My Chat Group Is Too Strange

Da Vinci spoke as she looked at Mo Wang. "The not-so-good news is that Chaldea's Heroic Spirit summoning system, Fate, being spared from destruction is the only truly encouraging news. Using Mashu's Noble Phantasm as a catalyst, it can summon Heroic Spirits unrelated to the timeline. After arriving in a Singularity, we can also find Ley Lines and create a summoning circle. However, the Servants summoned will most likely be related to that era and location. And the reason you came to find me was probably because of this, right?"

It was here, it was here! The main event had finally arrived: the legendary event banner and story banner.

The biggest bottomless pit in gaming. The moment he thought of this thing, scenes from back then began replaying endlessly in Mo Wang's mind.

Steel's Apology, Green Bankruptcy, Soft Shipwreck, Black Key hell...

"Can this summoning of yours really pull Heroic Spirits? Don't tell me I'm going to get a pile of weird junk that's completely useless?"

Mo Wang was having trouble making up his mind. Come to think of it, which server was he on now?

If it was the Chinese server, he could at least rely on pity. If it was the Japanese server... oh, the Japanese server had pity now too.

Then they were equally full of traps.

Only a little better than opening jars in DNF.

"Come on. Enough chatter. I'll take you to the summoning room."

Led by Da Vinci, Mo Wang and Mashu soon arrived at Chaldea's summoning room.

The summoning room had an interface that was just as familiar as the one in the game. Countless specks of light filled the black background like a starry sky. Ring-shaped inscriptions combined to form a circle where magic and technology coexisted. A large shield placed on the ground had been transformed by magical energy into a translucent blue base, and the spell array extending above it flickered with bright light.

"Summoning Servants requires a great deal of magical energy, so generally speaking, you need something called Saint Quartz to summon them."

"Even Chaldea doesn't have much of this in storage, so if you want to continue summoning Servants, you'll have to bring back valuable items from Singularities."

As Da Vinci spoke, she handed Mo Wang a bag of stones.

"Need magical energy? You should've said so earlier. Can I just supply magical energy directly? I'll drain the whole damn banner pool, believe it or not."

Mo Wang weighed the bag of stones in his hand. It felt decent—enough for around fifty pulls.

Good thing it wasn't some newbie ten-pull gift pack. With his awful luck, getting even one Servant from a single pull would count as a win for him.

"Senpai, hurry up and try it," Mashu urged beside him.

Mo Wang's trembling right hand fed the stones into the machine.

"Please give me a Servant! Anyone is fine! Just don't give me Black Keys, damn it!"

Although Mo Wang knew that a beginner's ten-pull was guaranteed to give at least a four-star Servant, he still prayed to the distant Alaya.

The instant the spell array activated, electric crackling rose alongside the lights. Then Mo Wang heard a clanging sound.

Then he saw something painfully familiar.

It was three swords that looked exceedingly sharp, weapons that were clearly at least Village-Good-Sword tier.

But the moment he saw them, Mo Wang's mood collapsed.

Damn it, hadn't you already been removed from the paid banner pool? Why were you showing up again?! What? You said this was the early version? Then never mind.

"Don't panic, don't rush, there's more!" Mo Wang took a deep breath. He refused to believe it could all be Black Keys, right?

As the spell array continued operating, what appeared next was still... Black Keys.

Yeah, different versions of Black Keys.

Mo Wang: (°ー°〃)

Black Keys...

Mo Wang: (＃°Д°)

Black Keys x9...

Mo Wang: (xз"∠)

"This is what you meant by not stuffing any other weird crap in there?"

Mo Wang grabbed the shady merchant by the neck, so furious he felt ready to explode! This was already Nine Solitary Keys! It was about to become Unlimited Key Works, okay?! And you called this not stuffing it?

"Th-That's not right?!"

Even the shady merchant herself froze as she stared at the Black Keys scattered all over the floor.

Sure, she had adjusted the probabilities a tiny bit, but pulling nothing but Black Keys was a little too much, wasn't it?

Da Vinci's gaze toward Mo Wang changed completely.

Was this guy seriously of African descent or something? How could he be this unlucky? This wasn't scientific, and it was even less magical!

"Next time! Trust me, it'll definitely be a Servant!"

Da Vinci struggled as she called for help from Mashu beside her.

Mashu! Save me!

"Haha, Senpai, give Da Vinci one more chance. Just one," Mashu said with an awkward laugh, trying to smooth things over for Da Vinci.

Yet before Da Vinci could celebrate, Mashu added, "If Senpai pulls another pile of useless stuff, I'll personally tie Da Vinci-chan up."

"M-Mashu?!" Da Vinci stared in horror at Mashu, whose face had darkened somewhat.

How had it come to this? Could it be true that pink-haired girls were black on the inside once cut open?

"Of course I know the next one will definitely be a Servant! If you make me pull some Uncle Black or something, you'd better watch out—I'll take it out on you!"

As Mo Wang spoke, he watched the spell array begin operating again.

Then a white-haired, dark-skinned uncle stepped out of the spell array.

"Servant, Archer! Are you my Master?"

Mo Wang: (°ー°〃)

The instant Red A appeared, Mo Wang's gaze went vacant.

A four-star Servant, and even the workhorse Red A. But why couldn't he feel happy at all?

Looking at the pile of Black Keys on the ground, Mo Wang felt as though someone was mocking him.

What Kind of Wild Historical Account Is Emiya Shi Niang? ### "What is going on here?"

The moment Red A landed, he looked at Mo Wang's strange expression and immediately felt utterly confused.

Wait, had he arrived at the wrong time?

"No, I just unexpectedly felt like I was being mocked." Mo Wang turned around and shot Da Vinci a glare.

Wasn't Red A another kind of dark-skinned uncle?

"How is that my fault?" Da Vinci felt utterly wronged. It was obviously his own terrible luck.

"So how did you get here? Didn't you say before that you wouldn't come even if it killed you?" Mo Wang turned to Red A. This guy had previously been too stingy to even give him a necklace, so why was he the first one to show up?

"No choice. The higher-ups made me work overtime, so I could only come over."

Red A looked at Mo Wang with a sour expression. If he had a choice, he definitely would not have come even if it killed him.

But Alaya had directly thrown him over here. What could he do?

Besides, he was indeed a little afraid of what Mo Wang had said before he left—about bringing his whole family over.

He had figured it out. The guy in front of him was someone who loved causing trouble.

For all he knew, Mo Wang really could bring over his entire family.

"Damn, you really are a model worker."

Mo Wang couldn't help complaining.

Getting Red A this early basically meant he would be working through the entire first part.

With work this intense, no wonder the guy wanted to kill his past self.

Wasn't this basically the same as directly joining the protagonist's party?

"Your boss really works you like livestock."

Mo Wang complained from the side, filled with sympathy for Red A.

"Tell me about it."

Red A was exhausted too, but fortunately, he was used to this kind of nonsense. At least compared to his previous jobs, Chaldea let him rest for a while now and then.

"Stand to the side for now. I'm going to finish pulling these cards. I want to see what other nonsense can come out after this."

As Mo Wang spoke, he tossed more stones into the device.

"Whoosh~!"

This time, Black Keys did not appear.

However—

"Steel's Apology and Green Bankruptcy? Fine, fine, fine. The Black Keys are gone, so now it's your two's turn, huh!"

Looking at the pile of Craft Essences that had fallen to the floor, Mo Wang felt utterly hopeless!

This time, he did not even get his pity.

"Wait, why wasn't there even a Servant this time? You can't be unlucky like this!"

Mo Wang angrily grabbed Da Vinci. This time, he wanted nothing more than to skin her alive and swallow her whole.

"Calm down! This time really isn't my fault! Da Vinci-chan really doesn't know!"

In truth, the shady merchant was stunned too.

Even during normal testing, the summoning system had never produced anything this absurd. No Heroic Spirits in a ten-pull—this was no longer merely African Chieftain luck. Had he fallen into a pit of black mud or something?

"No! Again!"

Mo Wang gritted his teeth and put in another ten-pull.

This time, a Servant finally appeared...

"Lancer! Cú Chulainn! Master, we meet ag—pugh!"

The instant Mo Wang saw the blue Doggy, he kicked him without hesitation.

"W-What was that for?!"

Cú Chulainn clutched his nose, nearly crying from the pain.

Why had his Master kicked him the moment he appeared?

"You still have the nerve to ask?! I said no Lancers, so why are you still playing Lancer?!"

Mo Wang looked at the Doggy before him, nearly furious to death.

What was he supposed to do with someone who had E-rank Luck? How was that any different from being unusable?

"But Lancer is indeed my strongest class?" Cú Chulainn was baffled. He had already come to work using his strongest class, so why was his Master blaming him?

"Can't you come as a Berserker? You're obviously strongest as a Berserker! Why won't you believe me?"

"I told you, there's no such thing!"

Cú Chulainn declared that he would never become a Berserker in his life! Whoever became a Berserker was a dog!

"Tch. You go stand over there too. Seriously, I can't believe this."

Now that he had pulled Lancer Doggy, Mo Wang could only console himself that at least he had gotten a Servant.

Three stars were three stars.

At worst, he could send him to farm materials later.

"Heh, didn't expect you to come too," Red A said with a strange smile as he looked at the Doggy who had likewise been chased over.

"What do you mean, I came too? I was clearly the one who said first that I was coming." Doggy's expression darkened upon seeing Red A here as well.

"Is that so? Still, it seems Master and the others dislike you quite a bit. Why be a Lancer of all things?" Having participated in most Holy Grail Wars, Red A could more or less understand Mo Wang's thoughts after recalling the fates of those Lancers. Of course, that sort of thing was particularly superstitious, and he did not believe in it at all.

But that did not stop him from mocking Doggy now.

"What's wrong with Lancers? You couldn't be a Lancer even if you wanted to! Did Lancers eat your rice?" Doggy immediately got angry! Today, he had to clear the name of the Lancer class!

"Heh, with you?"

Red A and Cú Chulainn faced each other like dragons and tigers locked in battle.