Yunyan found a random place to sit down and began studying the chat group.
Messages kept popping up inside.
Everyone seemed to be chatting enthusiastically.
Spirit of the Spring: Humans, you must offer today’s tribute to the great Queen!
Casual Temple’s Great Swindler: Actually, today’s tribute has already been offered, Your Majesty.
Did you not notice?
Fufu: Here we go again, the daily reserved program.
But has life really gotten that hard for a washed-up idol?
You actually need to ask us for tribute every day?
Bomb Royal Court Princess: If you have tribute, you might as well give it to me.
Quantum Flying Headman: No supplies.
I’ve got enough trouble feeding myself.
Don’t even think about asking me!
These people looked a little familiar.
Some unknown timeline’s Spirit of the Spring.
The master of Random Play Temple from Zenless Zone Zero, Yixuan, a Void Hunter-class powerhouse.
Fontaine’s Hydro Archon, Furina.
Possibly W from his own side, or perhaps Lady Wiš’adel.
And Seele from Belobog’s Underworld, whose special effect was launching her own head.
Spirit of the Spring: I haven’t seen your tribute.
Also, I am not a washed-up idol.
My part in the plot is merely over.
I am Schicksal’s officially appointed advertising star!
Fufu: But when I visited your place before, I didn’t see your advertisements.
Also, Master Yixuan checked your ranking.
You couldn’t even squeeze into the top five among Schicksal’s advertising stars.
Spirit of the Spring: That’s because I disdain competing for rankings.
Why isn’t Himeko back yet?
She didn’t get drunk again, did she?
I’m starving.
She sounded even more miserable now.
How had A’Quan ended up like this?
Unable to bear it, Yunyan bought some snacks from a roadside shop and sent them over.
I Hate Dump Trucks sent Spirit of the Spring an exclusive red packet.
Fufu: We were chatting too hard.
I didn’t even notice a newcomer joined.
Spirit of the Spring: A newcomer?
I permit you to become my most loyal follower.
Quantum Flying Headman: Newcomer, don’t mind A’Quan.
She’s just a little… How did Master Yixuan put it again?
Right, a tsundere with chuunibyou.
Introduce yourself.
With a thought, Yunyan sent a line of text.
I Hate Dump Trucks: My name is Yunyan.
Nineteen years old.
I live in Lower Lungmen, Yan.
Bomb Royal Court Princess: Yan?
Isn’t that east of Kazdel?
Quantum Flying Headman: W, you and Mr.
Yunyan are from the same world.
I Hate Dump Trucks: Kazdel is still in civil war.
I don’t know much about the specifics.
Bomb Royal Court Princess: The Demon King siblings are fighting.
They’ve been fighting for years.
Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.
As long as I can make money and survive, that’s enough.
Fufu: Miss W, haven’t you thought about earning enough money and leaving?
Casual Temple’s Great Swindler: A battlefield is ultimately no good place.
Sinking into it, spending every day with slaughter, wounds the mind and spirit.
Bomb Royal Court Princess: Yes, yes, but where can a Sarkaz go?
We’re hated wherever we go.
You can ask the newcomer.
What kind of attitude does everyone have toward Sarkaz?
I Hate Dump Trucks: I wouldn’t say everyone shouts to beat them on sight, but you could say they’re detested by people and dogs alike.
Most people would call them demon-folk.
For Sarkaz born in Kazdel, three things are unavoidable in life: war, Oripathy, and death.
Spirit of the Spring: These snacks taste pretty good.
Fufu: Isn’t that basically how monsters are treated?
How did things end up like that?
But Yunyan, do you hate W’s race?
Bomb Royal Court Princess: Of course he does.
I’m Sarkaz, after all.
I Hate Dump Trucks: I don’t.
I don’t care about race.
What I care about is power level.
Hate her?
How could that be possible?
This was the future noble Lady Wiš’adel, whose power level made people stare blankly.
Yunyan’s Doctor-brain would only become excited to the extreme.
Ever since he started using Wiš’adel, he had stopped using any other team.
I must wait until I have enough DP, then deploy my invincible Wiš’adel.jpg.
Bomb Royal Court Princess: All big talk.
On this land, how many people don’t hate Sarkaz?
Power level?
What a ridiculous excuse.
Nothing matters more than the mission.
Ines is calling me like a damned ghost collecting my soul.
W snorted.
Her two red ahoge bounced like cockroach antennae with the motion.
Her golden eyes carried both cold beauty and agility, as if hiding many untold stories.
A cynical smile hung at the corner of her mouth.
Looking at the chat group’s messages, she felt irritated.
She did not believe Yunyan’s words.
The newcomer was another one full of lies.
She was Sarkaz, and she had Oripathy.
How could people possibly not hate her?
“W, the target for this assassination is a very troublesome guy.
Don’t mess around.
Also, stay with the team.”
Her teammate Ines’s urging voice came from afar.
W walked over slowly.
“Yeah, yeah, why are you nagging?
It’s not like I’m not coming.
If you’ve got the ability, don’t eat my rations.
Go eat roasted potatoes.”
“Hmph.”
Ines turned her head away and quickened her pace, heading into the distance.
Their mission this time was to eliminate a Sarkaz mercenary group.
A rather difficult one, at that.
Hopefully W, who had only recently joined the team, would not act recklessly.
Quantum Flying Headman: W doesn’t have an easy life in Kazdel.
What about you, Yunyan?
I Hate Dump Trucks: Me?
I’m doing all right, I guess.
I’m in a gang.
Recently, I just sent my third boss to prison.
Fufu: Yunyan, you’re part of the underworld?
Wait, what do you mean you just sent your third boss to prison?
Are you an undercover agent?
Spirit of the Spring: Boss killer?
Casual Temple’s Great Swindler: So you are an undercover agent.
That is work done on the edge of a blade.
If you run into trouble, feel free to call me for help.
Fufu: Undercover work really is hard.
Some cases in Fontaine do require undercover agents.
That kind of work is extremely exhausting.
You don’t have it easy either.
I happen to be free right now, so I’ll introduce the chat group’s functions to you.
I Hate Dump Trucks: Sure.
Yunyan walked down the street while turning text into voice, listening to the introduction as he moved through the slums.
According to Furina’s explanation, chat group members could travel to each other’s worlds, provided the other party agreed.
If someone wanted to bring other people along, then it required spending points.
Points could be obtained through daily check-ins and missions.
The daily check-in awarded anywhere from 1 to 100 points.
Missions were issued by the chat group.
According to Furina, the previous mission had involved helping her fight some local legends in Fontaine.
At the time, W and Yixuan had participated.
Apart from transporting people, points could be used to buy things in the shop.
The shop refreshed every day.
It sold each world’s currency, food, and some strange things, such as a small sickle, Imperial Jade Tiles, a Kiku-ichimonji, Tin Master coffee…
In short, mostly useless things.
Aside from that, there was also an arena function.
If group members had conflicts, they could enter the arena to resolve them.
In reality, attacks from group members could not harm other group members.
But once conflict appeared, the arena’s purpose became clear.
They could spar, settle private disputes through combat, and any injuries suffered inside would be healed after leaving.
Even if someone died, it didn’t matter.
They would revive on the spot.
Yunyan tapped check-in.
100 points.
No suspense whatsoever.
Kazuma’s luck was simply invincible.
Unfortunately, lottery tickets could only win him a maximum of 1,000 Lungmen dollars.
Thinking this, Yunyan bought dinner and returned to his rented room.
He chatted in the group until midnight and learned more about everyone’s situation.
Time slowly passed.
A new month quietly arrived, and a ding sounded beside his ear.
Ding!
Character template refreshed.
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