How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

Sorrowful Passing: I don't need that, I have my own cultivation system.

Newbie just there to fill a spot: ...

Newbie here to fill the numbers: *hesitant*, let me think of a way to improve my Qi Induction technique with that blue seaweed-headed guy.

Paid newbie: You must be obsessed with rounded corners!

Newbie just there to make up the numbers: !

Newbie who was just there to make up the numbers: How could you slander someone's innocence like this!

Paid newbie: Pah! What innocence! Look at how you treat the older man in the group!

Grocery store owner: ?

Paid newbie: Call me dad when you need help, call me uncle when you don't!

Paid newbie: If it weren't for the fact that you can't freely switch between groups, who knows how many times you've already slept with that old man!

Newbie (just there to fill a spot): Bah! You shameless bastard, how dare you slander me!?

Aizen silently closed the chat group; he no longer wanted to see how many more experiences he would have as a casualty of the situation.

Maybe it will even evolve into a seasoned player who knows all sorts of tricks...

Chapter 79 Oh dear, we're lost.

A morning when living in the wild.

In the hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, I could already feel a strange smell of fresh soil mixed with wild grass wafting towards me, accompanied by unobstructed rays of dazzling golden light shining on my face, which felt quite unpleasant.

Not to mention that she would be covered in fog and very damp when she woke up. If it weren't for the perk of being a transmigrator and her clothes having a self-cleaning function, Miss Fox would definitely be sticky when she woke up in the morning!

"Ah, wait a minute, why do I feel sticky all over..." My dry throat is very uncomfortable.

She crawled halfway out of the sleeping bag, suddenly feeling a chill in front of her. Looking down, she realized her body was covered in sweat. The instant she emerged, she could feel a surge of heat rising from the sleeping bag, assaulting her senses and causing her face to change color. She wiped her body with her hands, which were immediately soaked with sweat.

Oh, I see. You took off your clothes when you went to sleep. Then it's fine.

"But there's still one problem." Miss Fox put her hand to her nose and sniffed. Hmm, there wasn't much of a smell, except for a strong odor of sweat from the sleeping bag.

"Where's the promised body odor?" This sleeping bag is useless; let's just throw it away.

After thinking for a moment, Miss Fox gave up on agonizing over the problem. She cautiously peeked out from the grass and looked around. The big hamster and Brian were piled on top of each other not far away, covered in various mosquitoes, and hadn't gotten up yet.

Seeing this, Miss Fox became bolder and emerged naked from her sleeping bag. —She couldn't bring herself to put on clothes while drenched in sweat!

Snapped!

So as soon as she came out, Miss Fox snapped her fingers like a celestial being, and a spray of pure water fell from the sky, washing over Miss Fox's entire body! So refreshing! So cool!

All the heat that had accumulated inside the sleeping bag was instantly washed away!

However, since this was the wild, not her own home, and there was a male creature sleeping not far away, Miss Fox didn't dare to wander around like that. She quickly dried herself off, put on her clothes, and then fell into deep thought.

He gazed at the extinguished campfire and the two sleeping creatures, lost in thought.

"What happened last night?" My lower body doesn't hurt, so it's okay.

Oh wait, this is another world, we can cultivate now. What if it doesn't hurt after we cultivate?

No, that doesn't make sense. Nothing happened last night, so why is this the first thought that pops into my head? It seems my brain and she are two different species.

When I'm not busy on weekdays and want to sleep, all sorts of random thoughts pop into my head. Or when I'm writing, typing, or thinking about plots, I just can't seem to get any inspiration. But as soon as I'm out strolling around or about to close my eyes and go to sleep, all sorts of inspirations come rushing in, but when I'm excited to write them down, I suddenly can't remember them anymore.

This brain is clearly trying to rebel.

"Then let's calm down!" Miss Fox raised her hand.

[Group Announcement: The newbie who was just there to make up the numbers has died.]

"!"

Brian, who was dozing off, shivered and suddenly woke up!

Perhaps it's the result of his previous hard work practicing "domain" martial arts, or perhaps it's the result of the Qi-inducing experiment he did with Miss Fox last night. Now his perception of the outside world is extremely strong!

In his daze, he sensed that his companion, Miss Fox, who had been with him since yesterday on his journey to the capital, had just died!

It's a death method where something pierces the brain, and then a hand sticks in and squeezes the brain until death! It's extremely terrifying!

"What? It was just my imagination." Startled awake, Brian quickly spotted Miss Fox.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, her hands on the ground. She was perfectly intact, though a faint smell of blood lingered in the air. There was also a blurry, white mass of something not far from Miss Fox, but Miss Fox's death was definitely an illusion. "But when did we get a horse with a single horn in our group?" Right next to Miss Fox, it was quite a handsome horse.

That's not right either, "Why isn't Miss Elf in stealth mode?"

But then I thought about it again, and Miss Fox looked drowsy. It was obvious that she had just woken up and hadn't had enough sleep, so it was quite reasonable that she wasn't in stealth mode.

After all, no matter how powerful a stealth stalker is, they can't stay in stealth mode indefinitely while sleeping.

"Sir Brian, what's wrong?" Brian was making too much noise, and even the big hamster was awakened by him.

With its chubby paws rubbing its face, the big hamster got up from the ground, shook the dew off its fur, and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

The next moment, the hamster smelled a faint scent of blood in the air!

I was instantly jolted awake, my hair stood on end, and I became immediately alert!

"What's wrong?! Where's the enemy?! Where's the fox?! Is the fox alright?!"

"What's wrong, Ah Cang? It's a bit noisy." Miss Fox yawned. The Knight Guardian didn't revive with full health and mana. Suddenly going from full health to less than half health and mana made her a little uncomfortable. The change was so big that she felt dizzy and almost fell asleep again.

Even now, she needs Pegasus, who ran over to revive her, to help her stand up. Hmm, her legs are a little weak, as if she's just finished a vigorous power-generating exercise that lasted over an hour.

However, after drinking a few HP and MP potions, the embarrassing golden sprite recovered.

"You two look like you're about to fight, what's wrong?" Miss Fox asked, puzzled.

Brian glanced at the mosaic object not far away, then at Pegasus over where Miss Fox was...

Hmm? Where's the horse?

Brian's eyes widened!

Where's the horse?! It was just here a moment ago, the one-horned horse that Miss Fox was helping up! Where did it go?!

"...Could it be that you were just taught stealth techniques, Miss Elf?"

"Old what?" Miss Fox squinted, somewhat confused.

"Lord Brian, are you referring to that unicorn from earlier?" The giant hamster stood up, looked around, and then withdrew its large head after finding no enemies. "The fox said it was Pegasus."

“…” Brian looked around blankly, then realized that Miss Fox was gone too.

He firmly believed that the horse with the single horn he had just seen was Miss Fox's teacher.

"Alright, now that you're awake, let's have some breakfast and get going." Miss Fox scratched her head, took some dry food from her inventory, and tossed it to Brian and the big hamster.

"Now... um."

"Which direction is the capital again?" The weeds were taller than a person; one had to stand up straight and stand on tiptoe to see what was above them, and occasionally a few trees could be seen. But this did not help Miss Fox determine her direction.

So how did those three end up here last night?

"Speaking of which, Miss Elf, where is this?" Brian was equally confused. Yesterday, he had been mostly on the back of the giant hamster conducting experiments on absorbing qi with Miss Fox, and hadn't really paid attention to the route they were taking.

"Let me take a look at the map." Fortunately, there was still someone reliable in this team.

The big hamster took out a map from its backpack, spread it out, looked at it, and then looked up and around.

Silence fell.

"..." Everyone had a bad feeling.

Chapter 80 I found you! My little cutie~

Where exactly is this place?

Holding her small umbrella, Shalltear Bradford was quite tired of the weeds that grew several heads taller than her around her.

Her reason for being here is her mission: to find as many humans as possible who know martial arts, test them, and then try to capture them alive and bring them back to Nazarick. Therefore, she wanders between towns, searching for humans who can use martial arts.

However, compared to the smooth progress of the other Guardians' missions, Shalltear's mission was not progressing as well. She traveled back and forth between the wilderness and towns but found very few humans who could use martial arts. Even when she finally found a few, she accidentally killed them during the process of probing them, which greatly troubled her.

Do such weak humans really know how to use martial arts?

I often think like this.

Furthermore, because she is frequently called back to Nazarick, Shalltear's range of activities is not very wide, which further reduces the possibility of her finding a suitable target.

Now I'm completely lost.

"Ugh, if this keeps up, Ainz-sama is going to scold us, and that bitch Albedo too!"

The thought of wasting time and achieving nothing and being scolded by Ainz-sama when she returned didn't make Shalltear feel frustrated; she might even be a little excited. However, the thought of being mocked by Albedo for her incompetence was absolutely unacceptable.

As rivals for the title of the only remaining Supreme Being, Ainz-sama, no matter who mocks, lectures, or even reprimands Ainz-sama, nothing compares to being mocked by Albedo! To them, the mission assigned by Ainz-sama is not just a simple mission, but a war!

A battle between rivals for the position of the main wife!

But now, let alone achieving any impressive results in the tasks assigned to her, if she continues to get lost, achieving nothing will be the least of her worries. The biggest problem would be missing other orders from Ainz-sama because of getting lost!

Unfortunately, the sun is already up, and the vampire brides can only tremble in the shadows. Weak, low-ranking vampires simply cannot live in the sunlight, let alone venture out to find their way.

She is different from a True Ancestor as powerful as her.

Shalltear proudly puffed out her chest!

Even when walking in an environment where every blade of grass was taller than her, Shalltear remained elegant and composed, and even took out a cup of black tea with a strange, fishy smell, and slowly sipped it as she walked.

This is what Shalltear is proud of as a lady!

"Hmm?" Sniff.

Shalltear suddenly caught a faint scent, though it was very faint, her nose was still sharp enough to detect the slight fishy smell lingering in the air. The smell of rust.

In this wild area where the weeds are almost two meters tall, not only are human footprints extremely rare, but there are also very few animals.

The presence of a rusty smell in the air is strange. It indicates that something is definitely not simple.

Shalltear changed her direction, raised her hand and waved it at the annoying weeds, and a path leading directly to the source of the scent appeared in front of her.

She moved with the same unhurried, graceful gait, as if each step was calculated with deliberate precision. Yet, her speed was remarkable, faster than a startled hare. Before long, Shalltear had reached the source of the scent.

It was a man-made open space.

The wild grass had been cut, forming a circle two meters in radius, with traces of an extinguished campfire in the center. The group that left hadn't even bothered to cover it up—clearly novices at wilderness survival. Nearby, a sleeping bag filled with a sweet, flower-like scent could even be found, whetting Shalltear's appetite. The scent of virginity.