Abnormal creatures' communication group

The former is the name given to it by the insect in a skirt who is very good at fighting, and the latter is described by an insect with a mask on its head.

It wavered and finally made up its mind.

"ghost."

002 Mutual Help Chat Group~

Ghost: Hello everyone

It was just a brief greeting, but with the system's prompt sound, it caused some waves in this small group of only five people.

Maybe it's because I'm bored, or maybe it's because I've waited too long.

By the time the ghost made his decision, they had already chatted hundreds of times in the group, and then they had nothing more to talk about and went about their own business.

After all, it's just a blank chat software, and the thing about connecting all the worlds is just his excuse, and no one knows whether it's true or not?

Tony Stark simply joined in with the idea that things couldn't get any worse.

Sans just came in to see if there was anything fun to do. Maybe he could find some like-minded friends who could understand his jokes. If not, that's it.

Steve didn't care about connecting the worlds; he just wanted to see if there were any novel buildings or architectural masters with whom he could communicate.

Kong just wanted to find his sister, and if he didn't, he didn't bother to say anything more.

But there is indeed some fun here for those who are bored.

Have you seen my sister? : Hello! By the way, have you seen my sister? A blonde girl.

Fanatical Architect: No way?

Ordinary rich man: He comes again...

The passionate master architect: If he keeps on muttering like this, I feel that the few hairs I have left due to staying up late to build buildings will also be gone with me because of his muttering.

A Boneless Skeleton: Hey, man, don't you think you've mentioned this too many times?

Have you seen my sister? : I'm sorry to trouble you, but she is the only family I have.

A skeleton with only one bone: Okay, I can understand because I also have a younger brother, I wish you good luck.

Fanatical Architect: ...Luckily your brother is not lost.

Ordinary rich people: ...It’s a good thing your brother didn’t lose it.

As soon as this sentence was sent, Tony fell into deep thought. He obviously didn't want to say this, but the plus one following that person's words was too tempting.

Perhaps the days here are just too dull and boring. Compared with the previous life of debauchery, this period of time can simply write the word "boring" horizontally, vertically, backwards, and over again.

It's not only boring, but also abusive, but there are still signs of hope. What else is there to say? I have to grit my teeth and accomplish what I envisioned.

While I was still thinking about it, the little knight over there replied.

Gold? The Knight had rarely seen such a color in Hallownest, let alone the word it was followed by. He had only heard of that word in the knowledge he had been taught. There were many kinds of creatures in this world, not just insects, but also humans, who either wore masks or were tall.

Hair seems to be their special name for the black, grass-like plant growing on their heads.

People are so strange.

Why do we give names to the organs on our bodies? Are they like our capes? Can we take them off?

Its thoughts were somewhat strange, but it still answered people's questions sincerely.

Ghost: Sorry, no.

Have you seen my sister? : Excuse me.

A single-bone skeleton: There's no point in getting so anxious. Your sister might deliver the goods to your door herself someday.

Have you seen my sister?: That would be nice.

Seeing that no one understood, Sans sighed. Well, it seems that it is really difficult to meet someone with the same taste as him.

Tony watched the interaction on the screen, and perhaps it was too boring, he laughed out loud with joy. A poor guy who was locked up with him tilted his head and took a look, almost thinking that this guy had gone crazy due to excessive pressure, but he still didn't understand what was going on.

The continuous and intense knocking on the door interrupted the cheerful atmosphere in the room. Those people opened the door roughly, and two people squeezed in, pushing Tony to stagger. After looking around, they locked the door again when nothing happened. Before closing the door, they did not forget to scold and warn. After all, the opportunity to scold a billionaire does not always come.

"Don't let us hear any strange noises, you hear me?"

After satisfying their vanity, they started to curse and talk loudly at the door, mostly talking about their own bravery just now, as well as merciless sarcasm and ridicule.

Tony Stark staggered after being pushed and stood up to brush off the dust on his clothes. Although there was no substantial damage, it was indeed unpleasant.

Ordinary rich people: Damn it.

Avid Architect: ? Although a certain sister-con is a bit talkative, he shouldn't be so angry, right?

Ordinary rich man: No, this matter has nothing to do with him,

A skeleton with only one bone: Wow, then I am a little curious.

Have you seen my sister?: Yes, no, tell me about it.

Fanatic Architect: Tell me about it

A single skeleton: Let me tell you

Ghost: Tell me about it

The little knight looked at the endless chat panels and finally couldn't control his hands and clicked on Add One.

Although he didn't know why, he always felt that this plus one was very tempting, even more tempting than those jingling Geo running around!

Ordinary rich people: It’s not a big deal. I just went to make a deal and got ripped off by someone.

Have you seen my sister? : Need help?

Avid Builder: Need some help?

A lone skeleton: Need help?

A skeleton with one bone: If the hand comes out accidentally, just pretend nothing happened.

Ordinary rich people: No, I can handle it myself, it’s just a little troublesome.

Even though he has fallen to this point, Tony still can't help but be tough. No, no, no, how can this be called tough talk? This is clearly a glow of confidence emanating from his whole body, even if his so-called solution is still just a piece of steel, it is just a preliminary idea.

Just when he thought he could get away with it, a shiny, oversized banner almost took up the entire panel of the chat group.

It has been detected that Tony Stark is facing difficulties and is temporarily unable to solve them independently. Adhering to the principle that group members need to help each other, a task is now issued. Those who complete the task can earn points.

Whether to accept?

Tony:…….???

Enthusiastic Architect: Oh, it’s okay. It’s just a difficulty. It’s not shameful to ask others for help.

Have you seen my sister? : Yes, yes, that's right, it's really not shameful.

A skeleton with only one bone: Lying is not a good habit? He is very bad.

Ordinary rich people: I am not, I don’t have…

He took one look at the very obvious banner and gave up resistance in frustration.

Ordinary rich person: Okay, I am...

Why is this happening?

003 Where does this kid come from?

3 The little knight was almost unable to take his eyes off the word "points", just like he once jumped into dense spikes for one or two Geos. Without even realizing it, he naturally gained a new attribute called money-grubber.

Of course, this hobby is just a strange collecting tendency. When necessary, it will spend the money without hesitation.

Its gaze moved a little, and next to the chat group section, it saw a special thing that belonged only to it.

Hallownest Resuscitation System.

It stretched out its slightly soft forelimbs and touched it lightly.

"Not enough points to open."

So it shifted its gaze back to the task with some annoyance, and clicked "yes" with anticipation.

"Not enough energy to cross."

It seems like everything has returned to the starting point. If you want points, you have to travel through time, and if you want to travel through time, you have to have energy. Fortunately, you don’t have to travel through time to obtain energy, otherwise you would be trapped in an unsolvable nesting doll.

It requires a lot of something that can be turned into energy.

It sat down neatly on the steps, supporting its chin with its short hands, looking like a man in deep thought. Its distress almost turned into a substantial shadow, which leaked out from the gaps under its mask, dyeing the air above it dark and translucent. Fortunately, the Black Egg Temple was sealed in memory of the little knight who sacrificed his life for it, and there were very few people alive, so probably no one would come here in the short term, otherwise it would be panic-stricken.

It finally fumbled with its four-dimensional cloak, and the endless crisp sounds of jingling continued to ring out along with Geo's shaking. These were all won by it in the arena. It couldn't even count the number of times it had participated in the competition. The last few times it won the game, it was almost driven out by others. I sincerely hope that it can go faster.

But later, when it came back to participate again, there were cheers and respect. They said that it was a warrior worthy of respect, although it liked to repeat some challenges over and over again, even if these challenges were already natural for him and he knew them by heart.

Perhaps this is the self-awareness and persistence of the strong. They shed tears, almost emptied every penny in their pockets, looked at the lonely shadow in the distance with tears in their eyes, and wished they could lock the door tightly.

Tiny insects flew around it as usual, picking up the Geo scattered on the ground and trying to push them into his cloak. The little knight easily stopped them.

He gathered all the Geos into his arms, counted them one by one, squeezed them firmly, and without any hesitation pushed them towards the transparent panel. However, they drew an elegant arc in the air and were then picked up by the diligent little bees.

It tilted its head blankly, pinching Geo, and its entire body was almost filled with a huge doubt.

[Convertible energy detected, should it be converted?]

The little knight agreed without any hesitation. He sat there obediently, swinging his legs, with soft light blooming in his palms. He lost a Geo permanently, although he would soon be able to gain a lot of this kind of thing from his warlike friends.

[Conversion completed, gaining 0.1 units of energy]

There would be no problem as long as there was a harvest. It threw all of Geo in without hesitation. As the energy increased wildly, the four-dimensional space in its cloak seemed increasingly empty.

It was not until the last Geo was thrown in that it stopped its action with a feeling of unsatisfied desire.

[Conversion completed, a total of 17 units of energy.]

[It is detected that you have accepted the task. Do you want to transfer immediately? ]

In the empty Black Egg Temple, the tiny knight disappeared without a trace under the dim light.

Tony Stark saw that there was no movement in the group, and his slightly uneasy heart finally settled down. This was understandable, after all, the so-called 100 energy that he had traveled through probably blocked the conditions for coming here. While he was glad that he did not embarrass himself, he also felt a little disappointed. After all, who wants to suffer in this damn place? It would be good to be able to get out early.

[The ghost has accepted your mission and is being transferred. Positioning is successful and the transfer has been completed.]

The originally subtle expression froze on his face in an instant. Fortunately, there was no overwhelming exaggeration. A soft and non-glaring purple flame-like light flashed by, and a short shadow appeared in the same place.

"How could you see a ghost in broad daylight? Could it be that you've been locked up here for too long? You're hallucinating."

Ethan next to him kept rubbing his eyes, muttering to himself, and then he simply went to face the wall and think.

Even though Tony Stark had been notified and understood exactly what had happened, he still couldn't help but marvel at the fact that no matter how shabby this chat group was, it truly had the power to change the world.

He admitted that he did have expectations for the people who came. After all, it had never happened before to see people from another world. Maybe he was the first time in history. However, he was soon disappointed.

"Hey, kid, this isn't a place you can just hang out. Go back quickly. Oh my god...what's going on with this broken group?"

He looked with a slight headache at the tiny child, barely a foot tall. He wore a cute mask and cape, looking like a movie hero. His words were filled with gritted teeth, but this anger wasn't directed at this so-called child. He felt that such a serious matter shouldn't involve an innocent child.

"Alright, listen to me and go back quickly. This is not a place for children to get involved. Don't get involved in adult affairs."

He lowered his head and looked into the man's empty eyes. His words gradually became weaker. He was stunned, completely stunned.

Then came the unstoppable high-pitched voice.

"Oh my God, what kind of little monster is this?"

There was nothing under the pale mask, only emptiness. The black nothingness kept wriggling. Just looking at it for a few seconds was enough to make people terrified.

It was not until this moment that the little knight clicked on someone's avatar in the group and invited them to a private chat and said hello to them for the first time.

Ghost: My name is not little monster, my name is ghost.

The system notification sound from the group quickly calmed Tony Stark down. He kept comforting himself by saying that perhaps this was a feature of another world. If he didn't peek into the bottomless void, it would still be cute from the outside.

"Okay, then ghosts..."

The words were interrupted and the door was knocked roughly. Tony Stark turned around and pushed the little knight to try to hide its small body. He really had no way to let such a small man stand in front of people, even if he was not human. But it was too late, and there was no place for it to hide.

The door opened, revealing the scene behind it.

The knight was clearly exposed and had no place to hide.