The third coconut was the most extravagant. When opened, it turned out to be a complete platter of grilled meat, accompanied by roasted vegetables and garlic bread, with fresh rosemary sprinkled on the sizzling steak.
"A meal combo? Is this Titan running a takeaway shop?"
Ian couldn't help but laugh and cry. Before transmigrating, he ate meal combos, and after transmigrating, he still ate meal combos? He couldn't tell if this was luck or coincidence.
Of course.
Of course, there was one thing that was certain.
That Titan definitely had something suspicious.
He cracked open the coconut shell to use it as a bowl and directly grabbed a piece of teriyaki chicken leg with his hand. As he bit into it, his eyes widened slightly—
The flavor!
The chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the sauce was perfectly sweet and salty, and the rice had absorbed the essence of the meat juices, each bite carrying the warm sensation of just being out of the pot. The sauce of the yellow-braised chicken was rich and fragrant, the grilling was perfectly done, and you could even hear the subtle sound of fat bursting in your mouth. It was tastier than anything Ian had eaten before.
"Oh my... this taste isn't much different from what I remember!" Unable to resist, he wolfed down the food, exclaiming between bites, "How did these Titans, these ancient gods, manage to make these things? They even replicated the aroma and texture so precisely? The seasonings are things that only exist in later generations."
"Could there really be another transmigrator around?"
Ian ate it all up.
Before he left.
He took one last look at the Pocket Monsters and Digimon still fighting over the coconut; they seemed to have forgotten their earlier battle and were now drooling over an especially large coconut.
"Truly a whimsical Creator."
Ian shook his head.
He cast the Flying Technique and sped toward the stone house.
No matter what that Titan "consisted" of.
The answer must be in that rune-covered giant stone house.
"Curiosity is killing me."
The glowing coconut trees beneath his feet emitted a gentle halo in the starlight.
Ian glanced back at those little creatures, the corners of his mouth slightly rising, then he spread his arms and, aided by his Magic Cloak, flew lightly toward the massive stone house standing on the island's center.
As he got closer, the building's full appearance gradually became clear—it was covered with cracks left by years of weathering, yet still as solid as ever. The roof was dome-shaped.
The most eye-catching feature was the gigantic relief above the main door, depicting a giant beast about to take flight—just like the Phoenix Ian had seen on the horizon.
Landing on the ground and getting closer, Ian discovered that there were no protective measures, no barriers, no guards, and not even a locked door.
The stone house's door was left ajar, as if awaiting his arrival.
"So casual?" Ian frowned, reaching out to push the door. The heavy stone door slid open silently, revealing a spacious interior.
The scene inside the stone house was completely beyond his expectations—no ancient altar, no piles of magic scriptures, not even the grand sculptures commonly found with Titans.
Instead, it was a... a nerd's room?
The walls were covered with all kinds of 2D posters, corners piled with game consoles and manga books, and a massive beanbag chair occupied the center of the room, where sat—
A three-meter-tall female Titan.
Her long silver-white hair fell to her waist, with light blue highlights at the tips, her skin as pale as moonlight, and she wore only a loose T-shirt with an anime character Ian didn't recognize printed on it. At the moment, she sat cross-legged, holding a large game console clearly modified with magic.
Pixels of little characters were fiercely battling on the screen.
Ian stood stunned.
This was completely different from the Titan he imagined—no majesty, no oppressive sense, even... kind of adorable? If you considered the size relative to a Titan.
This Titan.
Perhaps she was a loli? Just as Ian's expression was a bit wonderful, the female Titan spoke without lifting her head, her fingers still deftly pressing buttons, playing the game.
"Good morning, Teacher Raven."
She spoke softly.
Her voice was clear.
As if she had known he would come.