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Chat Group, My Character Cards Refresh Monthly

Author: 有点懒

Synopsis:

After transmigrating to Terra, Yunyan praises the Emperor every day.

He receives a new character template every month.

Ash Ketchum, Kazuma, Gojo Satoru, Qui'lon, Himmel…

In his second month in Lungmen, blessed by Kazuma's incredible luck, Yun Yan unexpectedly gains access to a chat group.

W: Where's my ancestor launcher? I want to become the super W!

Furina: Fontaine will surely exist forever!

Yi Xuan: Yunyan, come and browse. I'll teach you something different.

Seele: Resources are scarce in the Underworld. Do you know how much a loaf of bread costs in Belobog?

Parasol Keserin: Human, I'm hungry. Quickly offer your tribute!

Yunyan: Becoming the Emperor of Terra was never my goal, but if we don't conquer, the world will be destroyed. The world only has one chance to move toward the future.

Let the flames of war ignite, spreading from the endless ice plains to the edge of Aegir's territory. 

Let the seas boil. Let the stars fall.

Even if my life is drained to the last drop of blood, I will lead Terra into the future!

If I am powerless to save it,

then let Terra burn!

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Volume 1

Chapter 1: I Heard the Echo of Fortune

Lungmen Lower City, Benevolence Hall

Smoke curled upward as the flickering candlelight cast a warm glow on the gilded portrait of Wen Heng Jun on the altar. His crescent-shaped halberd hung diagonally at his waist, its tassel adorned with gleaming red silk, exuding a powerful aura. Just standing there, a sense of righteousness emanated from him.

The offering table was neatly arranged. The roasted suckling pig glistened with oil, its golden-brown skin coated in honey. Bundles of incense rested beside the porcelain burner, their smoke enveloping the room in a jianghu atmosphere.

“Kazuma, you’ve been with me for the shortest time. You have the cleanest background, and you're the one I trust the most.”

The gang leader, Wen Li, patted his newly recruited henchman. His tone was sincere, and his eyes were full of approval. His fox tail swayed gently behind him.

"Right now, the gang desperately needs someone to get close to the Rat King. If you can infiltrate his inner circle, gain his trust, and help us take him down, we can grow strong and powerful and create a glorious future!”

The young man patted his chest and assured him, “Boss, leave it to me. If it weren't for you giving me food, I would've starved to death long ago. Lin? In my eyes, he's nothing but a skeleton in a grave. The future boss of the Lungmen slums will definitely be you.”

“Hahaha, you're a smooth talker, and you're brave and daring. The future gang leader will definitely be you!”

Wen Li's grand promise made the young man let out a satisfied burp. “I, Kazuma, swear to Wen Heng Jun today that from this moment on, if I betray you, Boss, I will be stabbed three times, riddled with holes, and die a horrible death.”

Wen Li looked at his underling with growing satisfaction.

A commotion arose outside the door.

Impatient, Wen Li cursed under his breath, but before he could open the door, it was kicked open by a booted foot.

The blue-haired dragon girl, her face contorted with rage, boomed in a voice that sounded as if she were about to abduct someone's mother, “Xu Wenli! We've received a tip from a concerned citizen! You've evaded taxes, organized a criminal gang to disrupt public order, and trafficked people. Your crimes are unforgivable. We are now arresting you in the name of the LGD!”

“Who? Who doesn't know I'm a concerned citizen of Lungmen? This is a false accusation!” Wenli's expression darkened as he looked toward the courtyard, where his henchmen lay sprawled on the ground. A green-haired oni woman stood there holding a triangular demon-faced shield and beckoning to him.

A dangerous glint flashed in Wenli's sinister eyes. One hand stealthily reached for the weapon at his waist, intending to fight to the death.

Thud.

A sharp pain shot through his lower back. He turned around in disbelief and saw the cannon fodder he had recruited smiling kindly at him.

“Boss, that's right. I'm the one who betrayed you! You bastard, I'm the real five-star good citizen of Lungmen!”

“You... you...”

“Boss, don't be angry.”

“You swore an oath before me.”

“What does Kazuma's oath have to do with me, Yun Yan? Besides, I believe in the Emperor. I praise the Emperor every day!” the young man said nonchalantly. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Yun Yan. I'm nineteen years old, and I've been in Lungmen for two months. Nice to meet you.”

Yun Yan, nineteen years old, was a transmigrator.

He had been hit by cars twice, once by a dump truck and the other time by another dump truck, only two and a half seconds apart—so fast that it was impossible to react.

Because he had suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, the driver was so frightened that he probably wished he had a time machine. Yun Yan still remembered the driver's terrified face.

Fortunately, he was lucky. The moment he transmigrated, he received a cheat ability that allowed him to survive without even realizing what had happened.

As a transmigrator, Yun Yan's cheat arrived at a very opportune time—simple and direct. Every month, a new character template would be generated. Possessing the template granted him all of the character's abilities, raised his physique to the same level, and gave him access to the character's weapons and combat techniques.

He would also receive a character mission. Completing the mission would permanently grant him the character template, with all physiques and abilities stacking without conflict.

Failure to complete the mission would prevent him from permanently obtaining the character template and its associated physique bonuses and abilities. However, once the mission was eventually completed, he could permanently acquire the template again along with all its bonuses, combat techniques, and weapons.

According to the system description, a new character template would be generated every month, though the template itself was random.

In addition, he received a four-dimensional pocket for storing the character's weapons and his own belongings.

Currently, he possessed the bonuses of two character templates. The system's standards for mission completion... were somewhat vague.

For example, Yunyan's first character template was Ash Ketchum from Pokémon, and the mission was to “become a Pokémon Master.” However, after spending 300 LMD to commission a customized Pokémon World Championship trophy, the system notified him that the mission had been completed.

He then permanently acquired the Ash Ketchum character template and waited until the following month for a new one.

Influenced by the character template, his luck this month was extremely good. As for why...

【Character: Sato Kazuma (Trashzuma)】

【Abilities: Stealing, Sniping, Life Absorption, Basic Magic, Enemy Detection, Stealth, Restraint, Clairvoyance, Lip Reading, Forging, Magic Item Crafting, Cooking...】

【Character Mission: Defeat the Demon King in battle】

His skill list was extensive, and combining those abilities could produce many surprising effects. The downside was Kazuma's low magic power, but Life Absorption and his strong physique compensated for that to some extent.

Of course, those weren't the most important factors.

The most important factor was Kazuma's incredible luck.

Luck second only to the Goddess of Luck. For men, Stealing meant taking whatever he wanted. For women, it usually meant stealing panties.

【Permanent Character: Ash Ketchum (Super Rookie)】

【Abilities: High-Speed Movement, Aura Missile, Seed Machine Gun, Rejuvenation Roar, Quick Dodge】

It was precisely because of Ash Ketchum's Super Rookie physique that he hadn't been killed by the dump truck. Instead, he merely got a little dirty, dusted himself off, and stood up easily.

After transmigrating to Lungmen as an undocumented immigrant, he could only live in the slums. He joined gangs, and the first gang he encountered sold illegal hallucinogenic drugs behind the Rat King's back. He couldn't tolerate it, so he reported them and earned a reward of 100,000 Lungmen Dollars.

Then he joined a second gang. It wasn't clean either. Smuggling was one thing, but smuggling weapons was another, so he reported them and earned another 200,000 Lungmen Dollars.

This was the third gang. The difference was that this one was part of a commission from the Greytail Gang. Besides the reward from the Guard, there was an additional 100,000 Lungmen Dollars upon completion.

“You traitorous bastard!”

Wen Li cursed angrily, but Ch'en Hui-chieh had already knocked him unconscious with the sheath of her sword. She then spoke to Yun Yan, “Yun Yan, you did a great job. I'll apply for a bonus for you when I get back.”

“Thank you very much. Please collect it for me and give it to me when you have time.”

This was his third collaboration with Ch'en Hui-chieh. A regular customer—no worries.

After speaking, he walked out of the room. “Oni-nee, I buried the evidence under that tree in the corner. You just need to dig it up. There are also ledgers and other incriminating documents inside—enough to get them beheaded.”

Ultimately, Yan was a feudal society wearing modern clothing. Beheading was still a valid punishment. If they acted too recklessly, the iron fist of feudalism would come crashing down.

“Okay. Thank you for your hard work.”

Yun Yan left leisurely, found a quiet spot, took out his newly purchased terminal, and contacted a number. “Miss Lin, I've completed your request. Please settle the bill.”

The other end replied with an “okay” and said the payment would be sent later.

As the daughter of the Rat King, Lin Yuxia was not someone Yun Yan worried would refuse payment. He hung up the phone.

"Speaking of which, Kazuma's panel should almost be finished too.”

The mission hadn't been completed, and the time limit was up, so the template couldn't be used again until the mission was finished. Although he had tried having someone role-play as the Demon King so he could defeat them, the system didn't approve it.

If he wanted to challenge the real Demon King, he would have to go to Kazdel. Yun Yan had no intention of doing that for the time being.

Fight a Sarkaz war hero who had lived for at least two hundred years?

It was better to wait for Amiya to become the Demon King.

Then he could join Rhodes Island as a support staff member and defeat Amiya after she inherited the Demon King's power. Even if it counted as bullying a child, she would still technically be the Demon King.

A hero challenging the Demon King didn't care whether the opponent was an adult or a child. If she cried, he could just buy her candy afterward.

Judging by the time, the new character template should refresh after tonight.

【Ding! You have joined the chat group】

Hmm?

Yun Yan stopped, his expression turning strange.

Was Kazuma's luck a little too overpowered? One miracle after another.

He heard the echo of good fortune.

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Chapter 2: Chat Groups and Template Refresh

Yun Yan found a place to sit and began studying the chat group.

Messages constantly popped up in the group chat. Everyone seemed to be having a great time.

【Parasol Keserin: Humans, you must offer today's tribute to the great Queen!】

【Casually Observing the Big Swindler: Actually, today's tribute has already been delivered, Your Majesty. Didn't you notice?】

【Fufu: Here we go again, the daily routine. But is life really so hard for a washed-up idol? You actually have to ask us for tribute every day.】

【Princess of the Bomb Royal Court: If you have tribute, give it to me.】

【Quantum Flying Head: No supplies. I'm struggling just to feed myself, so don't even think about asking me!】

These people looked familiar.

I wonder which timeline Parasol Keserin is from? Zenless Zone Zero's Random Play manager, the Void Hunter-level warrior Yi Xuan, Fontaine's Hydro Archon Furina, perhaps W from this world, or Lord Wis'Adel, and Seele from Belobog's lower district, whose special effect is launching her own head.

【Parasol Keserin: I didn't find any of your tributes. Also, I'm not a washed-up idol. My storyline just ended. I'm Schicksal's official advertising star!】

【Fufu: But when I visited your place before, I didn't see your ad. Master Yi Xuan even checked your ranking. You couldn't even make the top five among celebrity advertisers.】

【Parasol Keserin: That's because I couldn't be bothered competing. Why isn't Himiko back yet? Is she drunk again? I'm starving.】

That somehow sounded even worse. How did Ba-Queen end up like this?

Unable to bear it, Yunyan bought some snacks from a roadside stall and sent them over.

【I Hate Dump Trucks sent a special red envelope to Parasol Keserin】

【Fufu: We were chatting so much that I didn't even notice the newcomer.】

【Parasol Keserin: Newbie? I grant you permission to become my most loyal follower.】

【Quantum Flying Head: Newbie, don't mind Ba-Queen. She's just a bit... what did Master Yi Xuan call it again? Oh right, tsundere and chuunibyou. Introduce yourself.】

With a thought, a line of text appeared.

【I Hate Dump Trucks: My name is Yun Yan. I'm nineteen years old, and I live in the lower city of Lungmen in Yan.】

【Princess of the Bomb Royal Court: Yan? Isn't that east of Kazdel?】

【Quantum Flying Head: W, you and Mr. Yunyan are from the same world.】

【I Hate Dump Trucks: Kazdel is still in a civil war. I don't know much about the specifics.】

【Princess of the Bomb Royal Court: The Demon King siblings are fighting. They've been fighting for years. Anyway, it's none of my business. As long as I can make money and survive, that's all that matters.】

【Fufu: Miss W, haven't you ever thought about leaving after you've earned enough money?】

【Casually Observing the Big Swindler: The battlefield is ultimately not a good place. Spending your days immersed in killing is mentally and physically exhausting.】

【Princess of the Bomb Royal Court: Yeah, yeah. But where can the Sarkaz go? They're hated everywhere. You can ask the newcomer what everyone's attitude toward the Sarkaz is.】

【I Hate Dump Trucks: Rather than universally hated, I'd say universally despised. Most people simply call them “demons.” A Sarkaz born in Kazdel cannot avoid three things in life: war, Oripathy, and death.】

【Parasol Keserin: The snacks taste pretty good.】

【Fufu: Isn't this how monsters are treated? How did things end up like this? But Yunyan, do you hate W's race?】

【Princess of the Bomb Royal Court: Of course he hates it! I'm a Sarkaz!】

【I Hate Dump Trucks: No. I don't care about race. I care about strength.】

Hate them? How could that be?

The future belongs to the noble and dazzling Lord Wis'Adel, and Yun Yan's head could only rejoice in ecstasy.

Ever since using Wis'Adel, Yun Yan had never used any other team.

I just need to wait until I have enough resources before deploying my invincible Wis'Adel.jpg

【Princess of the Bomb Royal Court: All talk! How many people on this land don't hate the Sarkaz? Strength? That's just a ridiculous excuse. Nothing matters more than the mission. Ines is calling me. Sounds like a death knell.】

W snorted. Her two red ahoge bobbed like cockroach antennae as she moved. Her golden eyes shone with cold elegance and liveliness, as though countless untold stories were hidden within them. A cynical smile rested on her lips.

Looking at the messages in the chat group, she felt somewhat irritated and didn't believe Yun Yan's words.

The newcomer was a liar too. She was a Sarkaz, and she had Oripathy. How could people possibly not dislike her?

“W, the target of this assassination is a pretty troublesome guy. Don't do anything reckless, and stay close to the group.”

The urging voice of her companion, Ines, came from the distance. W slowly walked toward her. “Yeah, yeah. What's the rush? It's not like I'm not coming. If you're so capable, stop eating my rations and go eat roasted potatoes.”

“Hmph.”

Ines turned her head, quickened her pace, and walked away. Their mission this time was to eliminate a Sarkaz mercenary group, a troublesome bunch. Hopefully, W, this newcomer who had only recently joined, wouldn't cause any problems.

【Quantum Flying Head: W isn't doing very well in Kazdel. How about you, Yunyan?】

【I Hate Dump Trucks: Not bad, I guess? I'm in a gang. I recently got the third boss arrested.】

【Fufu: Yunyan, you're in the underworld too? Wait, what? You just got the third boss arrested? Are you an undercover agent?】

【Parasol Keserin: Boss killer?】

【Casually Observing the Big Swindler: So you're an undercover agent? That's a job like dancing on the edge of a blade. If you run into trouble, you can ask me for help.】

【Fufu: Being an undercover agent is really tough work. Some cases in Fontaine require undercover agents too. This kind of work is incredibly difficult. You've had it rough as well. I happen to have some free time now, so let me explain the chat group's functions.】

【I Hate Dump Trucks: Okay.】

Yun Yan walked along the street, converting the text into speech and listening to the explanation while strolling through the slums.

According to Furina's explanation, chat group members could travel to each other's worlds as long as the other party agreed. Bringing additional people required spending points.

Points could be earned through daily check-ins and quests.

Daily check-in rewards ranged from 1 to 100 points. Quests were posted within the chat group. According to Furina, the previous quest involved helping her defeat a legendary enemy in Fontaine, and only W and Yi Xuan participated.

Besides transporting people, points could also be used to purchase items from the shop. The shop refreshed daily and offered currencies, food, and various strange items from different worlds, such as small scythes, Strales, Kikuichimonji, and Evolto's Coffee…

Hmm, not very useful.

In addition, there was an arena feature. If conflicts arose between group members, they could enter the arena to settle things.

In the real world, attacks from other group members could not harm each other, but the arena existed specifically for handling disputes.

They could spar and resolve personal conflicts through combat. Any injuries sustained inside would heal upon leaving, and even death wasn't a problem since they could revive immediately on the spot.

He clicked the sign-in button.

100 points.

As expected, Kazuma's luck was unbeatable. Unfortunately, the highest lottery reward was only 1,000 LMD.

Thinking about this, Yunyan bought dinner and returned to his rented room. He chatted in the group until midnight, gradually learning about everyone's situations.

Time slowly passed, and a new month quietly arrived.

Then he heard a ding in his ear.

【Ding! Character template refreshed】

【This month's character: Gojo Satoru (Will Win)】