Chapter 443: Joining the Group…

As for Drago’s actions…

Im laughed bitterly with rage, rising from her throne and pointing at Drago: “I actually thought Itachi were some once-in-a-millennium genius, but now that I see Itachi…”

“Itachi’re utterly stupid!”

Being scolded so harshly by Im, Drago felt uneasy—could it be that Im truly didn’t care about money at all, and found even these things beneath her notice?

“If that’s the case, then forget I said anything…”

“Arrange the wedding date immediately—I can’t wait a single moment longer!”

Im and Drago spoke at the same time, then stared at each other in shock.

“Didn’t Itachi just refuse?”

Drago frowned, puzzled.

“Huh~”

Im took a deep breath, silently wondering how this fool Drago had even managed to gather a team and form the Revolutionary Army.

Weary, she waved her hand weakly and said:

“Even now, I still don’t understand why the chat group chose Itachi… Forget it. We must integrate the entire world at the fastest possible speed.”

“We must purge the seas as thoroughly as possible, and adjust the world’s atmosphere to align with the chat group’s active members—or, as much as we can, ensure the world’s development satisfies the group’s owner, that special transmigrator.”

“Then, when the wedding takes place, we’ll leave a better impression on your group members!”

Im adjusted her emotions and slowly explained everything to Drago.

Undeniably, compared to the unreliable revolutionary leader Drac, Im’s wisdom, honed over an immense span of time, is clearly more dependable.

In a short time, she had sorted through all her thoughts and identified the most critical task they needed to accomplish now—

The chaotic, filthy Pirate Age clearly clashed violently with the personalities of the many group members Drago had passed on to her.

If something displeasing happened during the wedding, Drago might be fine, but the losses to their world would be enormous!

At the level of the chat group’s owner, Pure Mei ·Hermes, Im suspected that even a slight displeasure from such a grandmaster could trigger celestial collapse and earth-shattering disaster.

Even if, out of respect for Drago, no overt damage occurred, the invisible losses from a grandmaster’s displeasure would still be unbearable for this world…

Ignoring Drago’s offline interactions, the chat group’s conversation continued.

Luo Qianqiu: “It’s a pity Han Yi and Kage are both offline right now—it feels awkward chatting without them.”

Luo Qianqiu: “Hermes, when do Itachi think they’ll reach a resolution?”

Kage is still struggling against the Black Calamity, and Han Yi is locked in a final battle with Tianming—they’re both temporarily unable to log in, making her genuinely uncomfortable.

Hermes: “It should be soon. With the hidden pieces Itachi quietly planted, Han Yi’s stalemate with Tianming will soon be broken—crushing them is only a matter of time.”

Neither of them directly intervened, nor could they reasonably do so.

At this critical stage of Dao-certification, any external interference could cause Li Han Yi’s efforts to fail utterly.

But…

What if, at the crucial moment, Li Han Yi experienced a sudden epiphany?

Or, perhaps their duel caused fluctuations in the laws of that realm, creating an opening in Tianming?

…

In short, for Hermes and Luo Qianqiu, solutions always outnumbered difficulties.

Hermes: “What about Kage?”

Hermes: “The Black Calamity is a valuable asset—Fanes certainly won’t waste it all at once.”

Hermes: “After this wave passes, Kage’s situation will temporarily stabilize.”

The Infinite Tree Sea Multiverse clearly dwarfs the Type-Moon world in scale.

Kage’s Cosmic Light offered the Black Calamity the hope of Witnessing—a breakthrough from nothing to something, granting those abandoned, trapped in black fate, a possibility.

Then Fanes pushed forward.

Human History·Fanes, the loving mother, used the vast resources now tilting from the Infinite Tree Sea Multiverse to give these mere illusions a chance at 【gestation】.

The Black Tower’s Multiverse Simulator provided powerful technical support for Fanes’s actions, and with Hermes’s tacit approval, this allowed the scene where Kage, wielding Muramasa, charged into the dungeon…

In truth, Hermes had always found it strange: the bizarre worldview of the Type-Moon world, with its miserly resource allocation, clearly lacked the boldness of a true multiverse.

How could an infinite multiverse, in maintaining the main trunk of Human History, constantly prune so-called failed branches—and even spawn what are called Anomalous Zones—due to resource constraints?

But when Hermes last entered the Type-Moon world, he confirmed it truly possessed a multiverse framework.

Even more so—

The existence of the Root Vortex proved that the Type-Moon world was indeed multilayered…

Hermes felt a nagging suspicion—something about the Type-Moon world felt strangely off.

Forget it. I’ll find an opportunity later to visit the Thirty-Three Heavens of Type-Moon, or Eden, and chat a bit to gather some intel.

Luo Qianqiu: “Good. Without Kage as a chat partner, it just feels weird.”

Hermes: “...So if chatting feels awkward, why don’t Itachi hurry up and add new members?”

Hermes: “It’s been this long, and Itachi still have so few members—is the chat group even going to grow?”

As a chat group, its growth naturally depends on its members; too few members inevitably slow its development.

Lately, Hermes had noticed the chat group’s growth rate had slowed considerably.

This worried Hermes, who had been observing and studying it closely.

If the chat group develops too slowly, where will he find such a perfect research specimen?

Such a thing, allowing him to freely observe—and even tacitly permitting him to study its core essence—

Precisely because the chat group was so generous, Hermes had grown deeply invested in its progress.

Luo Qianqiu: “Do Itachi think I don’t want to add members?”

Luo Qianqiu: “But the prospective members the chat group sent me? None of them are truly suitable!”

Luo Qianqiu: “Our chat group’s atmosphere is good now—if we add someone with incompatible values, won’t it turn into a mess?”

Here, Luo Qianqiu also felt frustrated.