"The Dimensional Chat Group invites you to join. Do you accept?" The mechanical voice repeated its offer.
Turles' lip twitched. Having been bound to so many systems already, did this thing really think he didn't know they were sentient? His own system literally went out to find "technicians" for massages; this fake mechanical voice was almost laughable.
"I accept."
As Turles agreed, he immediately sent a mental ping to his main System.
"System! Hey, System, get over here! Someone's trying to raid your territory!"
Ding! "Saiyan Who Loves Planting Trees," "One Hit Each," and "The Sun Shines" have joined the chat.
Lin Fengjiao: "Welcome, newcomers. If there's anything you don't understand, please read the group announcement."
Huang Rong: "Welcome, new friends! Group leader, come out and greet the guests! @Xihe"
While Turles was lurking and watching the screen, his own System suddenly flared to life. "What's going on? Let me see who has the guts to try and snatch my host. Don't they know this kid is under my protection?"
"Hm? Oh, it's a chat group? Now that is a rare find... Jie-jie-jie-jie..."
Dimensional Chat Group: [???? Wait, what's happening? Where did all these other systems come from?!]
the entire Chat Group System nearly crashed. It had only been sentient for a short while; was it really supposed to deal with a situation like this? This felt a bit excessive.
Watching several high-level systems surround it like enforcers, the Chat Group fell into a terrified silence.
"To find by chance what one has searched for in vain," Turles' System cackled. "I was looking through the System Realms for a chat group, and here you go, delivering yourself right to my host's front door. My host's Providence really is staggering!"
The System was genuinely impressed. In the Myriad Worlds, a "genuine" Dimensional Chat Group was extremely rare. This was a pure, naturally formed system—not the kind created by some primordial powerhouse to "farm fish" and harvest karma.
Ever since "Systems" had been exposed across the multiverse, many powerful beings had started crafting artificial ones to manipulate hosts and reap their luck. This had given systems a bad name.
But Turles' luck was bordering on the ridiculous. He had been complaining about wanting a chat group for a while, and now one had just crashed into him. Even the main System found it hard to believe.
The Chat Group looked at the "blades" the other systems were metaphorically holding and realized there was nowhere to run.
"Um... big brothers," a soft, delicate voice squeaked. "Just tell me what you want me to do. But can we put the knives away? It would be terrible if someone got hurt by mistake, don't you think?"
The voice was sweet and timid—it sounded like a young girl.
Turles was taken aback for a moment before it clicked. If his main system could look for a masseuse, then clearly these entities had genders. He certainly hoped his system wasn't looking for a male technician to give him a massage.
Even the main System was surprised. Talk about understanding the times. This kid really is a wise man—or wise girl.
"Ahem. Everyone, put your gear away. Look, you're scaring the lady."
The surrounding sub-systems twitched. Great. It looked like their status was about to drop again. They knew their "big brother's" personality all too well.
Seeing the menacing systems stand down, the Dimensional Chat Group let out a sigh of relief. "Um, Big Brother, I was only born a short while ago. I don't really have any good treasures. Maybe you could just let me go?"
The Chat Group was close to tears. It had only been curious about why someone in the Dragon Ball Universe had such heaven-defying Providence—a luck score far higher than the "Group Leader" it had already chosen. It had just popped in to take a peek and got cornered immediately.
I want to escape, but I can't...
Turles' System scrutinized the entity. "If you weren't so newly born and a fellow Spirit of the Great Dao, I would have erased you already!"
The System released a tiny sliver of its true pressure, causing the Chat Group to shiver violently.
"But since you're new, I'll give you a choice. Bind yourself to this man. And I mean bind, not that 'Group Leader' nonsense. You understand?"
The Chat Group exhaled in relief. As long as it wasn't erased, it was fine. It had only just been born; it hadn't even begun to enjoy the multiverse yet. It didn't want to "cool down" so soon.
The Dimensional Chat Group bound itself to Turles at light speed, fearing that its "Big Brother" might change his mind.
"Um, Big Brother... what should I call him?"
"Him? Just call him 'The Boss.'"
"The Boss?"
The main System nodded, then turned its attention to Turles. "Since you're finally in contact with the Myriad Worlds, I should explain the power level tiers to you."
Turles focused intently. This was crucial for knowing where he stood in the grand scheme of things.
"The Myriad Worlds are generally divided into nine tiers," the System explained.
"Level 1 is the Mortal Realm. These are ordinary humans or those with a bit of internal energy. Their lifespans rarely exceed two hundred years.
"Level 2 is the Transcendent Mortal Realm. These are people who have officially stepped onto the path of cultivation or the 'supernatural' road.
"Level 3 is the Transcendent Realm. In many worlds, these people are called Immortals or Gods. They have achieved a degree of longevity.
"Level 4 is the equivalent of a Heavenly Immortal up to just below a Golden Immortal in the Great Primordial Universe. At this stage, you can begin to manipulate the Laws to an extent.
"Level 5 is the Golden Immortal tier. In many pantheons, they are called Sovereigns or Main Gods. They have mastered a portion of the Laws.
"Level 6 is the Taiyi Golden Immortal. While they can't freely roam the entire multiverse yet, they can easily dominate their own home worlds.
"Level 7 is the Daluo Golden Immortal. These beings are eternal and indestructible across kalpas. They can project their thoughts across the Myriad Worlds, though they shouldn't stray too far into the Chaos Sea—it's dangerous out there.
"Level 8 are the powerful beings who can freely walk the Myriad Worlds—the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals, or Saints.
"Level 9 are those who rival the Hunyuan Taiji state, also known as Dao Ancestor Grade beings.
"As for anything above that... you'll find out when you reach the Dao Ancestor level!"
Turles rubbed his chin. "So, what level am I?"
The System gave a snort of derision. "You? You're currently a Level 4, rapidly approaching Level 5. I have to admit, as weird as the Dragon Ball Universe is, the Laws here are remarkably easy to comprehend."
"Is that so? Then the 'King Realm' level of this universe is equivalent to a Golden Immortal?"
"Pretty much. However, you might wonder why there isn't a specific 'Hunyuan Golden Immortal' or 'Quasi-Saint' tier listed."
"The original System continued, "That stage is folded into Level 7. It's an extremely unique transitionary realm often called the Daluo Sovereign. Because of this, Level 7 has a huge variance in power. Some are absolute monsters, while others are barely hanging on. You'll see for yourself eventually."
"I see," Turles murmured. "Understood."
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