The Late-Arriving Cheat Was Worth Less Than Grass!

"Ding! Welcome to the Chat Group!"

"Ding! You have automatically become a group administrator!"

"Ding! Welcome, Somehow Cultivating Immortality, to the Chat Group!"

"Ding! Welcome, I'm Just a Mage Who Wants to Retire, to the Chat Group!"

"Ding! Welcome, Walking Bone Broth, to the Chat Group!"

"Ding! Welcome, This Isn't the Nickname I Wanted, to the Chat Group!"

Meng Chuan opened his eyes in the midst of contemplating the mysteries of the Heavenly Heart Imprint. His divine sense swept out like a tide, scanned Beidou, then surged into the starry cosmos and searched several star regions. Apart from startling a few Forbidden Zone Supremes, he found nothing.

"A Chat Group?" Meng Chuan withdrew his divine sense. After a moment's thought, he drew on the Heavenly Heart Imprint to forcibly probe the entire universe. Unsurprisingly, he found nothing useful, and the imprint gave no response.

"Is this my... Golden Finger?" Meng Chuan looked puzzled as long-buried memories surfaced.

"But even if you are my Golden Finger, haven't you arrived a little too late...?"

"Let me see what you are." Meng Chuan opened the Chat Group panel that had appeared with the chimes and froze.

Had that big penguin corporation expanded its business into other worlds...?

Looking at the familiar group-chat interface, Meng Chuan sighed. Once, he had known it so well.

No one had spoken in the Chat Group yet. All five members, himself included, showed as online, so Meng Chuan decided to greet them first. As the Great Emperor of this age, it was his duty!

A Restless Great Emperor: Newbie's three questions (who am I, where am I, what am I supposed to do?).JPG

Damn it! Meng Chuan stared at his group nickname, furious. You're the restless one! Your whole family is restless!

Walking Bone Broth: You've got to be kidding me. Why am I running into weird stuff again? Wasn't it all over already?

I'm Just a Mage Who Wants to Retire: Something that connects the Multiverse? I've never seen it on any timeline. Strange.

This Isn't the Nickname I Wanted: Hahahaha

Somehow Cultivating Immortality: I am Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang. Greetings, fellow Daoists!

Meng Chuan's eyes lit up at the last message. Here was someone he knew!

A Restless Great Emperor: @Somehow Cultivating Immortality, so it's the esteemed Zhang Sanfeng.

Meng Chuan looked at his nickname and immediately searched for the option to change it. That awful name did not suit him at all!

On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng stood beside a cliff and stared at the panel before him. Even after so many years of cultivating his composure, he felt deeply shaken.

He had long been unmatched in the Wulin. There were scarcely any people left who could give him a satisfying fight, let alone use such a method on him.

"So I don't even have to speak? I just think the words, and they appear in this... Chat Group?" Zhang Sanfeng raised an eyebrow at the latest message. "Someone knows me? How do I use that symbol and his name the way he did?"

"Hm? There it is."

Somehow Cultivating Immortality: @Meng Chuan, fellow Daoist Restless Great Emperor, where are you from?

This Isn't the Nickname I Wanted: Hahahahaha

I'm Just a Mage Who Wants to Retire: Well...

Walking Bone Broth: Zhang Sanfeng? The one from the history of the Eastern Country?

Meng Chuan's expression shifted, and traces of imperial might flickered around him. The Forbidden Zone Supremes he had awakened earlier fixed their attention on him, afraid he might do something rash.

Meng Chuan: I've only heard of the esteemed Zhang; we've never met. Also, everyone can change their names to their real ones. The nicknames are a bit awkward.

Meng Qi: All right, fellow Daoist Restless Great Emperor.

The Ancient One: All right, fellow Daoist Restless Great Emperor.

Daigu Madoka: All right, fellow Daoist Restless Great Emperor. @Meng Chuan @The Ancient One @Meng Qi @Zhang Sanfeng, hello, everyone. I'm Daigu Madoka.

Meng Chuan's face darkened. Were they forming a chorus now?

"But these names are all familiar." Meng Chuan studied the Chat Group, especially the first person, Meng Qi. "I only remember one protagonist by that name. If he really comes from that world..." His eyes shone.

Zhang Sanfeng: @Daigu Madoka, greetings, fellow Daoist. I'm Zhang Sanfeng. But history? I've never heard of a Zhang Sanfeng in history.

The Ancient One: Greetings, everyone. I'm the Ancient One.

Meng Qi: Hello, everyone. My name is Meng Qi.

Meng Chuan studied the chat panel before him. "Barring surprises, this is the kind of Chat Group I know, linking different worlds. But it doesn't seem to have a group owner, only the five of us as administrators."

"Is it because the first people to join automatically become administrators?"

On second thought, having no group owner was rather nice. Most of the group owners in the Chat Group stories he had read in his previous life were people who played at being mysterious.

"Zhang Sanfeng's original nickname was Somehow Cultivating Immortality, so he should be a Wulin version of Zhang Sanfeng. I just don't know which one."

"As for the Ancient One, she should be the Sorcerer Supreme from the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Her original nickname certainly fits: she just wants to retire... If she hasn't retired yet, there should still be plenty of her story ahead."

"And Daigu Madoka... Daigu, Tiga. But he said everything was already over, so Gatanothor must be dead, or the Final Sacred War has ended too." Meng Chuan sighed. What memories from his childhood in his previous life.

"Then there's Meng Qi. If he's the Meng Qi I'm thinking of, that's something else entirely: the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, the Cause of All Fruits, The One and Only." It was probably just as Meng Chuan suspected, given Meng Qi's original nickname...

"Seen that way, everyone in the group is a character from some work of fiction." Though now, they were all real people.

Meng Qi: @Zhang Sanfeng, senior, are you the esteemed Zhang who shook the Wulin, has Seven Disciples, and whose one disciple has been missing for years?

Zhang Sanfeng: I do have Seven Disciples, and Cuishan has been missing for years. How do you know, fellow Daoist?

Meng Qi: I'll explain in a moment, senior.

Meng Qi: @Daigu Madoka, Daigu, are you Ultraman Tiga? @The Ancient One, are you the Sorcerer Supreme who holds the Time Stone?

Daigu Madoka: I am Tiga, but how did you know? Who are you?

The Ancient One: I believe I'm the person you mean.

In a Zen Monastery, a young bald monk leaped up in excitement. He had known there had to be a Golden Finger for someone who crossed into another world! It had finally arrived. He was going to return to secular life!

Meng Qi: @Meng Chuan, then who is this Restless Great Emperor?

Meng Chuan stared at the message. He wanted to punch Meng Qi to death, though if he actually went over there, he was more likely to be the one who died.

Meng Chuan: Little Meng, don't you know a lot? How come you don't know who I am?

Meng Qi: Oh, hardly. I just know a little.

Meng Qi: Quite a few worlds have Great Emperors. Which one are you?

Meng Chuan: My name is Meng Chuan. I'm in Shrouding the Heavens, I just became an emperor, and my title is Dao Shi. There's no one I know here, so I won't hide my identity.

Meng Qi: Shrouding... The Heavens? Became an emperor?

Little Baldy was dumbstruck. The man whose entry nickname had been so suggestive was actually a Great Emperor from Shrouding the Heavens?

Meng Qi: Great Emperor, please lend me a leg hair to cling to! Save me, Great Emperor!

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