畅想听

With the swallowed data having accumulated to a certain extent, the Cultivation chat group now needed to adjust its overall framework.

Lady Kunna, who was the one providing him with remote assistance, asked Song Shuhang to choose a template that he liked. Fortunately, when she had been making adjustments to the Cultivation chat group, she had tried her best to make it so that the template would be to his liking, which would make it easier for him to manage the chat group later.

That was the reason Song Shuhang had taken some time out of his busy schedule to go online and write in the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

His real purpose was to show the layout of the app to Lady Kunna.

Song Shuhang was not hoping for anything too grand and briefly explained the basic functions of the app to Lady Kunna, such as direct messaging, group chats, chat options, voice inputs, and so on.

Other functions could be added to the main framework after the Cultivation chat group was done upgrading in the future.

It just so happened that while he was showing the Nine Provinces Number One Group to Lady Kunna he saw that Senior White was planning on giving everyone New Year’s gifts, so he could not help but chime in.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator asked, “Shuhang, is the Cultivation chat group that you’re talking about the QR code Golden Core Composition?”

Venerable Song: “Yes, that is exactly what I am talking about. Senior White suggested several names for it, but in the end, I settled with the name ‘Cultivation’. I felt that this name was the most appropriate… Now the Cultivation chat group is gradually being upgraded.”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber appeared and said, “So you are going to be the new group owner? @Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire, Senior Yellow Mountain, Shuhang wants to usurp your throne.”

Venerable Yellow Mountain looked at his computer screen but did not respond to Thrice Reckless Mad Saber. To be honest, he was enjoying himself right now!

He felt that it was indeed about time for him to retire. He looked at the medicinal bottles on the table, feeling that it was time to say goodbye to them.

Song Shuhang retorted, “Senior Thrice Reckless, don’t talk nonsense! In the Cultivation chat group, I would not take the role of a group owner. I would merely be acting as a server, medium, or main body!”

After seeing this message, I’m that little white crane at the edge of the Earth’s End replied, “A main body? Like a bird’s torso?”

True Monarch White Crane’s main body was that of a white crane, so it was normal for it to subconsciously think of a bird’s torso when the words ‘main body’ were mentioned.

Song Shuhang replied, “It’s alright for Senior White Crane to think of it as such. Anyway, that is pretty much what it is.”

“So… Are we all Senior Song’s wings?” Stressed by Spirit Butterfly Island (Soft Feather) suddenly came online.

Venerable Song: “What? [Confused Emoji]”

True Monarch White Crane quickly replied, “[Soft Feather Shaking Head Animated Emoji]. No, I’m Senior White’s wings.”

Cave Master Snow Wolf: “I just grew out a pair of wings. Now, I don’t want them anymore.”

Song Shuhang replied, “I’m still closing up!”

White: “…”

Venerable Song: “I’ve been closing up from yesterday all the way until now. Although it seems that I’m just chatting, I am multitasking. At this time, I’m still controlling the snake to devour information, so I’m still closing up.”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said calmly, “Leaving your phone outside when going into seclusion is a basic practice nowadays.”

White: “That’s enough.”

In the next moment, Song Shuhang’s profile picture dimmed.

Senior White had cut off his Internet connection.

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In the stone coffin, Song Shuhang held his phone, which had lost signal now, and lay on his side like a salted fish.

He could not control himself just now. He hadn’t gotten to chat in the Nine Provinces Number One Group for some time now, so he was tempted to do so. But in the end, he spent too much time in the group and Senior White cut off his Internet connection.

[After the data collection is complete, I will adjust the framework of the Cultivation chat group to make it match the needs of Administrator Tyrannical Song.] Lady Kunna’s prompt sounded soon after.

“Closing up, closing up.” Song Shuhang put the phone away.

At the same time, he had a new goal in mind. In the future, he wanted to connect the Cultivation chat group to the Internet.

It would be best to seamlessly integrate it with the several apps currently on the market.

At that time, he would truly be able to chat in group chats while closed up and cultivating, and even Senior White would not be able to cut off his connection.

However, his realm, knowledge, and experience were still lacking.

Luckily for him, he was still young and had a lot of room to grow.

If you have no goal in life, then what is the difference between you and a salted fish?

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In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Stressed by Spirit Butterfly Island (Soft Feather): “Senior Song, safe travels. [Waving Emoji]”

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber asked, “Speaking of which, Soft Feather, did you not choose a new daoist name today? Is Senior Spirit Butterfly off today?”

As soon as he said that, Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly sent him the picture of a mushroom cloud in a private chat.

In the next moment, Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly sent a series of violent pictures to Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “…”

It seems that Senior Spirit Butterfly is quite irritable at the moment. That’s not good.

Well, then why don’t I make him even more angry?

And so, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber took a screenshot of Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly’s private chat with him… and forwarded it to Soft Feather.

When sending a photo of the messages, he also used the annotation function to circle the specific time when Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly sent him the messages.

As long as Soft Feather saw the time of the chat records and then compared them with the time that Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly’s messages were sent, she should be able to quickly understand the meaning.

This picture would speak much louder than words.

Even after sending Soft Feather the picture privately, it appeared that Thrice Reckless hadn’t had enough fun just yet.

He then forwarded his private conversation with Soft Feather to Senior Spirit Butterfly.

Thrice Reckless left a message, “Senior Spirit Butterfly, there’s no need to thank me~ I’m a born messenger.”

Ah~ How refreshing.

Thrice Reckless, who was currently in space, put his phone away.

Then, he suddenly began trembling.

“What’s wrong?” Skylark asked suspiciously through voice transmission.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber replied via voice transmission, “Just now… I could not control myself and sought death three times in a row. I feel that I have offended Senior Spirit Butterfly thoroughly this time. Senior Skylark, how about we don’t go back to Earth and take a stroll around space for a while?”