[{"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-67":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},2292727,4485,"Chapter 67: Direction","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-67",67,"\u003Cp>On an international flight from Japan to China.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the first-class cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To accommodate passengers needing rest, the cabin lights were uniformly dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far to Su Lin’s left, a passenger whispered to the flight attendant serving Su Lin: “Flight attendant, could you please bring me a blanket?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, please wait a moment,” the attendant replied softly, “Here you go, sir.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flight attendant glanced curiously at Su Lin—passengers wanting coffee at this hour were uncommon—then pushed her cart down the aisle toward the storage cabinet for blankets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin held a warm ceramic cup in his hand, lounging lazily in the spacious leather seat, gazing out the window to his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no different from what he’d seen atop Shuijing Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as remote from worldly noise, clouds as ground, golden moon hanging in the sky, stars scattered everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coffee steamed hot, its fruity aroma drifting to his nose; Su Lin gently blew on it a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a small sip—the taste was tart with a hint of sweetness, its rich fragrance spreading through his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin felt he wasn’t used to this... adding milk and sugar would suit him better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Su Lin’s first time in first class; the last time he’d flown was when he was very young, in economy, and he remembered the coffee on that flight had been Nescafé instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cup of freshly ground coffee stirred his thoughts—money’s ability to deliver differentiated service was truly enjoyable; no wonder some people chased wealth, just to afford things ordinary folks could never enjoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this matter, Su Lin was genuinely grateful for the funding provided by Lu Mingze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he could fly there himself, it would be troublesome and exhausting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every journey eventually reaches its end; there’s no need to rush. It’s not yet time to fight for every second—better to savor the scenery along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from Cassel and certain bloodline families possessing black-tech, this era was just like the world he’d lived in ten years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, Su Lin remembered he’d just graduated junior high? Or was it third year?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too long ago—he couldn’t recall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was now flying to China in this world to fulfill the first agreement made with another Lu Mingfei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to complete the transaction, then spend some time exploring this era from ten years ago; time keeps moving forward, so when such an opportunity arises, cherish it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Fortunately...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin pulled a piece of paper from his black coat, on which several addresses were written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Most of these bloodline families have relocated to a single city.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As people climb upward and water flows downward, these beings who already surpass ordinary humans naturally have higher standards for their living environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That’ll save me a few trips.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin adjusted his seat to 270°, placed his feet on the footrest, closed his eyes, and began to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Lu Mingfei in Tokyo was staring blankly at his private chat log.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin: “That’s it—I’ve fled back to China. Don’t contact me for a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei: “?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin: “Sayonara~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei: “??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin: “Almost forgot—when you shoot your Tokyo Love Story, remember to call me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei: “????”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to China? You crossed worlds to go back to China?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fled? You need to flee? Even if Cassel came in full force, you wouldn’t need to run!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell are you doing, bro? Don’t mess with me! Oki Masamichi is still pretending to be a benevolent old yakuza boss, plotting how to drag all three of us down with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei wondered how he, a slacker, would survive now that the main character had fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t feel much pressure—whatever, if things got bad, he’d just go to another world and establish his Foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you reach the mountain, a path will appear; when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things must be done by oneself; one can’t always rely on others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Su Lin slacked off and hadn’t yet established his Foundation, Lu Mingfei was still invincible in Tokyo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If all else failed, he could always find Lu Mingze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time to go, Lu Mingfei,” Caesar patted Lu Mingfei’s shoulder, breaking his daydream: “You’ve been out of it all day, just wandering Akihabara—you need a proper rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei shook his head like a rattle drum, “Thanks, President. I think I’m just hungry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Genji Shishio gave a few instructions to Yabuki Sakura, who nodded, picked up her phone, and began dialing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over and said to the three: “There’s no further value in staying here to investigate—the ingredients have been replaced with fresh ones, and the reception is ready. Would you honor us with your presence?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, let’s go,” Caesar led the way toward the helicopter on the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go, Senior Brother,” Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Genji Shishio sighed and hurried to catch up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the banquet\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guests and hosts alike enjoyed themselves; after a few drinks, the men established a preliminary rapport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodline families always found common ground in conversation, especially about their tragic childhoods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From childhood memories, to romantic partners, to life goals, to their overall outlook on life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least tonight was one of Genji Shishio’s more relaxed moments in recent days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly realized these three idiots weren’t so bad after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, during the itinerary discussion, Caesar Cattus proposed: “I’m not interested in any of those things you mentioned—why not take us to see the real Japanese yakuza?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the crimson Ferrari FF roared down the elevated highway, its high-displacement engine howling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, they had a designated driver—they didn’t rely on bloodline physicality to drive drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yabuki Sakura, as the driver, navigated the car skillfully through traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her excellent driving earned praise from everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei sat in the backseat; he wasn’t particularly looking forward to what came next, but he hadn’t expected that even with an hour’s delay, Genji Shishio would still lead them to that street...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, there was only a nerdy, not entirely evil middle-school delinquent who loved manga—he was just killing time and posed no real threat to the manga shop, only breaking yakuza rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor guy, like Qing Tong Wu shouting solo on the public channel, only to face five professional players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All five of them decided to solo you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei resolved to stay silent this time, unlike in the novel where he embarrassed himself—too awkward... reading his own drunken lines in the novel, he felt he could dig a castle with his toes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only difference was, as the car neared its destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was covered in blood and weapons; people were cleaning up the aftermath of a gang battle, distant sirens wailing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered—two yakuza factions were scheduled to fight here tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two logistics-based gangs clashed here over territory,” Genji Shishio explained from the front passenger seat. “It’s over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flashing ambulance lights illuminated a vehicle parked roadside; medical staff strained to lift a stretcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On it lay a young man in a black suit, his sleeve torn open, revealing a lion tattoo—the blade had precisely sliced across the lion’s eye; medics had wrapped a bandage around the wound, blood seeping through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei watched out the window as raindrops fell, washing away the crimson blood; sticks, knives, and swords lay scattered across the concrete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Streetlamp light reflected in puddles, appearing like mirrors from afar; up close, the puddles held mud, sand, and reflections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether they arrived an hour late or not, the two gangs would still fight for profit, for survival—someone had to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they were trapped in this class, struggling within their predetermined circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Resources...’ Lu Mingfei suddenly recalled Su Lin’s idle chat when he first arrived at Shuijing Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They might pause for an hour, forced by the authority of the Genji clan head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the final outcome wouldn’t change...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was destined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s over.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei glanced at Genji Shishio in the front, recalling his words, then looked out the window at the wreckage along the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It won’t change...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The restlessness and unease, the confidence and optimism since returning from the other world, were doused like a bucket of cold water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back in the Ferrari FF’s rear seat, silently watching the window, waiting for the bookstore that was bound to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people destined to meet.\u003C\u002Fp>",1410,"2026-06-20T04:17:29.700Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2a33f2a3687a07e5c12e25ea3a8c911b30d0dbdb14b46a012868d487cfe24de2","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-68","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-66",720,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-cover.jpg"]