Ordinary Group Owner, You Can Call Me Transmigrator

They are certainly not easy people to get along with.

Madara Uchiha goes without saying; aside from Hashirama Senju, there is no one in the entire Ninja World he deems worthy of his attention. Whitebeard may appear gentle, but that is merely an appearance.

After all, he is one of the Four Emperors of the sea, a man at the pinnacle of Conqueror's Haki; no one would believe he is easy to get along with. Of course, that is a different story if you are his son.

Kurumi Tokisaki is even more so; her yandere, black-bellied persona combined with a sufficiently beautiful face is indeed extremely attractive.

But reality and anime are not the same.

Moreover, the idea of killing ten thousand people to make up for regrets—even if the vast majority were bad people, there were still a small portion who were ordinary.

It is true that she wanted to change the fate of herself and her friends, but one should not rely on taking the lives of others to achieve that change.

Wait, the ones who died were people from Japan, so that is fine.

Although all three are ruthless, Su Yunqing has managed to get along with them quite well by relying on her understanding of them and the future that has yet to come to pass.

Madara even gifted her a pair of two-tomoe Sharingan.

However, because the Chat Group's exchange system has not yet been activated, she cannot control these eyes without the Uchiha Bloodline, so she has kept them in her storage space.

The only person to join in the second batch was [Boil Daigo Into Soup]. Tiga was a part of her childhood, and she recognized him at first glance.

But it has only been three days since Daigo joined her side, and she did not expect a newcomer to enter the group so soon.

She rubbed her head, hoping more group members would come; only when there are ten people will some of the Chat Group's functions be unlocked.

That Is How It Is Meow: "What is this thing? Why is it appearing in my head, meow."

Golden Flash: "Information in my mind, what is this?"

Golden Flash: "Our world is not the only one; there exist countless worlds in the Myriad Worlds that are equal to or even more powerful than ours, and the Chat Group is an existence that can connect different worlds?"

Golden Flash: "It does not seem to be a genjutsu."

Minato Namikaze frowned, pondering the possibility of a genjutsu, but even an Uchiha could not construct such a genjutsu, could they?

Setting aside the fact that his own strength is not weak—making it no simple matter to trap him in a genjutsu—there should not be any ninja in the Ninja World with enough imagination to create such a thing, right?

That Is How It Is Meow: "Only I can see it; Jessie and James cannot see it, meow."

In the Pokemon world, under the worried gazes of Jessie and James, Meowth confirmed that they truly could not see it.

However—

"Meowth's head is not stupid! You two jerks, stop messing with Meowth's head!"

"Fury Swipes!"

A cross-shaped vein popped on Meowth's head as it was being wantonly rubbed by Jessie and James, and unable to bear it any longer, it left claw marks on both of their faces.

After a cold snort, it wanted to speak about the Chat Group, but the words would not come out no matter how hard it tried.

It was the same for Minato Namikaze.

Ordinary Group Owner: "Meowth? Minato Namikaze?"

That Is How It Is Meow: "You know Meowth?"

Golden Flash: "Who are you?"

Ordinary Group Owner: "No need to be so formal, I am just an ordinary group owner. I have already uploaded some information about your worlds; feel free to take a look if you are interested."

Ordinary Group Owner: "Note, I have only uploaded a portion. Although I have some understanding of you, it is impossible for me to remember everything in detail because there is simply too much content."

After saying this, Su Yunqing uploaded some of the memory copies of the two from her mind.

She has watched quite a bit of anime, but she has almost never finished one from start to finish.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, school was the priority, and there was not much time to watch anime; furthermore, good anime appeared every year, so naturally, many things were overlooked.

If she had not transmigrated, she could have relied on the internet to catch up; but now that she has transmigrated to another world—a High Martial Arts World—the anime from her original world simply does not exist.

So, there is no helping it.

Boil Daigo Into Soup: "I just remembered, there doesn't seem to be any information on the Uchiha Dance King in the chat group. Did the group owner forget?"

Daigo suddenly thought of this and asked in the chat group with some confusion.

Worst Spirit: "Shrug.jpg"

Worst Spirit: "The group owner didn't forget, it's just that Madara Uchiha refused."

Uchiha Dance King: "That kind of thing, there is no need to pay it any mind."

Uchiha Dance King: "The future of the Ninja World will be born in my hands."

Ordinary Group Owner: "Although there is still a long time to go, it would actually be better if you asked me for it, weak.jpg"

Golden Flash: "Ninja World? Wait! Uchiha?"

Golden Flash: "Looking at [Worst Spirit]'s address, are you Madara Uchiha?!"

Minato Namikaze was somewhat surprised; he did not expect the ancestor of the Uchiha Clan, the legendary Madara Uchiha, to be in the chat group. But, wasn't he already dead?

Golden Flash: "But aren't you already..."

Be My Son: "Gurararara, according to what the group owner said, Madara Uchiha is indeed already dead."

Be My Son: "But who says that those who have already died have no way to join the Chat Group?"

Be My Son: "The Chat Group's abilities are not something we can even imagine."

Uchiha Dance King: "Hmph, I will eventually resurrect from the Underworld."

Uchiha Dance King: "When that time comes."

Minato Namikaze's expression shifted slightly upon seeing Madara Uchiha's words; within those limited characters, he sensed an incredible possibility.

It seemed there was a deeper reason behind Madara Uchiha's death.

But before he could continue to inquire, he saw the Group Owner begin to question another newcomer who had yet to speak.

Ordinary Group Owner: "@Son of Nature, come out and show yourself, newcomer."

Ordinary Group Owner: "Everyone in the Chat Group is a good person, you know."

Son of Nature: "Uh, are you sure?"

Bai Xuan's mouth twitched slightly at the Group Owner's words. Excluding the newcomers from his own batch, aside from one Daigo, the remaining three consisted of a Hegemon, an Asura, and a Yandere.

Which one of them was a good person?

Ordinary Group Owner: "Ahem, at least within the Chat Group, they are."

Ordinary Group Owner: "Eh, you seem a bit off."

Su Yunqing scratched her head in embarrassment after seeing the newcomer's skepticism. She replied, then seemed to realize something and froze.

Ordinary Group Owner: "How did you know—no, wait, who are you?"

Son of Nature: "A person from Hang City, Huaxia, Earth. You can also call me a Transmigrator."

Son of Nature: "Nice to meet you, fellow countryman."

Bai Xuan did not hide his identity. From the conversation just now, he could see that this Group Owner had not fashioned herself into some sort of Almighty persona.

She hadn't demanded any price for uploading the members' profiles, and the attitude she displayed was extremely approachable.

She was likely a rare, candid type of Group Owner.

Of course, most importantly, he had learned through asking the Chat Group that the Group Owner did not have the right to kick people. Honestly, for a Group Owner to not even have the ability to kick members—

Among so many Chat Group owners, she was the most pathetic one he had ever known.