MTL - All Chat Members Are Me-Chapter 352

"Okay, then I won't send you."

Looking at Orochimaru's movements, Ling Feng still sat on the chair and said aloud.

"Um."

Orochimaru responded, then walked out of Lingfeng's house and walked in the direction of his laboratory.

Seeing the figure of Orochimaru leaving, Ling Feng hurriedly took out his mobile phone and boarded the chat group.

Bo Feng: Brothers, don't say anything else, hurry up and receive my group files and take a look at my memory.

After Bo Feng Lingfeng finished speaking, he uploaded the memory just now to the group file.

Seeing this, other Lingfeng didn't say anything, just clicked to accept.

So the Lingfengs who are still awake now all began to watch the memories of Bofeng Lingfeng.

Wave wind: Brothers, after reading it, how do you feel? Do you think that Orochimaru is making a fool of yourself?

Cthulhu: I think there is something to be done. After you go to the planet of the Otsutsugi family, you should be able to acquire some new powers. Maybe there will be new discoveries at that time.

Demon: I also think it's a big deal, but we still have to wait for the design of Orochimaru's spaceship. In fact, based on our current strength, we can still survive in the universe, but there is no orientation or goal of the Otsutsugi clan. This is a little trickier.

Truck: The location of the Otsutsuki clan? Just ask Kaguya Otsutsuki?

Uchiha: If Kaguya Otsutsuki, then it will have to wait for Orochimaru to build the spaceship.

Another World: In this way, you still have a few decades to wait.

Cang Liu: Yes, after all, the technology in your world is a bit crooked. If you want to get out of the spaceship early, you really don’t know how much it will take to get out of the spaceship early.

Truck: Guys, did you forget me? Where I am standing now is the spaceship! If I want to build a spaceship, I will upload a group file directly and it will be finished.

Uchiha: Yes, just let the truck upload a group file.

Celestial Man: If that's the case, then I'll upload a group document about the factory. Anyway, if you want to build a spaceship, a factory is essential.

Bo Feng: Thank you, brothers.

Wave wind: When the time comes, I will build a spaceship to see how Otsutsuki and his family do it.

Bo Feng Lingfeng said with a smile.

Qianshou: If this is the case, then your world should be unified as soon as possible, otherwise, with the national strength of the Fire Kingdom, it is still a bit difficult to manufacture factories.

Namikaze: Well, I'll talk to Minato when the time comes.

Afterwards, Bo Feng Lingfeng chatted in the chat group for a while, then turned off the phone and prepared to go to sleep.

Just when Bo Feng Lingfeng was sleeping, the news in the chat group did not end.

Truck: @Uchiha, since the wave wind is ready to engage in spaceships, why don't you do it? Isn't your world unified anyway?

Uchiha: I can't do it now, just unified, how can I have the energy to do that? We are now cultivating life and recuperating.

Uchiha: But when our country is stabilized in the future, I should also be a high factory or something.

Uchiha: And looking at the memories of the wave wind, I am also a little moved. After all, it is the Otsutsugi family. Maybe there are other better things there besides the sacred tree?

Uchiha slowly typed and said.

Truck: Cultivating health and rest, I can't help with this. After all, the place where I live is made up of machines, and they don't need cultivation and rest at all.

Demon: Haha, I am here in hell, and the word self-cultivation is completely useless to me.

Cang Liu: I don't have anything here to upload group files.

Ling Ziyang: I have a set of books on agriculture here. I wonder if it would be useful to put them on your side?

At this time, Ling Ziyang, who was in the world of the Three Kingdoms, typed and said.

Moreover, Ling Ziyang's class was about strategists, and naturally he also had to deal with internal affairs.

Uchiha: Good brother, upload it to the group file first and let me take a look. Maybe it will be useful?

Uchiha heard the words and hurriedly typed.

And Ling Ziyang also uploaded it to the group file very readily.

At this time, a message came from many Lingfeng's mobile phones.

Ling Feng hurried to look, only to see a message appeared on the phone.

The above is the news that a new person is about to join the group.

Uchiha: Is this a newcomer? The leader has only just joined the group.

Leader: Not long, about three or four days.

Qianshou: I still don't know which world the newcomer belongs to this time.

Magician: I hope there will be a great newcomer this time, and then I will hug my thighs.

Ling Fengmiao: Plus one, I also want to hug my thighs.

Empty Article: @Lingfengmiao, you are a cat and mouse world, what thighs do you need to hold?

Ling Feng Miao: Haha, the thigh should be hugged or hugged, after all, we are all Ling Feng.

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Chapter 480 Death Lingfeng (plus more)

Cang Liu: I don't know when the newcomer will come this time.

Qianshou: It’s hard to say. After all, our chat group can only know that new people will join the group, but we don’t know the exact time.

[The **** of death joins the group. 】

Just as Qianshou's voice fell, such a message appeared in the chat group.

Qianshou: Damn, as soon as I finished speaking, new people joined the group.

Truck: I didn't expect the newcomers to be quite fast this time, so fast.

Demon: This time the newcomer joined the group is a **** of death, it sounds a little something.

Ling Fengmiao: @Cangliu, aren't you the **** of death? Now the newcomer's name is the same as your occupation, you hurry up and have a good communication with the newcomer.

Cang Liu: What does it have to do with me being called the God of Death by the newcomer?

Cang Liu: You’ve been in the group for so long, and you still don’t know that the members of our chat group will definitely not be in the same world, so what’s the use of my communication?

Another world: Don't say anything else, let's say the name of the **** of death. Can you think of that world?

Cang Liu: I can only think of my death world.

God of War: There is no such person as the God of Death in my world, but in the comic version of Marvel, there will be a guy called the Goddess of Death.

God of War: But that guy, the goddess of death, should have nothing to do with the rookie.

Another World: Don't you know if you ask? @grim Reaper. Brother, which world are you from?

After the **** of death Lingfeng was met in another world, other Lingfeng's eyes were fixed on the chat group, wanting to see which world the **** of death Lingfeng came from.

But for a while, the **** of death Ling Feng did not speak.

Cthulhu: Speaking of the **** of death, there is a **** of death in my world, but that guy is not called Lingfeng.

Hero: One thing to say, in so many worlds, there will be many people with the nickname Death.

Heroes: For example, Egyptian mythological characters, ancient Greek mythological characters, and even characters from fantasy worlds are possible.

Demon: Indeed, the category of the two sons of the **** of death is really too big. No clue at all.

Bigu: In this way, we can only know which world the newcomer is from when we wait for the newcomer to speak.

Qianshou: Okay, it seems that we can only wait for the newcomer to speak.

At this time, it was not too early, so other Lingfeng temporarily put away his thoughts of trying to figure out which world the newcomer came from.

After all, the newcomer didn't say a word, and they couldn't force him to speak.

At the same time, in a small house, Ling Feng, the **** of death, looked curiously at the information on his mobile phone.

"A chat group?"

The **** of death Ling Feng talked about the chat group for a while, and then put the phone away.

He is going to work now, and he is going to wait until after get off work to figure out the information in the chat group.

"Old Hei, do you think there are still gods above?"

At this moment, Ling Feng, the **** of death, turned his head and asked his colleagues.

This colleague is a black man, and he is wearing a priest's clothes, and he is muttering something.

"Do we still have God on our heads? We still have God on our heads, otherwise, how should our work be carried out?"

The black man looked at Ling Feng and said aloud.

"That's right, otherwise where would our work come from?"

The death **** Ling Feng heard the words, nodded his head, and said aloud.

Just as the death **** Ling Feng's voice fell.

A note appeared in the hand of the black man beside him.

And on the top of the note, there are some names.

"Here comes work. Are you going to work or am I going to work?"

The black man looked at the list in his hand and asked Ling Feng aloud.

"It's better for you to go to work, I want to take a break."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he yawned and left here.

At this time, Ling Feng turned on his mobile phone while walking, ready to take a good look at the functions of this chat group.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng, the **** of death, spent the entire night figuring out what the function of this chat group was and what it did.

After he figured out the role of the chat group, he naturally received other Lingfeng group files.

"Huh, it seems to be a plug-in, let's talk to them tomorrow."

Ling Feng yawned, then went back to his room, turned off his phone, and went straight to sleep.

The next day, the time had just arrived at eight o'clock in the morning, when Ling Feng, the **** of death, opened his eyes directly.

He has been waking up at eight in the morning for a long time, so he didn't need any alarm clock, so he just woke up.

"Let me see what's being said in the chat group."

The **** of death Ling Feng yawned, then lay on the bed and watched the news in the chat group.

Qianshou: The newcomer hasn't spoken yet. It's been one night. Will the newcomer encounter any unexpected events?

Truck: I don't think so.

Qianshou: Yes, after all, so many people have joined in, and no one will encounter any unexpected events.

Ling Ziyang: Let's discuss which world the newcomer is the **** of death. My newcomer's name is Grim Reaper, so he must be a big guy.

Cang Liu: It is possible, but it may also be a nickname fraud.

Ling Ziyang: For example?

Cang Liu: For example, Truck, do you think his nickname is unremarkable? But after we received the group files, we learned that he was one of the three chiefs of Cybertron, leading a group of robots to find a home in the universe.

Truck: Keep blowing, blow a little more, I'm comfortable.

Demon: It's not bad for me, but I have thick skin.

Truck: Sorry, I'm a robot, so I don't have the shame.

Looking at the news in the chat group, Death God Ling Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.

He had thought about how funny the scene would be if a lot of him were talking together.

And now, he saw the scene where he teased himself and bragged about himself.

Seeing this, Death God Ling Feng took a deep breath and typed a line in the chat area.