[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio":3,"chapter-i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-657":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I, the System Protagonist, Joined a Cross-Dimensional Chat Group",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2293317,4485,"Chapter 657: Old Mo and the Sea (Please Refresh)","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-657",657,"\u003Cp>At dawn, Su Lin had just woken up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slipped on slippers, rose, and walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at his face in the mirror—still the most handsome in the universe today—he tried to remove the Heavenly Will’s enhancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long scar emerged, stretching from his forehead down to his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like his handsomeness had split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin rubbed his face to repair it, deciding not to overthink on such a rare day off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was Sunday—the Sunday when God was absent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paid little attention to the male Primordial Mother Sacred Body who had just crossed over, panting in the corner of the room, his chest heaving, eyes glazed, and face twisted in utter confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wiped his face with a towel, donned his pajamas, opened his door, and stepped into the Type-Moon universe’s Earth, Fuyuki City, Emiya Residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Liang Tian Zun, good morning, young disciples,” Su Lin said, making the sign of the cross over his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by a gaggle of chattering children, he took a handful of candy from history and placed it on the table, trading it for the TV remote from the golden-haired girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He propped his chin on one hand, elbow resting on the tatami, legs tucked under the kotatsu for warmth, and switched the TV to the local morning news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No gas explosions lately?” Su Lin mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such peace. By the way, what’s for breakfast today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mexican tortilla with salmon, and a divine fruit salad with Holy Bee Royal Honey—should I fry you a youtiao or boil you some noodles?” asked Emiya Shirou, busy in the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. Just pack an extra portion,” Su Lin replied, switching the channel to the anime station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh~ So you’re bringing it to your bedmate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Illya, sitting upright on the seat of honor with knees bent, grew curious: “I heard from Shirou that you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should delete this instinct to gossip from primate genes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you so nosy at such a young age?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My legal age already allows me to marry Shirou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then go marry him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shirou, did you hear that?! That’s a divine decree from heaven!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Illya immediately pivoted, turning toward the figure in the kitchen, slapping the table with her small hands:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s time to resurrect Mom and Dad—we’re going back to the Einzbern home in Germany!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kirschtaria is a son-in-law, so you’re an adopted son of the Einzbern family!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arranged marriage customs are deeply harmful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin once again felt the need to reform customs and spread new norms—but today, he’d let it slide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I agree with the first part, but moving to Einzbern?” Emiya Shirou’s lip twitched as he packed breakfasts into bento boxes one by one and sent them off via the Universal Knowledge Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried Su Lin’s portion in a plastic bag and placed it before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin struggled to crawl out from under the kotatsu, took the bag, glanced around, and sighed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m still amazed we can film a family drama like ‘My Family Has Kids’ in Fuyuki.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whose fault do you think it is?” Emiya Shirou said with a cold smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not a workday. No need for formalities,” Su Lin waved dismissively, taking his breakfast and leaving: “If you set a date, burn the wedding invitation to me at the Fuyuki Church.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The wedding invitation isn’t the point, though?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emiya Shirou’s voice startled Saber, who was hungry, Rin Tohsaka, who had low morning blood pressure, and Sakura Matou, who had just returned from grocery shopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They caught the keyword: “marriage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emiya’s cheerful, chaotic day had begun again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad Su Lin had no time today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But luckily, he could watch the recording next time he returned to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin closed the bedroom door on Water Mirror Peak, placed a breakfast box before Huai Shi, and asked with hopeful, reassuring tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got knife-slashed or locked in the basement?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He resembled a priest in a confessional, naturally inspiring trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I’m wanted by the Present Realm,” Huai Shi still sounded confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk. No rivers of blood?” Su Lin felt today’s breakfast lacked seasoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Almost rivers of blood,” Huai Shi said, still shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the silent Final Bell rang out, before the gaze from the Hell Horde manifested, before the Continuity Institute and the Administration took action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with the emergency, Huai Shi employed the eternal tactic:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Crash, Withdraw, Sell, Flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately pinged everyone in the chat group for help, then clicked each avatar and frantically used Cross-Domain Charms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, all factions chose observation first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was planning to sleep in today,” Su Lin said, snapping his chopsticks open, lifting a piece of Creation Gold into the air to feed it, then finally beginning his breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt something was missing from Water Mirror Peak, but couldn’t recall what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After scanning the sea of clouds around Water Mirror Peak through the window, gazing at the rising sun for a while, he finally checked his phone game—the one he hadn’t cleared his daily stamina for in days:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has my disciple who handles farming for the sect not returned yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sent to the Heavenly God Sect as an exchange student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi had just snapped out of the hallucination of salmon using its tail to slap its own face in a Mexican cornfield, when Su Lin’s second game caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even stop the crow from stealing his breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched as Su Lin logged in, claimed his return reward, then pulled a card from the portrait frame of Bai Zunzhe on the bedside table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why the hell is Bai Zunzhe’s photo framed on his bedside?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought vanished instantly—he saw three golden lights flash in a ten-pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin switched games, checked the gacha pool in Star Rail, and planned to save his ticket for his own Jesus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you send me a copy of that photo?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Divine Power · Divine Freedom — Catastrophe · Bai Di Zi (SSR) was about to be rerun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve got one ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi set down his chopsticks, treasured the photo like a priceless relic, devoured his breakfast in haste, and returned from the final illusion of his clothes tearing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrifying. Emiya, the Master Chef.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next time I enter the Cooking Demon Competition, I’ll bring you—will there even be a next time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi stepped out of the blissful culinary painting of “Old Mo and the Sea,” his eyes glazing over again, his thoughts growing chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tong Ji… took a resurrection artifact from here before?” Huai Shi asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin thought for a moment, not looking up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She asked me where to buy the cheapest resurrection artifact. So I casually crafted one for her—the ‘Elegy.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the perspective of alchemy and mysticism, it was a gift from the Creator—a miracle of resurrection, true redemption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin lowered his phone slightly, glancing at him: “What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi laughed bitterly: “That resurrection artifact—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment he returned from death, reborn in a temporary six-winged divine form, Huai Shi felt a gaze more direct than curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner of that gaze emerged from the deepest hell, a black sacred light and circular sigil resonating with him, attempting to use him as a conduit to cross the abyss and sing the hymn of paradise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why Huai Shi thought he should flee first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, his and the crow’s plan was to pull off something flashy: first, shed his skin, make “Huai Shi” vanish from public view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d become a celebrity so famous even the Continuity Institute wanted to invite him for tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d planned to visit the Russian Federation; now he was a top-priority wanted criminal tied to the Element of Destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi took a deep breath and looked at Su Lin: “Due to some resonance with mythic power—or something else—I wanted to ask about that resurrection artifact—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Rancher?” Su Lin put down his phone, bewildered: “That doesn’t make sense. I’m from the Slavic mythos.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Huai Shi doubted his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The ultimate crystallization of Slavic mythic civilization.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin pointed at himself with his thumb: “The dual unity of White God Belobog and Black God Chernobog.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine thought manifested, as if self-attesting, materializing the laws along with the traces of ancient ages:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[From the chaotic ocean emerged a giant, bringing the World Egg, sprouting the World Tree, upon which the oldest gods were born; the gods created all things, thus beginning the first chapter of the Mythic Age.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But prosperity was fleeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Factions rose and fell, wars never ceased, the world decayed, and salvation was futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The compassionate, gentle Light God and the cold, final Dark God, in a dead false world, received the sacrifices of the dead and merged into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the true “He” was born.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi seemed to see the figure emerging from an eternal frozen wasteland, merging with the image of Su Lin before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those overlapping laws bore a striking resemblance to the Slavic gods Kostchei and Baba Yaga he had once seen aboard the escape vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So do you understand now?” Su Lin patted Huai Shi’s shoulder and walked out: “It’s not my resurrection coin that’s faulty—it’s you who has a problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, I’ve got something to take care of.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin left the room, its walls plastered with Irene’s posters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi opened his mouth, his logic in chaos; after struggling for a long while, he finally snapped back and said: “What’s wrong with me?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crow gave Huai Shi a look of pity reserved for mentally disabled children: “Poor kid, he’s led you astray.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never even wanted to find a problem!” Huai Shi retorted. “I just wanted to figure out what that resurrection artifact was about!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, it’s fascinating—the Russian lineage and the Rancher’s grudge nearly tore each other’s brains out, yet here’s another identical entity popping up in another world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crow clicked its tongue, relishing the analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi: “Where’s the money I spent on the resurrection artifact?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crow: “If those Russians found out, their faces would be priceless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi: “Hey.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s nothing we can do if the plan fell through,” the crow sighed. “Isn’t that what they always say in Dongxia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s my money!? Why did you go to some sketchy little workshop!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi’s gaze looked ready to devour the wicked woman alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered handing the Resurrection Artifact of the Creator King to the crow, who said his current strength couldn’t handle something so powerful, so he should sell it and use the difference to buy the cheapest one available.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t we just not have that kind of money back then?” The crow rubbed its head with its wing, sheepishly saying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis figured, why spend when you can get something free? A kind soul gave it to us—better than paying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the rest of the money?” Huai Shi pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I used it to order some materials from the Omniverse Knowledge Mall,” the crow put down its wing, blinking innocently. “Used it all up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The reason you didn’t explode from all those weird potions you drank in the Marvel world? Those were the auxiliary herbs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis spent every single penny on you—only kept a few scraps for my own little hobbies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just a few scraps.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huai Shi rolled his eyes, fell silent for a long while, then suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to bang his head against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d believed the lies of this wasteful woman!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin hadn’t lied—he really did have something to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t until he left Shuijing Peak that his non-stick pan detection system finally stopped alerting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Lin, have you had breakfast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victoria waved to him from the domed garden, surrounded by grimoires and greenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, good morning, Lady Victoria,” Su Lin replied politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned the area for the annoying witch who’d summoned him here—but not only was there no classic skin, not a single other skin could be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s taking Dad to visit a place called Zhutian City. The world really is strange—I even feel like my own journey ended too soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victoria sipped her tea, smiling with half-closed eyes: “But why have you changed how you address me again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Su Lin sat on the sofa opposite, mentally preparing himself: “Mother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha,” Victoria set down her teacup and smiled. “I should thank you as a mother—for what you did regarding those several Irenes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re too kind—I didn’t do anything,” Su Lin replied with his standard smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come to think of it,” Victoria’s eyes flickered with worry, “I feel sorry for the parents of all the other daughters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before letting her travel alone, I made three rules with her—but none of these daughters are easy to manage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t meddle in others’ affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t think you’re so powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come home—return with your spirit fully restored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victoria lifted her head, gazing at the enamel glass ceiling, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“While spending time with those children yesterday, I wondered—if my Irene had faced those dangers, would I regret letting her go on this journey?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shouldn’t regret supporting your child’s decision,” Su Lin smiled. “But as a parent, you’d naturally feel heartache.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes...” Victoria lowered her gaze, nodded, and said: “Thinking about it now is pointless. But regarding your child’s decision—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Su Lin felt a scrutinizing, complex gaze—and unconsciously adjusted his posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin did not know why, but he felt a scrutinizing and complex gaze, causing him to unconsciously straighten his posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must really like Irene.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victoria gave a weary smile: “But you don’t have any designs on the other Irenes, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victoria smiled wryly and said, “But you don’t have any intention of targeting the other Irene, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin was utterly confused. After observing his expression, Victoria’s gaze grew even more complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, while chatting alone with the traumatized Irene—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d seen some posters. The key point was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just one room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than one.\u003C\u002Fp>",2345,"2026-06-20T04:17:33.470Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","dbd1b6dfdf7eac4a7d11f538df6fedb6724638a5dfaf580bcd1761de1d1a8bf6","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-658","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-656",720,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-cover.jpg"]