Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Flying Squirrel was still somewhat melancholic: "I never thought that after playing this game for so long, it would come to an end."

"Whether it's Peroroncino, Tachi Mi, Emerald Record, or Bubble Teapot, everyone has drifted apart and stopped playing games online."

In the end, the guild became deserted and quiet, sigh..."

Chen Hong also felt a pang of regret, recalling the carefree days of running dungeons with everyone and engaging in group battles with enemy guilds.

"There's no way around it. Everyone has to live their lives in real life. The people in our guild aren't like you, working like slaves to make a living. They're like Tapimy, winners in life, taking care of their wives and children. Naturally, they have less and less time to play games."

Hearing Chen Hong's sigh, Flying Squirrel said with some emotion, "Fortunately, at the last moment before the server shuts down, I still have you, Chen Hong, with me, so it can be considered a not-so-awkward ending."

"It's a pity that everything in this guild is filled with memories."

"And Chen Hong, the world-class artifacts you acquired at great expense are all going to be turned into data cannon fodder and vanish into thin air."

"Sigh, I advised you not to spend so much money on in-game purchases back then. Now it's too late to regret it. You're losing money hand over fist."

Seeing the flying squirrel's pained expression, Chen Hong found it somewhat amusing.

Did we lose money?
It's not a loss.

Instead, they made a fortune.

For Chen Hong, money was just a string of numbers.

The money gained from time travel could be used to make a fortune.

This guild and his personal account contain far more than just 200 world-class items.

There are countless artifacts, equipment, gold coins, skill books, knowledge books, and materials.

These are all enormous assets, many of which are non-renewable resources and are extremely precious.

Chen Hong brought up the control panel, intending to make final adjustments to the settings of the teapot.

The first thing I looked at was naturally Albedo, the most beautiful woman in Nazarick.

I decisively changed her depraved and unchaste setting to "chaste virgin" and entered the setting of "forever loving Chen Hong".

This time, they've snatched the Blademaster from the enemy.

The flying squirrel stared blankly at it.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of hobby, Chen Hong?" Flying Squirrel looked at Chen Hong with a strange expression.

What's the point of changing character settings if the game is going to shut down anyway?

In Flying Squirrel's view, this was just Chen Hong's plan to play around with the game before shutting it down.

He just likes anime girls, which is nothing compared to the bizarre hobbies of the Jade Record.

Nazarick is full of talented people, and the flying squirrel is already used to it.

Chen Hong continued to bring up Shalltear's character panel, looking at her blood-sucking leech design with its mouth full of needle-like teeth, and couldn't help but sigh:
"The Jade Record is still too abnormal."

Ainz Ooal Gown empathized: "That's right, Jade Record's eccentricities are indeed too extreme."

Chen Hong quickly made changes, transforming Shalltear into a vampire in a normal human form, with at most some vampire features such as fangs and bat wings.

Furthermore, Shalltear's fetish was changed to a liking for absorbing the dragon's genitals of the Starforged Dragon King.

This action left the rootless Bone King completely bewildered, his eyes filled with a strange expression.

He suspected that Chen Hong was dissing him, but he had no evidence.

After the modifications were completed, I waited a while, and then the server shut down and entered a countdown.

3, 2, 1.
"coming!"

Chen Hong felt a powerful primal force carrying him through the world barrier and into another world.

Furthermore, the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick was transformed from a mere figure into a real and tangible entity.

Chen Hong felt a primal force transforming him.

However, due to his immortal nature as a Golden Immortal, he remained unmoved and unshakable, and his essence could not be changed. He could only transform the power of the Star Forging Dragon King account into a physical form.

In other words, Chen Hong can switch between human and dragon king forms.

Aurelion Sol is essentially one of his transformation forms. Once he fully masters this power, he can integrate it into his life essence, making it a part of his own power.

A glint flashed in Chen Hong's eyes. He planned to train the Star Forging Dragon King to the level of the Creation Dragon, then integrate it with his own life essence, turning it into a part of his power, in order to break through the shackles of the Golden Immortal and reach the Taiyi level, which is comparable to the Great Realm.

At this moment, Ainz Ooal Gown was clearly still in the dark and sent a message to Chen Hong with some confusion:

"Hasn't the countdown over?"

Why hasn't the game disappeared yet?

Chen Hong did not answer, but instead instructed Albedo:

Albedo.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Great and Supreme Lord Chen Hong."

Seeing Albedo's expressive face, her fervent gaze, and the overflowing love emanating from her, even Ainz Ooal Gown sensed something was amiss.

"how is this possible?"

Why would an NPC react like that?

"Aren't NPCs supposed to be very mechanical?"

As Fei Su looked around, every maid seemed to have changed, as if they had become living people, and you could feel their vitality even if they were standing still.

No longer the mechanical paper dolls in games.

The flying squirrel seemed to understand something, and an absurd guess arose in its mind.

The next second, Chen Hong's guess was confirmed.

“Albedo, I sense that our Great Tomb of Nazarick has been transferred to a new world by a force.”

This is no longer the world we used to live in.

Send someone to scout out the surrounding area and report back to me.

"Yes, Your Excellency Chen Hong, I will follow your instructions."

Now, the flying squirrel realized what was going on, and a storm of emotions surged within him.

The intense emotional fluctuations triggered his bone passive ability; a green light flashed, and he was forced to calm down.

Chen Hong knew that Flying Squirrel must have many questions, so he waved his hand, dismissing the housekeeper and maids, leaving only the two of them behind.

Flying Squirrel asked impatiently, "Chen Hong, what happened? Could it be...?"

"Have we traveled through time?"

“I think so, Flying Squirrel.” Chen Hong nodded. “You can tell by touching your own bones.”

The flying squirrel trembled as it touched its skull-like face with its bony fingers, then touched its ribs.

Unconvinced, he touched Chen Hong's dragon scales again.

Without a doubt, this realistic tactile sensation is something that games can't achieve.

The flying squirrel was somewhat devastated; had it turned into bones?

From a human being, to a skeleton?

My own flesh and blood!

My own penis!
That's all!
That's all!
Chen Hong found it somewhat amusing to look at the flying squirrel who seemed to be questioning his existence.

Who told Momonga to choose the Skeleton race? You never expected that one day it would actually become a time-travel story.

"Flying Squirrel, let's go, I'll take you outside for a stroll."

Chen Hong pulled on the flying squirrel's bony arm, and the flying squirrel resisted somewhat:

"We don't have any information from the outside world yet. Isn't it a bit too hasty to leave the great tomb so rashly?"
"Isn't that too dangerous?"

Chen Hong rolled his eyes: "Don't you believe in my abilities?"

"Aren't you just an ordinary person like me?" Momonga tilted his head, looking somewhat bewildered. (End of Chapter)