Transmigrators' Group Chat

"Looks like I can't leave Luocheng," Jiang Xue said after her train ticket purchase failed. She tried buying a plane ticket next, but the result was the same.

All ticket purchases had failed.

This mysterious organization had eyes and ears everywhere. Qing Chen didn't want to be confined to one city, so regardless of their motives, it was best for him not to reveal himself yet.

Jiang Xue suddenly asked, "By the way, Qing Chen, I haven't seen your parents in the past two years. Do you live here alone?"

"Yes," Qing Chen nodded. "They got divorced. I live here alone. Oh, Aunt Jiang Xue, what do you do for work?"

"I'm an art teacher at the Bai Ma Elementary School next door," Jiang Xue replied without elaborating further. She stood up and picked up the dishes from the table. "I'll go wash these."

"No need, just leave them there. I'll wash them later," Qing Chen said.

"No, I'm already letting you cook, so I can't let you wash the dishes too," Jiang Xue said, heading into the kitchen without waiting for a reply. She left Qing Chen and Li Tongyun in the living room.

At this moment, the little girl Li Tongyun suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Brother, you never looked directly at my mom before. Is it because she's pretty today that you invited her in?"

Qing Chen was speechless. "What are you talking about? Don't overthink things."

"My mom is really pretty, though," Li Tongyun muttered softly.

Qing Chen found it both amusing and exasperating. Kids these days were too sharp.

However, it wasn't because Jiang Xue was pretty. It was because she had information he wanted to know, such as about the mysterious organization and the Inner World.

Jiang Xue was efficient. She finished washing all the dishes in the sink in no time. Seeing the dirty clothes in the bathroom, she gathered them into her arms. "Qing Chen, it's not easy for you living alone here. If you have any dirty clothes in the future, bring them to Auntie, and Auntie will wash them for you. Let's go, Xiao Yun. Time to go home. Your Brother Qing Chen still needs to study."

"Wait, I can wash them myself..."

Before Qing Chen could finish speaking, Jiang Xue pulled Li Tongyun away, giving him no chance to react.

Qing Chen stood stunned in the dimly lit room. He hadn't expected her to do that at all.

He returned to his bedroom and slowly lay down on the bed, contemplating his future actions.

There were already 999 unread messages in the class WeChat group. Everyone was discussing matters related to Transmigrators.

Even what happened to Jiang Xue tonight was slowly becoming a topic of conversation for the people of Luocheng, and it might even trend on hot searches tomorrow.

Students, office workers, and even the truly powerful were constantly paying attention to the term "Transmigrator."

He glanced at the class group chat history. Whenever someone discussed the characteristics of Transmigrators, Nan Gengchen would proactively chime in, saying that these Transmigrators must be exceptionally outstanding individuals...

At this moment, to be honest, Qing Chen kind of wished Nan Gengchen would transmigrate into Prison No. 18.

Although he wouldn't be able to hide his identity then, Nan Gengchen's expression at that moment would probably be quite spectacular.

Qing Chen opened the search engine, wanting to see if He Xiaoxiao's guide had been released. However, her live stream room remained dark, with no new updates posted.

He checked WeChat again. His mother still hadn't sent him any messages.

Just as he was about to go to sleep, his phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID displayed: Mom.

Qing Chen sat up to answer the call. "Hello?"

On the other end, Zhang Wanfang said, "Xiao Chen, Mom has already transferred the living expenses to your dad."

However, Qing Chen hadn't seen any living expenses for a long time.

"Mom, this week..."

Qing Chen wanted to say that he needed to pay for textbooks, but before he could finish, Zhang Wanfang said on the phone, "Haohao suddenly has a fever, so we won't be able to visit you this weekend. Alright, get to sleep early. Don't fall behind in your studies."

"Okay, fine," Qing Chen said and hung up.

He had finally received a call, but it seemed they had already forgotten about his skipping class.

However, it didn't matter.

At this moment.

"Qing Chen, Qing Chen, are you there, are you there, are you there?" Nan Gengchen sent a message late at night.

"What's up?" Qing Chen asked.

"I just found a group online that welcomes all Transmigrators to join and communicate. Are you going? I'll send you the group number," Nan Gengchen said excitedly, already acting like a Transmigrator.

Qing Chen said, "We're not Transmigrators, why would we join?"

Nan Gengchen paused. "To join in the fun? Maybe we can find out some new things. What if one day we both transmigrate? Wouldn't it be good to get some information in advance?"

"I'm not going. You go ahead," Qing Chen said.

He had no interest in a Transmigrator group right now. What if it was a trap set by that mysterious organization, waiting for everyone to walk into it?

Perhaps there was no danger, but he didn't want his freedom restricted either.

Only a simpleton like Nan Gengchen would rush into any kind of excitement.

"If you're not going, then fine. I'll go in and have some fun," Nan Gengchen said.

After that, Nan Gengchen went silent.

A little while later, just as Qing Chen was starting to feel sleepy, Nan Gengchen reappeared. "Qing Chen..."

"What is it now?" Qing Chen asked helplessly.

"The group admin claims he's a Transmigrator and brought back hundreds of pairs of high-tech socks from the Inner World," Nan Gengchen asked. "They're not just odor-proof and sweat-proof, but also let you walk like the wind and extend your lifespan. They say it's nanotechnology that stimulates acupoints... Want a couple of pairs?"

Qing Chen: "???"

Socks brought back from the Inner World? What a load of crap!

These scammers are getting ridiculous. They'll latch onto any trend.

He knew the Transmigrator group was unreliable, but he hadn't expected it to be this unreliable.

Qing Chen asked, "Did you buy any?"

Nan Gengchen replied, "I don't have any money. If I did, I might buy a pair to try..."

Qing Chen held back for a long time before saying, "...Impressive."

Nan Gengchen continued, "There's also a Transmigrator in the group who claims he got gene serum from the Inner World, and drinking it allows you to become a Transcendental."

"Mhm, what else did people in the group say?"

"Another Transmigrator in the group said he knows some rich women over there looking to get pregnant through sperm donation, and he can help introduce them."

"Mhm... What else did people in the group say?" Qing Chen finally understood. This group had truly gathered a bunch of scammers.

He even suspected that everyone in the group, except Nan Gengchen, was a scammer, and Nan Gengchen was the only fool.