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In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...

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One day, Wang Ping joined a transmigrators' group chat, where each member could randomly transmigrate to different worlds and obtain their own exclusive cheats. Wang Ping thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life... "Wait, 60 out of 67 group members went offline? What happened?" "Ding, one group member was eliminated. Chen Kang, who joined the group chat at the same time as you, has died. He didn't survive for even ten seconds. All group members, please take this as a warning." Wang Ping was stunned, instantly realizing that this transmigrators' group chat was a huge scam, with a high mortality rate among its members. Death could happen in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, Wang Ping awakened the Life Simulator! "Ding, Life Simulator activated, talent refreshing..." "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the golden talent—Holy Body, the legendary talent—Space-Time Celestial Body, and the legendary talent—Becoming Stronger By Taking In Disciples."

Suatu hari, Wang Ping bergabung dengan chat group para petualang lintas waktu, di mana setiap anggota bisa secara acak berpindah ke dunia yang berbeda dan mendapatkan cheat eksklusif mereka sendiri. Wang Ping berpikir dia akan segera mencapai puncak kehidupannya... "Tunggu, 60 dari 67 anggota grup menjadi offline? Apa yang terjadi?" "Ding, satu anggota grup telah tereliminasi. Chen Kang, yang bergabung dengan chat group pada waktu yang sama dengan Anda, telah meninggal. Dia bahkan tidak bertahan selama sepuluh detik. Semua anggota grup, tolong anggap ini sebagai peringatan." Wang Ping terkejut, seketika menyadari bahwa chat group petualang lintas waktu ini adalah penipuan besar, dengan tingkat kematian yang tinggi di antara anggotanya. Kematian bisa terjadi dalam sekejap mata. Untungnya, Wang Ping membangkitkan Simulator Kehidupan! "Ding, Simulator Kehidupan diaktifkan, menyegarkan bakat..." "Selamat kepada tuan rumah karena telah memperoleh bakat emas—Tubuh Suci, bakat legendaris—Tubuh Surgawi Ruang-Waktu, dan bakat legendaris—Menjadi Lebih Kuat Dengan Menerima Murid."

Hongmeng transmigrates as a god and obtains a golden finger which allows him to join a chat group with characters from other worlds. "Ding, you have received a random invitation to join All-Heavens Chat Group No. 10,000. Do you wish to join All-Heavens Chat Group No. 10,000?"

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