[Growing up + everyday life + feel-good story + tycoon + supernatural abilities]
Do you believe there are countless people in the world who share your name?
Li Yu never did either, but just when he was surrounded by enemies, a group chat connecting countless worlds appeared on his phone.
What puzzled him was that every member shared the same name: Li Yu.
(Li Yu: apocalypse...)
(Li Yu: interstellar...)
(Li Yu: cultivation...)
?! Why are you all using my name!
Li Yu starts trading simple supplies with the others in the group.
“Want zombie crystals? All I need is a handful of wheat seeds...”
“Our newly developed starship in exchange for a professor to teach us ancient history?”
“I also need a great general, skilled in both letters and arms. Any recommendations?”
Only when Li Yu starts searching for the secrets of the System does he discover that every world is beset by crisis. So you’re all me. In the end, who gets to stay?
Only after your material needs are fully met do you start thinking about your state of mind. So, if I have money and power in one world, what should I do with them?
What seemed like fair trades at first were also planned efforts to support one another.
Shh. Back to the way things should be. Everything goes without saying.
I was so embarrassed when I saw Chapter 6. Original brothers, trading shovels and other stuff? What I said at the beginning about new people joining the group means that this group has been around for a long time. Are there no iron tools in other planes? The brain can be stored, but at least there must be some basic logic, right? Withdrawn
Mainly brainless, the subject matter is good
I'm speechless, I can't stand it anymore