[{"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-92":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},2292752,4485,"Chapter 92: Tokyo Bōsōzoku","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-92",92,"\u003Cp>“Why are you in the bathroom again? Who taught you this habit?” Su Lin glanced around the cramped space, the air thick with the mingling scents of smoke and air freshener.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To keep a low profile…” Lu Mingfei felt awkward; he’d arranged to meet Caesar at this Manba Internet Cafe, and only the bathroom offered true secrecy for teleportation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin shook his head, pulling up a new historical projection, then slipped into a fissure of history, subtly altering the projection’s appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, his own face was already famous in this world—he feared stepping outside would trigger instant prostrations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t you just… not use Harry’s face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know Hu Ge too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Su Lin simply changed his face to black hair and brown eyes—a harmless, bookish man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You just… never mind.” Lu Mingfei gave up on retorting, tucked the weightless greatsword back into his storage pouch, opened the bathroom door, and stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought you’d already reached the host club by now.” Su Lin followed behind Lu Mingfei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet!” Lu Mingfei said. “And this time, I’m definitely not going to work as a host!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate has already changed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was firm, brimming with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t want me using your historical projection to perform some thrilling acts at the host club, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin’s voice came from behind Lu Mingfei, calm and detached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mingfei turned his neck stiffly, staring in disbelief at that bookish face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You get what I mean, little cherry blossom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other slapped his back, left a smile, and walked out of the bathroom first, leaving Lu Mingfei frozen in place, heading toward the cafe’s exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Su Lin stepped out of the cafe, he saw a Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance, drawing stares from passersby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window rolled down slightly; Su Lin glanced at the occupant, opened the door, and got in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before entering, he faintly heard a new customer say: “Even rich people come to places like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone loves young students.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this guy’s pretty handsome—so this is what they mean by ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door shut, and the car began moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver up front was a tall beauty, dressed as a secretary, doubling as the chauffeur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the backseat, the man who looked exactly like Lu Mingfei said: “This place is actually an internet cafe offering special services.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I recall something about it,” Su Lin said. “How many yen does a knee pillow cost again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two thousand yen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re well-informed?” Su Lin feigned surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha, you're funny. I remember you're Zhou Mingrui—or you can call you Kleine, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you visiting our world on your own this time? Are there others? Like Su Lin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am Su Lin.” Su Lin reverted his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, I know. I did it on purpose.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver ahead, upon seeing the man’s face, nearly stomped on the accelerator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Sake no Mai, this world was growing stranger by the minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After escaping her nanny duties, her boss first brought someone who looked exactly like Lu Mingfei—no, not just similar, she felt this was Lu Mingfei himself, and the guy even called himself Lu Mingfei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boss announced he was stepping back, and from now on, this man was the big boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, the big boss demanded she wear an office suit, muttering, “In one of the routes, you seduced me exactly like this—I miss it so much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sake no Mai understood nothing. She even suspected her boss had sold her to this LSP version of Lu Mingfei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While recovering from her injuries, she saw news reports: the entity that had entered her mind during the Deep Sea incident was a god of unknown origin—a god descended to earth?! Sake no Mai felt she’d crossed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The potato girl claimed the god was one of them; she’d been skeptical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, that very god sat in the backseat chatting amiably with the LSP big boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had many questions, but her current duty was simply to be a good driver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous roar came from the side road—a blood-red Viper sports car led the pack, its engine howling like a monstrous beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind it came a line of modified heavy motorcycles!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each bike carried two or three riders, aged between teens and twenties—a gang of bōsōzoku.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Lu, did you know?” Su Lin picked up a drink, watching the outlaw bōsōzoku race past the window. “In my homeland, we have another name for them: ghost-fire youths.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re far more brutal than ghost-fire youths,” Old Lu said. “They crave thrills, willing to gamble their lives for them—impulsive, sometimes killing over a girl they fancy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Middle-aged gangsters kill for profit or honor; these kids kill because they think it’s cool.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They don’t value life, squandering it and killing at will—disgusting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Old Lu’s assessment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lin silently watched the bōsōzoku streak past; within his perception, one of them carried a faint trace of light energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, when ordinary people received the light magic Su Lin used during his ascension, the aura vanished quickly unless they had grave injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without serious wounds, light magic residue rarely lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How tragic,” Su Lin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d barely managed to reclaim their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They thought they were hunters, relying on numbers and modern weapons to stalk prey—but they didn’t realize their target was a Godzilla.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s stop here,” Su Lin said to Sake no Mai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sake no Mai glanced at her big boss, confirmed his nod, then pressed the brake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This spot is perfect.” Su Lin opened the door, watching the red Viper pull up to the cafe entrance, its trunk popping open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motorcycles behind, adorned with fiery red decals, screeched to a halt; the bōsōzoku jumped off and pulled out flamethrowers and cleavers from the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several box trucks rolled in from a distant street, blocking the main road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have sunflower seeds?” Su Lin asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Lu turned to Sake no Mai: “Do we have sunflower seeds in the car?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Rolls is rented,” Sake no Mai replied. “It only has the standard drinks and snacks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem—I’ve got some.” Su Lin pulled out three bags of sunflower seeds using his universal historical projection, then reverted his face to that harmless, bookish look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad they weren’t real sunflower seeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sake no Mai watched her big boss and this suspected “god” crouch by the roadside, cracking seeds, spitting shells carelessly onto the streets of Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at the seeds in her hand, then abandoned the urge to eat them—for the sake of elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When will he show up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heroes always appear at the last moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1113,"2026-06-20T04:17:29.700Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","726babe287cacc71992311fcaef65e192bed5893ad052e5731bfcbae1f5d51c4","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-93","i-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-chapter-91",720,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-the-system-protagonist-joined-a-cross-dimensio-cover.jpg"]