How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

I used Tornado's account to say something in that group, and to my surprise, the chat group showed nothing unusual.

Miss Fox thought that if her broken group could show up, it would also show that she was stealing Tornado's account, but it didn't.

I am Iron Man: Oh, my hero girl, what are you talking about? You mean there's more than one of these amazing things?

A soldier unlike anyone else: Miss Tornado, what happened to you?

Trembling Tornado: ......

Tornado glanced at the hand that was resting on her stomach and realized it was a difficult question to answer.

She thought that reconnecting to the chat group would be a simple matter, but who would have thought that she would be caught like this, and that not only could the other party see the content in the group, but they could also chat using her account.

This makes it difficult for her to even initiate assistance programs.

What exactly do you want to do?

"Ah, it's India, I really want to do what? (Miss Fox tilts her head and smiles, "I'm also looking for the answer~")

The main reason is that, to be honest, Tornado definitely wouldn't believe it, so she might as well just be a riddle teller.

Miss Fox quickly got the hang of the chat group that Tornado had connected to, and roughly understood what functions it had.

I even used Tornado's account to start a group chat for help.

Then nothing happened.

"As expected."

In the tornado group, none of the applicants have come; they're all just posting question marks.

"I've fed a ton of stuff to upgrade this broken group and it still can't open the door, so this one is even more impossible."

Life is tough, the fox sighed.

Although I was somewhat prepared, I was still quite disappointed.

We still need to find a way to hijack one of the Time and Space Administration's dimensional ships...

Click!

"?"

Miss Fox was startled when she saw a thin crack suddenly appear in the space beside her.

It seems... someone is pulling out all the stops?

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"Holy crap, we finally got in!"

The narrow gap slowly widened, and first a pair of hands reached in, then a head squeezed in.

He glanced around and saw Miss Fox's hand embedded in Tornado's body, and was instantly enraged—

"You did a great job!"

Snapped!

A large bag brought the boy to his senses somewhat.

With a forceful pull of both hands, the crack was widened enough for the upper body to extend through.

The boy summoned some kind of power, determined to return the large bag to the fox lady who had given him the gift—

Snapped!

As a result, the other side of his face also got a big slap.

"Speak properly?"

The boy nodded, came out of the crack, and sat down obediently.

Miss Fox then had time to take a good look at the group owner of another chat group.

Well, half of my strength comes from adding stat points.

Judging from his personal magnetic field information, the foundation of his own strength lies in the chat group, and the rest is his own hard work.

If you don't have your own understanding of it, then it's all in vain.

Anyway, if Miss Fox is to handle it, there's no need for him to have any shady dealings in the chat group; she can simply cut off the parts that don't belong to him.

Therefore, although it is possible to achieve miracles through great effort, it is not something to worry about.

Miss Fox then pulled her hand out of Tornado's body, intending to examine the crack that had been created.

"what..."

Sure enough, before she could get close, she was hit in the face by a beam of white light that shot out from the crack, and the crack closed immediately.

As for who shot that white light, you don't even need to use your brain to guess.

"Sure enough, it only took a few seconds..."

As expected, the Time and Space Administration acted quickly, firing a light cannon over in just a few seconds and shattering the crack.

As expected of someone obsessed.

Meanwhile, the boy's expression changed drastically. He had obviously realized that all his group members except for Tornado had lost contact, and that the signals had been completely blocked by the Time and Space Administration's advanced technology.

First of all, congratulations to this unknown fellow villager for successfully getting himself into trouble.

"So, do you understand now?"

Miss Fox was happy to explain and make people understand their situation.

But to my surprise, the boy's expression was strange.

It wasn't the expression Miss Fox had expected, but a strange, inexplicable, and puzzled look—

"what?"

It's like the expression on the faces of players in the same game when they see someone else pull off a move they could never have imagined.

I was stunned with surprise.

There wasn't a trace of fear or agitation in his emotions!

Something's fishy!

"Young man, you..."

“My branch is located in this area, but I haven’t heard any requests for assistance or contact regarding this matter, and there has been no news about personnel relocation.”

The boy took a deep breath and spoke to Miss Fox.

This is a huge amount of information.

"There's not even news of the Time and Space Administration launching an attack this way?" Qian Yunyi asked.

“That’s true,” the boy nodded. “The minister had wondered why so many fleets from the Time and Space Administration were gathering there, but the branch here replied that they would handle it themselves and didn’t pay much attention to it.”

Well, the original problem has not only not been solved, it has become even bigger.

Miss Fox couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

"So, this matter is very likely something your regional Transmigrator Alliance branch was secretly up to, which attracted the attention of the Time and Space Administration, right..."

"That's probably the current situation..."

The boy pressed his temples; he also had a headache.

Why is this so?

He clearly only came to help a new group member, Longjuan, because he saw that she was in trouble. Why, why did he suddenly get involved in such a big event?

I don't think he fantasized about being a killer!

What on earth is this branch doing?!

"I can only say that your alliance is really free. Branches can easily pull off big things, and you can just dismiss other branches with a 'handle it yourself' statement, and even try to appease headquarters?"

"..." The boy paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts, "You're right, but the Transmigrator Alliance is an organization established to counter the Time and Space Administration..."

Snapped!

"Speak the key."

Miss Fox picked up a tissue to wipe her hands, her face full of impatience.

"The essence of the Transmigrators' Alliance is to band together for mutual support. As the number of members increased, it developed into a flea market. Later, some people opened private tutoring services, which evolved into an organization similar to a school. With more talents, various laboratories were set up. Different laboratories can be seen as a force. They seem to be a whole, but in reality, they each go their own way."

Absolutely.

I never expected the Transmigrator Alliance to be such an organization.

But that doesn't make sense, does it? How come such a disunited organization hasn't completely broken up and gone its own way, and is still using the term "branch"?

"Because it's impossible for all time travelers to be research talents."

The boy shrugged.

“Some particularly wealthy people will invest in laboratories, providing resources for people to conduct research and sharing the final results.”

"Some of the particularly skilled fighters are responsible for guarding, escorting, and fighting in order to exchange what they want from the wealthy transmigrators."

"That's why the alliance can be maintained."

Academy City + Adventurers' Guild, right?

It can only be said that it fits the mentality of most time travelers who believe that their fate is in their own hands.

But if that's the case, one headquarters would be enough, so what about the branches?

"Two words." The boy raised his hand and made a V-sign: "Academic clique."

"A time traveler who has money and the ability to do research can gather some people, set up a piece of land, and run their own branch."

"The reason why they are not independent is because the branches also need to recoup their costs, and only the headquarters has the ability to absorb their research results."

"If anything goes wrong, we'll have a backup plan. We can bleed a little money out of headquarters so they can come and help us."

"There is basically only minimal communication between branches and between headquarters."

All I can say is that this Transmigrator Alliance is incredibly disorganized.