The Tongue of God said, This is…my future?”
Sword God Soldros: " So the realm after Sword God is called Extreme? It's really fascinating."”
The information uploaded in the chat group was completely integrated into his mind in just a breath's time.
After digesting this information, the two of them could not help but feel shocked.
Eight Clouds Purple felt that it was very interesting.
As the earliest member of the chat group, she naturally had a similar experience. However, what she saw now was a different scenery from the other worlds in Fantasy Village.
A different perspective.
Different styles of stories.
For a demon sage who had existed for thousands of years, this kind of opportunity to expand their horizons was rare.
Tongue of God: " But why does the group leader know about us?”
Sword God Soldros: " Indeed…It's not surprising if it's the past that has already happened, but it's a little shocking if you can even know the future.”
They did not doubt the authenticity of the information. After all, it could not be fake.
Fang Mingjing did not hide anything from him.
"It's a manga."
Stinky Beansprout said," The Spirit of the Halberd is a manga I've read before, while Dungeon Fighter Online is a game.”
Tongue of God: " Comic!?"
Tongue of God: " Do you mean that we are fictional characters?？This-!"
Even through the chat group, everyone could feel that Rina was very shaken.
However, this was understandable. Anyone would find it absurd and unbelievable to be told that they were created by a certain work.
Seventeen-year-old girl: ”
The Tongue of God: "…What do you mean by going into a dead end? How do you want me to admit to this?!”
The seventeen-year-old girl said, I don't think there's a need to consider this at all.”
A seventeen-year-old girl: Then, try to think about it. All the elements that made up your existence in the past, your thoughts and actions at this moment, are they from your own heart or given by others?”
Seventeen-year-old girl: " The essence of life is nothing more than flesh and blood, breathing, and pulse. Would ink splash out after you cut open a blood vessel? Would he hit the frame if he ran in the same direction? Since everything in front of you is so real and vivid, do you still have to doubt that everything is fabricated?”
The Tongue of God was speechless.
The young girl who had been questioned seemed to have calmed down a little.
Stinky Beansprout said,"Aunt Purple is very powerful."”
Seventeen-year-old girl: " Uh-huh, little group leader, you can praise me more, right?”
Sword God Soldros,"Whether the world is fake or not is another matter." What I'm more curious about is, what kind of existence is the group leader? After all, the ability to create this chat group is far beyond my understanding.”
Stinky Beansprout replied,"I'm a macho man."”
Sword God Soldros: "?"
The seventeen-year-old girl: " Hehe, the group leader is a very cute child. I'll share the photos I saved last time with you."”
Seventeen-year-old girl:
Eight Clouds Purple shared the photos that Fang Mingjing had given her before.
In the photo, Fang Mingjing was sitting on the grass, looking up at the evening sky. In his hand was a stick of candied haws that he hadn't eaten much.
He was very cute.
Just looking at it gave people a sense of luxury.
In other words, his existence itself could make people realize 'beauty'…an overwhelming beauty.
Stinky Beansprout replied,[I'm a macho man.]
He emphasized again.
Unfortunately, no one agreed.
Purple Eight Clouds just secretly laughed, while Rina stared at it for a while. She hesitated, but quickly saved the photo.
Sodros didn't know what to say.
In the beginning, he had high expectations for Fang Mingjing, the group leader, but the result was…
Stinky Bean Sprout: I'm not that great now. The reason why I'm the leader of this chat group is just a coincidence.”
Fang Mingjing had never thought of acting mysterious in the group and pretending to be a big shot.
That would be troublesome and unnecessary.
After all, everyone who entered the chat group was not stupid. After realizing how powerful the existence of this chat group was, no one would be unwilling to befriend him, the group leader.
Sword God Soldros sent a designated red packet.
Sword God Sodros,[I saw this function in the chat group just now, so I wanted to try it.] Group Leader, please accept it as a thank you gift for letting me see a wider world.”
His actions were exactly the same as Eight Clouds Purple.
After all, to them, who were already experts, the so-called world might seem infinitely vast, but it was also extremely small.
A chat group that could cross the myriad worlds was a platform for them to enter a higher level.
This opportunity could even be considered a gift.
Fang Mingjing accepted the red packet without hesitation.
Stinky Beansprout received the red packet.
[You have received [Sword Comprehension].]
What he got made his eyes light up. He knew that Sodros was very strong.
In the stories of Arad, he was a living legend. He had a special understanding of swordsmanship. His attainments in giant swords, short swords, tachi, light swords, and blunt weapons were all unparalleled.
For the sake of a single goal, he had even cultivated alone in the hellish Tower of Death for as long as 2000 years.
The insights accumulated by such a person could not be considered as a gift.
The Tongue of God was speechless.
Should she give him something as well?
Although the eldest daughter of Togetsu was not familiar with the ways of the world, she was not a fool.
Looking at the dishes that she had just finished on the table in front of her, Rina hesitated for a while and then sent it out as a red envelope.
Fang Mingjing, the seventeen-year-old girl, and the Sword God Sodros snatched the Red Envelope.
The seventeen-year-old girl: " Cooking? I'm looking forward to it after reading the information just now.”
"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten any decent food in the past thousand years in the Tower of Death.”
Stinky Bean Sprout,"Delicious!"
……
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