Gathering

There was a scene like this in Stephen Chow's Kung Fu Hustle.

The Beast urged Sing to strike Landlady and Landlord.

Having long since taken pity on them, Sing brought his final blow down on The Beast's head and roared:

"My head is such a mess!"

Lu Mingfei: "My head is such a mess!"

Lu Mingfei: "@Su Lin, what exactly is this Dragon King book? My head's a complete mess right now. And what were Dragon 4 and Dragon 5 before this?"

Su Lin was out in his real body for the first time in a while, lazily strolling down the street with a plastic bag in hand. It was a fine, sunny day.

A message notification came in. It was from Lu Mingfei.

Su Lin: "The author couldn't keep writing Dragon 5, so he restarted it."

Xiao Yan: "You can do that? Would readers actually accept it?"

Su Lin: "It was pretty popular, after all. And the protagonist really did have it rough, so readers were hoping the reboot wouldn't be so cruel."

Lu Mingfei: "Got it. When in doubt, parallel worlds."

Su Lin: "You really do understand parallel worlds."

Lu Mingfei: "No one understands parallel worlds better than me."

In the restroom, Lu Mingfei vigorously scrubbed his face twice with cold tap water.

After letting out a long breath, he walked out of the airplane restroom.

Caesar was reading the mission details, while Chu Zihang rested with his eyes closed.

Lu Mingfei walked straight over, sat down, and stared at Chu Zihang for several seconds.

"What is it?"

Chu Zihang's golden eyes glimmered through the slits of his eyelids.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about where to visit once we get to Tokyo."

Chu Zihang nodded.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.

After all, he could hardly just tell Chu Zihang outright:

Senior, I have good news and bad news for you.

The good news is that the little Dragon girl you like isn't dead yet.

The bad news is that you became her mother.

"The brightest place over there is Ginza. They say that when Japanese real estate prices were at their peak, the land in Ginza alone could have bought the entire United States," Caesar said as he turned to look out the window.

He had started trying to communicate with Chu Zihang, that block of wood.

Well then, history was beginning to correct itself. Lu Mingfei, who had just wanted to take a nap, abruptly opened his eyes wide.

Sure enough, before long, he was trying to smooth things over between the two big shots and maintain the atmosphere. He feared that if the tense standoff continued, their plane would land in the Atlantic Ocean before they even reached Tokyo.

Principal, the fate of your ace combination was looking truly grim.

At last, the two of them settled down for a while before arriving in Tokyo.

The cabin was pitch-black. Looking at Tokyo through the curtain of rain outside the window, Lu Mingfei felt a trace of unease.

Raindrops pattered against the window. He closed his eyes as well, and the fatigue that had built up instantly washed over him. He fell asleep amid the rocking of the landing.

Perhaps because Lu Mingfei had slept too deeply this time, the other two did not wake him to take part in the swordsman delegation cosplay arranged by the principal.

After Gen Chisei waited for the wild pilot to pull off an extreme maneuver and give the plane a borderline landing, the boarding stairs lowered.

The clack of wooden sandals was crisp and pleasing, and two paper umbrellas drifted out through the cabin door.

Two people dressed as swordsmen entered everyone's view, carrying a young man with drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Han Li had originally been studying the [Heavenly Forgetting] cultivation technique he had obtained from Su Lin and rarely left his cave abode. Of course, not leaving the cave abode did not mean he could not travel far.

Though he had not entered seclusion for arduous cultivation over the past half year, his skill in alchemy had improved considerably.

In return for using the Little Green Bottle to help Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, and that demon beast named Chopper, he had gained quite a lot, whether in medical theory, herbs from other worlds, or pill formulas. Frankly speaking, his fortune was more than enough to support him all the way to Deity Transformation.

Any pills he refined would spark a mad scramble if brought to an auction.

However, that would be far too high-profile. At least in these waters, it was better to remain cautious until Late Nascent Soul.

Having learned about the Chaotic Star Sea from the books, Han Li silently pondered the matter.

Half a year was no more than the blink of an eye to a Golden Core Stage cultivator. It would not take long to make up for six months of cultivation.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Forgetting technique was not suitable for cultivating too deeply, and he had discovered that it demanded quite a bit of comprehension.

After the Chat Group notified him that a newcomer had joined, he was astonished to discover that there was an actual Immortal?!

The people in the Chat Group were mostly destined for extraordinary futures, as could be seen from the stories in the books Su Lin had uploaded.

But no matter how powerful he and the others in the Chat Group might become in the future, the fact that they were still in their early stages could not be changed.

He had not expected an Immortal to appear directly at such a time.

After waiting for everyone to become somewhat acquainted over the course of a day.

Han Li: "Senior Zhongli, I saw that you are not only the God of Geo, but also the progenitor of all immortals in your world and proficient in immortal arts. This junior has some cultivation techniques from this world. May I ask for your guidance?"

Zhongli: "That would be most welcome."

Han Li: "Then I will message you privately, Senior."

Ye Fan: "Count me in. How about we find a world and get together?"

Luffy: "Are we having a feast?"

You're only ever this enthusiastic when it comes to feasts, Su Lin thought helplessly.

Su Lin: "How about coming to my world? I'll be the host and make the arrangements."

Su Lin: "Perfect timing. You can also harvest the spiritual plants and medicinal herbs you planted in my sect last time."

Klein: "What kind of world is yours?"

Come to think of it, the novels had all been uploaded by this person named Su Lin. Had he transmigrated into some cultivation world? Klein had spent all of yesterday reading novels.

Su Lin: "A parallel Earth."

Klein: "I'll be there after I use the restroom."

The mad adventurer Gehrman coldly swept his gaze over Danitz.

Danitz's calf twitched. He thought this guy was about to do something again.

"I'm going to the washroom. Stay here. Don't move."

What else could Danitz say? Gehrman was the boss, so he could only nod.

The Faceless's expression nearly broke. Excitedly returning to the washroom, Klein first went above the Gray Fog to divine once more, then used the Cross-Boundary Talisman.

Even a savior needed a vacation.

He would treat it as taking an early break from his future 007 workdays and going home to celebrate the New Year.

Of course, Klein still performed a divination. The pendulum hovered in the middle and swayed. Was it impossible to predict?

As though suddenly recalling something, he divined again whether he would bring danger to the ordinary human world of another Earth.

The result was more or less the same.

After thinking it over, he figured that with an Immortal there, it should not be a problem.

(End of Chapter)