Dryfish Little Maimai: "Transcend space and time, exist eternally in freedom?"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Unique among all worlds, absolutely independent?"
Turn Daisuke into Soup: "Their meaning, concept, and physical body immune to change or destruction?"
One after another, these descriptions left them genuinely shocked.
Was this truly the strength of a multiverse-level powerhouse?
Average Group Owner: "@Child of Nature, do you think it's because their future achievement as Great Golden Immortals gives them uniqueness across all worlds—merging timelines so that Angel Yan and Angel Zhirxin don't exist in any parallel universe?"
Child of Nature: "That's why I said it's just a highly unlikely guess."
Child of Nature: "After all, we don't have the ability to prove anything, right?"
Average Group Owner: "Fair point."
Average Group Owner: "Never mind, forget about it. Thinking about this now is meaningless."
Average Group Owner: "I should greet the others. I've been too focused on Morganna."
Demon Queen: "Hey, I'm the victim here! I've had more shocks in one day than in my entire three million years!"
Whether it was the chat group itself, the sacred guardian from a parallel world, the memory copies revealing her own and the universe's future, or this concept-based ability—nothing was more shocking.
And then there were those memory copies showing the experiences of other members. She planned to read all of them later.
After all, those were different worlds from the Godlike Universe. She wasn't short on curiosity about those power systems.
Turn Daisuke into Soup: "Oh right, there's a new member too."
Turn Daisuke into Soup: "Wait, what was the new guy's name again?"
If it weren't for the group owner's message, Daisuke would've forgotten about the new arrival altogether. But after everything Morganna had said, he couldn't even recall the other members' names.
Average Group Owner: "@Yuki Sanjou, @Ainz, you've been quiet for long enough. Give us some kind of response."
Average Group Owner: "At the very least, you should've already proven the chat group's reality to yourselves in your own way, right?"
Ainz: "While I'm beginning to accept that this thing, which should only exist in fantasy, is real, I still need a little time to truly internalize it."
Ainz: "It's not that I doubt the chat group's authenticity. I'm just wondering—why me?"
Ainz: "According to the information provided by the chat group, it randomly selects one person from the few individuals with the highest fortune within each world. But I'm just an average person in terms of fortune. There's no way the system would pick me."
This was Ainz's confusion—but a pure one, devoid of conspiracy theories.
After all, he was just a regular guy. What kind of conspiracy would possibly revolve around him? Wouldn't that be a waste?
Average Group Owner: "Huh?"
Something in Ainz's words struck Su Yunqing as off.
Average Group Owner: "Average? You haven't been transmigrated yet?"
Ainz: "Transmigrated?"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Transmigrator?"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Do you have a system?"
Uchiha Dancer: "What a shame."
Oldest God-Slayer: "He's not an enemy, after all."
Sheng Zhu: "That's true."
Ainz: "???"
The last three said something strange. "He's not an enemy"?
Are you guys actually planning to kill me or something?
But if even an average transmigrant like him could undergo transmigration, that was surprising.
And he wasn't even a high school student.
Ainz: "Umm... may I ask how I was transmigrated?"
Ainz: "Was it a car accident? Did I save someone? Did I collapse from exhaustion?"