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

Noelle: The time is now 2:37:23 AM, it just passed.

A seventeen-year-old girl: Has it gotten this late without me even realizing it?

Seventeen-year-old girl: No, I'm going to sleep now, staying up too late is bad for my skin~

Newbie here to fill in the blanks: Farewell, Purple Mom, watch out for menopause!

Grocery store owner: It really is time to take a break.

Grocery store owner: I checked, and there's no time limit for signing up for this mission; you can sign up anytime.

General store owner: If we can't get in touch with Uchiha Madara at this time, let's try contacting him again during the day.

Newbie just there to fill a spot: Yeah, I've been chatting in the group for over an hour without even realizing it!

Newbie just there to make up the numbers: Time flies!

Paid newbie: Indeed

Newbie here to fill in: Goodnight everyone, I should go catch up on some sleep too, this fight really took a toll on my energy...

Noelle: ...?

"Ahhh~ Ahhhhh~" She stretched. She hadn't noticed until this topic came up, but now that it was mentioned, Miss Fox clearly felt sleepy. She needed to rest.

But the wine placed in front of Miss Fox Spirit was not short, and she wanted to drink it all back (on the way to the inn). Thinking about it made her even sleepier.

"Eek!?" Suddenly startled, Miss Fox felt her foot touch something icy cold and shivered instantly. Looking down, she saw it was water. It was an underground river that had spread upwards. In the hour she had been swimming, the gushing underground water had cooled the surrounding area, filled the craters created by the Crimson Cannon, and continued to spread upwards, touching Miss Fox's foot.

At this rate of rise, it won't be long before a huge lake forms here.

"Where did all this water come from to form this lake..." Shaking her head, Miss Fox, who didn't know much about such things, didn't think about it much... She was so sleepy that she couldn't think about it anymore.

For Miss Fox right now, the most important thing is to get back to her room, then collapse into bed and recharge her energy.

"Ah!! What bit my butt again!" She jerked her head up, clutching her backside. This time, the pain was far worse than any she'd experienced before! It felt like a piece of flesh had been torn off! 'My foolish master,' the Zanpakuto, Fan Gu, approached the fox, brandishing its blade to urge her to look down. 'Your companion seems to have come back to life. For the past half hour, she's been biting your butt intermittently. She might be a pervert. I think you need to reconsider whether you still want to be friends with her, my master.'

"Huh?" Miss Fox was taken aback. Looking down, she saw Evilue, with a red mark on her face that she didn't know what had happened, glaring at her fiercely.

"It really came back to life!?"

Miss Fox was terrified and trembling as she reached out a finger to check Ibiruai's breathing: "Don't come looking for me if you've come back to life! I'm actually a little afraid of ghosts..." She was a little afraid of ghosts because she wasn't sure if she could actually hit one.

But if ghosts could do it, the outcome would be different.

"What? Still not breathing. Thank goodness it didn't come back to life... Ah!!" My finger! My finger got bitten!

"Oh no! Am I going to get infected with some weird virus?! A zombie virus that infects others through rap?!"

"You vile, despicable elf! I'm a vampire! Vampires are bastards who don't need to breathe!!" Evilue said viciously, biting the fox lady's finger.

"well!?"...

...

The next day. Aoyama develops a mental illness.

Aoyama woke up from his sleep feeling energetic. He woke up naturally at seven o'clock in the morning without feeling sleepy or wanting to stay in bed. His sleep quality last night was excellent.

"...The only downside is that I woke up in a mental hospital." The thought of my current situation gives me a headache.

Thanks to the mission rewards, Aoyama's damaged brain was restored, and he regained his sanity. However, to be discharged from the hospital, he still needs a series of examinations and a large number of applications to be approved. Only after it is fully confirmed that Aoyama has truly recovered can he leave.

The past few days of regaining his senses have been incredibly stifling for Qingshan.

"Just bear with it, it'll only take a few days," Aoyama comforted himself.

At times like this, all he can do is rely on the "spiritual victory" mentality. After all, he doesn't have the ability to change anything.

Besides, instead of spending time thinking about these things, it's better to go to the group and see if you can get some good stuff, or see the people you want to see get humiliated.

"99+!?" This was something Aoyama hadn't expected.

Last night before bed, he was constantly stalking the screen, occasionally chiming in with a few words. As a result, the message count jumped to 99+. But when I checked, it was far more than 99+—a terrifying 999+ messages! Good heavens, a bunch of sleepless night owls!

"Wait a minute? What's with Noelle's head in the group file!?"

No way, no way, no way! Did Noelle somehow mislead the group members, anger everyone, and then get her head chopped off and thrown into the group files?!

The world is going to the dogs...

"Wait? There's a new mission!?" Group missions are usually highlighted in bold in obvious places, making them easy to spot. Qingshan was no exception; after glancing at the group files, he quickly noticed the mission description in the group announcement.

But Aoyama didn't go to see it.

He lost his position as group leader because of a failed mission, while the newbie who was just there to fill a spot was able to take over because of their outstanding performance in the previous mission, thus becoming a candidate for group leader.

As long as the newbie who's just there to make up the numbers isn't the group leader, he still has a chance.

"A mission! It's an opportunity!" Without even reading it carefully, he clicked to sign up!

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Chapter 127 Qingshan Believes in Love

Passing through the same portal as before, Aoyama arrived once again in the world where he had previously stumbled.

But this time it's different; this time, Aoyama came prepared.

Before coming, I searched for all the familiar terms and thoroughly studied the general setting and characters of Overlord. I also briefly went through the main storyline of this world, traded some food with other mentally ill people for some leather armor, dressed up like an adventurer from another world, and then crossed the portal. I even wore a mask.

Absolutely foolproof. I'm sure I'll perform well in this mission, become a candidate for group leader, regain the position, rectify the group's atmosphere, and take control of the chat group back into my own hands.

If I fail, and am replaced by a newbie who's just there to fill a spot, looked down upon by newbies who've paid for the game, and have my character's persona ruined by Noelle's chat group, then I might as well quit!

"Hmph! This mission will allow me to reclaim everything I've lost!" Qingshan said firmly, raising his fist.

Then he began to look around at his surroundings.

This seems to be someone's room. The floor-to-ceiling windows are large and luxurious, and the decorations on the balcony outside are also beautiful, immediately drawing attention to this area. The room's decor and furnishings are very cozy, with a delicate little round table and several small chairs placed in the corner, giving it the feel of a noble lady's bedroom. The overall color scheme is warm and comfortable, without being too jarring.

"Could I have accidentally wandered into some noble lady's room...?" Aoyama broke out in a cold sweat. If he were discovered like that, he wouldn't be able to explain himself no matter how many mouths he had.

No! Calm down, Aoyama!

The portal to this world was opened by the world's consciousness near the location of the group members. It was like that last time, so there's no reason it wouldn't be the same this time. It's likely that some newbie was just there to make up the numbers, which is why he was teleported here.

So calm down and find the newbies who are just there to fill the group. Unlike the paying newbies, even if he's no longer the group admin and his persona has been disrupted by the newcomer Noelle, his attitude towards him has only become a little awkward. Deep down, he still has feelings for him. At least if you flatter him a bit and show him a bright future, things can definitely go back to how they were before.

Aoyama nodded, brimming with confidence in the results of his thinking. Because he was the owner of the chat group, the protagonist, the protagonist whose intelligence surpassed that of the native anime and manga fans.

Come on, you newbie just there to make up the numbers. If you don't want me to expose your shameful act of using the Sixth Child to infiltrate the noble lady's room in the group chat, then you'd better show yourself. I know you're probably watching me from the sidelines, just like last time.

Aoyama stood nervously in place, waiting for the newbie he imagined—the one who was just there to fill a spot—to approach him, or tag him in the group chat and lead him away. After all, he didn't know which city this newbie had landed in. If he got lost, he'd be out of the running again.

"Mmm...this isn't good...Uncle, I want to try that..." A voice came from the large bed behind him, which he had been deliberately ignoring. Aoyama was startled and his muscles tensed up!

He seems to be talking in his sleep, not fully awake yet...

My body, like an old, rusty machine starting up again, trembled as I turned to look back—

"Ah..." Qingshan quickly covered his mouth to stop himself from making a sound!

He was stunned!

He had always believed that stories like King You of Zhou lighting the beacon fires to amuse his concubine were pure nonsense. While a woman might be beautiful, she couldn't possibly be so beautiful as to make one stop in their tracks, eclipsing all other wonders in the world. This had always been his view.

Consider the advanced technology of today, with its beauty products and plastic surgery techniques. Perhaps things will decline in the future, but the appearances achieved through high-end technology will definitely be above average, even several points above. Even so, no celebrity can make people swoon. Moreover, from an evolutionary perspective, humans are becoming more and more beautiful, so Qingshan has always scoffed at the so-called "beauty" theory. However, today, in this room, Qingshan understands why this newbie, just there to fill a spot, would sneak into someone's boudoir in such a lewd way. Because even Qingshan himself now realizes how shallow he was before, like a law student who could only see what was right in front of him, only thinking about how to seize wealth that didn't belong to him, only using dirty and despicable means to murder his brother and adoptive father, unable to see the more beautiful and abundant scenery beyond his sight.

To presumptuously declare the view from the summit nothing special without ever having climbed it is utterly superficial.

The woman on the bed was breathtakingly beautiful. Her smile was alluring, her frown pitiful; she possessed the very essence of heaven and earth, the brilliance of mountains and rivers—every feature was exquisitely beautiful. It could be said that she possessed nine-tenths of the heavens' beauty, the remaining one-tenth bestowed upon the world. Every smile, every nod, every furrowed brow was captivating. Her golden hair, as white as the sun, flowed freely, yet remained perfectly styled, a few strands resting on her small mouth as she smacked her lips in sweet dreams. This adorable scene melted Qingshan's heart. He fell in love at first sight; he believed in love.

Forgive Qingshan for his poor writing skills; this is all I can say. But that's the gist of it. He now believes that a person can be so beautiful that the moon hides its face in shame and the fish sink in the water.

Sure enough, such a person only exists in the world of anime and manga. With such a beauty, what man wouldn't rush headlong into her trap?

Even though her figure isn't visible under the covers, with such a face, one can only imagine that her figure wouldn't be too bad. Moreover, her bare shoulders and the exposed, white, rounded shape stand out prominently against the blanket, suggesting a figure that would drive men crazy.

If he could marry this person, Aoyama would be willing to shorten his life by fifty years.

"Ah..." The sunlight from outside the window shone through the crack onto the face of the beauty on the bed, causing her arched eyebrows to furrow, and Qingshan's heart tightened with tension.

The beauty raised her hand to cover her glasses, revealing her smooth, white armpits. She mumbled a few words and then drifted off to sleep peacefully.

*Gulp!* Qingshan, who was secretly peeking at the beauty on the bed, who was probably naked under the covers, couldn't help but swallow hard, staring at her smooth armpits as if performing a flag-raising ceremony. He awkwardly bent over.

No, he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to get some newbies to take him away quickly; he didn't want to lose control and fail at the very first step in his pursuit of this beauty, or have to take a longer route. Besides, staying in someone else's room all the time wasn't good either; if he got caught, he might end up in jail again.

So Qingshan put his hand to his mouth like a megaphone and shouted in a very low voice to the surrounding area, "Newbie just there to fill in the numbers! Are any newbies here?! Stop looking around, take me away from here, let's find somewhere to properly discuss the group quest!..."

quiet...

The only sound in the room was the curtains being blown open; the newbie, who was just there to make up the numbers, seemed to be fast asleep and didn't pay any attention to him at all.

"Newbie just there to make up the numbers!!" Aoyama raised his voice slightly and shouted again. Still, there was no response.

Tsk!

There's no way around it. That jerk, the newbie who was just there to fill a spot, has the ability to turn invisible, but he doesn't. Once I finally get my wife, I'll definitely make sure she stays away from that newbie. He already has a fairy heroine, and he's still eyeing his sister-in-law! How can I not teach him a lesson?

Thinking viciously about how to make things difficult for the newbies who were just there to make up the numbers, Aoyama, selectively ignoring the beautiful woman with pointed ears on the bed, tiptoed to the door, wanting to leave before the person on the bed woke up.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the door, it was kicked open, and he was greeted by a little girl wearing a mask and a red cloak standing in the doorway.

"You damned, vile spirit! How long are you going to sleep?!...Who are you?!"

"..." Oh no, we're doomed!

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Chapter 128 Miss Fox: If it's for money...

"Ultimate Magic Enhancement: Scattering Flowers!"

"Who's afraid of who! Behold my Yin-Yang Technique! Fire Talisman!"

Early in the morning, Miss Fox was gradually and forcibly awakened from her sleep by a series of strange noises.

It's annoying, but there's nothing I can do about the noise.

It's like finally reaching a rare holiday after a long, busy period. You want to sleep in, but then you're caught in the middle of your neighbor's renovations. The feeling, the sheer awfulness, makes you want to curse. This precious day of quality holiday life is ruined from the very beginning.

Although Miss Fox can now treat almost every day as a holiday, that doesn't stop her from feeling that way.

A deafening roar filled my ears—explosions over there, walls collapsing over there, deafening sound effects blaring from one side, and the visceral noise of hand-to-hand combat echoing from the other. A jumble of chaotic sounds swirled in my ears, and my bed shook violently from the noise. It was utterly torturous.

The quality of my sleep, which had been good for only a few hours, plummeted.

"Ugh...so noisy..." The old trick, the pillow under her head, only works in situations like this, taking over and covering Miss Fox's head.

But this method didn't work. The noise continued as loud as ever, and the bed continued to vibrate as usual. Once awake, it was difficult for the person to fall back asleep peacefully.

Miss Fox is not in good condition.

"So what are you doing in my room?! Demolishing it?!" Miss Fox threw a pillow and sat up angrily, shouting.

Then Miss Fox saw Aoyama, who had been hit with a pillow and was covered in bruises, his face swollen and bruised, and Ibiruai, who was riding on Aoyama and raising her fist to punch him. Both of them were attracted by Miss Fox's voice and looked over.

Miss Fox instinctively pulled up the blanket to cover herself.

“…” “…” “…” Three faces were completely bewildered.

After a while, the fox silently lay down, curling up inside the blanket. Judging from its shape, it seemed to be checking something.

"No! Don't misunderstand! I'm not that kind of person! I absolutely did nothing to you, Miss!!" Aoyama quickly explained.

"If you're not that kind of person, then why are you showing up in that vile elf's room so early in the morning!?" Evilue, riding on Aoyama's back, retorted, raising her fist to deepen the color of Aoyama's dark circles.

The man who appeared in the girl's room so early in the morning, tiptoeing away, could only be... Ibiruai couldn't think of anything else besides that kind of thing! Let's fight first!

"No! This is a misunderstanding!" Qingshan wailed, trying to explain, but it was really difficult for him to explain clearly in this situation, unless he betrayed his teammates! So Qingshan had a flash of inspiration and instantly came up with a brilliant idea!

"Listen to me! Don't hit me! Listen to me first! I have absolute evidence to prove that I am innocent and I am not that kind of person!" Qingshan begged for mercy, raising his hands to cover his face.

Heaven knows why this little girl riding on him is so strong. It's one thing to be powerful in magic, but shouldn't a mage be a bit more delicate? Why can't he beat her?! Otherwise, he would have run away long ago; he wouldn't have to embarrass himself in front of his future wife!

"Oh? Did you have anything to argue about before you went to prison?" Ibiruai became interested and used magic to imprison him, asking.

She wanted to see what else this guy had to say in his excuses.

"This isn't an excuse! I'm really being framed! It's all because of that damned newbie who was just there to fill a spot!" Qingshan said viciously. The blanket on the bed trembled upon hearing the keyword and slowly peeked out from under the covers. Had she just misheard something?

Just like when we were kids, when other kids' classmates came looking for someone in the neighborhood, the other person would call out with a slight accent or unclear pronunciation, making it sound like they were calling our own name, and we would stupidly peek out and answer.

Miss Fox has already learned her lesson many times, so she's determined not to suffer any more losses by recreating classic scenes like this.