Chapter 31: New Members Join the Group

From then on, Su Lin developed a habit of saving for a long time to come.

Stop smoking, just go back to bricklaying like a good boy.

A few days later, Su Lin sat in Wangshu Pavilion with one leg crossed, studying spells and occasionally checking the group chat.

The group chat was buzzing today, even though it was 3 a.m.

Xiao Yan: “Young man, let me tell you, harem—harem is the true path, do you understand? Who cares about her route or future? Joining this group is about changing your future! In the past you could only pick one—listen to your brother Xiao, take them all.”

Emiya Shirou: “Wait… weren’t we just talking about how to purify the Holy Grail?”

Xiao Yan: “That’s why I’m telling you—harem! Do you understand the value of a Happy End?!”

Xiao Yan: “Actually, why not go the hidden route? I really like Xun’er calling me ‘Brother Xiao Yan,’ hehehe.”

Emiya Shirou: “What hidden route?”

Xiao Yan: “That little girl named Illya.”

That’s brutal.

Ye Fan: “Brother Xiao Yan, how have you been these past few years? Xun’er’s at Jia Nan Academy—I miss… I miss… wanting to chop you up~.”

Luffy: “What’s a harem? Is it tasty?”

Su Lin: “In a certain sense, it is.”

Emiya Shirou: “......”

Emiya Shirou was making breakfast at home, glancing back at Saber.

I’ll get chopped to death.

If I hadn’t joined this group, which path would I have taken?

“Shirou?” Saber noticed Emiya Shirou’s gaze.

“Ah, nothing.”

Emiya Shirou turned back to continue cooking breakfast.

Joining the group happened the night before in this world—after Lancer pierced my heart with a spear, I was saved by Tohsaka Rin, stumbled home half-conscious, and tried to check what this group chat appearing in my vision was, only to be dragged into the Holy Grail War ritual.

Group members from all worlds, and my own world and experiences turned into manga—apparently even anime and games exist.

Thanks to this group, Emiya Shirou learned his future in advance.

Knowing all the reasons and his future, Emiya Shirou felt anger and resentment, desperate to save his junior, end the Holy Grail War, and rescue his adoptive father’s biological daughter.

But his power is limited; even knowing that his parallel self grew stronger, he’s still just a novice magician.

Not to mention there’s a future version of himself constantly watching him from Tohsaka’s side.

Still, he wasn’t overly worried.

Though only two days had passed in this world, he crossed over daily to train for three full months in other worlds before returning.

Everyone was kind and willing to help him train.

They were just a bit unserious.

Xiao Yan: “@Ye Fan brother, I was just joking. Don’t tell Xun’er I said any of this.”

Ye Fan: “Pfft.”

Ye Fan: “Besides Xu Xian, you’re the second man I, Ye Fan, admire—dare you do it but not take responsibility?”

Xiao Yan: “Nothing’s happened yet—how dare you smear my reputation?!”

Ye Fan: “I saw with my own eyes how you tussled with Xiao Yixian and Yun Yun in the novel before joining the group.”

Xiao Yan: “That wasn’t tussling! That… that was just a coincidence, yes, a coincidence! The novel doesn’t count! My heart belongs solely to Xun’er now!”

Su Lin: “Aren’t you going to keep your lovely Xiao Xiao? Such a cute daughter.”

Ye Fan: “Unworthy of being a father!”

Xiao Yan: “I’ve got something to do—I’m logging off.”

In a corner of the future, the Infinite Flame Realm.

Xiao Yan, now the Supreme Master, guarded the alchemical furnace while chatting leisurely with his wife.

Suddenly, he sensed a slight ripple in the river of time concerning his past.

“Huh?” What memory is this? Did the timeline branch?

In the group chat, the troublemaking Xiao Yan retreated offline after being verbally overwhelmed.

Han Li: “Don’t listen to Xiao Yan’s nonsense. You should be cautious now. Even with the group’s help, your foundational skills are still weak—your top priority is improving your strength.”

“Why are you grinning so lewdly, Ye Zi?”

Pang Bo scratched his head, puzzled.

“My wholesaler will have stock soon—I’ll take you to make a fortune, hehehe.”

“You mean that Japanese red-haired kid you brought before?”

Earlier, Ye Fan had brought over a Japanese man named Emiya Shirou and trained him by his side for three months.

Yesterday, no one saw him—Ye Fan said he went back.

Somehow, his cultivation methods and other aspects felt strange.

“I’m leaving for a while—until then, you and Black Emperor just…”

Pang Bo nodded without asking why—he trusted Ye Fan unconditionally.

The group announcement of the Multiverse Chat Group suddenly flashed a notification.

【Chat Group Notification: Lu Mingfei joined the group, Zhongli joined the group, Kleine Moretti joined the group】

Su Lin paused, set down the jade tablet, and looked at the group notification.

After six months, new members had joined again.

In truth, to him, these newcomers were also “acquaintances.”

Su Lin sometimes wondered if he’d meet people he didn’t know.

After all, the world is vast.

Maybe someday someone will join pretending to be a prophet.

Thinking about it was kind of fun.

Zhongli: “How marvelous—never imagined such a wonder existed.”

Lu Mingfei: “Chat group? Is this some Tencent thing?”

Kleine hurried to the bathroom, returned to the Mist, performed divination, confirmed he wasn’t corrupted by an Outer God, then dared to speak—he’d thought he was hallucinating.

Kleine: “You said that Tencent—does it charge money…?”

Lu Mingfei: “It’ll chase you asking if you want to buy Q-coins.”

Kleine: “I understand.”

Su Lin: “I understand too.”

Ye Fan: “Those who get it, get it.”

Xiao Yan: “So many victims, wuwuwu.”

Zhongli: “Tencent, Q-coins—what are these?”

Luffy: “Is it tasty?”

Su Lin uploaded “Dragon Raja,” “The Master of the Mystery,” and “Genshin Impact Setting Collection.”

For “The Master of the Mystery,” Su Lin deleted and redacted parts, spending three hours total, checking repeatedly before sending it to the group.

He instructed Kleine to read it atop the Mist, to avoid missing anything—if he saw anything he shouldn’t, remember to erase the memory before leaving the Mist.

Two days after Su Lin uploaded the novel and game settings to the group.

After reading the stories related to their own paths:

Lu Mingfei: “I don’t wanna play anymore. Destroy it all—next wish, let Lu Mingze destroy the world.”

Kleine: “I need a vacation—if this book’s right, I’m worse off than a 007 work schedule.”

Xiao Yan: “A life with extremely high nonsense content.”

Zhongli: “A brilliant yet perilous world—I salute you, pioneer of the future path.”

Zhongli sipped tea in reality, then continued reading others’ stories.

This was more interesting than today’s opera.

As for his own story, ignore the game settings—he could just try their so-called “games” on phones himself later.

Emiya Shirou: “The world depicted in ‘Dragon Raja’ isn’t friendly to the protagonist.”

After reading “Dragon Raja,” Emiya Shirou felt a strange sense of suffocation.

Lu Mingfei: “I’ve watched FSN game videos—in a way, your dozens of bad endings aren’t much better.”

Emiya Shirou: “?”

Lu Mingfei: “You’re not doing too badly.”

Emiya Shirou nearly choked on his food.

Is it really that bad? Those three paths are only part of the future.

Cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.