My Chat Group Is Really Too Strange

My Chat Group Is Too Weird by Cosmic Overlord (Bennlongshou)

Good news: I suddenly transmigrated.

Better news: I transmigrated into hundreds of worlds at once.

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Let me tell you, that day, I chased Otto for three days and three nights with a baseball bat.

The Blonde from Teyvat: What would happen if I set off a Tsar Bomba in Teyvat?

The Video Store Owner: Oh no, my sister seems to have found out about me and other girls. Waiting online, it's urgent.

The Savior of Rationality: Excuse me, how should I cook this dragon meat? Is braising it okay?

The Garbage King of a Certain Train: Thanks for the invite. All paths are maxed out, and those Aeons have been pestering me for meetings every day lately.

When someone asked Mo Wang one day why he was so powerful and if he was cheating or something.

Mo Wang answered like this:

Mo Wang: Are you kidding? I've always relied on myself to get stronger!

Chapter 1: My Chat Group Is Full of My Own Alt Accounts

In a dormitory at St. Freya Academy, near the Far East.

Mo Wang was slumped in front of his desk, a brand-new appointment letter lying before him.

"Why, why did it have to end up like this? How did I suddenly end up as the temporary Captain of the Hyperion?"

Mo Wang couldn't say he was crying without tears, but his heart was certainly as dead as ash.

Mo Wang, male, approximately 16 years old.

Before transmigrating, he was an ordinary high school student who loved playing various games.

Because he forgot to turn off the gas while cooking at home and was playing Genshin Impact on a domestic smartphone, he was instantly reduced to human fragments.

When he woke up, he found himself in Honkai Impact 3rd, a student in the Captaincy division of Schicksal.

He had been quite excited about transmigrating at first.

But when he saw that his Honkai energy adaptation physique was only D-rank, he chose to slack off without hesitation.

Are you kidding me? With a D-rank Honkai energy adaptation, he probably wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

He might as well just be a salted fish, wait until graduation, and see if some remote branch needed someone so he could go be a parasite.

However, as luck would have it, Himeko, the original Captain of the Hyperion, was severely injured during a mission recently, forcing them to find some unlucky soul to replace her as the Captain of the Hyperion.

And that unlucky soul happened to be none other than Mo Wang.

"Oh heavens! Oh earth! Why is this happening!"

Mo Wang really wanted to run over, grab that blonde guy by the collar, and ask him what he had ever done to deserve this.

Why did he have to be the one to become the Captain?

He had no background, no strength, and he was just a salted fish in class.

No matter how you drew lots, it shouldn't have been him!

Thinking about the things this broken world would face in the future—the Herrscher of the Void, the Far East Branch rebellion, Otto becoming a god, Kevin destroying the world...

With his scrawny arms and legs, he probably wouldn't even be enough to get stuck in those big shots' teeth.

Of course, Mo Wang didn't have the guts to run to Schicksal headquarters and grab Otto by the collar.

As the saying goes, if you can't resist, you might as well slack off.

"Might as well watch some videos now."

Mo Wang picked up his phone and was about to open a video app when he noticed a strange new app on his screen.

"What is this? Dimensional Chat Group? When did I download this?"

Mo Wang scratched his head, unable to recall what this was.

Could it be that he accidentally tapped it while he was asleep last night?

Driven by strange curiosity, Mo Wang tapped on the mysterious app.

The first thing he saw was his own profile information.

Name: Mo Wang (The Slacker King of Hyperion)

Physique: Honkai energy adaptation physique

Skills: Basic Combat Proficiency, Warship Piloting, Combat Command, Military Combat Techniques, Marksmanship Mastery.

Evaluation: A student on the Hyperion of a certain spacetime. Although he possesses strong knowledge, his overly lazy personality makes him unremarkable at school.

"What the hell! Doxxed!"

When Mo Wang first saw this, he thought he had been doxxed by some hacker.

But then, he felt something was off.

What kind of hacker doxxes you by installing an app on your phone?

This thing looked more like a legendary... golden finger?

"Pah! Who are you calling a slacker? Fine, can you even call 'slacking off' being a slacker for a student? This is clearly just a normal student life!"

What kind of creature is a student if they don't like to slack off? Those who don't like to slack off are heretics! They are existences that have already detached themselves from the student body!

How could he possibly be a slacker? That was impossible.

Just as Mo Wang was studying what exactly this thing was, the software displayed that several friends had already been added.

The Garbage King of the Train: Damn, what is this? Why did a phone suddenly appear out of nowhere? And it even comes with a chat app?

The Garbage King of the Train: Wait, buddy, isn't doxxing a bit much? Is there no privacy left?

The Savior of Humanity: Strange, why is everyone in this group named Mo Wang? Is this name really that common now?

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Maybe, probably, perhaps? Wait, buddy, why do your accounts look so familiar to me? Also, my name really is Mo Wang.

The Video Store Owner: If you guys are all Mo Wang, then who am I?

Mo Wang looked at the group members, feeling that the more he looked, the more familiar they seemed.

Wait, aren't these all the alt accounts I made when I was surfing the web back in the day?

When he realized this, the others in the group clearly noticed it as well.

The Garbage King of the Train: No, wait a second. Are you all Mo Wang? I was a student at XX City's XX High School before I transmigrated.

The Savior of Humanity: What a coincidence, brother, me too...

The Blonde from Teyvat: I'm guessing you were all blown up by a gas tank...

At this moment, the group fell into a three-minute silence.

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Cough, cough, cough, I just saw that this phone app has a memory transfer function. How about we give it a try?

The Garbage King of the Train: I think that could work. Wouldn't we know who everyone is by trying that?

The Video Store Owner: I don't think that's a good idea...

The Savior of Humanity: Don't be a coward if you're going to play, and don't play if you're going to be a coward!

As Mo Wang clicked the memory transfer function, segments of memories began to flood into his brain like compressed files.

Mo Wang: ...

Fine, he finally understood. It turned out that the members in this group really were all him.

It seemed that when his house exploded, it hadn't just killed him; it had shattered his soul into pieces and scattered them across other worlds.

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Wait, then why am I a total loser after transmigrating? And in a super dangerous world like Honkai, no less?

The Garbage King of the Train: Stop whining, look at where I am!

The Savior of Humanity: Do you want to switch with me? You've got girls around you and you're still not happy?

The Video Store Owner: Exactly, at least you can fight, right?

The Slacker King of Hyperion: You sister-complex, shut up!

Although they knew they had been blown into pieces, the various Mo Wangs were in surprisingly good spirits.

After all... it was quite reassuring to use this kind of golden finger, wasn't it?

The Video Store Owner: Come to think of it, doesn't this golden finger look familiar?

The Blonde from Teyvat: I get it, it's that "transmigrating with 99 other versions of myself" trope, a classic golden finger.

The Savior of Humanity: I think it's more like that "the chat group is full of myself" style.

The Garbage King of the Train: I think it's all the same. I just saw that this phone seems to be able to share abilities too. How about we try it?

Mo Wang looked at the bottom of the phone and found that there was indeed an ability sharing function next to the memory transfer.

That was great!

Just thinking about being able to obtain abilities from other worlds made him excited.

"Projection Magic! Elemental power usage! Damn! I'm finally going to turn my life around!"

Thinking of this, Mo Wang hurriedly clicked the share function and uploaded his Honkai energy adaptation physique.

The Video Store Owner: Shared Hacking Skills.

The Blonde from Teyvat: Shared Teyvat cooking guide.

The Savior of Humanity: Shared Basic Magecraft and Magic Circuits.

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Shared Honkai energy adaptation physique.

The Garbage King of the Train: Shared Stellaron.

Mo Wang: ...

Just as Mo Wang was happily receiving the things shared by his other selves, his fingers suddenly froze in mid-air when he saw what the Garbage King of the Train had shared.

No, brother, what kind of thing did you share?

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Chapter 2: The Hunt: Kid, slaughter all your enemies

Mo Wang held his phone with trembling hands, hesitating to tap the screen.

Damn it, what on earth did this guy send over?!

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Damn, what did you just send?!

The Savior of Rationality: Are you trying to make our world even more chaotic? Are you really not afraid that we'll blow up?

The Video Store Owner: Don't! I'm genuinely terrified my place will explode; I still have a little sister to support!

The Blonde from Teyvat: 6, with this thing, I'm pretty sure even the Heavenly Principles would get wiped out directly.

The Garbage King of the Train: Stop messing around, just tell me, is this thing powerful or not? A universal wish-granting machine combined with a tactical nuke—if you're not satisfied, just blow them up with it!

The many Mo Wangs fell silent.

Fine, the guy had a point.

Although the Stellaron was known as the Cancer of All Worlds and could cause the destruction of a world if one wasn't careful.

The destructive power of a single Stellaron could even rival an entire Will of Honkai.

But one had to admit, this thing was truly powerful, wasn't it?

At the very least, now that he had this, he wouldn't have to worry about being backstabbed to death.

Come to think of it, what would happen if someone killed him and caused a Stellaron leak?

As soon as Mo Wang imagined that scenario—rifts opening up while Honkai Beasts started duking it out... holy crap, that would be just too beautiful.

After much deliberation, Mo Wang couldn't resist his itchy fingers and tapped the accept button.