After coming into contact with the Eternal Damnation of Gospel and the Mercury Wooden Horse of Senluo, Ash would occasionally think about a question late at night—

If he truly became the Tactile ability of the Gods of Four Pillars, what would his Tactile ability be?

He actually already had a Tactile ability, and the only clue he knew at present was that Selin had once said, "Only when Ash Heath is dead can he become a complete Tactile." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Ash had always thought that Heath’s Tactile ability was like a death rattle effect, only effective upon death, such as transforming into an apocalyptic necromantic creature of Harvey’s ecstasy.

But now it seems that Heath’s Tactile ability does not seem to affect reality.

If Rose wasn’t lying, then in the past few years, Heath had been secretly entering this world, transporting entertainment works from the Kingdom of Blood Moon to gain fame and capital for himself.

According to Heath’s original plan, he no longer intended to stay in the Kingdom of Blood Moon, so he instructed Selin to report the Four Pillars God Sect, and he would probably die under Gerard’s sword or the Blood Moon Judgement, thus becoming a complete Tactile, forever remaining in this world.

There was just a small mistake in between, perhaps the frequent crossing greatly consumed Heath’s Soul Foundation, or maybe it was just bad luck... Heath’s soul dissipated, leaving only an Exotic Realm Wandering Soul named Ash.

Heath should have come here half a year ago; in reality, Ash was just late by six months.

Ash’s expression was uncertain. He suddenly looked at his fingers and gave a forceful scratch with his nail.

A drop of blood flowed from the wound on his fingertip.

Is he now not a Soul Body, but flesh and blood?

Ash closed his eyes, trying to find the soul thread connecting his real body, but he couldn’t find it at all. His soul and flesh perfectly fit together, as if this was his real body.

Is this world inside the Void Realm or outside it?

Suddenly, Rose grabbed his injured finger and put it in her mouth, gently licking his wound with her tongue. Ash quickly pulled away, "What are you doing?"

"When you get hurt, you have to lick it, use saliva to stop the bleeding." Rose looked at him in confusion, "Don’t you know this common knowledge?"

"I’ll do it myself, no need to trouble you..." Ash said, also putting his finger in his mouth, but then he suddenly realized the finger had just been in her mouth, and quickly wiped it with his shirt.

To escape the embarrassment, Ash said, "Though it sounds strange, I am indeed not the Ash Heath you know, whether ’usually asleep’ or ’occasionally awake.’ But now I need to go to my friends and need your help."

"I’m already used to it," Rose said. "Your role-playing period will last the entire cycle anyway. I’ll be happy as long as you don’t point at every glass of water and say it’s poisoned."

Ash slightly furrowed his brow, emphasizing, "The Ash Heath you know should just be an ordinary person, but I am a Legendary Mage."

Rose tilted her head, "What is a Legendary Mage?"

Ash was stunned. He looked around and saw appliances like LCD TVs, electric lights, and refrigerators in the living room, and even a giant box-type computer.

There were no Mage creations.

"Are there no Technique Spirits, Magic Power, or Mages in this world?"

"If you’re talking about the settings in your book, then they do exist. But in reality, no," Rose said. "Even if they did, you’d have to be notified since you registered the copyright."

"Then what’s your strongest weapon?"

Rose pointed at Ash’s head, making a hand cannon gesture, "Bang! The Equalizer Cannon!"

This world actually lacks Technique Spirits and Magic Power?

"So, if you’re really a Legendary Mage, you should have Technique Spirits and Magic Power, right?" Rose curiously asked, "Let me see."

Seeing is believing. Ash was about to summon Technique Spirit, but suddenly an indescribable fear struck his heart, freezing him in place.

"What’s wrong?" Rose pinched her childhood friend’s face, "At least do a magic trick?"

"...Forget it."

"Hah, can’t do it, right? You’re just role-playing."

"We’ll talk about it later."

Ash still trusted his premonition. After all, his Truth Faction, Time Faction, and Spirit Faction were all at least in the Golden Realm, which already allowed him to keenly sense threats. When he was about to summon a Technique Spirit to show off, he strongly felt that doing so would have very serious consequences, and he must not recklessly display his strength.

But... what consequences would there be?

Ash pondered for a moment, glanced at Rose, whose expressionless face couldn’t hide her beauty and cuteness, and suddenly realized—right, he was going to have a date with the Sword Maiden tonight. If he started flirting with other pretty girls now, once it was exposed during the date, he might just get killed by the Sword Maiden.

And unlike Silver Lamp, his interactions with Silver Lamp were passive, but showing off proactively would be initiated by him. He’s about to solidify his relationship offline with the Sword Maiden; he mustn’t be unfaithful and elevate the already challenging relationship difficulty to hell level.

Ash, oh Ash, you haven’t even cleared the main quests of Sword Maiden or Witch, so don’t think about opening side quests!

It’s fine if Rose misunderstood him; after all, he didn’t lose anything.

"I need to find two people. Can you help?"

"Yes," Rose said with certainty. "A fan who just participated in the worship service is a staff member of the police department. He’d probably be willing to risk getting fired to access the internal resident database for you."

"...Then please," said Ash. "The two names are Igula Bokin and Archibald Harvey."

If he couldn’t find both, Ash would actually feel relieved—they’d surely take care of Ash’s body in reality.

But if he could find them, it would mean the Little Four Pillars Gate had truly taken effect, confirming some of Ash’s speculations.

Moreover... being suddenly thrown into an unfamiliar world, don’t be fooled by Ash’s calm composure; he was actually panicking inside. Even though his Legendary Combat Power was intact, it could only slightly alleviate his worry.

However, if he could reunite with the Swindler and Necromancer, even if it’s hell here, he would muster the courage to flatten everything.

Under Ash’s gaze, Rose took out a twenty-four-key slider phone, edited a message for Ash to review, ensured the names were correct, and sent it.

"Alright, it might take some time. Let’s go have lunch first." Rose checked her watch. "Although I don’t know your specific role setup, I have strong time anxiety; we’ve already reserved a spot, can’t be late."

Ash felt a bit hungry too, casually tossed the Sect Hierarch robe onto the sofa, and asked, "What are we eating?"

Rose picked up the robe, hung it on a nearby wooden coat rack, and replied, "The restaurant we frequently visit recently got a new chef who’s especially good at barbecue; guests who’ve tasted it all praise it."

Ash blinked and asked, "Do I need to prepare anything?"

"You don’t need to prepare anything. I’m your assistant, I’ll handle everything," Rose picked up her handbag, "But I don’t like meat with bones; you’ll have to eat those for me."

"Okay." Ash asked, "By the way, what’s this world called?"

"The significance of a name is to distinguish a specific object from multiple objects," Rose said. "Unlike you who loves role-playing, we normal people only have one world, and it doesn’t have a special name."

"However..." She tilted her head, "You did name this world before."

She pushed open the villa door and walked into the starlit courtyard.

"You named our world the Kingdom of Allstars."

Ash looked up and saw stars hanging from the Heavenly Curtain, constellations lined up, the Galaxy upside down, bright as daylight.

"Are we... going to lunch?"

"Yes." Rose got into the driver’s seat of the sports car beside them, "Get in."

It was as if Ash hadn’t heard Rose’s words; he stared at a slightly red-tinted star in the sky, slowly raised his right hand, as if trying to grasp it in his palm.

...

...

The temporary command post outside the Lonely Diamond District in the Kingdom of Stars.

The Hidden Hand Sword Saint Trozan noticed his student seemed a bit restless, and reassured, "Don’t worry, we’re just supporting roles providing assistance; the true protagonists are the Starshoot Guard and our principal ’the Painter.’

"However..." Trozan slightly furrowed his brow, "Why did only the principal come from the Legendary Mages? It’s forgivable if the Alchemy King can’t come, but Duke Vosloda, the Pope, and the Night King should all be in Jiale City...?"

"Legendary Mages are invading other places too; they might have to guard each place to prevent accidents," Sonia analyzed.

"Makes sense." Trozan nodded slightly and patted Sonia’s shoulder. "Tonight’s a Legendary Battle you can’t miss. As a novice Holy Domain Mage, it’s greatly beneficial for you, so watch and learn, but don’t rush in to confront a Legendary Mage."

"You’re just a Sword Knight; it’s not your turn to risk your life," she warned.

Sonia felt both amused and touched, nodding firmly, "I understand, Professor. If you encounter danger, I’ll save you."

Trozan didn’t refuse, "After all, you’re also a Holy Sanctuary Mage. Maybe there’s a chance you’ll protect me."

At that moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, Sonia looked up, and her eyes were greeted by the full sky of stars.

Suddenly, she felt something in her heart, gazing at a dazzling star embraced by two other stars, slowly raising her right hand, as if to grip it in her palm.