The Torrent in My Hands Is Poised to Overturn the World

The topic seemed to have a magical power, immediately resonating with everyone.

Some come from a fantasy continent of magic and swords, some from a strange society where women are revered, and some from a purely technological universe.

In that world, immortality has been achieved from another direction.

Surprisingly, more than half of them came from Blue Star.

They were the ones who came up with that proposal to sell stockings.

"I told you so! Lust is the greatest driving force! Soap and glass are nothing compared to a single hair on stockings and high heels!"

A young man from Blue Star remarked with emotion.

Who can resist black stockings?

"Actually, I think white stockings are pretty good too."

"That's not true. Piloting a Gundam in another world is the ultimate romance!"

The atmosphere in the hall became lively as the discussion began.

Outside, they are ordinary people struggling in Fantasy World.

Only when we get together can we let down our guard and start having a lively discussion about our respective XP (Extreme Perfection).

Absolutely exhilarating!

Qin Wangchuan listened to these familiar slang terms and arguments, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Sitting next to him, Du Ruoheng couldn't help but roll her eyes as she listened to the group of men excitedly discussing black stockings, white stockings, and high heels.

He muttered under his breath, "You men are so vulgar..."

Although she said that, her gaze unconsciously drifted towards Qin Wangchuan beside her.

Seeing that he did not participate in those low-brow discussions, but simply listened with a smile, his quietness formed a strange contrast with the surrounding noise.

Her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and under the guise of adjusting her skirt, she quietly moved a little closer to him.

Then, taking a deep breath, as if making a great decision, he spoke in a low voice, barely audible to the two of them:

"Actually... I also have a system."

Qin Wangchuan shifted his gaze slightly, landing on her somewhat nervous face.

Du Ruoheng hurriedly explained, her voice even softer. "It wasn't intentional."

"But you know what I mean, right? This is the biggest secret, more important than your lifeline, and you absolutely cannot tell anyone about it..."

She hadn't finished speaking.

"Great! Du! Ruo! Heng--!"

A scream filled with grief and indignation suddenly rang out.

Just moments before, a short-haired woman who had been debating whether "black stockings or Gundam" were better pounced on the scene like a nimble cheetah.

He shoved Du Ruoheng to the ground.

"No wonder your strength has been skyrocketing like a rocket! A small breakthrough every three days, a major realm every five days! Turns out you were hiding something big here!"

The short-haired woman tickled Du Ruoheng fiercely.

"Speak! What exactly is this system? Tell us the truth now!"

"Hahaha... Stop, stop messing around! I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?!"

Du Ruoheng laughed until tears streamed down her face as she was tickled. She struggled and begged for mercy, "It's just a regular Check-in System!"

"All I got on my first day of signing in was a Sacred Body."

"Sacred Body?! That's all?!"

The short-haired woman's voice rose eight octaves, "Listen to this! Is this even human language?"

This action attracted even more curious attention from those around them.

Many people started fanning the flames. "Let's fight! Women fighting is boring, I love watching women pull each other's hair."

"You, Du Ruoheng, you're definitely not a sister!"

"You're only telling this huge secret to handsome guys, huh? You've forgotten your friends for the sake of a pretty face!" Another woman, a close friend, joined in, laughing as she tickled her.

"Hey--! I didn't! Stop messing around!"

The three women immediately burst into laughter on the carpet, their cheerful laughter mingling with feigned anger, filling the entire hall with a lighthearted and joyful atmosphere.

Qin Wangchuan sat to the side, watching the lively scene before him, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.

Just as he thought.

Sure enough, some people do possess the system.

Moreover, it seems there's more than one.

Thinking about it.

My thoughts drifted into the distance.

The Wen Dao Palace, the Returnees, the Man Who Attack Heaven.

In addition, there are the mixed-race descendants who will be brought in in the future.

These forces may not be useful now, but they will definitely be in the future...

Etc!

Qin Wangchuan's thoughts suddenly stopped.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the vibrant faces before him once more.

Everyone here is an "outlier".

They are like splashes of water in the long river of their respective worlds.

They should have been scattered in every corner of the Heavens and Myriad Realms, shining alone, or swallowed up by time.

But now--

Under one's own direct or indirect intervention.

These "accidents," which should have been forever scattered and even isolated from each other, all converged at the Wen Dao Palace.

A single drop of water is insignificant.

But when millions of drops of water gather in one place, they become a torrent.

If a torrent flows in the same direction, it becomes a tsunami.

Wherever a tsunami passes, it brings destruction to everything.

"These people combined could potentially destroy the world."

Such a thought inexplicably arose in Qin Wangchuan's mind.

They chatted for a long time, and the topic gradually shifted from interesting stories about their hometown to survival and development in another world.

This Young Master Qin's insight and magnanimity won everyone's approval.

An unspoken understanding was spreading, and his position as leader was definitively confirmed in this meeting.

People no longer addressed him as "Young Master" in a distant manner, but instead used a more intimate title:

"Boss."

As the meeting adjourned, Shen Yian watched Qin Wangchuan's departing figure, let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile of immense relief appeared on his face.

"It's all settled, brothers! This time it's completely settled!"

"We've really hooked up with a powerful patron!"

Those around him nodded in agreement.

However, a bespectacled young man who had been mostly silent suddenly hesitated before speaking:

"Speaking of which, is our boss actually a time traveler?"

These words immediately silenced the lively atmosphere.

"That must be... wait, I don't think I've ever heard him explicitly say that?" The other person scratched his head.

Only then did everyone realize what was happening.

Yes, Qin Wangchuan knew of the existence of transmigrators and was familiar with many of the common knowledge and slang of their world.

So everyone naturally included him as a companion.

Upon closer reflection, however, he never explicitly said, "I am also a time traveler."

Why worry about this?

Shen Yian waved his hand, ending the topic, "Whether it is or not, that's not important."

"The important thing is that he stood by us, giving us a chance to settle down and even hope of going home."

That's enough.

"It's not enough for the leader to just get stronger," someone said worriedly, glancing at Shen Yian.

"Speaking of which, can't you guys with systems help each other complete tasks and level up quickly?"

"For example, Lao Shen, with your Face-Slapping System, if you find someone on your side to cooperate, wouldn't it be a smash hit in no time?"