Dragon Clan: I, Maybach, join the chat group

“Ding.”

Hearing the notification sound, Lin Mai was stunned for a moment.

He had already set the dimensional chat group to 'do not disturb,' so logically, it should only make a sound when he was mentioned.

What was the meaning of this sudden sound?

Could there also be balance payment notifications here?

Exiting the current interface.

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Lin Mai then noticed the group owner's avatar was flashing, already in private message mode.

Oh, it's a private chat.

He browsed through Shen Qingluo's chat history, then quickly typed on the virtual keyboard:

“So, what's the price?”

… …

[Bridge in the Storm]: “So, what's the price?”

“What price indeed.”

Shen Qingluo could tell at a glance that he was greedy for a red envelope.

When the newbie was previously in the group, he spoke to Megatron like this, and now it's getting worse.

[Dimensional Newbie]: “I'll give you 50 V.”

[Bridge in the Storm]: “Okay, I'll take a screenshot first.”

[Bridge in the Storm]: “【Image】.”

“Let me see how much…”

Shen Qingluo sat cross-legged on the computer chair, and after sending a red envelope containing 50 points, she immediately double-tapped the image in the interface to open it.

“Holy crap, 999 points?! ”

… …

Cyberpunk 2077 world.

Night City, a bustling commercial street.

V drove a black Rayfield Aerondight, slowly rolled down the car window, and watched the group chat records with relish.

But before long, he couldn't laugh anymore.

“The newbie is so rich?!”

After seeing the exclusive red envelope, V couldn't help but almost stand at attention in the car.

50 points, just like that?

This wasn't some cheap 'Crazy Thursday'; with this money, he could enable the store function!

If he had known, he would have recommended some cybernetic augmentations.

V slowly sat down, drove steadily, and covered his face with his left hand, weeping.

The gap between rich and poor in the group chat was terrifying.

He had entered the group chat a week ago, but after seven days of signing in, he had only obtained 60 points, a far cry from enabling the store function.

“Forget it, since Night City is going to be burned to ashes anyway, this little thing is still bearable.”

“However, since the new group member is such a lucky charm, wouldn't I be the first to benefit if I start sucking up to him now?”

V had a 'Wolf Warrior' idea.

… …

What Lin Mai didn't know was that the entire group now regarded him as a lucky mascot.

After sending the red envelope, he waited in place, observing Megatron's movements in the group chat.

In the original story, Megatron was actually a very charismatic villain, essentially a miner by origin, and possessed the ability to command under the overall situation, attracting countless fans.

Some things that Optimus Prime could do, it might not do as well.

And Lin Mai was facing a huge problem.

[Cybertron's Most Durable]: “【Red Envelope】.”

[Cybertron's Most Durable]: “I've arranged an energy core for you; as for transformation, if there's anything you don't know, you can ask me privately; consider it after-sales service.”

[Cybertron's Most Durable]: “…”

[Cybertron's Most Durable]: “Not claiming it?”

[Bridge in the Storm]: “There are a lot of passersby here; if I claim the red envelope, and an energy core appears out of nowhere, it might make my situation dangerous.”

Kendo hall, parking space on the road.

Lin Mai remained in place, while next to the shiny black car, there were many onlookers.

There was no way around it; after all, it was a Maybach.

As the top-of-the-line car of this era, it was rare even in coastal cities full of wealthy businessmen.

Moreover.

Even if there were no passersby watching, the sudden appearance of an object would be enough to alarm many people.

Not being able to claim the red envelope was the reason for the dangerous situation he mentioned.

[The Universe's Rich Woman]: “Huh?”

[The Universe's Rich Woman]: “Newbie, isn't your world a supernatural one? You already have Words of Power, so even if an object appears out of nowhere, it should be normal, right?”

[The Famous V]: “Having Words of Power ≠ Being able to Flash; inequality solved.”

[The Universe's Rich Woman]: “You only know how to play with memes, right? Believe it or not, we'll burn you to ashes?”

[The Famous V]: “I wouldn't dare, madam.”

[Group Owner / Dimensional Newbie]: “Well, things are a bit complicated, let me explain.”

[Group Owner / Dimensional Newbie]: “Users of Words of Power in this world are all in small groups; normal people don't even believe in supernatural phenomena; if something really happened, it would become a paranormal event.”

[Group Owner / Dimensional Newbie]: “Even the Cassell College is promoted as a famous university to the public, and doesn't describe anything supernatural.”

[The Universe's Rich Woman]: “Oh, oh.”

[The Universe's Rich Woman]: “So if we analyze it like this, can it be understood that supernatural powers are actually weak in the newbie's world?”

[Group Owner / Dimensional Newbie]: “That's right.”

[Group Owner / Dimensional Newbie]: “But the upper limit of power is also very high, so it's quite easy for the newbie to improve his strength.”

[Group Owner / Dimensional Newbie]: “It's just… I'm not sure if a car can awaken Words of Power.”

Shen Qingluo hesitated as she said this.

After all, the Words of Power of the Dragon race are related to bloodlines, originating from the Four Sovereigns and the White King.

No matter how you look at it, a car couldn't possibly have a bloodline, so Words of Power were also nonsense.

But she still needed to comfort him.

After all, you take the exam for Tsinghua, he takes the exam for Peking University, and I take the sweet potato exam; everyone has a bright future, right?

Moreover, with the newbie's lucky aura, he might become the Mechanical Celestial Venerable, the Gatling Bodhisattva, who spins three thousand six hundred times in one breath, and compassionately saves all living beings.

No, wait!

Shen Qingluo suddenly realized something.

Back in Dragon Raja 3, the ancient dragon embryo could erode and merge with the iron ship; wouldn't it be okay for a Maybach to drink dragon blood raw?

Oh, crap! Could this be, flesh is weak, mechanical ascension?!

… …

After a while, the kendo class finally ended.

Chu Zihang returned the bamboo sword to its original place, picked up a towel to wipe his neck, and thin, powerful arms were covered in sweat, still enjoying the intense training of the day.

“Master, did I perform well?”

The Musashi Hall Master looked at Chu Zihang hesitantly; this young man's kendo talent surprised him.

He had only just started learning a few months ago, and he was already fighting against several people with ease; if this continued, he was afraid that he would have to admit his age in the end.

“Yes, very well; Zihang, you were born to practice kendo!”

“Oh.”

Chu Zihang nodded with a poker face.

He pushed open the glass door of the kendo hall, and his eyes fell on the Maybach, and the sloppy middle-aged uncle next to it.

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