Dimension Demon's Chat Group

Chapter 172 is just a school-themed anime?
Based on the information currently available, Lin Yu has confirmed that the distribution of the myriad worlds does indeed follow certain patterns.

Starting from the world of Frilian, the chat group searched through seventeen worlds in succession. Among them, those that Lin Yu had peered into were basically worlds of Japanese manga and light novels.

This can't be just a coincidence.

Therefore, Lin Yu speculated that this prospective group member named Bai Zeming should have also transmigrated into the world of Japanese anime.

As the picture unfolded in his mind, a peaceful and serene high school campus appeared before his eyes.

Outside the school gate, which bears the slight marks of time, high school students in black school uniforms entered the campus in twos and threes, some riding bicycles and others walking in groups.

At the very center of the painting is a tall, black-haired boy.

He was about 1.8 meters tall, with an above-average appearance. He wore the same black school uniform, his hands in his pockets, and walked calmly through the bustling crowd, looking somewhat aloof.

Lin Yu glanced at him with interest, then turned his gaze toward the school gate.

On the stone pillar to the right of the school gate, the words "Shenshan City Higher Education Institution" are clearly written.

"Kamiyama High School?"

Lin Yu's expression was somewhat strange, as if he was thinking of a certain very curious girl.

Could it be that world?
As Lin Yu thought this, he zoomed out to a higher position, his eyes searching among the chatting and laughing male and female students. Soon he spotted a curly-haired boy with a small face.

"Hey, Houtarou!"

A lively voice came from behind.

The boy sighed, stopped, turned around, and looked behind him.

At the same time, Lin Yu recognized the boy's identity from this address.

It's none other than Houtarou Oreki, the male protagonist of the school romance mystery anime "Hyouka"!

"So, this is the world of Hyouka?"

Lin Yu frowned: "That shouldn't be the case!"

The chat group has been upgraded three times, and the new members are mostly from higher-level worlds.

Putting aside the last Marvel universe, even in this same period, it was Ainz Ooal Gown and Shadow. How come it suddenly became a magic-free school anime when it came to this guy?
Lin Yu shook his head, convinced that things couldn't be that simple.

Because the world Bai Zemin is in is the seventeenth world discovered by the chat group.

Although Lin Yu did not enter this world at that time, he did stay on the outside of it for a while.

He was certain that this world was definitely not a world without magic!

Thinking of this, he looked again at the tall young man who resembled Bai Zemin, trying to find clues from his every move.

Unfortunately, from the time he went to school until he came home, his behavior was extremely ordinary, just like that of an ordinary Chinese student studying abroad, with nothing noteworthy about him.

At this point, only ten minutes remained until the second day of the chat group.

Ten minutes later, the new user invitation progress will reach 30/30. Even if Lin Yu does not cast his vote, the chat group will randomly select two of these three people.

After a moment's thought, Lin Yu cast his vote for Bai Zeming.

As for the remaining two, it is indeed a difficult choice.

Judging from his personality and character, he is more inclined towards the shadows, but Suzuki Satoru has already been added to the reserve list, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will eventually join the group.

Rather than waiting for him to become the undead king who disregards humanity, it's better to bring him into the group and train him sooner.

Moreover, the chat group is currently inclined to be lawful and good; the fact that it has included Old Bones in the list of prospective members means there is still a chance to salvage the situation…

Just as Lin Yu was pondering this, the three characters "Suzuki Satoru" on the list suddenly began to flash, twisting into a string of English letters in the dazzling silver light—

Ainz Ooal Gown!
Without a doubt, during this time, Suzuki Satoru, or rather Ainz, had made contact with the other world and officially changed his name to the name of the guild he valued most.

His self-perception also changed; he was no longer Suzuki Satoru, but Ainz.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Yu finally made his decision and cast his second vote for Ainz.

As for Shadow, he's practically invincible in his own world, so let him have his fun for a while!

……

……

The Great Tomb of Nazarick, Throne Room.

This is a quiet and solemn hall, like a temple. The interior space is extremely spacious, and even if hundreds of people were squeezed in at once, it would not feel crowded.

Hanging from the ceiling, which is tens of meters high, are many magnificent and intricate crystal chandeliers. Magic gems of various colors are inlaid on the layers of crystal chandeliers, radiating a dreamlike and dazzling light.

The walls of the hall are predominantly white, adorned with various gold-themed decorations.

Forty-one huge flags with different patterns were stuck on the wall, fluttering slowly on their own without any wind.

At this moment, in the majestic throne room, there were about a dozen figures exuding powerful auras, kneeling on one knee, gazing fervently at the throne at the top of the stone steps.

On the throne was an enormous skeleton.

He was draped in a magnificent black cloak, wielded a golden scepter inlaid with seven gems, and wore rings of various shimmering gems on his ten finger bones. An indescribable aura of oppression emanated from him. Without a doubt, this magnificent skeletal frame belonged to Ainz Ooal Gown, the One Piece!
Just now, he officially announced to the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick that from now on, he would abandon his player name [Momonga] and travel the world under the guild name [Ainz Ooal Gown].

The reason is simple: if he can travel through time, there's no reason why other players can't.

If his guildmates also traveled to this world, they would definitely be able to find him by his name...

Thinking of this, even Ainz couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of anticipation.

"Om-"

A green glow emanated from the stark white skeleton, completely erasing the excitement and anticipation that had just arisen.

[Forced Calm Down]!
This is Ainz's innate passive skill. As long as he has excessive emotional fluctuations, whether positive or negative, this skill will forcibly erase them.

It can be said that a large part of the reason why Ainz will become the Bone King in the future is due to this skill.

But Ainz didn't see anything wrong at the moment. On the contrary, after calming down, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate to have this skill, otherwise he would have lost his composure in front of his subordinates...

Looking down at the NPCs below the stone steps, their eyes filled with fervor and worship, Ainz pondered for a moment before opening his jaws again.

But before he could utter a sound, a strange message suddenly popped up and occupied his mind.

[Congratulations on obtaining the qualification to join the group. Would you like to join the chat group of all heavens and worlds? ]

【whether】

what? !

A red light shone from Ainz's dark eye sockets, and his emotions, which had just calmed down, surged again.

The next second, a green light flashed, and the forced calming effect took effect again, calming him down.

"Chat Group for All Realms..."

Ainz's heart skipped a beat. As a middle-aged man addicted to the internet who had devoted most of his life to the virtual network, he automatically ignored the four high-class prefix words "all realms" and instead focused his attention on the chat group.

After all, it's a chat group, so there are all sorts of names. If you believe even this, then wouldn't a chat group called the Council of God mean that everyone in the group is God?
More than that, Ainz was concerned with the meaning behind the message.

Judging from the form of the pop-up, it differs slightly from the game's chat system.

But he has already traveled through time, so what does a little difference matter?
"So... someone is contacting me?"

Who could it be? Could it be a member of the guild?
Thinking of this, Ainz was extremely tempted and wanted to click "accept" immediately.

But his cautious nature still allowed him to control himself.

After a moment's thought, he flashed to his bedroom using the power of the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, took out various magic scrolls from his inventory, and activated them one by one.

In an instant, magical light of various colors flashed across his body.

Only after receiving dozens of buffs that enhanced his intelligence protection and resistance did he finally stop what he was doing, turn to look at the pop-up window, and cautiously accept the invitation.

New members 'Ainz' and 'Bai Zemin' have joined the group chat. Come and chat with us!

[Lin Yu: Welcome, welcome!]

[Group members: +1]

The message popped up, and the group members kept refreshing the screen, warmly welcoming the two newcomers.

Seeing this, Ainz was somewhat taken aback. After regaining his senses, he quickly shifted his gaze and nervously looked at the group member list.

Unfortunately, the list consisted entirely of Chinese names written in pure Chinese characters, and none of his familiar guildmates were among them.

This left Ainz somewhat disappointed.

However, what followed was a deep sense of doubt—what kind of chat group is this?

Ainz turned his gaze to the group chat interface, where another newcomer had already sent a message:

[Bai Zemin: A Chat Group for All Realms?!]

[Bai Zemin: [Excited.jpg] Is this what I'm thinking?!?!]

The three exclamation marks perfectly express the excitement of the newlyweds.

[Su Haoming: Hehe, looks like you know a lot!]

Bai Zemin: Of course I understand!

[Bai Zemin: Boss, you don't know, you really don't know!]

[Bai Zemin: I've been waiting for this cheat code for a full four years!]

In a world resembling Hyouka, Bai Zemin, a 20-year-old high school student, sat on his large bed in his bedroom, looking at the chat group in his mind, tears streaming down his face, unable to contain his excitement.

The journey took four long years, and involved five deaths...

Lao Tzu's magic touch has finally arrived!

(End of this chapter)