The group chat suddenly popped up a notification: "A new member is about to join. Activity requirement met. Searching…"
The sudden alert instantly dragged all the lurking members out of silence.
"Boiling Alive": "Oh? A newcomer? Wonder which unlucky soul it is this time." Felix spoke first, sounding quite pleased—after all, he'd only just recovered from the Scorching World. Seeing someone else about to fall into another pit somehow made him feel balanced.
"Freezing Cold": "New people are great! More people, more power!" Molly chimed in right after.
"Starving Platform": "I hope the newcomer's world isn't another apocalypse."
"Dead Legs Run": "Haha! Another newbie. Guess I'm a senior now."
"Super Block Man": "How's everyone doing these last few days? @Freezing Cold, Molly—how's the rescue operation in your world going?"
"Freezing Cold": "Boss, speaking of that—your Zambo is way too strong! He's basically born to be a divine building machine!"
"His clones were sent by special plane all over the country. They cleared out the railways leading to all the shelters! He replaced all the broken tracks with new ones!"
"And the collapsed tunnels? They dug through them in no time at all. The engineers nearby were questioning their entire lives!"
"Also, Zambo's clones helped expand the shelters! The original shelters weren't fully constructed, so space was tight. Once too many people came in, it got crowded fast."
"But after Zambo saw that, he just dug downward under each shelter, building layers and layers. And while digging, he handled the ventilation, lighting, and even interior finishing! Now the shelters are several times larger! Every refugee has space—no more overcrowding!"
"And he asked me to help gather a ton of coal and sticks, then crafted them all into torches! The shelters are so bright we barely see snow around them anymore."
"And they've started growing wheat! My god—the wheat grows so fast! A batch ripens in days. We've already harvested three or four rounds! At this rate, the whole country could start farming soon, and two days of planting would feed us for a year!"
"But… now that most refugees are rescued, Zambo feels the shelters aren't artistic enough. He wants to redesign each one in a different architectural style."
Ian looked at Molly's messages, imagining the scenes, and couldn't help laughing.
That guy Zambo was doing real rescue work? That truly exceeded expectations. Giving him the Body Stone had been the right choice!
And if he liked messing with architecture—well, everyone needed hobbies. One day Ian would take him to see the architectural styles of other worlds.
[ Ding… Search complete. Welcome newcomer "War God of Terra" to the Multiverse Group Chat! ]
[ Ding… Search complete. Welcome newcomer "Angel International Supervisor" to the Multiverse Group Chat! ]
"Boiling Alive": "War God of Terra? That newcomer's name doesn't sound like a normal guy."
"Freezing Cold": "Angel International Supervisor sounds pretty good too! This is a Transmigrator Group Chat. Maybe they really are an angel. Worst case, some high-level corporate exec. Way better than me."
"Boiling Alive": "Don't say it, Sis Molly. You're giving me an existential crisis."
"Dead Legs Run": "Crisis achieved."
"Super Block Man": "Terra? Don't tell me this guy transmigrated into Warhammer 40K's Terra. That's rough. Hope he's good at swimming—less sewage to swallow."
Ian winced as he remembered the Warhammer universe.
"Boiling Alive": "Custodes? Those are the Emperor's personal guards—They are all superhumans!" Felix sounded excited.
"Super Block Man": "No, anyone daring to call himself a god definitely isn't a Custodian. Maybe one of the warlords before the Unification Wars. Unless he's Khorne's chosen?"
"Angel International Supervisor": "Ah! It popped up? Hello, seniors!"
"Angel International Supervisor": "Seniors, I transmigrated into Super Seminary. The big chrysanthemum has appeared in the sky. Aliens are coming."
"Angel International Supervisor": "And don't envy me. I'm just the sanitation supervisor of the underground parking lot of the Angel International Group HQ."
"Angel International Supervisor": "I only have ten old men and women working under me."
"Super Block Man": "@Angel International Supervisor, your world is dangerous too, but don't worry, buddy. Since you're in the group, we're not babysitting you —but we can keep you alive."
"Angel International Supervisor": "Thank you, seniors! Thank you!"
"Super Block Man": "@War God of Terra, buddy, are you alive? Say something if you are."
But minutes passed with no response. The chat grew quiet.
"Super Block Man": "Uh… He didn't drown in the sea of sewage already, right?"
Just as everyone began speculating, War God of Terra finally spoke.
"War God of Terra": "What the—?! A kind of a system?! I knew it! No way a transmigrator would be sent here without a system! Otherwise why transmigrate at all?!"
"War God of Terra": "Sorry everyone, it's too noisy here. Didn't notice the messages." Above, monsters were endlessly roaring across the surface.
"Super Block Man": "Bro, where did you transmigrate to? Which Terra? Holy Terra?" Ian asked cautiously.
"War God of Terra": "Bro, even if you're a senior, don't curse me like that. I didn't transmigrate into Holy Terra. No Golden Throne, no constipated Emperor. My Terra is Terraria!"
"Super Block Man": "Damn—Terraria? What a coincidence! Brother, look at my name."
"War God of Terra": "Huh? Block Man? You transmigrated to Minecraft? Then who's from Don't Starve?"
"Super Block Man": "Uh… we don't have a Don't Starve guy yet."
"Dead Legs Run": "Welcome newcomers, please fill out your personal info."
"Super Block Man": "Personal info? Since when does the group have that feature?"
"Dead Legs Run": "Boss, I found it randomly while clicking around."
Ian filled in his details.
Then he browsed others'.
Angel International Supervisor: Kevin, 28, originally from Yang City.
Then he reached War God of Terra.
Zeke, 26, originally from Su City, hobbies…
Bro. You only needed name and city. Why did you write so much?
Wait—Zeke… 26… Su City… No way.
"Super Block Man": "@War God of Terra, Zeke? You graduated from Su City University?"
"War God of Terra": "Yeah, how'd you know? I haven't written anything about that part yet."
"Super Block Man": "Holy— Zeke Wang? It's me, Ian!"
"War God of Terra": "WHAT?! Ian, the Ian?! It's actually you?! No way! …Good thing this isn't Holy Terra or I'd assume this was Tzeentch messing with me."
"War God of Terra": "Hold on—little bro, you dare call me Zeke Wang, directly? Are you getting arrogant, huh?"
"Super Block Man": "Little bro? arrogant? Look at my selfie before you talk. [Dragon-Riding Selfie jpg]"
"Super Block Man": "Oh right, the armor I'm wearing is Gem Armor. I modified the appearance. Now think carefully about what to call me."
War God of Terra retracted a message.
"War God of Terra": "Godfather! You transmigrated too? Haha! What a coincidence!"
"War God of Terra": "Godfather! Your child suffers! My world is full of monsters—dense as ants! Way more than in the game!"
"War God of Terra": "I was chased right after I arrived. Thankfully I found the Guide. He dug a pit and we hid inside."
"War God of Terra": "Your child has been bullied by monsters! You must avenge me!"
"Super Block Man": "… Huh… Clear skies? Wow. Must be because you didn't bring chaos with you today."
"Super Block Man": "Don't be afraid, my good son. I'll help you!"
Right now Zeke was crouched in a pit with the Guide. They'd been hiding in this hellish place for who knows how long. Luckily, Terrarians didn't need food—otherwise he and the Guide would have starved to death.
As for digging tunnels slowly to explore?
Young man, have you ever seen Cave Worms with a spawn rate dozens of times higher than normal?'