Ch-5: The Daily Chat Group

The Daily Chat Group:

[Iron Man is (online)]

[Probability Manipulator is (online)]

[Iron Man: See told ya, I already made a new alternate for the Spirit Stones. ٩(˘◡˘)۶ ]

[Senior White: A new alternative? But I remembered that your world recuperated a week ago? 😲 (confused.jpg) ]

[Iron Man: Heh, A week is only required for my genius to do the impossible. Please don't insult yourself by comparing yourself with me. 😄]

[Probability Manipulator: Wow, If I didn't read your message, I would have forgotten that you are a narcissistic bastard.]

[Iron Man: It's not called narcissism, It is um… Confidence. Yeah, Confidence in my ability.]

[Probability Manipulator: It is narcissism…]

[Senior White: …+1]

[Iron Man: You guys are jealous of my IQ. Anyways, What about your IQ? I bet it's probably around the 80s. Know what? It does not matter what type of superpower you are. In the end, it depends on your brains.]

[Probability Manipulator: Talking about IQ, What's yours? @Tony.]

[Iron Man: It's 198.]

[Probability Manipulator: Oh, Did you forgot? I made a time-machine out of a toaster. Without using those fancy lab equipment?]

[Iron Man: I, too, made one… Scientifically.]

[Probability Manipulator: Talking about the word 'scientifically,' I remembered a guy whose genius can be compared to you, or even greater than you.]

[Iron Man: Well, No one is better than me in this world.]

[Probability Manipulator: But the guy I am talking about made a laser gun that can destroy a building with the help of a beam, easily. And added to the fact, It was his science fair project.]

[Iron Man: Interesting. Did he got arrested? Or got recruited by the government?]

[Probability Manipulator: Pufft, No! He did not even get the first rank for his project.]

[Senior White: Although I don't understand science, I still know about lasers. So, who got the first rank? (Extremelycurious.jpg)]

[Probability Manipulator: The first rank? It got to the Baking Soda Volcano.]

[Senior White: Hmm, Making a Volcano is significantly more challenging than making a laser beam.]

[Iron Man: Pfft! What?! How is that even possible? Were the judges blind? Also, I will ignore that @White.]

[Probability Manipulator: I don't think so, judges were probably a bit sane? Still, I think he lost because of his lousy naming sense, like who names his science project─ Inator.]

[Probability Manipulator: And the thing is, He lost twice to the same Baking Soda Volcano.]

[Iron Man: What is his name? I want to meet the guy who lost to Baking Soda Volcano. Even I made a new type of battery as my junior science project.]

[Probability Manipulator: His name? It's Heinz Doofenshmirtz. A guy who is obsessed with taking over the Tri-State Area.]

[Iron Man: A German? Now I am even more interested in meeting him.]

[Probability Manipulator: Me too, I hope that Chat Group invites him. It is a 50% possibility.]

[Iron Man: Hahaha, I will never get tired of your puns.]

[Probability Manipulator has gone (offline)]

…

In reality, HighSchool Cafeteria.

Barry was sitting next to Valeria, helping her solve some equations and calculating a person's mass in the Negative Dimension.

"So, I never got a chance to ask your name." She asked without looking at him, focusing on the paper.

Barry stopped his writing and looked at her. Pausing for a moment, he said, "Barry. Barry Goldfield. What about yours?"

She continued her work and answered, "It's Valeria Storm."

"Oh, Um- Can you pass me that pen?" He awkwardly asked while pointing his finger towards the pen near her bag. Nodding her head, she passed the pen and continued her work.

'This is getting very awkward.' He thought and silently took a glance at her. Feeling something buzzing in his pocket, he took out his phone and looked at the person calling him.

[Mom 👩]

Without thinking much, he excused himself and picked up the call.

"Hello, Mom?"

"I am in the cafeteria- No, I am not skipping classes."

"Yes, Why did you call me?"

"I see. I will be coming right now. When did he arrive?"

"Fine, Bye."

Abruptly hanging up the call, he sighed and started to pack his bag. Feeling a curious gaze from Valeria, he explained, "My elder brother has returned from the UK and has given a surprise to my family."

"Oh." She indifferently replied and focused on her work.

"*Sigh* Goodbye." He sighed and walked towards the exit. But if he had stayed there for a second, he could have heard her mumble, "Goodbye."

…

On his way, when he was walking to his house, a notification sounded in his mind. Being startled for a second, he calmed down and opened the familiar UI of the Chat Group.

[(Sell function has been unlocked): From now on, you can sell your abilities and weapons to the Shopping Mall and earn corresponding points.]

[Note: You will not be deprived of the power you sell. But, this does not apply to weapons. The exception being Zanpakuto and soul weapons.]

[Shopping Mall is officially available for the members of the Chat Group. Use the points you earned by the missions and sign-in to buy various abilities from the vast multiverse.]

Seeing these messages, everyone in the Group came online.

[Kaguya: Eh? Something happened to the Group when I was gone?]

[Yamamoto: Interesting. This Chat Group is always refreshing my understanding of the world.]

[Iron Man: @Yamamoto. More like destroying your three world-views.]

[Probability Manipulator: I agree with @Tony.]

[System Reminder: Senior White (Song-Bai) is the first person to sell the item from his world, earning 1,000 points.]

[Iron Man: "…" A traitor.]

[Probability Manipulator: It seems we have a traitor in our Group.]

[Kaguya: Hmm, I smell a rat in here.]

[Senior White: Eh!! A Rat?! Where is it?? <('o'<)~ ]

[Iron Man: Know what? Let's just ignore him and continue to explore the new features.]

[Kaguya: For the first time, I agree with uncle Tony.]

[Probability Manipulator: I have an exciting idea. Why don't we sell few items from our world and compare who has the most points?]

[Yamamoto: Young man, Are you sure? Cause I have collected countless treasure throughout my life from the three worlds.]

[Probability Manipulator: Heh, Old man. Wait till I collect all Six-Infinity Stones.]

After reading this message, Tony nearly had a heart attack. Thanks to the Extremis 2.0 in his body, his heart quickly calmed down, lowering his blood pressure.

[Iron Man: You will not do that, Right? @Barry.]

[Probability Manipulator: Better keep your fingers crossed, Stark. Cause I am determined to defeat @Yamamoto.]

[Probability Manipulator: Also, don't Assemble the Avengers for this. It is just a little competition, which you are a part of.]

[Iron Man: Why do you think I will call the Avengers for these trivial things? I have Young Avengers for that.]

[Iron Man: I am definitely not calling Avengers.]

[Senior White: Oh! What are these Infinity Stones? Are they comparable to the Spirit Stones? (◐.̃◐)]

[Kaguya: Infinity Stones? Is it valuable? (curious.jpg)]

[Iron Man: @White. How can you compare the Infinity Stones with your worthless Spirit Stones?]

[Iron Man: Last time, A person tried to collect all Six-Infinity Stones. In the end, nearly half of the population in the universe was turned into a speck of dust.]

[Kaguya: Stark and his poisonous tongue.]

[Senior White: What?! Stark is poisoned? But don't worry, I know an excellent Medicine Master. v( '.' )v]

[Kaguya: …It is slang. But, you can just ignore me. @White.]

[Probability Manipulator: @All. The competition for the points will begin in ten seconds. Who will get the most points will be getting a free Nano-suit from @Stark, A Zanpakuto from @Yamamoto, A lightning bolt from me, and a wish from @White.]

[Iron Man: Woah!! When did I agree on this?]

[Probability Manipulator: The Game starts NOW!. Also, the Chat Group will announce the results after ten days.]

[Iron Man: Hey!! Don't ignore me.]

[Probability Manipulator has gone (offline)]

…

"Mom, where is he?" Barry asked while taking off his shoes.

His mother's voice came from the kitchen, "Rudeus has gone to the supermarket to buy soy sauce. He will be coming back soon. And, don't keep your shoes in the rack. There is a special compartment for it."

Hearing his mom's nagging, he sighed and kept the shoes in the compartment. Entering the kitchen, he looked at his mom, who was preparing the lunch.

"What are you making?" He walked towards her and curiously looked at the ingredients which were lying on the chopping board.

Without looking at him, She chirped, "Italian cuisine along with Chinese lobsters. Also, a hot Indian curry, your brother's favorite." In the background, there was a noise of drizzling pan and boiling pasta.

Looking at the diverse-lunch, he blinked his eyes and stared at her mother. Pausing for a second, as if hesitating, he said, "Mom, Is it edible?"

Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped, giving shivers to him.

"Young man, can you repeat what you said?" His mom smiled, which looked like a demon's smile. A terrifying aura came from her, giving him a feeling of death.

"Um- I am sure that these, uh- dishes would be delicious. I can't wait to eat it." He lied through his teeth, making his voice slightly flatter.

"Good… Now, get into your room and change your clothes." The aura behind her vanished like it was an illusion.

Seeing his mother making the lunch, he sighed and messaged his father.

[Pubertified Son: Dad, don't come home today.]

[Call me Daddy: Eh? Why?]

[Pubertified Son: Mom is making the lunch.]

[Call me Daddy: "…" Thank you for reminding me. I have few papers to fill. My boss is urging me to complete it by noon.]

[Asshole Son: So that's why she sent me to buy soy sauce. Thank god, the supermarket was out-of-stock.]

[Pubertified Son: But, I saw it open when I was returning from the school.]

[Asshole Son: As I've said, The supermarket was out-of-stock.]

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