How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

"here it is?"

In a pure white room, Huanmeng, sitting on a chair, opened her eyes.

In the room, there was a small desk and chair opposite him, and nothing else. There wasn't even a door or a window to let in light and ventilation.

If it weren't for the room's pure white brightness and the absence of anyone immersed in the strange liquid, Huanmeng would have doubted whether she had traveled through time.

But whose prank is this now?

Huanmeng frowned in thought.

He was wearing very ordinary clothes; they hadn't been replaced with any strange attire.

His family wasn't particularly wealthy, and he was just a naive young man fresh out of school; he couldn't possibly have any value that would make him a target for kidnapping or abduction.

So, "What kind of variety show is this, messing with random people? Shouldn't they have notified me first...?"

"No, no, no, this isn't a variety show set, Mr. Dream!"

Just as Huanmeng was about to get up, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

Click. Turning around, Huanmeng saw a door appear out of thin air in the pure white room, and the girl who had been talking to her suddenly stepped out from behind it.

The girl swayed with each step, the semi-transparent cloth strips wrapped around her hands and tucked under her armpits resembling those of a fairy from mythology. Part of the strips floated in mid-air behind her, bobbing up and down with her movements, firmly attracting Huanmeng's gaze.

They were trying to find the steel wire that could support the fabric strip, or rather, the thread that could be pulled up.

Unfortunately, none of these are available.

"Is Mr. Huanmeng very interested in this?" the girl asked, sitting down in the chair opposite Huanmeng and pulling on the cloth strap.

"Do not..."

"This is a pibo, which originated from the attire of your Tang Dynasty in China. In your mythology, fairies are often depicted wearing this, aren't they?" the girl said earnestly.

"..." Huanmeng nodded, adding another strange piece of trivia to her knowledge.

"So, putting aside the cloak for now, who are you? And why am I here?"

"Hmm!" The girl's expression immediately changed. She abandoned her slightly lazy demeanor and adopted a businesslike attitude, explaining to Huanmeng very seriously:

"Mr. Dream, before answering your question, please allow me to say: Welcome to the afterlife. Not long ago, you unfortunately passed away. Although it was a short time, your life has come to an end."

He spoke in a nonchalant tone, yet uttered incredibly terrifying words.

"...Me? My life is over?" Huanmeng was shocked. Her hands, which had been resting comfortably on her lap, suddenly felt awkward. She asked incredulously, "Um, Miss, we don't think we've misunderstood, do we?"

Huanmeng pinched her leg, and the burning pain unsurprisingly stimulated her brain: "See, I can still feel pain, can't I?"

"The fact that ghosts don't feel pain is just a human construct. Please don't apply it to reality, Mr. Dream."

Indeed, demons and monsters are all figments of human imagination. Whether they actually exist or not, or whether they are the same as people's imaginations, is still up for debate.

But Huanmeng still refused to believe that he was dead.

"I have no memory of being dead." One moment he was sleeping on a long-distance bus, the next he woke up to find himself suspected of being kidnapped, and someone came to tell him he was dead. Who could stand that?

Even if the blue-haired cosplayer on the other side is very cute, it won't work.

"The memories of death are too heavy, it's normal not to remember them when you first wake up!" The girl didn't seem to care at all, instead explaining in a casual tone:

"You were taking a bus to meet the author of your favorite book, but you kept postponing it and missed two days. When you finally got there today, you were killed by someone using a black man's cosplay prop dagger."

"Hey, hey, hey, this is impossible!" Huanmeng was now convinced this person was just playing him. In the vast land of China, to commit such a heinous act in broad daylight—is there no law against it?

"It's true. That author said 'I'm going to kill you' while simultaneously killing you." The girl pulled out a photo that looked incredibly realistic.

"...Let's not even mention that I had something to do and I explained it in the group chat beforehand." Huanmeng was already getting impatient. "If you don't let me out of here soon, I'm really going to stand them up, okay? Besides, whether you're playing pranks or recording a show, this level of behavior already constitutes a crime!"

"Then, Mr. Dream, would you like to take a look at this?" The girl snapped her fingers, making the pure white room even brighter.

Beside the girl, a magic door effect suddenly appeared on the pure white wall, and a blonde girl with wings and a halo, perfectly matching the world's most basic impression of an angel, walked out from it.

Huanmeng was dumbfounded.

The blonde girl glanced at Huanmeng first, then bowed to the girl and said, "May I ask what brings you here, Goddess?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the new dead man doesn't want to believe he's dead!"

"Goddess, this is really bothering me. In the future, please use your divine power to convince the dead!"

"Hahaha...please don't mind these details!" The girl suddenly clapped her hands awkwardly, and the angelic girl, who had maintained a cold expression throughout, simply walked through the wall and left.

That angel must have had a very hard time.

For no apparent reason, this thought arose in Huanmeng's mind.

"Alright, alright, let's leave the confirmation of the death at that for now. Nice to meet you, Mr. Huanmeng. I am the goddess who guides the young dead in Japan..."

"Stop!" Huanmeng interrupted the girl's speech with her arms crossed, having discovered the key point!

"I'm a citizen of the Celestial Empire, and I've never left the country! It's very strange that a goddess who governs Japan is guiding me, okay? Shouldn't the Celestial Empire be governed by the Ten Kings of Hell?!"

"Huh!?" The girl was unexpectedly flustered.

He frantically flipped through the documents on his desk, his careless manner making him seem unreliable.

"...I mean, could it be that my death was also accidentally attributed to someone with the same name?" Huanmeng complained, as such examples are common in various novels and anime.

They'll use the excuse that the body is already in the incinerator to refuse to revive him directly.

This tactic is all too familiar.

"Let's get straight to the point, Mr. Dream." Unexpectedly, the girl quickly regained her composure and became businesslike and efficient.

"First of all, it can be confirmed that you are indeed dead, Mr. Huanmeng. There is no one in the world with the same name as you."

"So, Mr. Dream, you have two choices now."

"One option is to be reborn as a human. Of course, this will erase all of your memories, Mr. Huanmeng. Except for the same soul, you will disappear forever."

"Then I'll choose one," Huanmeng answered quickly.

"Another option is to travel to another world... Huh!???"

The girl was shocked!

She leaped onto Huanmeng, grabbed her collar and shook her violently, wailing and crying, "I've never heard of this! Why! Why! Why?!"

"Is that so strange?" Huanmeng grabbed the girl to stop her from shaking her and said with a disdainful look, "I'm just an ordinary person. Do you think I would believe that transmigrating can defy fate? Besides, what's wrong with reincarnation? It eliminates the need to think, isn't it easier? Don't look down on reincarnation, you bastard!"

"But this is strange, okay! You're not some normal dead person, you're a transmigrator we bought from that shady little planet's merchant at a high price to save the world... Ah!"

"...What did you just say?"

"No, I didn't say anything~ I didn't say anything~" The girl covered her mouth and backed away.

Chapter 140 Foolish Newcomer

"You just... mentioned 'Little Broken Ball,' right?"

Huanmeng stood up with a dark expression and slowly approached the blue-haired girl who was already pressed against the wall. "You just said that I'm a transmigrator I bought from a shady merchant in this broken world, right!"

"No, no, no, you must have misheard! Mr. Dream! You must have misheard!" The blue-haired girl shook her head frantically.

"I am the goddess who guides the dead. Our divine realm is just and upright, and we would never engage in any strange dealings. You must have misheard me!"

"You rascal!?" Huanmeng pinched the blue-haired girl's cheek hard and whispered in her ear, "I heard you clearly. Your excuses are just a blatant attempt to cover up your ignorance!"

"I'm a goddess, I'm a goddess! You can't treat me like this!" The blue-haired girl grabbed Huanmeng's hand with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't even budge Huanmeng an inch.

This really made Huanmeng doubt whether this guy was really a goddess: "Are all goddesses this weak?"

"Waaaaah, waaaaah, you're bullying me! Waaaaah—!!" The blue-haired girl stopped struggling and burst into tears.

The sight of her wailing and crying, her face streaked with tears, made even Huanmeng, who was on the side of justice, feel as if she were in the wrong, and she immediately cowered and let go of the blue-haired girl's cheek.

She hurriedly comforted him, saying, "Don't cry, I didn't mean to. It's because you lied to me that I'm like this!"

"Waaaaah, Mingming, waaaaah! You're the transmigrator our divine realm paid a fortune to legally register with that shady little idiot, the one we bought to save the world! Why are you yelling at me like that?!" The blue-haired girl puffed out her cheeks and roared at Huanmeng.

"You have to volunteer, but you can't force me. And that cheat code was made by that shady businessman from that broken planet, who won't let us interfere! If the divine realm didn't forbid gods from directly interfering in the world, with so many usage requirements, I, a top-tier business expert among goddesses, wouldn't have been reduced to dealing with a bastard like you!!"

"So many problems, and you even pinched my face roughly. You've already been sold off, but you still won't work properly. How can someone like you be a savior?!"

"He's just a stupid idiot who got killed by someone using cosplay props!!"

"I was always persecuted in the original world. I was looked down upon when playing games. Even the group leader said he couldn't carry me. I was terrible at cards and was a Red Fusion or Hyper Fusion player. When playing Cyber ​​Dragon, I couldn't play Chimera and couldn't break through one of the opponent's bayonets no matter what I did. I led my teammates to a complete wipe!!"

(╬￣Dish￣)

"Keep swearing!!"

"So what if I curse you! Aren't you just a fat, nerdy guy who travels all over the city to meet up with people just for a duo queue at an internet cafe?!"

"Don't think I won't beat you up just because you're a goddess!!"

"Who's afraid of who! Today I'm betting the name of the goddess that whether you go to save the world or not, you have to get down here!!"

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[Group Announcement: Huanmeng has joined this group]

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Noelle: So, this is how the newcomers were forced into time travel?

Dream: Yeah, that damned, idiotic goddess actually dared to do that, violating the terms of their agreement with the human trafficking little broken planet, forcibly sending me down here and all.

Paid newbie: Expert, please guide me!

Paid newbie: What kind of cheats do the pros use?

Fantasy Dream: It's a cheat code...

"hehe..."

Currently, I am in another world, in the wilderness where I can't find a single human being. I look at the bright, shining moon in the sky and sneer in my dreamlike state.

The cheat is great, very powerful.

But she had never heard of changing race or gender!

Not only was she forcibly thrown into another world to carry out a mission to defeat the Demon King, but the cheat code she received was that she would become the character she had leveled up in an online game she had quit the previous year: the Dragon God!

And she doesn't start at max level right after transmigrating; she's just given a skill tree and cultivation methods to figure things out on her own!

In the current trend of various invincible opening strategies, "this is outrageous!!"