Roy sat quietly in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, a gleam of contemplation shining in his deep eyes.
His thoughts, however, were completely immersed in that peculiar chat group.
That group was a bridge connecting different worlds, bringing together beings from various planets.
And now, after half a day of silence, there was finally movement within the group again.
A faintly glowing bubble slowly rose up, floating in the virtual space of the group.
Roy raised an eyebrow slightly, a sense of inexplicable anticipation surging within him.
With a thought, the bubble instantly shattered, transforming into a streak of light that drilled directly into his mind.
At the same time, a clear stream of consciousness flowed into Roy's sea of awareness.
Within this stream of consciousness were the words of Tony Stank, and although they came from different worlds and spoke different languages, at this moment, Tony Stark's meaning was expressed in Roy's mind with perfect accuracy, as if it had been translated.
"Alright, I've checked everything with the world's most advanced instruments and found no abnormalities, yet this chat group is undeniably real. So, who are you people? Aliens?"
Tony Stark's voice echoed in Roy's mind, tinged with curiosity and a hint of teasing.
Roy couldn't help but smile slightly; he could sense Tony Stark's irreverent personality.
Just as Roy was immersed in contemplating the chat group's functions, the group interface became active again.
Bubbles of various colors rose one after another from the bottom of the screen.
The first message to catch his eye was from Uchiha Sasuke: "I am Uchiha Sasuke. Who are you people?"
His profile picture was a portrait of a young ninja, his gaze sharp, as if it could pierce through the screen.
Immediately after, Fushiguro Megumi's message also popped up: "Is this a new type of curse?"
Fushiguro Megumi's tone carried a hint of doubt and inquiry; clearly, he found the chat group's existence both surprising and intriguing.
His profile picture was also a likeness of himself, a simple illustration of a sorcerer holding a slender cursed tool, his expression calm.
Then, Historia Reiss joined the conversation: "Hello everyone, I am Historia Reiss."
Her voice was gentle and elegant, her profile picture a blonde-haired girl.
Haibara Ai followed with a note of uncertainty: "So, are there really other civilizations in this world? Aliens?"
Her tone held a trace of tension and anticipation; evidently, she was filled with curiosity and longing for the unknown.
Her profile picture was a woman with a cool, wavy hairstyle.
"Hello everyone, I'm Ash from Pallet Town, and my dream is to become a Pokémon Master."
Looking at these messages from different worlds, Roy felt a sense of wonder.
Roy typed a few words in his mind: "You can call me Kizaru."
His profile picture was a man sipping tea while lazing about, wearing a beige plaid suit, with a Marine coat draped behind him.
"Are you the Pokemon Master?" Roy asked Ash.
"Huh? I'm just an ordinary Trainer, Mr. Kizaru. Who is this Pokemon Master you mentioned? Is he someone strong?" Ash sounded confused.
Seeing this, Roy didn't elaborate further.
He was genuinely curious whether the eternally 10-year-old had finally achieved his 25-year-long dream.
Tony Stank sent several messages in quick succession in the chat group, his tone brimming with excitement and curiosity: "So, none of you know what's going on either? This kind of situation—even a genius like me is encountering this for the first time."
Reading between the lines, it was easy to discern his thirst for and fascination with the unknown world.
As a genius inventor born a billionaire who enjoyed a life of luxury and wealth, Tony Stark had long felt no worldly pursuit could truly excite him.
But now, a brand-new, unknown world seemed to be unfolding before his eyes, filling him with unprecedented excitement and thrill.
The chat group instantly became abuzz with activity; several people constantly exchanged the information they had, trying to piece together the truth behind this mysterious chat group.
In the world of Conan, Haibara Ai returned to her room. She sat by the bed, clutching her phone tightly, her cheeks flushed, her heart pounding rapidly.
An unknown world, a world that might hold infinite possibilities and wonders, seemed to be slowly unfolding before her.
She opened the bubble that had appeared in her consciousness and carefully read its contents.
A person named Tony Stark had sent the most messages; he seemed to have an endless stream of things to say. Haibara Ai couldn't help but mentally label him a "chatterbox."
She carefully analyzed Tony Stark's words and tone, trying to find clues.
"This surname, this way of speaking… it sounds like he's American?" Haibara Ai speculated silently. She began to wonder: could it be that in other worlds, there were countries, cultures, and histories similar to hers?
This thought made Haibara Ai feel both excited and a little uneasy.
Meanwhile, the other members in the chat group were also discussing fervently.
Suddenly, a dazzling group announcement hung silently at the top of the chat group, radiating light:
[Major Update]
The group now introduces the 'Live Streaming Function'! Once you activate this feature, you will not only receive generous point rewards but also have the opportunity to receive tips and support from friends across different worlds. These points will become your key to exploring the unknown and redeeming rare items, unlocking more exciting features…
As soon as the announcement appeared, it felt as if a mysterious force touched everyone's consciousness, and a faint, elusive button quietly materialized.
It emitted a faint glow, as if silently calling out to them.
An inexplicable stir rose in everyone's heart, as if simply touching that button would unveil the mysteries of the live streaming function.
In another world, Uchiha Sasuke frowned deeply, his eyes flickering with doubt and curiosity.
He knew nothing about the concept of "live streaming," but his heart was filled with a thirst for unknown power.
This magical chat group could transcend the boundaries of time and space; perhaps within it lay the formidable power that could help him defeat Itachi Uchiha?
"Power. I crave more power. Only then can I exact my revenge and fulfill my mission."
Driven by an inexplicable impulse, Uchiha Sasuke's finger gently touched the mysterious live stream button.
Instantly, a radiant light screen slowly unfolded in his mind, like a flowing scroll.
In the image, a tall, white-haired man was leisurely strolling through a quiet forest with three lively, adorable children.
The dark-haired child in the image was unmistakably himself.
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