It seemed quite similar to the movies where a person’s memories were extracted as data and then transferred into someone else or a robot.
Perhaps this could even count as a form of resurrection.
But Bai Xuan had no interest in that. He didn’t have anyone he wanted to bring back anyway.
This kind of sea of consciousness didn’t just exist in China—other countries had them too.
As for why they didn’t all merge into one but instead existed separately within different nations’ territories… well, he didn’t know.
And honestly, he wasn’t all that curious either.
These days, although Bai Xuan still didn’t have a willpower that matched his raw strength, he had already improved tremendously compared to before.
In particular, his exchanges with the World Consciousness and the Civilization Consciousness—along with witnessing that breathtaking sea of memories—had elevated his very soul. He even radiated a natural, almost magnetic aura that drew others in.
It was a special kind of charm, born from the sublimation of his spirit.
But that didn’t mean people would flock to him or stare when he went out. On the contrary—those with weak mental strength or insufficient supernatural power would instinctively lower their heads or avert their gaze the moment they saw Bai Xuan.
Of course, this wasn’t because Bai Xuan had some kind of imposing authority or overwhelming presence. It was simply that his life essence was so powerful that ordinary people couldn’t help but react that way.
In a sense, once your life form evolves, you’re no longer an ordinary person.
Your daily life and interactions are bound to change as well.
Take romance, for example. Not even mentioning love—guys naturally enjoy looking at beautiful things, and Bai Xuan was no exception.
Back when he had first awakened the [Natural Authority], he realized the importance of physical fitness, so his body began autonomously strengthening at a rapid pace. As a result, his five senses—smell, hearing, sight, and so on—all improved along with it.
He could tolerate the enhanced smell and hearing. But sight… well, at that time, his vision hadn’t reached the point of X-ray vision where he could see through to bones. It was just that he could now clearly notice things like the dirt in someone’s pores, or even the mites crawling on their skin.
The key issue was that this came with his physique—it wasn’t an ability he could turn off. He could try to control it with certain methods, but it was like a person with good eyesight wearing glasses: uncomfortable and hard to ignore.
Under those circumstances, how could he possibly feel interested in the opposite sex?
Qin Tian was the only one besides Bai Xuan with the strongest physical body. If it weren’t for Bai Xuan, his Divine Dragon ability would have undoubtedly made him the strongest in all of China—bar none.
While others could compete with Qin Tian in terms of ability talent, they all had various weaknesses. [Physique] was one of the most fatal shortcomings for most.
But Qin Tian didn’t have that problem. His ability improved across the board.
He could command wind and thunder, summon rain and storms, and also achieve physical sanctification for close-quarters combat.
That was why he was also the first—aside from Bai Xuan—to notice something was off.
Still, because the ability users around him were fairly strong, with decent amounts of spiritual energy in their bodies and relatively few impurities, he didn’t feel anything particularly strange.
The elevation of one’s life essence inevitably changes many things.
The stronger you are, the more so.
The closer to God, the farther from man.
Dragons don’t dwell with snakes; tigers don’t walk with dogs. That’s just how it is.
During this time, Bai Xuan had bought some berry seeds from Meowth, along with the equipment and instructions for making Energy Cubes.
Don’t ask where Meowth got them.
Let’s just say Team Rocket’s channels were surprisingly diverse.
He didn’t buy these just for Pikachu and the others—the berries themselves had plenty of uses too. With the nourishment of spiritual energy, they might even become more potent.
And sure enough, as Bai Xuan expected, not only the effects but even the taste was noticeably better than the original berries.
Today, while Bai Xuan was making Pokémon Blocks, a ding sound made him frown briefly—then relax into a look of surprise.
“Ding—detected chat group activity reaching standard. Group Mall function activated.”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “????”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “Whoa, am I dreaming?”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “The Group Mall really opened?”
Boil Daigo into Soup: “Does that mean I don’t have to rely on draws anymore? I can just buy stuff directly from the chat group?”
Be My Son: “Kulalala~ This old man has had his eyes on the Sage Body from the Naruto world for a long time. I wonder how many points it’ll cost.”
Himouto Umaru: “Wahhh… feels completely useless for me.”
Himouto Umaru: “With barely any points, all I can do is window-shop.”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “Speaking of points… I don’t have many either.”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “Ahhhhh, no no no, I need to go earn some points!”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “Aristocratic heirs? Prodigies? You’re exactly who I’m looking for!”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “Come to me, all you heavenly treasures!”
Uchiha Dancing King: “…”
Among all the members, Madara Uchiha had it the most complicated.
Points weren’t the issue—once he was revived, he’d have plenty. But that was the catch: he needed to be revived first!
He was still in a soul state right now. What was he supposed to do?
This feature was completely useless to him in his current form!
Himouto Umaru: “Right now, the richest member in the chat group is probably Daigo, right? Monster corpses are worth a ton.”
Boil Daigo into Soup: “It’s not that exaggerated. I only make a little, actually. embarrassed.jpg”
Bai Xuan didn’t pay attention to their chatter. Instead, he opened the Group Mall and browsed through the items.
From small things like toothbrushes and cups, to big things like fate and destiny—everything was available.
Three-color Haki, Devil Fruits, Sharingan, Rinnegan, Tenseigan, God Tree fruits, cultivation techniques, heavenly treasures, even nukes—all of it was there.
The prices, though… none of them were cheap.
A single Logia-type Smoke Fruit cost a whopping 100,000 points.
As for Devil Fruits, Bai Xuan had no interest in them. What he wanted was the Rat Talisman—one of the twelve talismans.
One million points. It looked steep, but honestly, it wasn’t outrageous.
Judging by the price, the Rat Talisman definitely had its limits, and those limits probably weren’t very high. It likely had something to do with Shendu’s own strength as well.
But that didn’t bother Bai Xuan. What he cared about wasn’t the combat power of whatever was brought to life.
From start to finish, what he wanted was just Doraemon. Nothing more.
As for whether Doraemon would have a fourth-dimensional pocket? He didn’t care.
Of course, maybe he could try it on other things too—like, say, a certain Chinese-brand phone.
Aside from items from each member’s world, there were also products from other worlds entirely.
For now, though, there were only ten items available, and they refreshed once every seven days.
