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For long centuries after the War of the Gods, Nezha had guarded the Heavenly Court.

One day, the spatial-temporal passage of the Heavenly Court suddenly fell into chaos. A mysterious force swept Nezha into the turmoil, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar modern world. 

With bustling streets around him and his stomach growling, Nezha wandered into a supermarket. His eyes were drawn to the colorful snacks lining the shelves—puffed treats, crackers, candies, chocolates, dried fruits, nuts... But it was a bag of golden puffed rings that seized his attention, instantly reminding him of his Wind Fire Wheels.

As Nezha curiously picked up the bag of puffed rings to examine them, several grotesque creatures suddenly materialized in the supermarket. Gnashing their teeth and brandishing their claws, the monsters began ravaging the food displays, sending terrified customers fleeing in chaos. 

Nezha immediately set down the snacks and raised his hands to summon his powers to subdue the demons—only to realize with a shock that his magic had dwindled to a faint whisper in this strange new world.

At the pivotal moment, Nezha stared at the bag of puffed rings in his hand—and a revelation flashed through his mind like lightning.

Nezha Takes a Bite
With a decisive CRUNCH, Nezha devoured the puffed ring—"One crispy bite, one fiery boost! 

BaiShun Wind Fire Puff Rings: Crispy, explosive, faster than flight!" Instantly, the snacks morphed into blazing Wind Fire Wheels beneath his feet, their flames surging with eightfold intensity. Streaking through the air, he pursued the monsters in a golden arc of crispy trails, leaving the scent of toasted caramel in his wake.

Nezha soared on his Puff Ring Wind Fire Wheels, striking the creatures with whirlwind ferocity. After a flurry of spinning kicks and blazing loops, he drove the monsters back into the fractured spatial rift, saving the panicked crowd.

As the supermarket quieted, Nezha gazed at the half-eaten snack bag. This world, he realized, was a forge of boundless ingenuity—where mortal creations could intertwine with celestial magic. He resolved to linger among these strange skyscrapers and glowing screens, seeking more artifacts disguised as everyday wonders. The golden puffed rings now rested in his sleeve pocket, still faintly warm, a crunchy testament to his first victory in this age of mortal marvels.