In Han Li's imagination, the Chat Group was mysterious, formidable, and far beyond his reach—a gathering of powerful figures. Now it had become a wailing Hell.
[Group Member] Bibi Dong lv45: Aaaaah! Why am I a Great Spider?!
Bibi Dong had been eating with Hei Fu and Yue Mingshang while chatting in the group to welcome the newcomer. Then she learned from Meng Chuan what made Han Li, this prospective member, different. Hearing about the symbols representing everyone, she excitedly asked what hers was, only to receive news that struck like a Thunderbolt on a clear day.
[Group Member] Bibi Dong lv45: I don't want to be a spider! My martial soul is a spider, but I don't rely on it anymore! The Chat Group made a mistake! I want to appeal!
Bibi Dong's appeal, of course, went nowhere. The Chat Group ignored such a harmless little matter. Thoroughly dejected, she spent ages wailing in the group before logging off in a foul mood.
Then, in her grief and indignation, Bibi Dong furiously polished off three enormous bowls of rice, leaving Hei Fu and Yue Mingshang dumbstruck.
[Group Member] Yao Chen lv62: I think the Chat Group heard my innermost wish before bringing Han Li in! I was worrying about Medicinal Herbs, and it delivered Han Li to me!
Yao Chen was thrilled. Ever since he learned what Han Li's Golden Finger could do, his excitement had been building.
[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv149: Elder Yao, if you bring that up directly, you'll scare Han Li away!
And wouldn't he? Given how cautious Han Li was, he would surely wonder whether these people were after his little bottle.
If Han Li had a panel like Meng Chuan and the others, things would be fine. With guidance from his new family in