"Because he had actually 'died', no matter how much his body was injured, it would repair itself like a Nocturnal species, placing him on invincible ground."

"At least that's how it seemed."

"But according to calculations, absorbing the Supernatural Power of Pseudo-Humans like Old Mo did should have turned one into a Pseudo-Human in a short time... but he didn't, because he anchored himself and the Cafeteria together."

"What do you mean? What does 'anchored together' mean?" Mao Feiyang didn't understand.

Mu Daxian explained, "'Binding,' 'tying up'? In any case, it's something like that... The Cafeteria itself has Supernatural Traits, and Old Mo, with his own spirit as the kindling, ignited himself, a part of the Cafeteria's Supernatural Power, and the Supernatural Power absorbed from the Pseudo-Humans, along with many indescribable things, creating a chain reaction never explored since the establishment of the school district, and eventually turned himself into this form of life."

"Originally, the sheer number of Pseudo-Humans was enough to bypass Old Mo and take over the Cafeteria, but they all failed in the end."

"Because by overlaying their own cognition onto 'Cafeteria,' they couldn't lower the 'Cafeteria' layer and sink it into the ocean..."

"The one preventing them from rewriting the Cafeteria's layer was Old Mo's will."

"Like a virus invasion, on that night, the 'firewall' built by Old Mo's will forcefully blocked all the Pseudo-Humans' rewriting attempts... until the Convenience Store owner came back."

"According to information given later by the Convenience Store owner, Old Mo, in the final moments, completed a 'Mutual Lock,' or what could also be called 'mutually anchoring' with the 'Cafeteria'."

"The result of this anchoring is that Old Mo has anchored the 'Cafeteria' right behind him, and he is, as the Cafeteria's chef, standing at the entrance of the Cafeteria."

"Old Mo, unyielding, forcibly anchored the Cafeteria to the concept of 'Cafeteria' with his will, and using the Cafeteria as an anchor point, anchored his own Identity as a chef, keeping himself on the verge of transforming into a Pseudo-Human and then sustaining his 'body' by directly devouring the Supernatural Power of the Pseudo-Humans to maintain his combat ability..."

"He set himself on fire and then threw himself into an oil barrel; as long as there was oil in the barrel, he wouldn't go out."

"In this way, Old Mo achieved a sort of conceptual closed loop on the layer level, unless there was a presence that could crush his kind of will; otherwise, the combined entity formed by him and the Cafeteria, was like a knife on credit named Fate Controller."

"A knife... without any cooldown time called Fate Controller."

"Then isn't that an insoluble absolute defense, like cheating?" Mao Feiyang's eyes widened, his mind filled with an image of a hero dancing crookedly in front of a crystal.

Mu Daxian sighed, "There is no such thing as absolute defense... As long as it can defend, it has a value, and if it has a value, it can't be absolute... Any defense we can think of is vulnerable in the face of Conceptual Rank power."

"Old Mo can draw a circle on paper to block things outside of it, but if It were to come, It could simply tear the paper... That's why the Convenience Store owner needs to expel It, do you understand?"

Power that can only cleave to paper is unimaginably frail before power that can trample the paper.

But power also cleaving to paper, as long as the ink is thick enough, can resist other colors.

That is Old Mo.

"Moreover..." Mu Daxian added, "Old Mo is now unable to leave the Cafeteria area, he can't even leave the spot he's in... because he's self-anchoring all the time, and once his will slackens, the 'Mutual Lock' will be undone, and he might very well vanish into thin air..."

Mao Feiyang fell silent: "So you're saying... Old Mo has been tensing his will like that ever since the 70th Grey Mist Invasion until now?"

Mu Daxian's eyelids drooped slightly, and he nodded with pursed lips, "His numb appearance isn't because he's lost his mind, but rather because he's too focused. The extreme of everything will revert, and great wisdom can appear foolish, that's why he seems that way..."

"Perhaps having tasted the full flavor of sacrifice, Old Mo couldn't bear to see his comrades sacrificed again, so he's been holding on like that since then..."

"One could say that as long as Old Mo is there, even if the Cafeteria is breached, it won't fall; he is the last drop of blood of the Cafeteria, embodying the Chef's creed 'As long as there is a person, the Cafeteria exists' in the truest sense."

A breath of celestial energy kept Old Mo hanging on from the 70th Grey Mist Invasion to the 73rd... Mao Feiyang, silent and unsure of what to say, felt that verbal admiration was utterly insufficient to convey anything for such a person.

The oppressive atmosphere made it hard for Mao Feiyang to breathe, and he felt increasingly incapable of feeling the weight of that night, only able to silently shift the topic, attempting to pull Mu Daxian out of that sorrowful and solemn mood, "Brother Xian, you even know the Chef's creed?"

Mu Daxian slowly came back to his senses and then calmly said, "Old Mo had muttered about some, I just happened to hear it and remembered it, but I didn't catch much, so I don't remember it all..."

"Then why is he now wearing a blue apron? Isn't it supposed to be black?" Mao Feiyang asked.

Mu Daxian shook his head, "I'm not sure, but it might relate to the Chef's traits or perhaps it's to accommodate others."

"He's at the entrance of the Cafeteria, but he's on a different layer from us, so normal people can't see him. And those with unstable mental states, who are already unstable, seeing a chef in an apron that is neither blue nor green but black, will only get more confused, and thus deepen the Contamination..."

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