Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

After leaving the city lord's mansion, Lin Yuan randomly chose an uninhabited small building and instructed the service AI not to disturb him unless someone was looking for him. He couldn't wait to check the notification sounds that kept ringing in his mind while he was in the room.

"Ding, welcome to the chat group."

"Ding! You have been automatically promoted to group administrator."

"Ding! Welcome to the chat group for senior citizens who enjoy shonen manga and fantasy cultivation!"

"Ding! Welcome to the chat group – you're a 'black-hearted' person who's slandering others!"

"Ding! Welcome to join my chat group and become my son!"

"Ding! Welcome to the chat group, this isn't the nickname I wanted!"

finally come!

Having traveled here for over 300 million years, his cheat code has finally arrived!

"A chat group?" Lin Yuan recalled something from his distant memories, and then his expression turned strange.

"I only came here after obtaining the key to advance to an immortal god. Does that mean if my talent is so poor that I can only linger at the Domain Lord or World Lord level, I'll have to obediently remain a native in the Devouring Starry Sky World for the rest of my life?"

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. Focusing on the steps indicated by the mental prompts, he opened the chat group panel... um...

The first thing that caught Lin Yuan's eye was the chubby penguin wearing a red scarf. Lin Yuan's lips twitched involuntarily: "Is the Big Penguin Group really that powerful? Their business has even expanded into the multiverse!"

Looking at the familiar group chat panel in his mind, he sighed, "This is also my lost youth!"

The chat group was quiet. All five people, including Lin Yuan, were very aloof. It had been almost half an hour since they came out of the Chaos Stele Comprehension Chamber, but no one had spoken.

Seeing that all his group members were online, Lin Yuan decided to take the initiative to say hello. With endless lifespan within his grasp, all he had to do was play it safe and live to the end with ease. He had to find a way to have some fun!

[A restless, aspiring deity: Newbie reporting in, veterans please lend me your skills!]

"Damn it!" Lin Yuan was furious when he saw his group nickname! Who are you calling restless?! What's wrong with a newbie getting excited after finally seeing a cheat system?!

[A black heart is truly a stain on someone else's reputation: What kind of monster is this now? Is it talking from inside a coffin?]

[Come be my son, all of you! Gurararara! Is that some kind of special Devil Fruit ability? I don't know what happened, but I'm Whitebeard! Bring it on!]

"Hmm?!" Upon hearing this name, Lin Yuan's eyes lit up. The world of One Piece!

It has to be said that the Devil Fruit abilities in this world are quite overpowered. I need to comprehend the fundamental laws of space, and if I can trick Whitebeard into giving me the Door-Door Fruit or other space-related fruits, it would be of great help.

As for the others, we can't tell from their nicknames yet; we'll have to observe them further.

[This isn't the nickname I wanted: So transmigrating really does give you a cheat code! I knew those novelists were all hidden masters! Finally, it's my turn, Meng Qi, to shine in public!]

Lin Yuan glanced sideways. "It seems this kid is also a transmigrator. I just don't know if he was originally the protagonist, or if he's an extraterrestrial demon like me."

[In an elderly, passionate cultivation novel: Oops, I'm getting old. It took me ages to figure out how to play this thing. This humble Daoist is Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain, greetings to all fellow Daoists!]

Upon seeing this message, Lin Yuan's eyes lit up again; it was another acquaintance!

This Tian Tong Dao Ren can be said to be the person who is closest to becoming an immortal in the Dharma-ending Age. His style and that of the Daying Immortal Zuo Ruotong are different from others. It is truly a case of others practicing martial arts while I cultivate immortality.

While others were still exchanging blows and occasionally throwing a couple of small flying swords for fun, one of them had been practicing reverse rebirth for decades, his feet never touching the ground; the other, when serious, would directly conjure heavenly thunder with his hands, striking without needing a second move.

Nobody would believe they weren't cheaters!

"But Lao Zhang, you say you don't understand how to play? That's a bit ridiculous!" Lin Yuan couldn't help but mutter to himself, "He even had the nerve to take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments when he subdued the berserk Lu Jin. How could he not have used group chat?"

[A restless, preparatory deity: @In an old-fashioned, passionate fantasy world of cultivation, it turns out to be the Heavenly Daoist in person! My apologies for my disrespect!]

The presence of crickets in the shadows didn't stop Lin Yuan from showing goodwill towards Old Zhang; there are also many interesting things in the world of Under One Person worth studying.

Making money? No shame in it!

Seeing that his nickname above his head hadn't changed, Lin Yuan immediately went to find the name change function. He was a little restless inside, but he thought, "Why did you have to say it out loud in this stupid group chat?"

At the back of Longhu Mountain, in the residence of the Celestial Master, Zhang Zhiwei's already small eyes were completely squinted into slits.

Having cultivated for so many years, he was confident that no supernatural being could outwit him, so he only took two seconds to accept the chat group in his mind, and he was very clear that it did not belong to this world.

"How did this troublesome deity know my Daoist name?" Various guesses flashed through my mind. "Did a sorcerer calculate it using their inner vision? Or was he just quietly watching from above?"

His mind raced, but since the other person had greeted him, he couldn't ignore it.

[In an old man's passionate cultivation anime: @The restless prospective god, judging from your title, you should be only one step away from becoming a god. I have long admired you!]

The glaring nickname was still provoking him, and Lin Yuan's expression changed. His genetic energy surged throughout his body, and he made a small breakthrough in his comprehension of the laws of space.

[Lin Yuan: Really? When did you first hear about me?]

Seeing his reply, he narrowed his eyes and twitched his lips. Why was he being so serious when he was just being polite? But he still replied patiently.

[In an old man's hot-blooded cultivation anime: Just now...]

This isn't the nickname I wanted: ...

[A black heart is truly a stain on someone else's reputation: ...]

[Come be my son, everyone! :...]

"Ah...this!" Lin Yuan was speechless. He knew that what you said was a lie, but he didn't expect that Old Zhang was actually an honest person!

He shook his head, deciding to stop teasing Old Zhang.

[Lin Yuan: But I have indeed long admired you, Master Zhang Zhiwei, the 65th Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the undisputed pinnacle of the world of extraordinary beings!]

Old Zhang's eyes were squinted so much that he could no longer see.

[In an old man's passionate cultivation novel: Where does this restless, aspiring deity come from? If I'm not mistaken, we should be from different worlds. How do you know my identity?]

Lin Yuan: We are indeed not from the same world, and I have never seen you in person, but I watched an anime when I was young that recorded some stories about you.

Also, everyone can change their nicknames to their real names; otherwise, it feels awkward.

[Meng Qi: Yes, the restless, prepared spirits.]

[Ye Fan: Okay, the restless, prepared deities.]

Edward Newgate: Okay, restless preparatory spirits.

@Lin Yuan @Meng Qi @Ye Fan @Zhang Zhiwei, Gulala! Hello everyone, I'm Whitebeard. Would you like to be my sons?

Lin Yuan's face turned ashen. These people were even marching in formation? And there was even a little kid who wanted to be his father?

He was almost laughing in anger!

"But...they're all acquaintances!" Suppressing his anger, his eyes darted around:

"Meng Qi? That brute from the Supreme Being? If this really is the world, then the upper limit would have to soar to the Origin Continent!"

Ye Fan? And it's related to coffins? Shrouding the Heavens? This place is not bad either. The Great Emperors and Ancient Emperors should be roughly equivalent to the Lords of the Universe. There are quite a few good things inside.

The remaining two, with slightly weaker power systems, also possess some unique treasures worth scheming for.

"So it seems everyone in the group is a character from some work," Lin Yuan mused. "Does that mean... I might also be a part of an author typing out text?"

Lin Yuan: @Edward Newgate, don't casually say you want to adopt someone as your son. Zhang Zhiwei in the group is already over 100 years old, much older than you!

I'm almost 350 million years old this year; even your ancestors wouldn't dare say that to me.

Ok? !

Three and a half million years old!

This number has everyone's brains malfunctioning.

Zhang Zhiwei's languid expression vanished completely, and his eyes, which had long been gleaming with inner light, suddenly flashed with a sharp glint. Who among those who cultivates Taoism doesn't strive for immortality? This is an unparalleled opportunity!

Ye Fan was extremely excited. He was very interested in the legends of the ancient people and was the most convinced of the ancient belief in immortality. Today, he had just seen the mythical dragon corpse, and in this chat group that suddenly appeared, someone said that he had lived for more than three million years!

Whitebeard was also bewildered. He had just asked a question out of habit, so how did he end up luring out an old monster?

The most excited person was Meng Qi. He had just transmigrated and was even forcibly ordained by an old monk. Who would have thought that things would take such a dramatic turn? Not only did he get a cheat code, but he also got such a powerful backer!

But the most urgent task is to first confirm who Lin Yuan really is before considering currying favor with him. Otherwise, what if he's just a mortal who's taken an elixir of immortality? Should we just entertain our group members online?

"But we can't ask directly!" In a Zen temple, a bald young monk scratched his head. "We have to start by subtly probing from other people."

[Meng Qi: @Ye Fan, are you the Ye Tiandi from Shrouding the Heavens? @Edward Newgate, are you the strongest man in the world, the Whitebeard among the Four Emperors?]

[Ye Fan: What, Emperor Ye? I don't know what you're talking about.]

Edward Newgate: Goo-hoo! Yes, it's me, the Whitebeard!

@Lin Yuan @Zhang Zhiwei, I'm sorry, I just wanted more people to become my family, I didn't mean to take advantage of you.

[Zhang Zhiwei: It's alright. I've heard of some young people who like to adopt sons; your quirk isn't too outrageous.]

His mind was now entirely focused on Lin Yuan, trying to figure out whether the other's longevity was innate or acquired through cultivation, and if so, whether it could be obtained through cultivation...

[Lin Yuan: It's okay, I don't care if the ants yell at me.]

These words made the white-bearded man's forehead veins bulge, but he had offended the other party first, and he didn't know the strength of that person from another world, so he could only endure it for now.

Meng Qi: @Ye Fan, you mentioned a coffin at the beginning, so I can only think of Emperor Ye.

Let me rephrase my question: Are you Ye Fan, the college classmate who drives a BMW up Mount Tai and is then carried on an interstellar journey by nine dragons pulling a coffin?

[Ye Fan: Uh… I am indeed inside the bronze coffin right now, but I'm not sure if it's interstellar travel as you're talking about.]

Meng Qi: That's right!

He continued to call out the remaining two names.

[Meng Qi: I truly do not know the Heavenly Daoist. I wonder who this restless, preparatory deity is?]

Upon seeing this message, Lin Yuan really wanted to go through the internet and beat this bastard to death, although if he actually went, the chances of him dying would be even greater.

[Lin Yuan: Aren't you all-powerful? Why don't you calculate it yourself!]

[Meng Qi: Hey! It's all thanks to the kindness of my friends in the martial arts world. I only know a little about the affairs of all realms.]

[Meng Qi: Besides, there are countless worlds with gods, especially one that's a prospective god. I honestly couldn't figure out where you're from even if I plucked all my hair out.]

[Lin Yuan: Sneer.jpg, What hairs of yours do you still have left to pluck, you brute force brother!]

Meng Qi was shocked. How did he know that he was bald? But then he was puzzled.

[Meng Qi: What does "Mang Jingang" mean?]

Lin Yuan frowned: "They haven't even gotten that nickname yet? Then the story should still be at the very beginning of 'The Supreme Being'."

[Lin Yuan: Smiling.jpg, it's nothing, who isn't a transmigrator at some point!]

The other three looked confused, but Xiao Meng understood what he meant.

"A time traveler? He too?" Recalling what he had just done to Whitebeard and Ye Fan, Meng Qi was horrified: "Damn it! He's spoiling my plot! And I'm that 'Brawling Vajra'!"

"No! This isn't the nickname I wanted!"

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