Although they did not know the exact rules of One Hundred Thousand Cold Jokes World, it was certainly different from ordinary worlds.
Their worlds were different as well, but the differences were not exaggerated to that extent.
Son of Nature: "The Chat Group should be capable of converting our abilities into forms that conform to the rules of other worlds."
Son of Nature: "Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to retain our original combat strength in other worlds."
Ordinary Group Owner: "@Chat Group, can you do it?"
"Ding, it has been detected that the group owner doubts the Chat Group's capabilities."
"Ding, this is a basic function of the Chat Group."
The Chat Group's cold voice rang out beside everyone's ears, and its answer did not disappoint them.
Ordinary Group Owner: "You finally didn't let me down."
Ordinary Group Owner: "I'd already prepared myself for the possibility that you couldn't do it."
Of course, this Chat Group really was terrible in some respects.
Especially since she, the group owner, did not even have any group owner privileges. Other than some discount benefits, she had nothing.
Could a group owner without the authority to kick people or mute them still be called a group owner?!
Electromaster: "So if something happens on my side in the future, I can call people over to help?"
Electromaster: "Even if it draws a Magic God's attention, it'll be fine?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "It should be fine. Although Magic Gods are powerful, but—"
Ordinary Group Owner: "They're Conceptual Gods!"
Ordinary Group Owner: "There's no way we can beat them."
Ordinary Group Owner: "And he's only a River God. Who knows how powerful the other major gods there are?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Nuwa, Odin, Zeus—those three are probably the real big shots there."
Back when Bai Xuan said