416: In my hands lies a torrent capable of overturning the world.

The topic seemed to have a magical pull, immediately resonating with everyone present.

Some hailed from fantasy continents of magic and swords, some from peculiar societies where women reigned supreme, and others from purely technological Universes.

In that world, they had already achieved immortality from a different direction.

To their delight, over half of them originated from Blue Star.

That proposal about selling stockings was their brainchild.

"Wasn't I right earlier! Horniness is the primary productive force! Soap and glass can't hold a candle to stockings and high heels!"

A youth from Blue Star sighed with feeling.

"Who can resist black stockings?"

"Actually, I think white stockings are nice too."

"I beg to differ. Piloting a Gundam in another world is the ultimate romance!"

The atmosphere in the hall grew lively with this discussion.

Outwardly, they were ordinary people struggling bitterly in the Xuanhuan world.

Only when gathered together could they let down their guard and indulge in unrestrained discussions about their respective tastes.

It was simply exhilarating!

Listening to these familiar jargon and debates, Qin Wangchuan couldn't help but curl his lips into a faint smile.

Sitting beside him, Du Ruoheng, hearing these men passionately discussing black stockings, white stockings, and high heels, couldn't resist rolling her eyes.

She muttered under her breath, "You men are just vulgar..."

Despite her words, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Qin Wangchuan beside her.

Seeing that he wasn't participating in those lowbrow discussions but merely listening with a smile, his calmness formed a strange contrast with the surrounding clamor.

Her heart inexplicably beat a little faster. Using the pretense of adjusting her skirt, she subtly inched a bit closer to him.

Then, taking a deep breath as if steeling herself, she spoke in a low voice only the two of them could hear:

"Actually... I also have a System."

Qin Wangchuan's gaze shifted slightly, landing on her somewhat tense face.

Du Ruoheng hurriedly explained, her voice even softer, "I didn't mean to hide it on purpose."

"But you understand, right? This thing is the biggest secret, more important than one's lifeblood. You absolutely cannot tell anyone lightly..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

"Alright! Du! Ruo! Heng—!"

A cry full of grief and indignation suddenly rang out.

A short-haired woman, who moments ago had been debating "Which is superior, black stockings or Gundams?", pounced over like an agile leopard.

She pinned Du Ruoheng to the ground.

"I was wondering how your strength skyrocketed like a rocket! A small Breakthrough every three days, a major Realm leap every five! So you were hiding a trump card here!"

The short-haired woman viciously tickled Du Ruoheng.

"Speak! What kind of System is it? Confess everything, quickly!"

"Hahaha... St-stop! Stop messing around! I'll talk! I'll talk, alright!"

Tickled to the point of tears, Du Ruoheng struggled and pleaded, "It's just an ordinary Sign-in System!"

"It only gave a Holy Body on the first day of signing in."

"Holy Body?! Only?!"

The short-haired woman's voice shot up an octave, "Listen to yourself! Is that even human speech?!".

This commotion drew curious glances from more people nearby.

Many began to egg them on: "Fight! Women's fights in this world are so boring. I love watching women pull each other's hair."

"You're something else, Du Ruoheng! Not a true sister!"

"Keeping such a heaven-sent secret just for the handsome guy, huh? Abandoning friends for looks!" Another close female friend joined the fray, laughing as she went to tickle her.

"Ah—! I didn't! Stop messing around, you guys!"

The three women immediately tumbled into a laughing, playful heap on the carpet. Crisp laughter and mock-indignant accusations intertwined, filling the entire hall with a lighthearted, cheerful air.

Sitting to the side, Qin Wangchuan watched this lively, down-to-earth scene, the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifting.

Just as he had thought.

Sure enough, others possessed Systems too.

And it seemed, more than one.

Thinking this,

his thoughts gradually drifted into the distance.

Dao Seeking Palace, Returnees, Heaven-defying Individuals.

Add to that the Half-blood descendants to be gathered in the future.

These forces might seem insignificant now, but in the future, they would absolutely be... Wait!

Qin Wangchuan's train of thought abruptly halted.

He raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the vivid faces before him once more.

Every single person here was an 'anomaly'.

They were splashes in the long rivers of their respective worlds.

They were supposed to be scattered across the myriad corners of the heavens, shining alone or being swallowed by time.

But now—

through his direct or indirect intervention,

these 'accidents' that should have remained forever dispersed, even isolated from each other, had all gathered at the Dao Seeking Palace.

A single splash of water is insignificant.

But when millions of splashes gather in one place, they become a torrent.

If a torrent surges in the same direction, it becomes a tsunami.

Wherever the tsunami passes, it brings destruction to all things.

"All these people combined might just be capable of destroying the world."

Such a thought inexplicably surfaced in Qin Wangchuan's mind.

After chatting for a long while more, the topic gradually shifted from hometown anecdotes to survival and development in this otherworld.

This Young Master Qin's knowledge and bearing won everyone's recognition.

An unspoken understanding spread. His position as leader was thoroughly confirmed during this meeting.

People no longer addressed him with the formal, distant 'Young Master,' but switched to a more intimate title:

"Boss."

As the meeting adjourned, Shen Yian watched Qin Wangchuan's departing figure, let out a long sigh of relief, and revealed a relieved smile:

"It's settled, brothers. This time, it's completely settled!"

"We've managed to latch onto a real, genuine thigh!"

The people around nodded in agreement, deeply convinced.

However, a bespectacled youth who had remained mostly silent earlier suddenly spoke up hesitantly:

"By the way, is Boss actually a Transmigrator or not?"

As soon as the words were out, the lively atmosphere quieted down.

"He must be... Wait, come to think of it, have we ever heard him explicitly say it?" Another person scratched his head.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

Yes, Qin Wangchuan knew about the existence of Transmigrators and understood many common terms and jargon from their worlds.

Thus, they had naturally classified him as one of their own.

But upon careful recollection, he had indeed never explicitly said the words, 'I am also a Transmigrator.'

"Why dwell on that?"

Shen Yian waved his hand, putting an end to the topic. "Whether he is or isn't, it doesn't matter."

"What matters is that he's on our side, giving us a chance to settle down, establish ourselves, and even hope to return home."

"That's enough."

"It's not enough for just Boss to get stronger," someone else worriedly said, looking at Shen Yian.

"Speaking of which, you few with Systems, can't you help each other out, grind tasks together, and level up quickly?"

"Like your Face-slapping System, Old Shen. Find one of our own to cooperate with, wouldn't you max it out in no time?"