Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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But it was like a nuclear bomb detonated in the silent depths of the sea, the shockwave of which caused a brief blank in the minds of everyone present.

Drive away...the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor?

What an international joke!

Drager frowned deeply, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts.

This little dragon's obsession is just too much!

How many tens of thousands of years have passed? Why are you still thinking about taking down that guy, the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor?

Please!

Even at his peak, he could only manage a draw with Albion; the two of them combined wouldn't be enough for Orpheus to crush with a single finger.

Now, should we send her to help deal with that monster among monsters that is outside the scope of the monsters?

That wasn't helping out, that was delivering groceries!

If these two monsters were to actually fight each other in the solar system, Earth would be the first to be wiped out!

"Hey, hey, hey, Sister Orpheus, are you kidding me?"

Draig finally couldn't hold back any longer. She jumped up from the ground and pointed at her own nose.

"Let me go? Look at myself now, do I look like someone who can fight? I'd just be feeding them kills!"

All she wants now is to play games peacefully, drink cola, occasionally get "slaughtered" by Zhou Ye, and then have a sparring match with Albian. She can't even avoid such god-like battles where she has to fight someone of a higher level! It's true that she liked fighting before and wanted to settle things with Albian, but she was swept away by the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor's fierce dragon tail sweep and was left lying there seriously injured in some corner!

However, Orpheus completely ignored Drag's protests.

She just stared at her quietly, her purple pupils like a bottomless ancient well, reflecting nothing.

That pure, unadulterated "need" is more stressful than any threat.

"Hmph, how ridiculous!"

A cold and arrogant voice broke the silence.

It's Vali Lucifer!

He took a step forward, and the white dragon royal wings behind him burst forth with a dazzling and furious light, Albion's will becoming clearer than ever before.

"Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God! Are you ignoring me?"

Albion's voice was filled with fury and resentment at being outdone by his nemesis.

"This creature has abandoned the glory of being a celestial dragon and become a man's pet! She is unworthy! I, the White Dragon Emperor Albion, am the one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you!"

A belligerent smile also appeared on Vali's face.

“That’s right, Orpheus. If you need power, then I am your best choice!”

He yearns to fight against the strong and challenge the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor; this is the stage he has always dreamed of!

The betrayal of her arch-enemy startled Draeg for a moment, then she laughed.

OK! Very good!

That silly white dragon has finally done something good!

Hurry! Pick her! Send her to her death!

All eyes were on Orpheus.

Faced with the White Dragon Emperor's self-recommendation, what will she choose?

However, Orpheus merely glanced at Vali.

Just that one glance.

Then, she looked away, continued to stare at Draig, and uttered three words.

"You are too weak right now."

boom!

These three words are more damaging than any of the previous sentences!

The smile on Vali's face froze instantly.

The white dragon imperial wings behind him were flashing intensely, almost out of control!

"What did you say--!"

Albion's roar was filled with the madness of utter humiliation.

She, one of the Celestial Dragons and one of the sources of the God-Slaying Gear, was actually evaluated as...too weak?

Orpheus continued his uneventful output.

"Albian, the past is the past, the present is the present. Don't mistake the past for the present."

"Pfft."

Draig couldn't help but laugh.

She looked at Wally with schadenfreude and shrugged.

"Did you hear that, Albion? They think you're bad."

This added insult to injury turned Vali's face ashen, and a surge of magical power coursed through his body, making him almost ready to attack on the spot.

"Alright, alright, let's settle this."

Just then, a lazy voice interrupted.

Zhou Ye stood up and slowly walked to Drag, blocking Orpheus's view.

He stretched and yawned, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

“I said, Miss Gothic Lolita.”

He looked Orpheus up and down, then spoke in a tone like a market vendor chatting with someone.

"Isn't it a bit impolite to poach my employees right in front of me?"

"staff?"

Orpheus finally looked directly at Zhou Ye, and for the first time, a hint of "doubt" appeared in her pupils.

"She's mine."

Zhou Ye pointed confidently at Dreig behind him.

"Those who sign a contract of servitude, for life, will have their souls under my control after death."

He paused, then started counting on his fingers.

"If you want her to help you with the work, that's fine. But we need to discuss the conditions."

"First of all, we should give them a travel allowance, right? The other party is the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor, this is an extremely high-risk mission, so the danger allowance should be maximized."

"Secondly, what if something happens to her? How will the workers' compensation be calculated? It takes a lot of work for me to recreate it. The cost of materials, labor, and compensation for emotional distress cannot be reduced."

"Last and most important."

Zhou Ye looked at Orpheus with a serious expression.

"If she leaves, who will play games with me? You have to make up for the game progress she missed these past few days, and you also have to compensate me with a limited edition figurine!"

The whole place was dead silent.

Sazex held his forehead.

Azazel's mouth dropped open.

Rias, Akeno Himejima, and the others had expressions that said, "I knew it!" Zhou Ye had caught Nami's influence and become like Nami himself.

Negotiate with the Infinite Dragon God?

And they talked about it in such a...refined and unconventional way?

I estimate that only Zhou Ye in the whole world could do something like this.

Kruzere Asmodeus's face turned pale with anger, and he was about to rebuke Zhou Ye for his rudeness.

Orpheus raised his hand to stop him.

She looked at Zhou Ye, and her empty purple pupils seemed to finally reflect something.

She felt it.

Within the man before her, there was a strange power—chaotic yet unified, contradictory yet harmonious—that even she could not fully comprehend.

"you……"

Orpheus tilted his head, like a curious child.

"Very strong celery."

She gave a completely different conclusion than when she evaluated Wally.

Then, in her flat tone, she spoke more directly.

"Give her to me."

Chapter 235 The Bet: Three Moves to Determine the Victory

"Give her to me."

Orpheus's emotionless statement was like a lake surface tossed with a pebble; seemingly calm, it had actually stirred up a raging storm.

Zhou Ye smiled.

He reached out and pulled the bewildered Draig behind him, his movements as casual as if he were protecting his own child who had gotten into trouble.

"I'm sorry, Orpheus."

His tone was languid, yet carried an uncompromising resolve.

"I reject."

"you……"

Kruzere Asmodeus, standing next to Orpheus, changed his expression and was about to speak angrily.