375: Host chat group

Group Owner: Ye Tian, Administrator: Li Quan, Group Member: Lin Feng, Group Member: Jiang Ye (Offline) ... ... ... ...

After entering the group chat, Li Quan discovered that besides himself, there were eight other group members.

As for the Group Owner, it was undoubtedly the System!

"Are you all Hosts bound by it?" A message popped up, and a female avatar named Gu Bing jumped out: "I was wondering why this System ran off without a word after I successfully got my revenge. Turns out it went to find other Hosts!"

Sheng Changge: "I thought I would never have the chance to meet the System again in this life, but I didn't expect you to still remember. Hahaha! On such an auspicious day, I shall celebrate with the entire nation!"

Gu Yan: "System... I missed you so much! [Crying profusely emoji], I thought you didn't want the 100 points I owed you anymore!"

Ye Tian: "Hosts who owe debts must repay them."

When Ye Tian's message was sent out, the group chat of barely ten people seemed to instantly transform into a group chat of a thousand.

Messages flooded the screen.

One by one, these individuals who held high positions of power in their Worlds now acted like internet-addicted teenagers.

Of course, there was one who couldn't send messages.

Glancing at Jiang Ye's gray avatar, Ye Tian let out a breath of stale air and exited the group chat.

Host Chat Group.

Currently, it was just a framework for chatting.

There was still a gap before it could be used to exchange items like some other chat groups.

Limited by the worlds will of each World, physical item exchanges would be met with repulsion.

To prevent this.

There were only two ways.

One was to consume points, using them as a toll fee.

The second was to become stronger; when he, the Group Owner, became so strong that those worlds will didn't dare to act rashly, there would be no such thing as a toll fee.

The first method could be used immediately, but if they wanted to trade between these Worlds, the toll fee would likely be more expensive than the items themselves!

As for the second method, there was still a long way to go.

Thinking this way, it seemed that creating this chat group served no purpose other than exchanging feelings.

In reality, that was not the case.

While physical items couldn't be exchanged, things like Cultivation Techniques, Martial Arts, pill recipes, Array Formations, and methods for manufacturing nuclear weapons could be transmitted through the chat group without any issues.

Ye Tian could roughly sense that the path he was walking was the Heavenly Dao!

If he achieved the Heavenly Dao alone, his foundation would be a bit too shallow.

Below the Heavenly Dao, positions like Saints and Great Emperors were something these Hosts could completely strive towards!

In the future, with a hundred or eighty Saints and Great Emperors following him, which World wouldn't be impressive to visit?

But to cultivate these eager Hosts into Saints and Great Emperors who could make three thousand worlds bloom with a single thought and destroy ten thousand nations with a flip of their hand, more effort was needed.

While sighing with emotion, Ye Tian threw the prophecy diary he had on hand into the group chat.

This diary, at least, was piled up with one hundred million points.

It couldn't just be left at the bottom of a box.

Taking it out to predict the situation in their respective Worlds for tomorrow could also help them avoid many detours.

At worst, it could serve as a weather forecast prediction book.

He closed the group chat.

Ye Tian slightly raised his hand, and the world coin from the Burial Streamer World appeared in his hand.

This Urban World was still just a small World, providing ten million points, a world coin, and a rather useless Burial System.

He skillfully crushed the world coin.

Watching the scattered points of light, Ye Tian then felt his entire body undergo another cleansing.

The power coiled around him slowly quieted down after a brief surge.

Although there seemed to be no change, the power contained within was like an immeasurable abyss!

It was 9%.

Based on an intuition, Ye Tian felt that 10% was the watershed for everything!

This was also the moment he needed to lay a solid foundation before heading to higher places.

In many novels, protagonists challenging opponents above their level, aside from protagonist's Luck, relied on a good foundation.

Now it was time to build his own foundation...

He would definitely have to choose a Great Thousand World with abundant resources.

However, that kind of World meant that a Heavenly Dao existed within it, rather than a worlds will.

He had to stay hidden completely and couldn't show himself or move around casually.

... ...

After resting in the Original World for half a month.

After finishing the book about the World he was going to, a comment in the book's comment section piqued Ye Tian's interest.

"What kind of character and virtue does this protagonist have? He charges recklessly when he sees a villain, and still charges recklessly even if he can't beat them. It's really like the protagonist doesn't follow logic; no matter the situation, the villain must be killed by the protagonist? This is the worldview of a Great Thousand World, where there are countless strong individuals! You should at least lie low for a bit, then I wouldn't say anything!"

"And he can still become a Saint and have a harem, truly the author's favorite son."

The comment was left four years ago.

The replies below held differing opinions.

And below this, there was a recent message from the Landlady.

"I have advanced lung cancer. The Doctor said I only have a few months to live. Alas, I told the protagonist in the book to lie low, but I took risks working for a bit of money and ended up like this."

"It's a pity I'm not the protagonist; I should have lived my life safely and steadily."

"Next life, I hope to be born in the World of a book."

... ...

"Su Yongchun, it's time for your medicine."

Hospital.

In the clean white bedding, the young man looked at the large handful of pills and a glass of clear water brought by the Nurse, squeezing out a smile on his pale face: "Thank you."

Enduring the discomfort and rejection from his body, Su Yongchun swallowed the handful of medicine with difficulty.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the young man leaned back on the pillow and started rereading a novel he had read a long time ago.

No matter how many times he read it, he felt that the protagonist inside was too reckless and missed out on too much.

He shook his head with a bitter smile.

He didn't care anymore.

No matter how much he thought about it, could he still transmigrate into the World of the book?

After taking the medicine, a familiar drowsiness surged into his mind.

Yawning, Su Yongchun slowly closed his eyes.

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