Dimensional Judgment Descends

"So this is the Tenseigan?" He reached out and gently touched the corner of his eye.

Many applications of the Tenseigan appeared in his mind.

And he had the ability to unleash powerful moves like the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion without needing Truth-Seeking Orbs.

Combined with the system rewards gained from defeating Ruonan: Earth Core and All-Encompassing.

He could now be considered truly integrated in both offense and defense.

Upon acquiring the Tenseigan, the System also seemed to have specifically granted him a skill: [Tenchu Force].

Tenchu Force was an ability that allowed the user to instantly swap places with a target object within a specific range.

This added a flash-like maneuver to his perfect defense.

He had more skills now, but...

"I feel like I can't quite control myself right now," Ling Yuan rubbed his temples.

Both the Tenseigan and his own abilities needed refinement.

After all, he was just a novice who had only possessed his powers for less than a week.

His previous fight with Ruonan was only won thanks to Orphis's abilities.

"Alright! Let's go find him!"

Speaking of sparring partners, there was only one person who would be most suitable, right?

"What kind of weird ability is this?! Why can you swap places with me instantly?"

On the dimensional battlefield, Laxus, in his Dragon Force mode, punched the ground.

He turned to look at Ling Yuan, who had landed, and said indignantly.

He couldn't hit him at all!

"Sorry, it would probably hurt a lot if you hit me, and I'm a bit afraid of pain," Ling Yuan scratched his neck sheepishly.

Maple: "I know! I understand that feeling!"

Speaking of which, she got excited.

Laxus was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Ling Yuan, although your energy is immense, your combat skills are frankly terrible."

"From now on, I forbid you from using those strange abilities. Fight me with your own strength!"

"Hmm, I'll try my best," Ling Yuan replied.

You want me to just let you beat me up? You're dreaming.

In the following days, Ling Yuan trained in combat (with Laxus), swordsmanship (with Ren Kouen), and marksmanship (with Black Pupil) on the dimensional battlefield while also coding.

Not spear-like lances, but handgun-like guns.

Under Black Pupil's Teigu, the Corpse Spirit Art - Yatsufusa, there was a female assassin from the northern nomadic tribes named Doya, who was skilled with dual pistols. She sparred with Ling Yuan's Blazing Key.

Although Black Pupil was sharp-tongued, she was kind-hearted.

She always did her best to have Doya cooperate with Ling Yuan.

Thus, five days passed.

[Ding! Today's sign-in has begun, do you wish to sign in?]

"Another week has passed already?"

Ling Yuan, who had just woken up, paused upon hearing the voice in his mind.

"Sign in."

Without hesitation, Ling Yuan said directly.

"Ding! Congratulations, Master, you have obtained one designated group member invitation."

"You can get things like this?"

"Ding! To the Master, yes, you can. The sign-in system acts as a system before returning, so it still has these permissions."

"Then..." Ling Yuan pondered for a moment, his pupils brightening: "Can I invite the Blue Fatty?"

"..."

"Ding! Yes!"

The System replied after a moment of silence.

Clearly, the System hadn't expected Ling Yuan to choose this world.

Based on the System's predictions for Ling Yuan, he should have invited someone like Seele or Hu Tao at this point.

He hadn't expected to choose the Blue Fatty, Doraemon.

Ling Yuan was also overjoyed upon receiving the System's answer.

That world has quite a few mysterious items, each one that treats rules like they're optional.

If he could, he kind of wanted to be like the protagonist from a novel he once read.

That person also had a group chat. After inviting Nobita Nobi through the group chat, he tricked Nobita into taking him to the future world using his time machine.

Then he looted the secret gadget museum clean and kicked Nobita out of the group chat.

Of course, Ling Yuan felt he couldn't be that cowardly.

Chapter 43: New Group Member

[Ding! Blue Fatty has joined the group chat!]

The previously silent group chat stirred again with this notification.

Maple: "Welcome, newcomer! Clap clap clap."

Sanjat: "Welcome."

Katarina: "Blue Fatty? Is it a fat person who's plump, or a fat person who's blue?"

Eighth Princess: "Hmm, either way, he's definitely fat."

Ling Yuan: "No need to guess. It's just a tanuki."

Ling Yuan's decisive intervention cut off the group members' wild speculations.

This immediately flushed out a certain blue fatty who had been lurking and observing the chat.

Blue Fatty: "I'm not a tanuki! I'm a cat! A cat! Remember that!"

Ling Yuan: "Yashiro Dora has arrived!"

Blue Fatty: "???"

Akame: "Is there a need to be so agitated?"

Blue Fatty: "Yes, of course there is! It's like someone saying you're not human!"

First Prince: "EMMM"

Lightning Dragon Slayer: "Hongyan, you're so silly."

First Prince: "Just trying out a different style."

Akame: "This style doesn't suit you. I advise you to be sensible."

Maple: "@Blue Fatty, doesn't the newcomer care about the group chat matters?"

Blue Fatty: "Ah, I got too excited just now and forgot for a moment."

Blue Fatty: "Where is this place? A mental space? Where one can switch freely between reality and illusion. My detector didn't find any issues with the chip in my brain."

Doraemon tapped his head in surprise.

Even with his 22nd-century technology... well, the instruments he'd bought from the second-hand market couldn't detect anything.

Katarina: "Newcomer, you can click on the group avatar. Everything you want to know is in there."

Blue Fatty: "? Could it be a virus?"

Ling Yuan: "Do you think we'd poison a tanuki?"

Blue Fatty: "Don't call me a tanuki!"

He said indignantly.

Doraemon gently touched the group chat's avatar.

Instantly, a massive amount of information flooded into his mind.

The receiving chip in his brain flashed.

The next second, Doraemon snapped out of the overwhelming data.

"Parallel worlds?" he murmured, sounding surprisingly unfazed.

"A group chat linking multiple dimensions, isn't that like the Time Patrol?"

A manager of time and space, traveling through the past and future, maintaining or interfering with the course of history by fighting temporal crimes.

He had seen such things before. For example, Earth in the 22nd century had diplomatic relations with many parallel worlds – magical worlds, insect worlds, cat and dog worlds, and so on. The leaders of these various parallel world civilizations had even formed a group for this purpose.

However, the group owner remained a mystery to this day.

But the leaders of the major civilizations seemed to hold that group owner in great respect.

After processing everything, Blue Fatty entered the group chat.

Blue Fatty: "Hello everyone, my name is Doraemon, and I am a childcare robot from the 22nd century."

Eighth Princess: "Childcare robot?"

Ling Yuan: "Don't be fooled by his appearance. He's the leader of gods."

Katarina: "!"

Katarina: "Dora... Doraemon?!"

Katarina, who had been gardening, was stunned when she saw the name.

This name had accompanied her throughout her entire childhood.

The endless stream of fantastical gadgets had always been her aspiration, and she never expected to encounter them in this way.

Blue Fatty: "Do you know me?"

Maple: "@Blue Fatty, I know him too."

Blue Fatty: "???"

Doraemon was a little confused. Was his fame so widespread in other worlds?

22nd Century

Deep within the Time-Space Administration Bureau

An old man with streaks of white in his hair was quietly writing something at his desk.

"Director, an unknown entity is approaching it," a voice suddenly echoed from the void.

The voice was extremely respectful to the old man.

However, the old man seemed unsurprised. The pen in his hand didn't stop: "I already know about this. You may go."

The old man gently put down the pen and closed the book spread on the desk.

"After the old chronicles have ended, has a new prologue appeared with a new future?"

"However, if this is your choice..." As he spoke, the old man slowly raised his head.

There, a colossal white sphere of light hung in the air.

"The subsequent events, if I recall correctly, are..."