The Late-Arriving Cheat Was Worth Less Than Grass!
Chapter 1: A Late Golden Finger is Worth Less Than a Blade of Grass!
"Ding! Welcome to join the Chat Group!"
"Ding! You have automatically become a group administrator!"
"Ding! Welcome to I Am Accidentally Cultivating joining the Chat Group!"
"Ding! Welcome to I Am Just a Sorcerer Who Wants to Retire joining the Chat Group!"
"Ding! Welcome to Walking Bone Broth joining the Chat Group!"
"Ding! Welcome to This Is Not the Nickname I Wanted joining the Chat Group!"
Meng Chuan, who was comprehending the mysteries of the Heavenly Heart Imprint, opened his eyes. His Divine Sense spread out overwhelmingly, sweeping across Beidou, then rushing into the starry sky of the universe to investigate several star fields. Apart from startling some Forbidden Zone Supreme beings, he found nothing at all.
"A chat group?" Meng Chuan withdrew his Divine Sense, pondered slightly, and then directly used the Heavenly Heart Imprint to forcibly investigate the entire universe. Unsurprisingly, he obtained no useful information, and the Heavenly Heart Imprint did not react at all either.
"Is this my... Golden Finger?" Meng Chuan wore a peculiar expression as he recalled things from some distant memories.
"Yet even if you are a Golden Finger, isn't this arriving a bit too late..."
"Let me see what on earth you are." Meng Chuan opened the chat group panel that had appeared along with the prompt tone, uh...
The Big QQ Group has expanded its business to other worlds, has it...
Looking at the familiar chat panel, Meng Chuan felt a bit sentimental. This was something he used to be so familiar with.
No one was talking in the chat group yet. Seeing that all five people, including himself, were showing as online, Meng Chuan decided to take the initiative to greet them. As a reigning Great Emperor, it was his unshirkable duty!
A Restless Great Emperor: Newbie triple combo (Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do).JPG
Damn it! Looking at his own group nickname, Meng Chuan grew furious! You're the one who is restless, your whole family is restless.
Walking Bone Broth: No way, why do I keep running into these weird things again? Didn't everything already end!
I Am Just a Sorcerer Who Wants to Retire: A product connecting the Multiverse? I have never seen it in any timeline. Strange.
This Is Not the Nickname I Wanted: So there really are Golden Fingers! Those who write novels really are all hidden big shots!
I Am Accidentally Cultivating: This Daoist is Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, greetings to all Daoist Friends!
Looking at the last message in the chat group, Meng Chuan's eyes lit up. This was an acquaintance!
A Restless Great Emperor: @I Am Accidentally Cultivating, so it's Perfected Zhang Sanfeng.
Meng Chuan looked at his own nickname and went straight to find the name-change function. This lousy name didn't suit him at all!
On Wudang Mountain, beside the precipitous cliff, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the panel before him. Even with his state of mind honed over so many years, it rippled with many fluctuations.
In the current Wudang, he was already unrivaled under heaven. There were very few people left who could even have a hearty fight with him, let alone use such means on him.
"I don't even have to speak the words aloud? As long as I think them in my mind, they can appear on this... chat group?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at the last message and raised an eyebrow. "Does someone know me? How can I use this symbol and add his name like he did?"
"Hmm? It came out."
I Am Accidentally Cultivating: @Meng Chuan, this restless Great Emperor Daoist Friend, I wonder where you hail from?
This Is Not the Nickname I Wanted: Hahahaha
I Am Just a Sorcerer Who Wants to Retire: This...
Walking Bone Broth: Zhang Sanfeng? Is it that historical figure from the Eastern Country?
Meng Chuan's complexion shifted slightly, imperial might faintly manifesting around his body and drawing the gaze of the Forbidden Zone Supreme beings who had just been jolted awake, fearing that Meng Chuan might do something rash on a whim.
Meng Chuan: I have merely heard of Perfected Zhang's reputation, but we have never met before. Also, everyone can change their names to their real names; otherwise, it looks a bit awkward.
Meng Qi: Got it, restless Great Emperor Daoist Friend.
Ancient One: Got it, restless Great Emperor Daoist Friend.
Daigu Madoka: Got it, restless Great Emperor Daoist Friend. @Meng Chuan @Ancient One @Meng Qi @Zhang Sanfeng, hello everyone, I am Daigu Madoka.
Meng Chuan's face darkened. Forming a formation like this, were they?
"Still, these names are all acquaintances." Meng Chuan looked at the chat group, especially the first one called Meng Qi. "In my memories, there is only one world's protagonist with this name. If it really is that world..." Meng Chuan's eyes brightened.
Zhang Sanfeng: @Daigu Madoka, greetings Daoist Friend, I am Zhang Sanfeng. But historical? I have never heard of a Zhang Sanfeng in history?
Ancient One: Greetings everyone, I am Ancient One.
Meng Qi: Hello everyone, my name is Meng Qi.
Looking at the chat panel before him, Meng Chuan pondered, Barring any accidents, this should be the chat group of my understanding, connecting different worlds. However, this chat group doesn't seem to have a group leader, only the five of us as administrators.
Is it because the first batch to join automatically became group administrators?
On second thought, not having a group leader was actually not bad. After all, most of those chat group leaders in the webnovels he read in his past life were just charlatans putting on airs.
Zhang Sanfeng's initial nickname was I Am Accidentally Cultivating; he should be the martial-heroes version of Zhang Sanfeng, though I wonder which version it is.
As for Ancient One, she should be that Sorcerer Supreme from the Marvel Cinematic Universe in my past life. But that initial nickname really was fitting, just wanting to retire... Since she hasn't retired yet, there should still be plenty of plot to go.
Then there's Daigu Madoka, Daigu, Tiga. But since he said everything has already ended, Gatanothor must have kicked the bucket or the Final Sacred War has already ended. Meng Chuan felt some sentiment—memories from his childhood in his past life.
Then there's Meng Qi. If it really is that Meng Qi, then that's incredible—Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Cause of All Fruits, The One and Only. Yet there was a high probability it was just as Meng Chuan thought, considering Meng Qi's initial nickname...
Looking at it this way, everyone in the group is a character from some work. Even though they were all genuine, living people now.
Meng Qi: @Zhang Sanfeng, senior, are you that Zhang Sanfeng whose name shook Wulin, who has seven disciples, one of whom has been missing for many years?
Zhang Sanfeng: Old Dao truly does have seven disciples, and Cuishan has been missing for many years. I wonder, Daoist Friend?
Meng Qi: Senior, I will explain it to you in a moment.
Meng Qi: @Daigu Madoka, Daigu, are you Ultraman Tiga? @Ancient One, Master, are you the Sorcerer Supreme who wields the Time Stone?
Daigu Madoka: I am Tiga, but how do you know that? Who are you?
Ancient One: I imagine the one you speak of is me.
Inside a Zen Monastery, a little bald monk jumped up in excitement. He had known that transmigration could not possibly happen without a Golden Finger! Today he had finally waited for it, and he was going to return to secular life!
Meng Qi: @Meng Chuan, then who is this flustered Great Emperor?
Meng Chuan looked at this message and truly wanted to throw a punch to beat Meng Qi to death, even though if he really went over there, the possibility of him dying would be even greater.
Meng Chuan: Little Meng, don't you know quite a lot? How do you not know who I am?
Meng Qi: Not at all, not at all. I just know a little bit, just know a little bit.
Meng Qi: Worlds with someone called a Great Emperor are rather numerous. I wonder which Great Emperor you actually are?
Meng Chuan: My name is Meng Chuan. I am in Shrouding the Heavens, having just become a Great Emperor. My revered title is Dao Shi. I have no acquaintances here, so I won't use an alias.
Meng Qi: Shrou... ding the Heavens? Becoming a Great Emperor?
The Little Baldy was dumbfounded. This person whose group nickname appeared rather flashy was actually a Great Emperor from Shrouding the Heavens?
Meng Qi: Great Emperor, I beg for a single leg hair to hang onto! Great Emperor, save me, Great Emperor!
Meng Chuan: Indifferent.JPG
A newcomer weakly begs for votes and collections.