Gu Beichen was a transmigrator who had just turned 20 this year.
He had lived in the Pokémon World for a full twenty years, blessed with exceptional talent and unmatched strength.
As a Champion-level Trainer, he commanded powerful Pokémon like Garchomp and Gardevoir.
Just yesterday, he had stepped down from his Champion position, passing it on to his girlfriend, Cynthia.
He was also the founder of Beichen Group, a company specializing in the research and development of space equipment and energy cubes.
At the age of five, he had awakened his Superpower.
With his extraordinary comprehension, he had elevated it to the peak of Champion level in just a few years.
After multiple disaster relief efforts in Viridian Forest, he gained Viridian Power, which allowed him not only to heal Pokémon but also to cure humans.
Through his growth alongside Lucario, he had mastered Waveguide Power and even compiled a Cultivation Manual to help Cynthia and others boost their strength.
In the eyes of others, his achievements were nothing short of miraculous.
That day, he suddenly received a notification.
[Welcome to the Myriad Worlds Chat Group. You have been designated as the group admin.]
The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains into the room. Gu Beichen had just opened his eyes when a crisp notification sound rang in his ears.
He rubbed his eyes, confirming he wasn't dreaming—a semi-transparent virtual interface hovered before him.
"A system? A chat group?"
He muttered under his breath, his fingers unconsciously tapping the edge of the bed.
In the twentieth year since transmigrating to this world, he had long grown accustomed to life without a golden finger.
Who would have thought that just as his career was reaching its zenith, this long-overdue surprise would arrive?
"Right on time!"
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Without hesitation, he pressed the confirmation button.
A series of notification sounds followed, and four distinctly styled nicknames appeared on the screen one after another.
"Self-Castrating Badass,"
"Short-Lived Swordsmanship Prodigy Girl,"
"One-Man Army,"
"Busujima Family Woman."
Gu Beichen stroked his chin with interest, beginning to speculate about their identities.
"The first one wouldn't happen to be someone who practiced the Sunflower Manual, would it?"
He murmured to himself. "As for the swordsmanship girl... could she be from some anime? The one who wants to take on ten at once—probably a martial arts movie fan? And the last one, that's gotta be Saeko Busujima."
Messages soon popped up in the chat window.
**Self-Castrating Badass:**
"This is some kind of immortal realm?"
**Short-Lived Swordsmanship Prodigy Girl** immediately protested.
"Who came up with this crappy name? You're the short-lived one!"
**Busujima Family Woman** asked in confusion.
"What kind of new chat app is this? I've never seen anything like it."
Ip Man eyed the glowing screen before him, frowning in puzzlement.
"Wing Chun's Ip Man here. Might I ask what this place is? And what is this object?"
Saeko Busujima had just finished her kendo practice and was packing up her bamboo sword to leave the dojo.
Seeing the message, she replied with interest.
"Wing Chun? Is that a Chinese martial arts style?"
As the heir to a kendo lineage, she had some knowledge of martial arts from various countries.
"This chat group can connect people from different countries?"
Saeko murmured to herself, sensing that things weren't so simple.
She vigilantly scanned her surroundings, confirming nothing was amiss before continuing to check the group chat.
Ip Man saw the reply and lightly tapped the screen with his finger.
"Indeed, Wing Chun is a branch of Chinese martial arts.
Judging by your name, miss, are you from the East?"
With the recent tensions in the war, his tone carried a hint of wariness.
At that moment, he sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, steam rising gently from his teacup.
Ip Man rubbed the cup, pondering inwardly.
"What tricks are the Japanese up to now? But this method is far too mystical..."
Suddenly, a new message jumped onto the screen.
Gu Beichen sent out a welcome message.
**Group Admin Gu Beichen:**
"Welcome everyone to the Myriad Worlds Chat Group!"
Saeko responded immediately.
**Saeko Busujima:**
"Group admin?"
Ip Man followed up.
**Ip Man:**
"Are you the master of this place? What is the purpose of summoning us?"
Yue Buqun sent a respectful greeting.
**Yue Buqun:**
"Might I ask if the admin is an immortal? Yue Buqun of Mount Hua offers his respects."
A young girl asked urgently.
**Kuina:**
"Can someone explain what my group name means?"
Gu Beichen didn't elaborate, instead uploading the group rules and description to the announcement board.
**Group Admin Gu Beichen:**
"The specific rules have been posted; everyone can check them out shortly.
Also, please change your nicknames to your real names."
Saeko Busujima and the other three all received the group chat info at once, and introductions to the chat group appeared in their minds.
"A chat group connecting different worlds?"
"Members from various planes?"
"How is that possible?"
"If it's real, that's straight-up divine power!"
"Is the admin really an immortal?"
Yue Buqun and Ip Man were stunned, nearly viewing the group admin Gu Beichen as a deity.
But they didn't fully believe it yet, choosing to stay cautious for the time being.
As the head of Mount Hua Sect, Yue Buqun was shrewd and wouldn't question things rashly.
Ip Man, young and upright, also opted to observe first.
Kuina, with her straightforward personality, changed her name and jumped right in with a question.
**Kuina:**
"Is all this real? Do other worlds really exist?"
Saeko Busujima politely added.
**Saeko Busujima:**
"Could the admin verify it somehow?"
Seeing the two speak up, Yue Buqun and Ip Man chimed in as well.
**Yue Buqun:**
"It's truly hard to believe."
Gu Beichen was prepared.
**Group Admin Gu Beichen:**
"Simple enough. There's a red envelope feature now—if you snag one and get a real item, you'll understand."
He casually grabbed four bags of potato chips from the table, split them into four red envelopes, and sent them out.
System notifications rang out one after another, and the four quickly claimed them.
In the blink of an eye, all the red envelopes were gone.
"Oh my god, it's real!"
Saeko Busujima and the others stared at the potato chips that had materialized out of thin air, their faces full of shock.
This chat group could actually connect different worlds—they were overcome with waves of astonishment.
**Group Admin Gu Beichen:**
[Everyone got the potato chips, right? Believe it now?]
**Yue Buqun:**
[The admin's divine powers are vast! Yue is in complete awe!]
He didn't hesitate to flatter, unconcerned with saving face.
In the group, he was even more unrestrained than in real life.
If he could latch onto the admin, revitalizing Mount Hua Sect would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
**Ip Man:**
[Wing Chun's Ip Man, at your service, admin.]
**Saeko Busujima:**
[Hello, admin!]
**Kuina:**
[This is amazing! There are really other worlds? What's your side like?]
Kuina was excited like a kid who had just found a new toy.
**Group Admin Gu Beichen:**
[No need to be nervous. I'm just a 20-year-old Superpower user who happened to join first and got made admin.
Feel free to relax.]
**Yue Buqun:**
[The admin is too modest! Creating a cross-world chat group like this is pure immortal artistry!]
Yue Buqun didn't buy the explanation at all and kept piling on the praise.
**Saeko Busujima:**
[A Superpower user? Sounds like the admin's world is pretty unique. Care to share?]
**Kuina:**
[What's a Superpower? Like a Devil Fruit ability?]
**Ip Man:**
[I've read similar accounts in ancient texts. The admin's world must be extraordinary.]
The group buzzed with speculation, each message more outlandish than the last.
Gu Beichen shook his head as he read. Telling the truth now, and no one believed him?
He couldn't fathom why being honest was so damn hard.
Gu Beichen was blunt in the group.
**Group Admin Gu Beichen:**
[Think what you want.
Actually, I'm pretty familiar with all of you—I've seen your stories in plenty of works.]
He had no interest in playing mysterious; it was pointless.
Though he yearned for cultivation methods from other worlds to seek immortality for Cynthia and the others, he preferred straightforward trades.
Pretending to be a god was exhausting and would backfire eventually.
Saeko Busujima questioned immediately.
**Saeko Busujima:**
[Works? You mean we're all fictional characters? That's impossible! I can feel my own existence so vividly.]
Yue Buqun was a bit confused.
**Yue Buqun:**
[I get novels, but what's anime and live-action drama?]
Ip Man explained.
**Ip Man:**
[Movies are stories filmed as moving pictures for people to watch.
What Miss Busujima means is that the admin thinks we're all made-up characters? That's hard to swallow.]