There was a scene like this in Stephen Chow's Kung Fu Hustle.
The Beast urged Sing to beat up the Landlady and Landlord.
Having long since taken pity on them, Sing finally struck The Beast on the head with a stick and shouted:
"My head's a mess!"
Lu Mingfei: "My head's a mess!"
Lu Mingfei: "@Su Lin, what is this Dragon King thing? My head is a total mess right now. What were Dragon 4 and Dragon 5 before this?"
Su Lin was out in his real body for the first time in a long while, lazily strolling down the street with a plastic bag in hand. The weather was fine and sunny today.
A message notification came through. 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 buy it?"
Su Lin: "It was pretty popular, after all. And the protagonist really had 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 I do."
In the restroom, Lu Mingfei vigorously rubbed his face with cold water from the tap.
After letting out a long breath, he walked out of the airplane restroom.
Caesar was reading through 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 lit up through the slits of his eyelids.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about where to go sightseeing in Tokyo."
Chu Zihang nodded.
Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.
After all, he couldn't just tell Chu Zihang outright:
Senior brother, I have good news and bad news for you.
The good news is, that Little Dragon Girl you like isn't dead yet.
The bad news is, you became her mother.
"The brightest place over there is Ginza. They say that when Japanese real estate prices were at their peak, the value of a single plot of land in Ginza could buy the entire United States," Caesar said as he turned to look out the window.
He began trying to communicate with that blockhead Chu Zihang.
Fine, history's correction had begun. Lu Mingfei, who had just wanted to sleep for a while, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Sure enough, before long, he was smoothing things over between these two big shots, desperately maintaining the atmosphere. He feared that if the tense standoff continued, the plane would land in the Atlantic Ocean before they even reached Tokyo.
Principal, the fate of your ace team really looked bleak.
At last, the two settled down for a while before arriving in Tokyo.
The cabin was pitch-black. Looking at Tokyo beyond the rain-streaked window, Lu Mingfei felt a trace of unease.
Raindrops pattered against the window. He closed his eyes as well, and the fatigue he had accumulated burst forth all at once. He fell asleep amid the plane's swaying descent.
Perhaps because Lu Mingfei slept too deeply this time, the other two did not wake him to join the swordsman delegation cosplay arranged by the principal.
After Gen Chisei waited for the wild pilot to pull off an extreme maneuver and make this plane perform a borderline landing, the boarding stairs lowered.
The clatter of wooden clogs was crisp and pleasant, and two paper umbrellas drifted out of the cabin door.
Two people dressed as swordsmen entered everyone's sight, carrying a young man with drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Han Li had originally been studying the [Heavenly Forgetting] cultivation method he had obtained from Su Lin these past few days, rarely leaving his cave residence. Of course, staying inside his cave residence did not mean he could not travel far.
Although he had not entered secluded cultivation during the past half year, his skill with pills 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 medicinal theory or in herbs and pill formulas from other worlds. Frankly speaking, his current wealth would more than suffice to support cultivation all the way to Deity Transformation.
The pills he refined would cause a frenzy of competition if brought to an auction.
However, that would be too high-profile. At least in these waters, it was better to remain cautious until reaching Late Nascent Soul.
Han Li silently pondered the situation in the Chaotic Star Sea that he had learned from the books.
Half a year was no more than the blink of an eye to a Golden Core Stage cultivator. Half a year of cultivation could quickly be made up for.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Forgetting cultivation method was unsuitable for cultivating too deeply, and he had discovered that it demanded considerable comprehension.
After the Chat Group notified him that a newcomer had joined, he was surprised 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.
Yet no matter how strong he and the others in the Chat Group would become in the future, the fact remained that they were still in the early stages.
He had not expected an Immortal to show up directly at a time like this.
After waiting for everyone to get somewhat acquainted over a day.
Han Li: "Senior Zhongli, I just saw that you are not only the Geo Archon, but also the ancestor of all Immortals in your world, proficient in Immortal Techniques. This junior has several cultivation methods from this world. Might I ask for your guidance?"
Zhongli: "That would be quite good."
Han Li: "Then I'll 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 were only ever this diligent when it came to feasts, Su Lin thought helplessly.
Su Lin: "Why not come to my world? I'll host and make the arrangements."
Su Lin: "Perfect timing. You can harvest the spirit plants and medicinal herbs you planted in my sect last time."
Klein: "What's your world like?"
Come to think of it, it was this person named Su Lin who had sent out those novels. Had he transmigrated into some Immortal Cultivation world? He had spent all of yesterday reading novels.
Su Lin: "A parallel-world Earth."
Klein: "I'll be there after I use the restroom."
The crazed adventurer Gehrman coldly swept his gaze over Danitz.
Danitz's calves trembled. He thought this man 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' expression nearly broke as he excitedly returned to the washroom. Klein first went above the Gray Fog to divine once more, then used the Cross-Boundary Talisman.
Saviors needed vacations too.
He would treat it as taking an early break from his future 007 workdays and go home to celebrate the New Year.
Of course, Klein still performed a divination. The pendulum remained in the middle and swayed. Was it impossible to foresee?
As if suddenly thinking of something, he divined again whether he would bring harm to the ordinary human world of another Earth.
The result was more or less the same.
After thinking it over, there should not be much of a problem with an Immortal around, right?
(End of Chapter)