Chen Xuan, who had transmigrated more than 1,600 years into the future, accidentally got bound to a chat group called the Transmigration Mutual Aid Group. He had to travel to the worlds of other group members and help them through their troubles.
“But... why?! The others transmigrated to cultivation or magic worlds, while I'm still in my original world. How am I supposed to help them?”
And the group's atmosphere was kind of weird. It was supposed to be a mutual aid group, but everyone fawned over the strong and mercilessly bullied the weak.
Ordinary guy Chen Xuan was panicking.
Just as he was about to despair, he suddenly realized that humans from over a thousand years ago seemed absurdly powerful.
In a world of magic, as spells filled the sky around Chen Xuan, a pleasant voice sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Tianyi Tong 41.0 Intelligent AI Assistant at your service.]
[Calculating attack impact points... Calculating attack range... Planning evasion route...]
Facing the peerless strike of a sword immortal from a cultivation world:
[Ding! Greetings, Captain. I am Xingchen, the intelligent AI of the star-destroying warship Xingchen. The Xingchen you rented will be due in 31 days. Please dock the spacecraft at the designated port before it is due.]
[Ding! Massive energy signatures detected. Xingchen's force-field shield is activating...]
[Command received... Main energy cannon charging...]
