Song He searched for the group number and, sure enough, entered a small group chat.
The group name was incredibly cheesy: We Are Family. Song He got goosebumps just looking at it.
The group owner was Yu Anbang, and there were only three members. They all used online handles: "Cool Senior," "Tactical Master," and "Diving Champion."
This phone had been passed down through at least six generations. In theory, there should have been more group members. Maybe some senior students had failed the competitions and felt too embarrassed to stay in the group?
As soon as Song He entered the group, someone popped up to welcome him.
Tactical Master: "A newbie's here! Welcome, welcome! Math Competition or Biology Competition?"
Song He: "Hello, senior! I'm in both competitions."
Tactical Master: "Both competitions?! Holy crap, are you serious?"
Song He: "Guaranteed authentic."
Tactical Master: "Awesome! After all these years, another genius in both competitions has finally appeared! Our group owner, Yu Anbang, was also in both competitions, but he works for a classified department now and rarely comes to chat."
A classified department... Song He was secretly startled. He remembered Yu Anbang's message in the phone's notes. That man seemed obsessed with weapons. Could he have gone off to make weapons?
What a great god! Song He felt a wave of admiration. Once Yu Anbang came online, he would have to cling tightly to that powerful ally.
Tactical Master: "I won a Provincial Award in Biology, so I can guide you in biology. Cool Senior won a Provincial Award in Math, but she rarely speaks. She's a lurker."
Cool Senior: "I'm not a lurker."
Tactical Master: "..."
Song He: "..."
Tactical Master: "Diving Champion is exactly as his name suggests. He's unbelievably good at lurking. I've been in this group for three