Mystical Journey

“Alright let’s stop this pessimistic conversation. Let’s talk about our experience in the past world.” Kong Xinxue clapped her hands.

It was obvious that she was the leader of this small group as everything she said was very convincing. Naturally, everyone started to talk about their past experience in the previous worlds. This was to introduce everyone’s history to Garen.

“My previous life can be summed up into a single word, tragic. It was a Machine Girl World and the sky was filled with missiles. I always had the impression that Machine Girls were incredibly cute from the animation back in the days but if you were to encounter them, you will soon realize that they would kill anyone without batting an eyelid. I lived alone in seclusion inside the forest for sixty years before I died at the age of eighty-two due to illness.” The technician uncle said helplessly.

“How can you call that a tragedy, when my previous life can truly be summed up with the word tragic.” Li Hua the policewoman from the other side of the table butted in. “The three major races mainly Orcs, Demons, and Humans were in an all-out war. My family, the half-orc was categorized as slaves and we had been sold here and there as ornamental pets.” She gave off an unbearable expression as she recalled.

“You guys know nothing about it. I was two meters and two centimeters tall and considered to be the tallest among my family members. However, those Demons, Humans, and Orcs were all at least ten meters tall and would often squat down by the cage and play with us as if we are birds… It felt like an earthquake whenever they walked and I thought that I had arrived at the Giant World when I first reincarnated. Ultimately, it’s not us that was short but they were just too tall…”

“That doesn’t sound tragic at all. You get to be a pet where you get to have good food and drinks. You can sleep after you eat and vice versa. My previous life was truly a tragedy. I was reincarnated as a human blood bank for the vampires. I would be awake for no more than three hours on a daily basis and I could not even move since I was placed inside a nursery chamber. Ultimately, I died after living for thirty-two years.”

“All of you have never been to my previous world. That world is defined by the word tragedy!” Another middle-aged man said with a depressed look on his face. “Have you guys heard of the show Dragon Ball? That world is approximately the same as Dragon Ball. They would fire an extremely wide area of effect planet-destroying class missiles at the drop of a hat. It’s best for you to not come out and fight if you’re less than Level Seven or Level Eight. You’d be ashamed to call yourself a powerhouse if you’re not a Level Nine and have become a Guardian of a Planet. They wouldn’t even classify a battle that cost one hundred billion lives as a war! That was classified as fooling around! Unfortunately, I was just a normal Interstellar Technician and was not qualified to learn how to operate a mech.”

“I don’t understand those level things. All I wanted is to live a quiet and peaceful life as a normal human who strives in his career, work hard and enjoy life.” The fat chef said with a smile on his face as he came out from the kitchen, placing two enticing dishes onto the table.

“Everyone has a different goal and will go after the things they deem meaningful,” Garen smiled as he responded.

“However, since we have reincarnated once and lived so many additional years, shouldn’t we lead a better life when compared to the others? Won’t it be humiliating if we keep living the same way?” A woman with short, red hair spoke arrogantly like an elderly.

Kong Xinxue who was just beside Garen started to introduce her to Garen softly.

“Her name is Yuan Xing. She was a boring uncle in her last life. She has now reincarnated as a rich lady from a highly influential family. Furthermore, she has a goddess-like appearance…”

Garen maintained his smile as he nodded at the woman and the opposing party, too, politely greeted him back.

“Isn’t the girl beside her pretty?” Kong Xinxue hinted him to look at the long black-haired woman beside the lady with red hair. The woman was whispering to another person in a ladylike manner on a certain topic. She had fair skin and her facial feature was very exquisite, giving off a natural and elegant vibe.

“Yes.”

“She’s Xi Yuan. She raised and fed pigs for a living in her previous life. Although she has been reincarnated as a beautiful maiden, she still constantly thinks of raising and feeding the pigs. She is now a multi-billionaire who owns a business in raising pigs.”

“…”

The smile on Garen’s face turned stiff.

“Do you see that uncle sitting on the other side?” Kong Xinxue curled her lips. “He was an absolute beauty who mastered the art of seduction via her gaze. He carries that habit along with him even after reincarnation and would automatically move his eyebrows while making eye contact with anybody. It’s best for you to close your eyes to avoid any trouble.”

“Is there anyone normal here…” Garen was speechless.

“There is one. She is sitting right next to you. It is no other than I, Kong Xinxue.” Kong Xinxue patted her chest as she said narcissistically.

“How many worlds have you been to?” Garen asked curiously.

“Three.” Kong Xinxue told him truthfully. “There’s nothing much to say about the first world. I kept striving forward as I thought that I could conquer the world’s economy. Unfortunately, I died in the middle of my journey. There are a few gifted people who you can’t win against even if you were reincarnated. They’re simply that amazing.”

“That’s pretty normal.” Garen nodded. “What about the second world?”

“The second world is the Bacterial World. I transmigrated and became a Bacillus inside the large intestine. I was ultimately killed along with the intestinal worms via insecticide.” Kong Xinxue did not try to hide anything at all. “Frankly speaking, I always felt that I may have transmigrated into a person’s bowel, becoming a bacteria with a conscience. It was really fascinating.”

“… You’re not far off from being an oddball.” Garen was speechless.

“Nothing is impossible.” Kong Xinxue shrugged.

“That’s true.” Garen nodded as he picked his cup up as he gently drank his wine. He stopped speaking as he sat quietly, listening to everyone’s chatter over a variety of topics.

“You seem to be rather lost judging from your look. You should go and search for the Tree of Wisdom. He’s the smartest among us Transmigrators.” Kong Xinxue spoke after a moment of silence.

“Tree of Wisdom?”

“Yep. He’s a wise man.”

“He needs fifteen minutes to do something we can do in one second. You’ll have to wait for at least half an hour for him to finish one sentence.”

“…”

Kong Xinxue then started mimicking how the Tree of Wisdom would speak to them.

“Life… is… extremely… cruel… we… need… to…”

The densely packed crowd sitting in the big square under the tree started yawning here and there.

“Which word has he reached?”

“He’s still at the word ‘to’.”

“Oh. I’ll take a short nap while I wait.”

“I’ll go buy some snacks. Do you need anything?”

“A bucket of small steamed buns will do.”

Garen and Kong Xinxue couldn’t help but burst into laughter as she finished speaking.

“The funniest part is his longest sentence was three hours long! At that time, one of the people thought that he had finished his speech even though he was only eighty percent through. As he stood up and was about to leave the area, he added on and said that what he did was f*cking wrong.”

“When that man found out, he raged to the point he almost vomited blood.” Kong Xinxue laughed as she staggered forward and backward.

“There really are all sorts of people.” Garen sighed emotionally.

“Indeed. We’re all Transmigrators. There’s bound to be good ones and bad ones. We’re considered very fortunate as there are some Transmigrators who encountered all kinds of unfortunate events and tragedies from the very beginning, causing them to have a huge temperament.” Kong Xinxue sighed. “Although I know that it’s bad for me to speak behind someone’s back, I couldn’t help but say it out loud.”

She pondered for a moment. “Alright. That’s all from me. It’s your turn now. How many worlds have you been to?”

Garen drank a mouthful of wine.

“I’ve been to three worlds. Sigh… The first one is a Martial Art World. It was pretty dull and I eventually died from an atomic bomb and a volcano eruption.”

“Died without leaving any corpse behind huh.”

“The second world is a supernatural world. Although I managed to survive well there, I was eliminated by the new era.” Garen was trying to explain that the supernatural power had faded and he was ultimately kicked out by the Planet’s Will.

“That’s pretty tragic but slightly better than the first one. What about the third world?”

The third one…” Gared sighed. “I lost a fight in the third world. I was then captured and died from old age while waiting for someone to rescue me.”

Pfft.

A woman sitting on the other side of Garen could not hold onto her laughter as she started laughing. No one knew when she appeared beside Garen. She had on a cute, white cat ear as a hair clip, two ponytails and was wearing a long sleeve, black T-shirt paired with a black red checkered short skirt which was part of a school’s uniform. She looked very innocent and cute.

“Sorry. I couldn’t hold in my laughter when I heard that you died from old age.” The girl laughed as she covered her mouth.

“… No wonder you always look rather sulky and lazy all the time.” Kong Xinxue ignored the other girl as she sipped the milk from her cup.

“I’ve lived as a failure in all three worlds.” Garen sighed. He didn’t mention the Blood Breed World in the middle of the second and third world. In his perspective, he was just passing by in that world so it was not counted.

“And you are?” Out of politeness, Garen looked at the girl who was laughing earlier.

The girl tilted her head innocently. “My name is Zhao Wenzhen. I am the temporary leader of the Sky Seat’s Shooting Fragrant Sect. I heard that a newly joined member here is a Kendo master. Hence, I’ve personally come here to recruit you into my sect.”

“Kendo?” Garen shook his head. “I do not practice Kendo. What you’re referring to is the Japanese Blade Technique, right?”

“Wrong~” Zhao Wenzhen smiled as she spoke. “Japanese Blade Technique is a Saber Art developed in Japan. What I’m referring to is the Assassination Blade Technique developed during the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period.”

“You pestering fox, can’t you see people are ignoring you? Did you come here to seduce another man again?” Kong Xinxue’s tone was rather hostile as she spoke loudly to Zhao Wenzhen.

“You may call me Ms. Nine-Tailed Fox even though that was from my previous life. In this life, I wish to live a peaceful life as a cute and beautiful woman.” Zhao Wenzhen gestured a V shape with her finger as she smiled with her eyes closed.

“Everyone present here are most likely Transmigrators from Earth. As the other Transmigrators from another civilization were not the same kind as us, we do not communicate much. If we Transmigrators from Earth do not unite together, we can only blame ourselves if we were bullied by others.” Zhao Wenzhen added on as she elaborated.

“I can’t stand people who are extremely flirtatious towards everybody.” Kong Xinxue said in a bad mood.

“Aren’t you used to not seeing an open pervert?” Zhao Wenzhen was all smiles.

“You!!”

“Alright, stop fooling around.” Everyone tried to smoothen things over between the two of them. “Everyone, let’s eat. It’s a classic Chinese meal!”

Garen was speechless as he sat in between these two girls.

“What I know is just Sword Art instead of Kendo… I know nothing of it at all. I feel that Kendo is more towards cleaving in a non-conspicuous manner.”

“What about your technique then?” Zhao Wenzhen squinted her eyes as she spoke gently. “Do you want to spar with me here?”

“Ignore her. She is the boss of the world’s largest mafia. Her definition of competition is to kill as many people as possible.” Kong Xinxue smiled coldly. “Don’t be fooled by her innocent look.”

“What’s wrong with Black Fist? Those people are only good at brawling. If I didn’t welcome them with open arms, give them a second chance and organize the Black Fist Competition in this world when they couldn’t afford to survive, the society would be much more unstable by a few hundred points.” Zhao Wenzhen started to feel discontent.

“Furthermore, how can those idiotic rash fellows be compared with our little brother Garen?” Zhao Wenzhen leaned her body closer to Garen as she, who was wearing a short skirt, placed her snow-white tender leg beside Garen’s leg.