My Chat Group is Really Too Strange Chapter 2

"Yomogi!"

The moment Mo Wang absorbed the Stellaron, he instantly felt a stream of golden light begin to flow into his body.

A powerful consciousness invaded his mind in an instant, causing him to lose consciousness.

"Rumble!"

As Mo Wang absorbed the Stellaron, St. Freya Academy suddenly began to shake violently.

"Huh? An earthquake?"

Theresa, who had been handling official business in the headmaster's office—reading comics—had yet to figure out what was happening before she was buried beneath the documents that crashed down beside her.

"W-What's going on?!" Theresa finally crawled out of the pile of documents and hurriedly looked around in panic.

The violent tremors soon vanished.

They were replaced by an eerie calm.

Theresa was rather baffled. That earthquake just now had been far too strange, hadn't it?

"Are you all right, Headmaster?!"

At that moment, a Valkyrie who had felt the tremors hurriedly ran over to Theresa.

"I'm fine. What just happened?" After straightening out her disheveled appearance, Theresa asked the Valkyrie who had come over.

"Um, abnormal energy fluctuations appeared near St. Freya just now. They may have been what caused the earthquake," the Valkyrie quickly explained to Theresa.

"Energy fluctuations... Was it a Herrscher?" That was Theresa's first thought.

After all, recent events had left Theresa somewhat on edge.

"Probably not," the Valkyrie replied uncertainly.

"What do you mean, 'probably not'?" Theresa blinked blankly. Was this really something that could have a "probably"?

"Well, the energy fluctuations disappeared very quickly, and none of our Honkai energy readings were triggered." The Valkyrie had a headache as well.

Judging by its level, the energy fluctuation just now had undoubtedly been extremely powerful.

But first, there had been no sign of Honkai energy; second, it had vanished too quickly. Before they could even detect it properly, it was already gone.

In all her years as a Valkyrie, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

"I see." Theresa scratched her head. As long as it wasn't a Herrscher, that was fine.

With that thought, Theresa promptly threw the whole matter to the back of her mind and happily took a sip of bitter melon juice.

Meanwhile, Mo Wang, still in his room, obviously had no idea what he had just done.

As the Stellaron entered his body, Mo Wang's consciousness had been drawn into a strange space.

"Holy crap, where the hell did this send me? Is this even still China?"

Mo Wang looked around in confusion, his heart full of questions. After absorbing the Stellaron, he had actually arrived in such a peculiar place? It seemed endless, surrounded by a pitch-black void dotted with faint starlight, like flickering pulses in a silent black curtain.

Just as he was lost in confusion, a gleaming arrow suddenly tore through the tranquil darkness like a meteor, shooting into the distance with a piercing shriek.

In that instant, a subtle tremor seemed to ripple through the air. Then countless planets along the arrow's path collapsed in an instant, turning into specks of luminous dust and scattering into the boundless cosmos.

Mo Wang stood dumbfounded, an indescribable terror and shock rising within him. He had never imagined that such a terrifying power could exist.

Before he could recover, an incomparably tall man gradually appeared before him.

The man was powerfully built, like a deity who had stepped out from the stars. His expression was stern, and his cold gaze was as deep as the Abyss, as though it could see through everything.

He held a bow in his hand, while the arrow between his fingers gleamed with a cold light, as though ready to be fired again at any moment.

The man said nothing. He merely gave a slight nod, as though acknowledging Mo Wang's existence. Then he turned, crossed the starry sky, and flew into the distance, his figure gradually vanishing into the endless darkness.

"That was... The Hunt?!"

Mo Wang's expression became exaggerated.

Seeing that man and recalling that absurd attack from earlier—

There was no doubt about the other party's identity. He was the guardian deity worshipped by the Xianzhou, the wandering Aeon known as Lord of the Bow, Lan, the Aeon of The Hunt.

After absorbing the Stellaron, he had actually met a legendary Aeon?

Well, it seemed that had always been possible, but it also seemed like Lord of the Bow had just acknowledged him?

The next moment, Mo Wang's consciousness began returning to his body.

He was still immersed in the scene of meeting the Aeon.

"So, does this mean I've gained the Path of The Hunt?" Mo Wang blinked and discovered that there was indeed a power inside him now, one entirely different from Honkai energy.

"This isn't right! Why would I be The Hunt?" Mo Wang was utterly confused.

Even if he had met an Aeon, shouldn't it have been Aha, Xipe, or something? Why The Hunt?

Did he have even the slightest resemblance to The Hunt?

Mo Wang couldn't figure it out. Thinking of the characters associated with The Hunt, every last one of them seemed like a lunatic chasing down a particular species to slaughter.

With The Hunt's style, it probably wanted him to wipe out all of Honkai, huh?~

Was someone like him really fit to be The Hunt? Maybe they had the wrong person.

But Mo Wang quickly pulled himself together.

The Hunt it was, then.

Besides, he had gotten this Stellaron for free anyway.

"Come to think of it, I've gotten stronger, right? I wonder what level I'd be if I were judged as a Valkyrie now."

Mo Wang felt the power within him. He had to admit that after accepting his other selves, he was no longer on the same level as before.

"Heh, heh. With a Stellaron, I'm finally not that useless loser anymore!"

Just as Mo Wang was feeling pleased with himself, his phone suddenly rang, shattering his fantasy.

"Huh? What's going on? Why is my phone ringing?"

Mo Wang looked at his phone in confusion.

"Huh? It's nine o'clock already! I slept for an entire day?!" Mo Wang checked the time and was instantly dumbfounded.

How had an entire day passed just like that?

Realizing this, Mo Wang hurriedly changed clothes. He did not even eat breakfast before throwing open the door and rushing out.

However, the moment he stepped outside, a white-haired ball of fluff slammed into him like a cannonball.

At that moment, Mo Wang felt as if every inch of his body had suffered a critical hit.

"Who the hell was that?!"

Dazed from the impact, Mo Wang sat bolt upright from the ground.

If the Stellaron had not already strengthened him, that hit alone would have sent him straight to the Hall of the King of Hell.

Attempted murder. Absolutely attempted murder!

There was no other explanation!

And clearly, the person who had just crashed into Mo Wang was equally dizzy.

The moment the two got a clear look at each other, their faces immediately darkened with anger.

"Holy shit, it's you!"

"Bastard, why is it you?!"

Day One of My Failed Diary: After an entire day, there were no comments or book reviews. I spent the whole day alone. Lonely and desolate, I wrote this diary entry as a record. Please be informed.

Becoming Arch-Enemies with the Female Lead Was Way Too Challenging

"Why is it you?! You white-haired fuzzball!"

"Don't call me a white-haired fuzzball! You stinking salted fish!"

The instant Mo Wang saw the white-haired fuzzball across from him, anger surged from deep within him. The other party was clearly no different.

The white-haired girl before him was, without a doubt, Kiana, the first female lead of Honkai.

However, Mo Wang did not feel any affection for her just because she was the female lead.

If anything, she was practically the enemy of his life.

Throughout Mo Wang's lazy salted-fish life, he had encountered all sorts of people.

But someone like Kiana? She was the first he had ever met.

Their first meeting had been in St. Freya's cafeteria.

Back then, in order to seize the last chicken drumstick in the cafeteria, Mo Wang had put in every ounce of effort. Just as he was about to claim that final drumstick, something he never could have expected happened: a pair of long legs suddenly shot out from beside him and snatched the drumstick away right before his eyes.

That was right. It had been Kiana, who had overslept in class and sprinted all the way to the cafeteria.

And after grabbing the drumstick, that girl had even shot him a smug look.

From that day on, the two had been at odds.

Since both of them were kings of slacking off, they could run into each other in the most unexpected ways most of the time.

For example, racing one kilometer to grab the first serving of food in the cafeteria.

Or using every dirty trick imaginable to fight over the best spot for an afternoon nap.

During their clashes, Mo Wang had more than once lost unopened drinks, grilled sausages sitting in his bowl, other tasty food, and all sorts of newly bought manga.

Of course, Mo Wang was not someone who could be bullied so easily. While suffering losses, he had also more than once slipped Grim Reaper peppers, Indian mango sauce, Buffett sour candy powder, and similar things into those items.

But the most infuriating part was that their dorm rooms were right next door to each other. (Don't ask. St. Freya simply hadn't built a boys' dormitory yet.)

And now, the two had somehow run into each other again. Enemies really did have a knack for crossing paths.

The Savior of Rationality: You picked a fight with the female lead right from the start? Brother, you've got guts.

The Video Store Owner: This white-haired one is more my type. The two at my place are both emotionless types.

The Blonde from Teyvat: What's wrong with emotionless white-haired girls? You bastard, take my Salted Fish Thrust!

The Garbage King of the Train: White-haired girls are especially effective against Chinese people, after all. Come to think of it, aren't we Kiana's devoted fans? This won't do. If you provoke the white-haired girl, how are you supposed to build a harem later?

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Bullshit! I'm sworn enemies with white-haired girls, okay!

The Savior of Rationality: Brothers, we've got a heretic! This guy doesn't like white-haired girls!

The Blonde from Teyvat: You're not Mo Wang. Who the hell are you? How did someone who doesn't like white-haired girls even get into this group?!

The Garbage King of the Train: Someone, kick him out for me!

The Slacker King of Hyperion: Get lost!

"You salted fish! Why are you blocking my way?! Can't you see Miss Kiana is going to be late?!"

"Oh-ho! You little white-haired dumpling, you were clearly the one who ran into me, and you still dare to make false accusations? Believe it or not, I'll go tell Mei you slandered me right now!"

"Then go!"

"You think I wouldn't dare?"

The two of them glared furiously at each other. Between their gazes, lightning seemed to crackle wildly.

The atmosphere between them was like two cosmic sovereigns locked in battle.

It was so terrifying that it seemed capable of destroying space itself.

Even time seemed to have stopped flowing.

The Great Dao itself was about to be ground away.

Just as Kiana stretched out her claws and Mo Wang rolled up his sleeves, preparing to have a proper "reasoning" session with her, the eye-catching phone rang.

When Kiana saw the number on the screen, the ferocity in her eyes instantly turned blank.

"Hello! Kiana! Where exactly are you?! Don't you know we have an important gathering today?" Mei's voice rang out from the other end of the call.

Even Mo Wang, standing beside her, could hear it.

"Wow, Mei's actually angry. You're really screwed this time," Mo Wang said, covering his mouth at the side, clearly enjoying the drama.

"Mei, listen to my explanation. Right, I'll be there right away!" After barely managing to placate Mei and hanging up, Kiana shot Mo Wang a vicious glare.