“Whew…”
A childish voice came out.
Above the bathtub filled with hot water, wisps of steam rose like a hazy mist. Fang Mingjing, immersed in the bath with a blissful expression, looked as if he were about to melt away.
The Little Saint had been enjoying himself these past few days.
The crisis in Yun Ze had been averted due to his actions. Upon realizing this, Emperor Gu Zheng was overjoyed and immediately wanted to hold a banquet to thank and entertain him. However, Fang Mingjing wasn't interested, so the banquet was abandoned.
But his attitude had been made clear.
While there were no substantial rewards, one thing was certain: Fang Mingjing now had free access to the entire Yun Ze Imperial Palace.
During the day, he was accompanied by his aunt, Gu Shi Yun. At night, he would rest in the Empress Dowager's chambers.
Basically, every night before and after sleep, the Empress Dowager would have him lick those sticky gooey things made from melted yi tang, and the Little Saint loved it.
It was a pity that he would be returning to the Holy Land in a few days, and Fang Mingjing was quite reluctant to leave.
“Ah…”
Fang Mingjing enjoyed the comfort of his body submerged in hot water, his mind blank. Meanwhile, the chat group in his consciousness was abuzz with activity.
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: “@Stinky Sprout, Little Group Leader, everyone’s decided, just waiting for your opinion.”
Stinky Sprout: “What?”
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: “The first gathering for the chat group, everyone’s already decided on a date, a month from now. Now it’s up to you.”
Stinky Sprout: “!”
Stinky Sprout: “I’m totally fine with it, but in a month… will everyone have enough points?”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “That’s a good point. After all, a round trip requires 6,000 points, not a small amount.”
Hestia: “With a month left, including sign-in and rewards… conservatively we’ll have 3,300 points each? It might be a bit tight for newcomers.”
Loves Coffee Jelly: “…“
The newcomer, Kusuo Saiki, was speechless.
He had joined the chat group about twenty days ago. Normally, he should have accumulated around two thousand points by now… but in fact, he had used them to fix the flaws in his psychic powers a few days ago.
Loves Coffee Jelly: “After fixing the flaws in my “telepathy”, I only have 186 points left.”
World’s Strongest Swordsman: “I recently strengthened my Observation Haki and Armament Haki, and I only have less than a thousand points left now.”
Stinky Sprout: “What about others?”
God of Tongue: “I don’t think so…”
Sword God Soderos: “My points are sufficient.”
Stinky Sprout: “If it’s just two people, that’s fine. I’ll lend you some points then.”
A few thousand points deficit wasn’t a big deal for Fang Mingjing.
Both Hawkeye and Saiki Kusuo were willing to accept his help. While it seemed like a bad deal to go into debt just for a meet-up, the first gathering of the chat group was a significant event, and no one wanted to miss it.
Sōsuke Aizen: “The date is settled, then what about the location? Where in one of our worlds should this gathering be held?”
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: “How about Gensokyo? We can even hold a seven-day-seven-night feast without any problem.”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “Hm, that being said, Nazarick Great Tomb is also suitable. We have the best court chefs and plenty of maids, if we’re talking about grandeur, we won’t be outdone!”
Sword God Soderos: “A tomb as a gathering place… While it’s interesting, it might be inappropriate.”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “…That? How about I let the Floor Guardians conquer the nearby Empire?”
God of Tongue: “That’s way too exaggerated.”
World’s Strongest Swordsman: “I can find a more interesting island.”
Sōsuke Aizen: “Unfortunately, Soul Society and Hueco Mundo aren’t that interesting…”
Sword God Soderos: “Arad Continent is also good, but I’m currently stuck in the Tower of Death, making it difficult to go out.”
God of Tongue: “What about Mingjing’s place?”
Hestia: “Oh, I’m also curious about Little Group Leader’s world!”
Stinky Sprout: “My place?”
Fang Mingjing was a bit surprised.
It was indeed a viable option. Arranging things like outings for everyone wasn’t a problem. But,
Stinky Sprout: “I can do it, but I’d rather go out and have fun than have everyone come here.”
He bluntly stated that he just wanted to go out and have fun.
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: “You’re right, after all, it’s our first gathering. Compared to food and extravagance… fun and novelty are more important.”
God of Tongue: “If we’re talking about interesting worlds, it seems like only Hawkeye’s and Hestia’s worlds are the only options left.”
Hestia: “Heh, if you want to come, I’ll welcome you anytime.”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “With only two options, we can simply hold a vote?”
Stinky Sprout: “Okay, I vote for Hestia!”
Sword God Soderos: “I vote…”
…
Everyone enthusiastically cast their votes.
In the end, Hestia’s world won by a vote of 6:3.
The world of One Piece is very interesting, with vast seas and bizarre islands that defy logic in the New World, easily captivating people. But Hestia’s Orario, the Dungeon City, is no less appealing.
After all, it is a world where gods walk the earth, where countless heroic tales unfold every day, filled with sword and magic, elves and dwarves… it’s a world of both romance and fantasy for adventurers…
To put it simply, it’s like an RPG game, and Fang Mingjing loved that feeling.