Russell unhesitatingly summoned the Shadow Legion and prepared to relocate. After all, Eden was simply too pathetic at this stage; there was no point in staying any longer.
Remaining here would only waste time for nothing.
But just then, a new voice suddenly sounded by his ear.
"Ding—Chicken Wing Girl has joined the chat group."
"Ding—God of Bargain Hunting has joined the chat group."
Russell froze abruptly, as though time itself had stopped. Only then did he suddenly remember that his chat group was not some Double Door for offline meetups, but something capable of pulling people in on its own.
It was just that this thing seemingly rarely pulled anyone in.
To the point that he had nearly forgotten that a chat group was actually a divine artifact capable of connecting countless unknown worlds, rather than some internet app for cuddling with girlfriends or queuing up with buddies.
If you chatted in the group more often, you would not have ended up like this.
You have not been treating this as your Xiaohongshu or Enterprise WeChat, have you?
The Prompt Device snarked.
How could anyone treat a chat group as just another messaging app?
"Isn't this basically Enterprise WeChat? Who checks Enterprise WeChat all day?"
Russell habitually bickered with the Prompt Device before logging into the chat group to see who the newcomers were.
"Welcome, newcomers. Aren't you going to introduce yourselves?"
"Welcome, newcomers. Want some fish and chips?"
"Hello, hello. New friend, would you be interested in helping me calculate the difference between market prices and procurement prices for cosmic construction materials?"
"This old man is researching immortal arts. Would either newcomer be willing to follow me?"
"Wuhu! My Demon Lord's Castle is still short a Four Heavenly Kings member. Any newcomers interested?"
At a glance, he saw