Chapter 2

It wasn't anything else; compared to others, the number of times Daoist Zhang Sanfeng appeared in literary works was simply too great—whether wuxia, xianxia, or even historical fiction. Who knew which version of Daoist Zhang Sanfeng this was.

After pondering for a moment, Su Han also decided to speak up. He didn’t bother with some flashy online name. He logged in directly as Su Xiao.

Su Xiao: "Everyone, welcome to the Hyperspace Guild."

The moment Su Han entered, the entire chat group instantly fell silent. The reason was very simple—there was an extremely conspicuous mark before Su Han’s name.

Guild Master!

Without needing to look, it was clear that Su Han was likely the founder of this Hyperspace Guild.

Tony Not the Richest: "Looks like the real master has finally shown up! Since you pulled me in, you must already know who I am, right? I have to admit, your ability is impressive! Though still a tiny bit weaker than mine. If your goal was to demonstrate your skill and get hired into Stark Industries, then congratulations—you've succeeded."

Su Xiao: "..."

Be My Son: "Stark Industries? What's that? I've never heard such a strange name in my life. Oraaaaaa! Still, you people are quite interesting. By the way, wanna be my son?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat: "Super perverted old man! Who starts by making someone your son right off the bat?! And I'm a girl, you know!"

Be My Son: "A girl? That's no problem either! Then come be my daughter instead... But your name is odd. Could you be the user of the Zoan-type Human-Human Fruit, Model: Fallen Angel? If you really possess that fruit's power, then I should know your name."

Tony Is Not the Richest: "..."

Tony Is Not the Richest: "I've never seen someone actually try to become my father! State your name and address—I'll grant you an elegant death!"

Daoist Zhang Sanfeng: "Harmony is most valuable in all matters! There's no need for such aggression, everyone."

Su Han watched their exchange with a blank expression. Clearly, these people were experts at dodging the topic—within moments they'd veered completely off course.

A trace of distress flickered across Su Han’s face as he let out a long sigh. "Can't these guys focus on what actually matters?"

Sighing, Su Han activated full mute. Instantly, the world became quiet.

Su Xiao: "Please speak rationally! If this kind of irrational behavior continues, don’t blame me for issuing a 29-day individual mute! After I lift the mute, you may ask questions—but no more demanding addresses, hiring assassins, or randomly adopting sons… Though if one is willing to hit and the other willing to take it, I won’t say anything."

After speaking, Su Han lifted the mute.

Su Xiao: "Please speak rationally, everyone! If such irrational behavior occurs again, don't blame me for issuing a 29-day mute penalty. After I lift the mute, you may ask questions—but no asking for addresses, hiring killers, or randomly adopting sons... Though of course, if one is willing to beat and the other willing to be beaten, I won't say anything."

Soon, Tony Is Not the Richest spoke first.

Tony Is Not the Richest: "You want me to ask questions? First question—what exactly is that virtual guild interface? Can you explain it? Is this virtual reality, or something else entirely?"

Tony Stark hadn’t originally been an easily agitated person, but as the top billionaire in the Marvel universe, pride came naturally. While he held goodwill in his heart, that didn’t make him some naive do-gooder.

Anyone daring to bully him would quickly learn what true cruelty meant.

Tony Stark had initially dismissed the matter with arrogant confidence.

But just earlier, inside his own mansion, he’d specifically instructed his AI, JARVIS, to scan himself.

Unfortunately, JARVIS detected nothing unusual about the guild projection in his mind. This immediately set Tony on high alert.

Undeniably, JARVIS was one of Tony Stark’s greatest masterpieces.

In the Marvel Earth, JARVIS could infiltrate government networks without detection—a terrifying capability.

If this guild communication in his mind were merely virtual reality, there was no way it could escape JARVIS’s detection.

Thus, Tony Stark began to suspect he might truly be facing a supernatural phenomenon. As the richest man in the Marvel universe, he knew from experience that the world wasn’t as simple as it appeared.

Su Xiao: "Strictly speaking, the so-called Extra-Dimensional Guild isn’t just some ordinary gaming guild—it’s a super guild spanning infinite worlds. Something like that…"

Tony Is Not the Richest: "???"

If he hadn’t been completely clueless about the nature of the Extra-Dimensional Guild, he’d have already started cursing.

Did they really think he was some uneducated fool? Did they believe he didn’t understand what 'spanning infinite worlds' even meant?

He might believe it if they said it was a crystallization created by some cosmic super-civilization. But 'spanning infinite worlds'? Were they mocking him?

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Hmm, a super guild spanning infinite worlds? That’s somewhat believable. But what puzzles me is why you say '大概 (roughly)'? President! Shouldn’t you be the one who knows best?"

Su Xiao: "To be honest… I don’t even know how I became president. It was莫名其妙 (completely inexplicable), suddenly appointed. And the information I have about this guild isn’t necessarily more than yours…"

Tony Is Not the Richest: "You’re obviously faking it. Somehow you’ve bizarrely connected in strange ways. Seriously, I’m done talking with you clowns. You think it’s that easy to scam me? I’ve got a meeting soon—peace out."

Aside from Tony, the others held mixed feelings toward this so-called Extra-Dimensional Guild connecting infinite worlds. Given their knowledge, they simply couldn’t explain what the guild actually was.

Su Han remained calm—he could roughly guess Tony Stark’s thoughts.

Tony’s disdain stemmed from the fact that the Marvel world’s technological tree was already terrifyingly advanced. And Tony Stark himself was the foremost genius in that world. To him, projecting images into the mind like the guild interface wasn’t impossible.

The only thing giving him pause was JARVIS’s inability to detect it—but even that could be explained by superior shielding technology beyond his imagination.

Su Han sat in his room, chin resting on his hand, utterly distressed.

"Damn it… If these people really are figures from countless worlds, couldn’t I just swindle a bit of their technology, cultivation techniques, or various treasures? Wouldn’t that be great?"

Let alone the technology in Tony Stark’s hands.

The tech controlled by Tony could utterly dominate the cultivation world he currently inhabited.

It wasn’t that Tony himself was inherently that powerful—it was because Tony specialized in technology, while the spiritual energy world he was now in had clearly taken a wrong turn technologically.

The real powerhouses in the spiritual energy world were cultivators; the world didn’t even have nuclear weapons.

Therefore, saying Tony’s technology far surpassed that of this spiritual energy cultivation world wasn’t an exaggeration.

Moreover, Su Han had other ideas.

If “be my son” really referred to Whitebeard from the One Piece world, then teaching him Armament Haki and Observation Haki—or even sending over a Devil Fruit—would be amazing.

He couldn’t cultivate spiritual energy, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t learn Haki!

If he could eat a Logia-type fruit, life would be blissful.

Though he wasn’t sure whether high-level spiritual masters or grandmasters could harm Logia-type users,

against ordinary spiritual adepts and practitioners, a Logia-type user could definitely dominate them.

Just as Su Han was lost in thought, a crisp, cold voice rang beside his ear.

"Ding! Leader Privilege Activated—Memory Replica Transmission Available!"