How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel?

What do you want to bully her for?

Miss Fox knew exactly what kind of person she was, what thoughts she wouldn't have, and what thoughts she would imagine. She was very clear about it.

Subtle changes happen gradually and imperceptibly, so you won't notice them, since no one can remain unchanged forever.

If you look through the records left by the social media apps you've used since childhood, you'll find that you've often had murderous thoughts about your past self.

Miss Fox once spent several hours burying the past.

These are all experiences of growing up, the result of gradual and subtle changes, naturally transforming you into a different person.

As for Miss Possession, she immediately evokes a lot of aggressive thoughts, making one very hostile and always having the idea of ​​causing a big scandal.

Isn't that just because they're afraid she won't know she's in trouble? Really.

"But never mind, as disgusting as you are now, you pose no threat."

"That's incredibly stupid..."

Humph.

"For nearly a month, I've been flooded with information every day at maximum capacity, even to the point of overload and explosion. With my current computing power, it would take me tens of thousands of years to process it all."

Back in the Jujutsu Kaisen world.

For nearly a month, Miss Fox and Gojo Satoru helped each other with their dual cultivation, filling each other to overflowing fullness every day.

In a typical empty space, a few seconds can process a lot of junk information that would take more than a month to process.

The Boundless Void Tutoring Class, where incantations have been publicly enhanced, not only transforms junk information into scientific knowledge, but also doubles the speed of its dissemination.

The amount accumulated over the past month would take Miss Fox tens of thousands of years to process, even with her tiny brain.

That's why the possessed lady has been quiet for so long.

Now, reconnecting to the brain reveals no extra information; it's no different from a normal state.

Miss Fox raised an eyebrow. "So, how did you process the information and manage to get out?"

It is "me".

"I may be a bit stupid, but I'm quite sensible."

"As for why so quickly... ask away!"

"Can the deduction skill directly put Ultraman's brain into a dormant state?"

What's the meaning...

Okay, Miss Fox understands what that means.

No wonder such a large Zero machine, which uses over 90% of the CPU, still felt like it couldn't handle the computing power, and the macro machine needed to go into hibernation after only a few days.

"So this is the work of yours!"

"The older versions couldn't handle the mountain of data, but suddenly, through integration and upgrading to a new version, we have so much computing power. Why can't we use it?"

A shrug popped into my head. Tsk.

No wonder Zero was so weak back then; he went down after only two days and two nights!

Really are--

Forget it, it's not like she's the one who's wilted.

"Let's put that aside for now. What about the fact that you're a miracle?"

The customer service representative in the group, who is not human, is using riddles between the lines.

Now that the possessed lady in my head has jumped out and launched a massive self-destruction, that fox lady won't let her get away with it.

"But no matter what, you're not going to use my body!"

"...I was really stupid."

The thought suddenly appeared, and in an instant it had been repeated several times in my mind.

Tsk, sooner or later I'll have to let that possessed girl know who the real father is!

"It's not a miracle; the power to solve all problems has always been in my hands."

It's always been in my hands...

It's meaningless, I don't understand it at all!

How come this possessed lady is also a riddle person?! Riddlers must die!

Ah, I'm a riddle person too, never mind then.

However, since you're going to be the riddle teller here, don't blame me for getting to the bottom of things.

"So what does it mean that it's always been in your hands? The Dark Ring, is that right?"

"what?"

"Oh, that toy, well, you could call it that, but it's not the power in your hands."

Ha, if it's not the Dark Ring, then what could it be?

Miss Fox just couldn't understand it. One or two of them seemed to know her better than she did, always talking about miracles and how she had always been in her hands.

What exactly is the miracle in her hands?

The Earth Goddess's skill tree? Her presence reduced to zero by her stealth abilities? Zanpakuto? Gravity?

Regardless of which one, Miss Fox doesn't think she's a match for the Twisted Beast, after all, she's only at the city-level combat power at this stage.

The customer service representative, that plush ball, said that the Twisted Beast surpasses Earth and can passively lock onto her, ignoring her presence.

At the very least, it's a combat power at the level of a star burster; that's quite a leap.

"Rising directly to the planetary level, isn't that a bit overconfident...?"

The fox sighed, helpless.

If you really want to say something, Miss Fox isn't incapable of destroying a planet.

All we need to do is manipulate gravity to cause the collapse of space, then release the restrictions and create a real black hole, which can then destroy the planet.

The advantage is that it doesn't require much effort, but the disadvantage is that she herself will be the first one swallowed.

After all, Miss Fox doesn't have the ability to escape the gravity of a real black hole, so creating one would only bring her disaster.

"It's impossible to actually create a black hole and go up there to perish together with it, right?"

"...There's no need for that. When you realize your true nature, you will understand the immense power you hold in your hands."

Of course I know! Gravity is one of the four fundamental forces of the universe. How could I not know it?

But honestly, my abilities are trash.

No matter how outrageously useful a skill is, it can't overcome a lack of personal strength, just like a refrigerator, a volleyball, or a rhinoceros beetle.

Even the Demon God was interested in the ability of primordial matter, but it was still easily molded into a volleyball by the Demon God.

Miss Fox is the same now.

"Well, let's just take it one step at a time..."

Shaking her head helplessly, Miss Fox understood that no matter how much she asked, she wouldn't get an answer.

Ultimately, we must exert great effort and leave the rest to miracles.

"We are now almost at the dimension of the Time and Space Administration Headquarters in the Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha world."

The group buy is officially starting now!

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Chapter 681 The Truth About First-Hand Chat Groups

Cake is a dessert that may not be the most delicious, but it is certainly sweet enough.

The powerful like to monopolize the cake, even if it causes indigestion and leaves it uneaten. They'd rather feed it to the dogs and let it rot somewhere than let any outsider dare to touch it.

It may not be delicious, but it's definitely tempting.

The energy generated by the world consciousness operating the world, the origin of the world, is a cake in the eyes of some unscrupulous people.

They don't want to honestly operate the world and generate the world's origin. For them, other people's things are often the best and the most wonderful.

Using trickery, they seize what others have accumulated over time and turn it into nourishment for their own growth.

The Twisted Beast is one of the microcosms of those who act against the will.

However, unlike ordinary scoundrels who disguise themselves as systems, gods, or old men, the Twisted Beast considers itself to be far superior.

It created a cheat system popular among transmigrators, and with hints, installed it on the natives of various worlds, positioning the transmigrators as the culprits who brought about destruction, guiding them to fight, and leading them to oppose each other.

He himself also appeared afterward many times to reap the rewards, portraying himself as the main villain and keeping that group of transmigrators and hunters hanging around to different worlds.

Under increasingly strong implications, the time-traveling hunters are brainless.

They will never realize that in their fight against the transmigrators, the cheat codes they installed are being used by the transmigrators to gradually weaken the world's consciousness, preparing it for its arrival.

They will never know that their own actions are what caused the world's downfall.

Just imagining what would happen when they realized this reality made the Twisted Beast want to curl up in pleasure and shrink into a ball.

Isn't this much simpler than fooling time travelers?

They are easily fooled, stubborn, inflexible, narrow-minded, and have low levels of education. They also tend to form cliques, which can turn them into a disorganized mess, causing them to work for free.

It's perfect as a refrigerator for storing food.

They could also conveniently eat the scarred people who were killed in the name of revenge, which was a great deal.

Before it discovered this world!

A world crystal wall of absurd thickness, thousands of world corpses glued together, a cake without managers, without owners, and without consciousness!

When the twisted beast, which was constantly recovering from its injuries in the dimensional sea, discovered this feast, it could hardly believe it was dreaming. How could it encounter such a good thing during its bottleneck period of advancement!

Even after it pierced through that pitifully thick crystal wall, it discovered a delicate and delicious little dessert mixed in inside, and happiness instantly enveloped its entire body.

You don't even need to eat the whole cake; just a few big bites will be enough to enhance its flavor.

This also sparked its interest in observing how humans would react.

After piercing through the crystal wall, it didn't rush to swallow it. Instead, it blocked the opening and watched with amusement the actions of these insects who called themselves the Justice Time and Space Administration.

It must be said that it's quite amusing that the group of insects that, seeing no hope of eradicating it, developed a group that believed in it and begged for its mercy. They all made it laugh.

This is much more interesting than the time-traveling hunters it keeps.

As the Twisted Beast thought this, it turned its gaze to the rift between dimensions. Its golden-red beast eyes seemed to ignore everything as it focused its attention on the ship and the elf with long, pale golden hair!

"finally come."

Exquisite and delicious desserts contain something that makes them envious.

Although it was only in its early stages, it was enough to make it covet it.

"These worms, haven't they given up yet?" Below the crack in the crystal wall, the Twisted Beast saw a group of people suddenly appear.

Divided into three teams, each member of the team radiates an energy known as magic, which appears frequently throughout the myriad worlds. All three teams wield the same items within their respective factions.

Clearly, this is yet another case of exploitation against it.

The Twisted Beast was used to the similarity in appearance among these three groups and had never cared about it.

Appearance is just a disguise; changing it creates a completely new look.

Therefore, judging people should not be based on their appearance.

Although these three groups of people do have some issues, not only is their magical nature the same, but their spiritual aura is also the same.

However, the Twisted Beast considered itself to have some knowledge; clones were perfectly normal.

"Is that all? It's far from enough."

I glanced at it and then stopped paying attention.

Moreover, these newly emerged clones panicked and stared at each other in surprise, without launching any attack against it.

Sending out a bunch of poorly educated clones is probably a last resort for comedic relief.

"This feeling is..."