The 'self' opposite her revealed a gentle smile, like a snow lotus blooming in the mountains, so beautiful it took one's breath away.
Ning Yu figured she could never produce such a naturally perfect smile.
"You can call me 'Moon Princess'."
"They also call me Alaya-Consciousness."
"In any case, I have many names, but names aren't important, because all names can never truly represent specific things - they're merely concepts."
Ning Yu scratched her head, not quite understanding what she meant.
"Are you... the original owner of this body?"
Her soul was, after all, a foreigner here, and Ning Yu hadn't forgotten that she was essentially a cuckoo in another's nest.
Perhaps she had come to cause trouble? To reclaim her body?
If that was true, Ning Yu realized she didn't want to give it back anymore, because she now had reasons to live in this world.
"Don't worry, it's not what you think."
Moon Princess smiled gently. Though Ning Yu hadn't spoken, her thoughts had been seen through.
"Your body is a manufactured product, a vessel, or you could say, a key."
A manufactured product?
"There's something that must be done by you, that's why you appeared."
"In other words, you are now the embodiment of the Counter Force."
Ning Yu still didn't understand what she was saying, but it seemed like there was some trouble she needed to resolve:
"Can I refuse? I'm not interested in troublesome things."
"You cannot refuse. This is a fate that has already begun, and no matter what you do, it will converge to the same predetermined outcome."
Moon Princess seemed to have anticipated Ning Yu's refusal:
"Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you'll be drawn into it."
"Why must it be me?"
Ning Yu pointed at herself.
"It's not that it must be you, it just happens to be you."
Moon Princess shook her head, and Ning Yu noticed her voice starting to become unclear.
"You must have strengthened the connection through some means, which is why I can communicate with you now, but this prolonged connection is harmful to you, so I must go."
Ning Yu wanted to ask if someone else could take her place, but Moon Princess raised her hand to stop her from speaking.
Hearing the word 'harmful,' Ning Yu remembered the visions that had flashed before her eyes like a flip book when they had last made eye contact - images from ancient to modern times, from the lowly to the noble.
"I'm not your enemy. I share the same mission as you, and I will help you when needed."
"That's the purpose of this communication."
Her voice became even more unclear, and her entire being began to dissolve, turning into pale blue mist that started to disperse.
The entire dream seemed to reach some kind of limit, as gray mist surged and swirled, surrounding Ning Yu.
The next moment, Ning Yu suddenly sat up in bed.
Because she sat up too quickly, her cute pajama hood fell over her head, revealing two fluffy semicircular ears on top.
Ning Yu looked around and let out a long breath, finally relaxing completely.
Thankfully, she hadn't returned to her previous life.
The night was as still as water, with no sound in the apartment. Ning Yu checked the time - it was past 3 AM.
Reflecting on the bizarre dream, Ning Yu was still thinking.
So the 'self' who had been appearing in her dreams but whose voice she couldn't hear was called Moon Princess.
She had also said she could be called Alaya-Consciousness - what was Alaya-Consciousness?
Why was she inside her body?
Ning Yu instinctively wanted to search the internet for this concept, but then realized that although the Ark Base had electricity, the world no longer had internet.
Besides that, according to her, there was some huge trouble waiting for her.
What could it be? Could it be related to the T-virus?
She looked down at her own body, pinching here and there.
Was this body really manufactured? Wasn't it just a normal human body?
It hurt when hit and would die when killed, no different from others.
Ning Yu suddenly thought of her twin sister, Ning Xuan.
She had never wanted to contact her 'family' before, but now a new thought occurred to her:
If she could find Ning Xuan and this body's parents, perhaps they would know something.
But now there seemed to be no way to contact them.
Ning Yu slowly removed her pajama hood, feeling a bit hot from it covering her head, letting her silver-white hair cascade down onto her shoulders.
Instead of going back to sleep, Ning Yu found herself inexplicably getting out of bed, opening her room door, and walking into the living room.
Everything was as it had been before bedtime, with the glass that Shen Yiyue had restored many times sitting on the table. She went forward to take it and get some water.
In her initial dream, she had returned to her previous life, yet she had felt no joy, only overwhelming disappointment.
Though the life of an assassin was admittedly monotonous and boring, the previous Ning Yu had no concept of happiness - executing missions was the meaning of existence.
But after living this new life, she felt she was no longer just an empty shell; now she was a living being with flesh, blood, and soul.
However, having gained this sense of being alive also meant having attachments.
The water in the glass was quickly finished, though she wasn't particularly thirsty - she had just been drinking unconsciously while thinking.
She pursed her lips, realizing something: in her dream, her first reaction had been fear that Shen Yiyue would disappear.
When had this started?
At first, she had only intended to use her, but now things seemed to have completely changed.
When she came to her senses, Ning Yu found herself standing at Shen Yiyue's door, her hand already on the doorknob.
She suddenly wondered if this was inappropriate - entering a girl's room in the middle of the night, like some kind of pervert.
But at this moment, she desperately wanted to confirm whether the Shen Yiyue in this room was real and tangible, or just an illusion.
After hesitating several times, Ning Yu gently turned the doorknob.
Making no sound, afraid of waking Shen Yiyue, Ning Yu opened her room door.
Looking in, she saw Shen Yiyue sleeping soundly on the bed, one leg sticking out from under the covers, sprawled carelessly.
Like a puppy sleeping peacefully, especially since she was wearing the same cute pajamas as Ning Yu, making the resemblance even stronger.
Ning Yu didn't know what she was doing, but she walked to the bedside, looking at her pure and innocent sleeping face.
She couldn't help but smile slightly - this girl always slept like this.
Thankfully, she was real.
At this moment, everything about her - her appearance, her scent, her sleeping face, her bad habit of kicking off the covers - was real.
Ning Yu suddenly had a mischievous idea.
She reached out her hand and placed it over Shen Yiyue's nose, then gently pinched it.
Unless someone has a cold that blocks their nose, people generally breathe through their nose while sleeping, so Shen Yiyue's breathing was immediately obstructed.
She woke up groggily, mumbling something incomprehensible, and slowly opened her eyes.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
