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Inside a small, simply decorated apartment, a woman sat cross-legged on a bed, dressed in dark green clothes.
She looked to be between seventeen and eighteen years old, with a delicate and elegant appearance that made her undeniably beautiful. However, at that moment, her furrowed eyebrows slightly obscured her beauty, reflecting her restless thoughts.
This young woman was the acting president of the chat group, which Renji had joined. Her guild nickname was Skill Issue.
"Hey! If I had known I could transmigrate, I would have read more manga to gain more information and be able to figure out which world I'm in."
"I've been in this world for several years, and I don't know what franchise I'm in, and I wish I did, since it's quite a dangerous world."
Who would have guessed that the world would suddenly become a game and space rift monsters would start appearing?
The worst part is that, unlike conventional transmigrators, she doesn't have any golden fingers.
At least she can level up, but the thing is: She has no skills.
"Well…"
With a long sigh, her eyebrows slowly relaxed, replaced by an expression of resignation.
Her name is Hoshikawa Kōri, a transmigrated person originally from Earth!
Since she was little, she had been introverted and had few friends. Growing up, she became a shut-in, staying home all day watching anime and science fiction movies. She also frequented a website called Feilu, where she read boring novels.
Because of this, she was very familiar with most anime, movies, and some fantasy novels.
Then, one day when she was forced out, she was hit by truck-Kun and woke up in another world.
God only knows how she ended up transmigrating to another simply by being hit by a truck! She had never considered such a possibility.
Wasn't this something only readers, like those Feilu kids, would fantasize about?
The worst part? She'd traveled to a futuristic world!
As an otaku, she was familiar with anime, movies, and some fantasy novels. If she'd been transported to one of those worlds, she might have survived. Worst-case scenario? She could find a way to hide and continue her life of confinement.
But in a world like this? How was a modern girl like her supposed to survive?
She literally has to be on her guard because a random spatial rift could appear at any moment.
She might get careless and one day open her refrigerator and realize that a spatial rift had opened up inside it.
But she knew nothing about the historical background or the plot details of this world!
It was a hellish start for her.
She almost cried when she realized her situation.
Luckily, there was a glimmer of hope.
Just when she was about to mentally crumble, a dimensional chat group that claimed to connect all worlds invited her to join.
Being the first member recruited, she was appointed acting president.
Over the past half month, more people had joined. Including herself, the union had grown to fourteen members.
These members came from different dimensions, and the main problem: She didn't recognize anyone else other than Doflamingo.
Despite being a shut-in, Kori was no fool. Her academic performance had always been excellent, and after reading countless Faloo novels, she was familiar with the concept of golden fingers: superpowered abilities granted to the protagonists.
She knew she had to find a way to gain advantages from the syndicate members to become stronger.
After some reflection, she discovered her privilege as acting president: the ability to upload memory copies.
The first thing she did was upload the memory copies of One Piece, as far as she had reached due to her Transmigration and Solo leveling. After talking with the chat members and recognizing Liu Zhigang's world thanks to the things I explained.
However, lacking knowledge of the other chat members' works, she only managed to gain a few benefits, such as the physique of the One Piece world or Liu Zhigang's sword skills, but these advantages weren't particularly useful to her.
Not because they were bad, but because she could only understand them, not fully master them. For example, the Physique granted by Doflamingo could be instantly understood with the help of the union. However, to be effective, she needed to train a lot or spend points.
And she needed a lot of points!
But she didn't have that many.
After all, she was only the acting president of the union, not even the vice president.
Compared to the regular members, her only advantages were the ability to upload memory copies to earn points, purchase a few additional accessories, and receive a 10% discount on all purchases.
She was still weak!
Her situation in her current world is precarious. She lacks combat skills and can't level up, so she's stuck.
And just yesterday, her neighbor and best friend, Ye Yunfei, had announced that the school's annual dungeon competition would soon begin, and she had to go.
A weakling like her had no way of dealing with this.
And since she knew nothing about this world, she was finished. If she didn't have a way to avoid attending the competition or at least gain more power, then she might die.
She had complained so much she was almost crying.
She must be the unluckiest transmigrator!
For now, her only option was to pretend to be an expert in the group to stay present.
"Oh, at least the group chat is up! This keeps me happy!"
Kori spread her small hands and patted her cheeks, deciding to focus on planning and take a short break.
Immersing her consciousness into the guild chat, she found that some members were @ her.
Before Renji could think further, the quiet chat interface flickered to life once more — new messages lighting up the void.
Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane: [@Acting President Skill Issue, could you tell us the identity of the new member of the chat group? We're curious.]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [@Skill Issue, come on, stop acting mysterious. Just spill it already — unless, of course, you have no idea who the new guy is~]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [If that's the case, I'll have to handle it myself. I've got enough experience digging through multiversal data streams. Though honestly, the last time I had to research a world tied to Japanese culture, I nearly drowned in a sea of indecency.]
Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane: [@The X-Man Who Never Was, so you actually know about most of the chat members' worlds? And if you don't, you'd just… look them up?]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [Naturally.]
Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane: [Then why didn't you say anything earlier?]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [Because there's nothing to gain from it. I could upload memory copies, sure — but what's the point? I wouldn't earn any points for doing it. And, honestly, I'm not that desperate to swim through another sea of fan service when someone else will inevitably do it first.]
Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane: […]
Reading what The X-Man Who Never Was said, Asharuiya realized she had a point. There was no benefit in doing something that offered no reward — so she kept quiet and simply became an observer.
Tyrant of Life: [@The Ghost of Konoha, are you busy? If so, apologies — but several of us are curious about your identity. Truth be told, besides chatting, there's not much else to do here, and boredom kills faster than any monster.]
Tyrant of Life: [@Skill Issue, could you reveal the identity of @The Ghost of Konoha?]
Skill Issue: [@Tyrant of Life Hmph, of course. Something like revealing the identity of @The Ghost of Konoha is child's play for me.]
Skill Issue: [In fact, I could say I know everything about @The Ghost of Konoha.]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [Oh, please. You barely know anything about most members' worlds. Apart from @Little Heavenly Yaksha's and @Hero of China's, you're practically blind.]
Skill Issue: [Err… that's… different.]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [Yeah? How exactly?]
Skill Issue: [It just is, alright?! Weren't you the one asking about the Ghost's identity?]
The X-Man Who Never Was: [Fine, fine… then enlighten us, @Skill Issue. Tell us who this "Ghost of Konoha" really is.]
Meanwhile, Renji had just finished studying the functions of the shop.He had also reviewed the group's chat history, carefully analyzing the personalities and mental states of each member.
When he read what Asharuiya, Mymy, and Nara had written — and noticed how The X-Man Who Never Was seemed particularly eager to expose @Skill Issue — he couldn't help but smirk.
(Looks like I've seen enough.)
Laughing quietly, he finally spoke for the first time since joining the group:
The Ghost of Konoha: [@Skill Issue — You say you know everything about me? I don't believe it.]