Chapter 9

Lu Chuan temporarily ignored the people who @ed him in the group and instead clicked on the group chat messages, deciding to handle the teasing with a cold shoulder.

The first user in the group members list should be the group owner, with the nickname "Minister of Organization Xia Tianlong," clearly a big shot.

Soon, Lu Chuan noticed that the nicknames of the first hundred or so people were relatively serious, giving a good idea of their characteristics.

For example, Old Jiang's nickname was "Fist Breaking the Sky," and there were others like "Master of All Methods Zhang Qinghe," "Close to the Horizon Luo Dingguo," "Indestructible Body Fang Tian," and he even found Li Qian, whose nickname was "Eye of Imprisonment."

After the first hundred, the nicknames of the newer members of the WeChat group were less consistent, like "Lacking Wood in Five Elements," "King of Escape," "Don't Want to Work," "Cute and Lovely," giving no clue about what they did.

Among them was also Hu Changge, whose nickname was actually "Death Like the Wind Hu Changge." Brother, how much do you love Yasuo?

Clearly, they were from two different generations, with a significant age gap, and they probably didn't come to this world at the same time.

While adding Li Qian and Hu Changge as friends, Lu Chuan considered what kind of nickname he should use. Given the function of his golden finger, should he call himself "Fortune Teller on the Bridge"?

While he was lost in thought, there were new messages in the group chat.

Close to the Horizon Luo Dingguo: "Just finished a meeting, saw the messages. @Lu Chuan Welcome, Little Lu! It's been years since we had a new comrade. We're all very happy to hear from you. If you have any needs or difficulties here, feel free to report to the organization.

There's one question everyone is concerned about, and I want to ask you first: When you came, was Yizhou already five buckets?"

Lu Chuan, sitting in front of the screen, instantly straightened up, feeling a sense of "When the imperial army has pacified the Central Plains, do not forget to inform your ancestors." Some of the compatriots who came here might have left Earth for over a decade or even several decades, yet they were still concerned about this issue.

He thought for a few seconds, pressed Luo Dingguo's message, and replied: "Hello, thank you very much for your concern. (Omitting a part that can't be written). Perhaps when new people come over in the future, they will bring us good news."

Lu Chuan's reply sparked a flurry of responses in the group. Luo Dingguo was the first to reply with a thumbs-up emoji, followed by many other serious big shots, most of whom also replied with thumbs-up emojis.

After the big shots appeared and started asking their questions, such as whether the goal of building a moderately prosperous society had been achieved and the world political landscape, they would politely express their gratitude regardless of whether Lu Chuan could answer.

Once the big shots' questions came to an end, others gradually started to ask questions.

The questions from the younger generation were more like Hu Changge's. Some wanted to know if One Piece had finished, others wanted to know the endings of unfinished novels and TV series, and some were more interested in new works and gossip about celebrities.

Most of these questions Lu Chuan could answer. The most awkward question came from a female fan named Fan Fan, and Lu Chuan could only very tactfully hint that the star she followed had fallen from grace.

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Chatting online really does pass the time quickly. Lu Chuan felt he hadn't chatted for long, but when his stomach growled and he checked his phone, he realized over an hour had passed.

During the chat, he added several young ladies' WeChat, and they got along quite well. Unfortunately, they were all in Utopia, so they could only be online friends, and he didn't know when they could meet in person.

Looking up, he saw Old Jiang sitting steadily beside him, meditating, with the surrounding essence energy slowly gathering around him.

Lu Chuan felt a bit ashamed. Old Jiang, a master at the Divine Ability realm, was so diligent in his cultivation, while he, a beginner, was just chatting online.

"Hungry? Let's go eat." Old Jiang, sensing Lu Chuan's gaze, got up and ended his cultivation. "You're just starting out, don't waste too much essence energy on your phone."

Lu Chuan quickly nodded in agreement. The jade phone had no charging port and could only be powered by essence energy.

"Since you can use essence energy on your own, I'll give you this storage ring. Keep your phone in it, and don't take it out when you're not in this office or at home."

Lu Chuan took the storage ring from Old Jiang, infused it with essence energy, and felt an empty space about the size of Old Jiang's office. He lightly touched the phone to the storage ring, and the phone was stored inside.

Old Jiang stood up and opened the office door, only to find a spirited young man standing outside, with a sharp gaze that was almost identical to Old Jiang's.

"President Jiang." The young man bowed respectfully to Old Jiang, then fixed his eyes on Lu Chuan without any hesitation.

"Wu Ziyi, what brings you here?"

"I heard you took on a new disciple." The young man, named Wu Ziyi, resumed his respectful attitude when answering Old Jiang's question. "I want to meet him and see how much of a gap there is between me and a true genius."

He wants to fight me.

Lu Chuan clearly felt the fighting spirit and defiance from the young man outside the door. It seemed he was one of the promising young talents that Old Jiang had rejected.

"Lu Chuan just started, and you're already at the peak of the Spirit Movement realm. There's not much to see right now. Perhaps in a year or two, when you both reach the如意realm, you can spar."

Old Jiang didn't oppose competition among the young, but his words only fueled Wu Ziyi's fire.

"From beginner to如意realm in a year or two, another Hu Changge, Senior?"

Wu Ziyi's eyes were almost spitting fire. "Beining Academy, Wu Ziyi. I am, very, very, looking forward to the day we spar. I hope you are a genius like Senior Hu, and don't make me wait too long."

Oh no, he's already challenging me? I haven't even said anything!

"Ziyi! What are you doing?!" A woman's voice called out from the end of the corridor. Lu Chuan couldn't see her from inside, but the young man with the fierce gaze instantly turned into a pug.

A woman in a white shirt, as beautiful as Li Qian, ran over. "President Jiang, is Ziyi causing you any trouble?"

"No, no trouble. Ziyi has been doing well recently. Jiang Hua often praises him to me, saying he will definitely get a spot in next year's academy competition. Don't worry, Wu Teacher, we were just chatting."

Damn, Old Jiang, what's wrong with you? Why are you speaking so gently?

The beautiful woman, surnamed Wu, was Wu Lihua, whom Aunt Li wanted to consult before leaving. Oh my, Old Jiang, you're that kind of person!

"Good, good. President Jiang, you are Ziyi's idol. I've always wanted to ask you to give him some guidance when you have time, but I was worried it would take up your precious time..."

"Any questions about cultivation, just come to me. I'm the president of the Martial Cultivation Academy, and teaching is my job." Old Jiang said with a righteous expression to Wu Ziyi.

That's it, Old Jiang, you're beyond saving.