Book Artist: "How could a group chat like this possibly be disconnected? Idiot! And what phone company requires you to recite a DND resurrection spell before you can leave a message? No one with a brain would do that!"
Curly-Haired Boy: "Great rant! It seems you've become a qualified master of the craft, Ali-chan!"
Book Artist: "Shut up. I don't want to be a 'complainer.'"
[System Notification: The "Red Envelope Drop" event has officially begun. Please click the 'Open' button on the screen to claim your reward.]
Book Artist: "Opened the red envelope to obtain 200 points."
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "Opened the red envelope to obtain 1,000 points."
Book Artist: "???"
Eriri, who was originally feeling quite complacent with her 200 points, immediately felt the sting of injustice upon seeing Saten Ruiko's haul.
Sakata Gintoki didn't miss the opportunity to taunt her. "Hahahaha! What a stark contrast! Hey, Ali-chan... are you of African descent? Your father is European, so how can your luck be so 'black'?"
Book Artist: "I'll 'black' your sister! You're the one with bad luck—your whole family has bad luck!"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "You two, stop arguing! If Ali-chan wants points, I can just give them to you."
Curly-Haired Boy: "Pfft! Hahahaha! She's taking charity! Ali-chan is taking alms from a junior high student! If I were you, I'd go home, bury my head in my blanket, and cry my heart out!"
Book Artist: "Stop talking nonsense, you freak with naturally curly silver hair!"
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "Opened the red envelope to obtain the Excellent Item: [Desert Eagle] (Unlimited Ammo)."
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "What is that?"
Konan initially thought Li Mochou had drawn a literal eagle from the desert, but the suffix "Unlimited Ammo" made her realize she was mistaken.
Book Artist: "A Desert Eagle?! Is it the one I'm thinking of? Please post a picture!"
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "[Picture] I believe this type of weapon is called a pistol?"
Upon clicking the image, everyone saw a massive silver handgun. It rested in Li Mochou's fair hand, its metallic surface gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "It is very beautiful."
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "Yes, I think so too."
Li Mochou toyed with the Desert Eagle, finding its weight remarkably satisfying. Suddenly, her eyes shifted to a wooden stake some distance away, and she pulled the trigger.
Boom!
Flames erupted from the muzzle with a muffled roar like thunder. A hole the size of a baby's fist appeared instantly in the center of the wood.
Fuuu.
Li Mochou blew gently on the smoking barrel and slipped the weapon into her bag, ignoring the stunned gaze of Hong Lingbo standing beside her.
Curly-Haired Boy: "Hey, hey, you two, stop it! That's a gun—a weapon meant for killing! What's with this 'beautiful' talk? That kind of thing shouldn't even exist in ancient times!"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "Yeah, I remember Mochou-shijie's world is an ancient martial arts setting, right? Using a pistol there... the contrast is really bizarre."
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "It is fine; I should be able to get used to it quickly."
Curly-Haired Boy: "What about the other martial artists? Have you considered their feelings? This is clearly cheating! Just give it to me and I'll keep it safe for you!"
Book Artist: "After all that talk, you just want to steal her treasure."
This is an Actor: "Interesting. To think the system can provide something so counterintuitive."
What Aizen found "counterintuitive" was the "Unlimited Ammo" attribute. A physical pistol should not possess such a trait; clearly, this touched upon profound, fundamental rules.
Book Artist: "Wait a minute. Why does Mochou-shijie's Desert Eagle show an item level, but Ruiko and I didn't get one? Do my points not have a rank?"
Curly-Haired Boy: "Hahahaha! Maybe the points are just a consolation prize? Stop struggling, Ali-chan! Your status as an 'African' luck-loser is set in stone! Tsk, your father is British... why is this happening to you?"
Book Artist: "If you don't laugh at me, you'll die, right? I advise you to be a good person so you don't end up being the clown yourself."
Curly-Haired Boy: "Ha! How is that possible? Gin-san is the living Emperor of Luck!"
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Opened the red envelope to obtain the Epic Item: [Zanpakutō: Hyōrinmaru]."
Book Artist: "Whoa! Konan-shijie is so lucky! She actually drew Hyōrinmaru!"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "Wow, congratulations, Konan-san!"
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Thank you."
Konan looked at the frost-covered blade that appeared before her, and the corners of her mouth curved upward. Even with her calm temperament, she couldn't suppress her excitement.
Ever since receiving the power of a Shinigami from Aizen, she had possessed a Zanpakutō. However, that blade was merely spiritual pressure forcibly condensed into a physical form—much like Ichigo Kurosaki in his early days. It lacked the unique abilities of a true Zanpakutō.
This was expected. All Zanpakutō in Soul Society were forged by Nimaiya Ōetsu of Squad Zero; even Aizen had not fully mastered the true technology of forging an Asauchi. While Arrancars possessed Zanpakutō, their function was merely to seal the Arrancar's inherent "core" power. Their Resurrección was simply a release of that seal—a process fundamentally different from a Shinigami's Shikai or Bankai.
With this draw, Konan finally possessed the true essence of a Shinigami's power.
This is an Actor: "That blade can replace your original one."
An Ran was genuinely happy for her. With Hyōrinmaru, Konan would be more than capable of protecting herself.
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "I will do my best to ensure Aizen doesn't find out."
This is an Actor: "I have already discovered it."
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Hahahaha! An Ran-san, are you pretending to be Aizen again?"
Curly-Haired Boy: "I can't wait any longer! It's my turn! Great gods of luck, grant me your boundless energy! From this day forward, call me Napoleon IV!"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "Um, was there actually a fourth generation of Napoleon?"
Book Artist: "Of course not! This guy is just talking nonsense!"
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "Desperate prayers at the last minute."
Curly-Haired Boy: "Humph! Don't believe me? Napoleon IV makes his debut today!"
Curly-Haired Boy: "Opened the red envelope to obtain the Legendary Item: [Never-Worn Bear Panties] (Women's)."
This is an Actor: "Women's?"
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Women's?"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "This... this is..."
Book Artist: "Hahahaha! Hahahaha! What did I just say? Who's the clown now?!"
Eriri laughed so hard that tears began to stream down her face.
Curly-Haired Boy: "Something is wrong. I must have opened it the wrong way! Don't panic, I'll try again!"
Sakata Gintoki's eyes went vacant. With his left hand, he clutched the delicate white bear-print panties; with his right, he frantically jabbed at the light screen. But his efforts were in vain. His fingers simply passed through the holographic interface.
After a long silence, Gintoki seemed to finally accept his fate. He slowly sat down, placed the bear underwear over his head, and hugged his knees. A heavy aura of world-weariness radiated from his very soul.
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Gintoki... take it easy."
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "There are no obstacles in life that cannot be overcome."
Book Artist: "Yes! Even if they're women's bear panties, they're still 'Legendary' rank, right? You absolutely deserve the title of Napoleon IV! Hahahaha!"