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Chat Group: My Multiverse Gacha System

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What happens when the trailblazing heroes of the Astral Express, the legendary Traveler of Teyvat, and the master Proxies of New Eridu are suddenly connected? The answer lies in the mysterious Cross-Dimensional Chat Group! Out of nowhere, Stelle, Lumine, and Belle find themselves appointed as administrators of a miraculous system that bridges their universes. With features ranging from interdimensional storage to a magical gacha pool that grants reality-bending items, the boundaries of their worlds are shattered forever. Armed with points earned from daily banter and check-ins, the group members begin drawing unimaginable cheats. Paimon obtains a rule-altering wrench capable of purifying ancient karmic corruption, while Stelle learns heaven-defying martial arts, and the Proxy siblings acquire elemental Devil Fruits. When a deadly Hollow disaster threatens New Eridu and the Abyss encroaches upon Natlan's Night Kingdom, these cross-dimensional comrades unite, forming an unstoppable rescue squad that defies the very laws of their realities. As the chat group levels up, the missions become increasingly perilous, drawing the attention of ancient gods, Abyssal horrors, and hidden conspirators across the multiverse. With new members joining and the system revealing even more overpowered functions, the ultimate crossover adventure has just begun. But who created this omnipotent chat group, and what dark, multiversal threat are they being prepared to face? [Raw: 连接原铁绝的聊天群] [TAGS & CATEGORY] Category: Fanfiction - Video Games Tags: Action, Adventure, System, Transmigration, Overpowered, Face-slapping, Cultivation, Magic, Weak to Strong, Evolution Topic: #GENSHINIMPACT #HONKAISTARRAIL #ZENLESSZONEZERO #CHATGROUP #CROSSOVER
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