Building a Cultivation Association in Yokohama

Chu Jin bound himself to the Newbie Secret Identity System. The System produced a secret identity and pinned its hopes on him: [Let everyone learn about our cultivation world! Go all out and rack up those shock points!] Chu Jin gazed at the secret identity in his hands, thoughtful. * A group of people claiming to be cultivators from the cultivation world appeared out of thin air. Along with them came a pile of bizarre spirit beasts and monsters. The [Cultivation Association] was the first to take action. * Sword Cultivator: Ji Laizhi The youth, his hair tied in a high ponytail, went to recruit people at the technical college with a brochure in hand. “Hey, friend, how about joining our association? We have a harmonious atmosphere, easy and simple missions, and a very rich president...” “Our future is bright!!” Gojo Satoru leaned over. “Really?” The youth swore earnestly. “Of course. If I, Ji Laizhi, am lying, may Heaven strike me down!” A month later, Gojo Satoru returned from checking things out. “...Harmonious atmosphere? Easy missions? Tell me, when are you planning to get struck by lightning?” Ji Laizhi replied, “The next time I undergo tribulation.” Gojo Satoru: ? * Talisman Cultivator: Wan Jieming “The Cultivation Association?” He slipped the talisman paper into his bag, pinched it between his fingers, and gave it a little shake. “Never heard of it. Don’t know them.” This upright talisman cultivator raised his eyes to study Fyodor. “But someone has commissioned me to kill the president of the [Cultivation Association]. If you have any information on him, come tell me.” “The reward is...” “I’ll accept the new commission you put out.” * As more and more people from the cultivation world appeared, the major factions began paying attention to them as well. Countless spies infiltrated the [Cultivation Association]. The relationship between the association and the cultivation world was so tangled that there was a little juicy gossip every three days and a major scandal every seven. The spies could barely keep up. The cultivation world's internal forums were also filled with discussions: [Why are all those new people acting so shady all the time?] [I saw someone sneaking into the library the other day.] [Fellow cultivators, there's fresh gossip! It's about the president!] [I'm so done. There's gossip about the president every year, and none of it is ever reliable.] [Is our cultivation world doomed?] [It's doomed for sure.] Amid the sea of information, the spies found what they needed: [Complete History of the President: The Real Deal☆] * No one had ever seen the [Cultivation Association] president, the center of all the rumors. Hidden behind the vast cultivation world, he moved the pieces on the board with casual indifference. Then disaster struck, and the mysterious president finally appeared. He had been right beside them all along. Yet not one person had noticed. Chu Jin's eyes curved lazily as he raised a hand in greeting. Everyone: “...?!” You've got to be kidding! So the president of the [Cultivation Association] had been right there with them all along? * The System watched with satisfaction as the shock points rolled in. Then it happened to glance at its backend and was horrified. [Why am I about to overload?!] The System shrieked. [How many secret identities have you made?!] Chu Jin blinked innocently. [Not that many.] [Just a little over a thousand.] * #No romance, secret identities never exposed #There will be secret identities exposed Upcoming works 《Is This Your Five-Star Card?》 The games made by Xian Jianli can alter reality. * On the first day of the full-dive game's open beta, nobody paid it any attention. That is, until all kinds of twisted, bizarre, unseeable monsters identical to those in the game began appearing in the real world, along with inexplicable rule-based horror stories. Everyone realized just how serious things were. To deal with the monsters, they had to clear the corresponding game stages. Everyone tried every possible way to explore the game: After entering an unfamiliar hotel, Dazai discovered he had become deaf and blind. Even when someone pounded hard on his door, he couldn't hear a thing. [Listen 81/61: Failure] Gojo stared at the NPC who refused to say a word and raised his hand. “I want to use Psychoanalysis on him!” He arrogantly conjured a Blue. “But I'll use physical therapy...” Some people tried their luck at card pulls: The Port Mafia boss had his eye on a five-star card. He spent hundreds of pulls without getting anything, then calmly went all the way to hard pity. The five-star card appeared!! Brilliant effects shimmered as a powerful character appeared and bowed to the boss. “Please allow me to recite for you.” A few days later, Boss Mori suddenly realized something was off. “Can you do anything besides recite?” The five-star card: “No, but I can keep you company and chat.” Boss Mori: “...?” The Mafia was invaded, and most of its members fell into madness. A clear, lilting recitation drifted through the air, brushing past everyone's ears. SAN +1D10 The other organizations: !! It's a card, huh? Pull! * There was always someone in the game who seemed like an NPC, but was more like a player. He had countless resources at his disposal and knew countless things. Once they understood how destructive the monsters were and how powerful the cards could be, the major organizations declared: Destroy it! This game has to be destroyed! Find the game developer! They searched one after another, until they finally traced it back to Xian Jianli. Everyone was shocked. “Why is it you?” Xian Jianli raised an eyebrow. “Destroy it? Are you sure?” Someone stammered, “The monsters in the game will destroy the world...” The blond game developer gave a bold, mocking laugh. Who told you those weird things came out of the game? * #No romance #Lots of wild changes, not serious, pure comedy #Cosmic horror + rule-based horror #Everyone play tabletop RPGs together and be a bunch of troublemakers (crossed out) Theme: Create a brighter future