you to instantly turn the tide of the war."

Everyone was stunned. Was that really him behind the computer?

Akina Mountain Speed: "Ahem, ahem, I've rested for so long that an entire ancient world has passed by. I've had enough rest. I'm very interested in this Ancient Tree World, and I'm officially making my return. Starting today, I will re-enter the sandbox and re-develop my own species. Please bear with me. As for this matter, I'll write an 'Ancient Tree World' plan review, as a sort of announcement for my return. Just give me ten minutes."

Everyone immediately understood. This big shot had been resting for so long, and now he was finally announcing his return as a king? Reviews were Akina Mountain Speed's habit. This big shot particularly loved writing reviews; the very first public beta review was written by him, introducing strategies for the Spore Evolution Sandbox to everyone. Later, he wrote a trending review titled "Our World, the Myriad Worlds," which revealed the truth about the Wizard World and identified the giant sitting on a chair eating fruit in the yard as the legendary Creator God, the sole existence transcending dimensions, space, and causality. After being absent for so long, everyone, to be honest, had missed him somewhat.

Mumu Doesn't Talk: "Wait!! Boss, the time difference outside isn't right! If I wait ten minutes here, many days will have passed in there! A war is happening, and the situation is probably worsening. They might have already reached the Night Elf tribe's vicinity!"

Akina Mountain Speed: "Don't worry. Your time is already short. Since I said I have a plan, I'm certainly not concerned about a few minutes. I'll let you instantly reverse the situation and achieve a desperate comeback. Moving forward, my plan has an 80% success rate and will instantly grant you at least Fifth-Tier strength, allowing you to become an elven hero, resurrect on a hero altar, enter the battlefield, and lead those Night Elves to turn the tide."

What!? Let this chef become an elven hero? Is this a joke?! Everyone found it inconceivable. Keep in mind, this black-hearted little chef is just an ordinary life form, not even First-Tier. How could he instantly reach Fifth-Tier? That's utterly impossible! It defies all logic. Furthermore, Mumu Doesn't Talk isn't like the veteran players who have experienced a world and gained cultivation experience, allowing them to quickly re-cultivate to high realms. Even for a veteran player, it would be impossible to go from zero to Fifth-Tier in just a few days. And this world doesn't even have a cultivation system; one can't grow stronger here. How could he possibly reach Fifth-Tier?

But the one speaking was Akina Mountain Speed. This big shot had previously faced the insurmountable Cthulhu, and everyone, including Almin, Medusa, and Circe, had despaired. Yet, he still found various inconceivable ways to persuade Medusa, reaching an agreement to ally with her. He pioneered the "crowdfunded godhood" method and defeated Cthulhu.

"But this time, the brilliant strategist Patrick Star hasn't even entered that world, has he?"

"This is too exaggerated! He just listened from the outside and can come up with a plan?"

"Even if Zhuge Liang were alive, he wouldn't be able to fathom what he's planning to instantly get a newbie player, a mere seasoning, to Fifth-Tier, make him an elven hero, and save the tribe..."

Everyone debated, waiting. Their faces were filled with anticipation, eager to see how the big shot would turn Mumu's desperate situation around!? It would be incredibly exciting!

About eight minutes later, a post was indeed published:

"New World Review: Mumu's Comeback Plan: Strength Through Cross-Dressing!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Akina Mountain Speed. It's been a long time since we last met. Don't doubt it, my speed is still just as fast. I just saw a post online that has sparked a phenomenal discussion in the forum, becoming a hot topic."

"A brand new, unknown world has opened, filled entirely with ancient trees. Many players are calling it the 'Ancient Tree World.'"

"I've also briefly glanced at the description, and it's a very wondrous new world with many unknowns. So, I'm going to ride the hype wave now and, based on my personal perspective, write a review of the new world and my future predictions. Follow me..."