Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âAlright letâs stop this pessimistic conversation. Letâs talk about our experience in the past world.â 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 everyoneâs history to Garen.
âMy 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.â The technician uncle said helplessly.
âHow can you call that a tragedy, when my previous life can truly be summed up with the word tragic.â Li Hua the policewoman from the other side of the table butted in. âThe 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.â She gave off an unbearable expression as she recalled.
âYou 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, itâs not us that was short but they were just too tall...â
âThat doesnât 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.â
âAll of you have never been to my previous world. That world is defined by the word tragedy!â Another middle-aged man said with a depressed look on his face. âHave 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. Itâs best for you to not come out and fight if youâre less than Level Seven or Level Eight. Youâd be ashamed to call yourself a powerhouse if youâre not a Level Nine and have become a Guardian of a Planet. They wouldnât 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.â
âI donât 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.â The fat chef said with a smile on his face as he came out from the kitchen, placing two enticing dishes onto the table.
âEveryone has a different goal and will go after the things they deem meaningful,â Garen smiled as he responded.
âHowever, since we have reincarnated once and lived so many additional years, shouldnât we lead a better life when compared to the others? Wonât it be humiliating if we keep living the same way?â 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.
âHer 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...â
Garen maintained his smile as he nodded at the woman and the opposing party, too, politely greeted him back.
âIsnât the girl beside her pretty?â 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.
âYes.â
âSheâs 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.â
â...â
The smile on Garenâs face turned stiff.
âDo you see that uncle sitting on the other side?â Kong Xinxue curled her lips. âHe 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. Itâs best for you to close your eyes to avoid any trouble.â
âIs there anyone normal here...â Garen was speechless.
âThere is one. She is sitting right next to you. It is no other than I, Kong Xinxue.â Kong Xinxue patted her chest as she said narcissistically.
âHow many worlds have you been to?â Garen asked curiously.
âThree.â Kong Xinxue told him truthfully. âThereâs nothing much to say about the first world. I kept striving forward as I thought that I could conquer the worldâs economy. Unfortunately, I died in the middle of my journey. There are a few gifted people who you canât win against even if you were reincarnated. Theyâre simply that amazing.â
âThatâs pretty normal.â Garen nodded. âWhat about the second world?â
âThe 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.â Kong Xinxue did not try to hide anything at all. âFrankly speaking, I always felt that I may have transmigrated into a personâs bowel, becoming a bacteria with a conscience. It was really fascinating.â
â... Youâre not far off from being an oddball.â Garen was speechless.
âNothing is impossible.â Kong Xinxue shrugged.
âThatâs true.â Garen nodded as he picked his cup up as he gently drank his wine. He stopped speaking as he sat quietly, listening to everyoneâs chatter over a variety of topics.
âYou seem to be rather lost judging from your look. You should go and search for the Tree of Wisdom. Heâs the smartest among us Transmigrators.â Kong Xinxue spoke after a moment of silence.
âTree of Wisdom?â
âYep. Heâs a wise man.â
âHe needs fifteen minutes to do something we can do in one second. Youâll have to wait for at least half an hour for him to finish one sentence.â
â...â
Kong Xinxue then started mimicking how the Tree of Wisdom would speak to them.
âLife... is... extremely... cruel... we... need... to...â
The densely packed crowd sitting in the big square under the tree started yawning here and there.
âWhich word has he reached?â
âHeâs still at the word âtoâ.â
âOh. Iâll take a short nap while I wait.â
âIâll go buy some snacks. Do you need anything?â
âA bucket of small steamed buns will do.â
Garen and Kong Xinxue couldnât help but burst into laughter as she finished speaking.
âThe 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.â
âWhen that man found out, he raged to the point he almost vomited blood.â Kong Xinxue laughed as she staggered forward and backward.
âThere really are all sorts of people.â Garen sighed emotionally.
âIndeed. Weâre all Transmigrators. Thereâs bound to be good ones and bad ones. Weâre 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.â Kong Xinxue sighed. âAlthough I know that itâs bad for me to speak behind someoneâs back, I couldnât help but say it out loud.â
She pondered for a moment. âAlright. Thatâs all from me. Itâs your turn now. How many worlds have you been to?â
Garen drank a mouthful of wine.
âIâve 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.â
âDied without leaving any corpse behind huh.â
âThe second world is a supernatural world. Although I managed to survive well there, I was eliminated by the new era.â Garen was trying to explain that the supernatural power had faded and he was ultimately kicked out by the Planetâs Will.
âThatâs pretty tragic but slightly better than the first one. What about the third world?â
The third one...â Gared sighed. âI lost a fight in the third world. I was then captured and died from old age while waiting for someone to rescue me.â
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 schoolâs uniform. She looked very innocent and cute.
âSorry. I couldnât hold in my laughter when I heard that you died from old age.â The girl laughed as she covered her mouth.
â... No wonder you always look rather sulky and lazy all the time.â Kong Xinxue ignored the other girl as she sipped the milk from her cup.
âIâve lived as a failure in all three worlds.â Garen sighed. He didnât 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.
âAnd you are?â Out of politeness, Garen looked at the girl who was laughing earlier.
The girl tilted her head innocently. âMy name is Zhao Wenzhen. I am the temporary leader of the Sky Seatâs Shooting Fragrant Sect. I heard that a newly joined member here is a Kendo master. Hence, Iâve personally come here to recruit you into my sect.â
âKendo?â Garen shook his head. âI do not practice Kendo. What youâre referring to is the Japanese Blade Technique, right?â
âWrong~â Zhao Wenzhen smiled as she spoke. âJapanese Blade Technique is a Saber Art developed in Japan. What Iâm referring to is the Assassination Blade Technique developed during the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period.â
âYou pestering fox, canât you see people are ignoring you? Did you come here to seduce another man again?â Kong Xinxueâs tone was rather hostile as she spoke loudly to Zhao Wenzhen.
âYou 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.â Zhao Wenzhen gestured a V shape with her finger as she smiled with her eyes closed.
âEveryone 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.â Zhao Wenzhen added on as she elaborated.
âI canât stand people who are extremely flirtatious towards everybody.â Kong Xinxue said in a bad mood.
âArenât you used to not seeing an open pervert?â Zhao Wenzhen was all smiles.
âYou!!â
âAlright, stop fooling around.â Everyone tried to smoothen things over between the two of them. âEveryone, letâs eat. Itâs a classic Chinese meal!â
Garen was speechless as he sat in between these two girls.
âWhat 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.â
âWhat about your technique then?â Zhao Wenzhen squinted her eyes as she spoke gently. âDo you want to spar with me here?â
âIgnore her. She is the boss of the worldâs largest mafia. Her definition of competition is to kill as many people as possible.â Kong Xinxue smiled coldly. âDonât be fooled by her innocent look.â
âWhatâs wrong with Black Fist? Those people are only good at brawling. If I didnât welcome them with open arms, give them a second chance and organize the Black Fist Competition in this world when they couldnât afford to survive, the society would be much more unstable by a few hundred points.â Zhao Wenzhen started to feel discontent.
âFurthermore, how can those idiotic rash fellows be compared with our little brother Garen?â Zhao Wenzhen leaned her body closer to Garen as she, who was wearing a short skirt, placed her snow-white tender leg beside Garenâs leg.