Chapter 734 – Three Thousand Mirror Ruins 1

After Mo Lan granted Zhizhi permission to enter and exit her personal tent, she watched it head off toward Central Camp without a backward glance.

She shook her head, took the Three Thousand Mirror Ruins best friend invitation letter, and made her way to the Well of the Sky.

Under the invitation’s influence, the reflected galaxy within the well began to shift and flow, revealing a vast expanse of fine silver nebula. Within it, countless spatial fragments glittered and shone.

Mo Lan knew — that was the Three Thousand Mirror Ruins World.

The invitation had already established a connection with the Three Thousand Mirror Ruins World. She gripped it tightly and leaped into the Well of the Sky.

When she regained consciousness, there was a tube shoved in her mouth. Several people in black surrounded her, and a dark liquid was being pumped continuously into her stomach. Her belly was bloated like a ball, and the overwhelming nausea was impossible to suppress. She began vomiting violently.

Mo Lan retched and grew alert at the same time.

Was her luck really this bad? Had she been kidnapped by some evil organization the moment she arrived? What kind of poison had they forced into her? This was absolutely revolting! It was worse than eating filth.

She very nearly summoned her Mana to blast these people to dust! Fortunately, memories belonging to this identity came flooding into her mind just in time. She caught glimpses of certain images and realized this was a place similar to a hospital, and these people in black were doctors. Only then did she relax.

Black was the signature color of hospitals and doctors in this world.

Mo Lan finally finished vomiting and slumped back against the bed, her eyes glazed over, her stomach still churning in waves.

“There we go, there we go! You’ll feel better now that it’s all out!”

“How lucky! She was practically gone, but one dose of stomach-cleansing vine extract and she’s back among the living!”

“Hm? She didn’t even pass out after vomiting! Young lady, your psychic power must be quite impressive!”

The “Angels in black” marveled amongst themselves, then brought over a bag filled with a green, gelatinous substance.

“Since you’re still conscious, you can eat this yourself. For the next seven days, you cannot eat normal food — only green moss gel. It will keep you full while also clearing out the remaining toxins and healing your stomach where the poison burned it.

Remember to pick up a seven-day supply of green moss gel before you leave. If conditions allow, a full half-month course would be ideal.

And next time, remember not to eat things of unknown origin. Void-sense mushrooms and void-sense spotted fungi look nearly identical, but their effects are worlds apart.

If your psychic power weren’t so strong — strong enough that the stomach-cleansing vine extract jolted you awake to vomit out the poison — this time might have been the end of you…”

Mo Lan fought back the nauseating feeling still lingering in her throat and gave a slight nod.

She had just finished reviewing this identity’s memories.

By coincidence, this identity’s name, when transliterated, was also “Mo Lan.”

Of course, the actual meaning and writing were a world apart from her real name.

“Mo Lan” was currently a middle school student living in the capital city of Deer Cry Mirror, one of the eighteen great Mirror Domains of the Eastern China Alliance.

Her parents had both been high-star Mirror Explorers, serving in a Pioneering Corps under the Mirror Lord’s Prefecture.

Pioneering squads offered excellent benefits and high pay, but the work also carried tremendous danger.

Three years ago, they had met with a fatal accident during a pioneering exploration mission, and “Mo Lan” had been orphaned ever since.

However, thanks to the generous compensation issued by the Mirror Lord’s Prefecture and the welfare protections for children of fallen heroes, “Mo Lan” had not been bullied. The assets her parents left behind were preserved, and she had even been admitted on special terms to the best middle school in Deer Cry Mirror — Deer Cry Middle School.

With the aptitude test approaching, “Mo Lan” had tried to obtain void-sense mushrooms — which could enhance psychic power and Mirror Explorer aptitude. Instead, someone had duped her with void-sense spotted fungi, which looked extremely similar.

Void-sense spotted fungi were highly toxic, and “Mo Lan” had unfortunately died from the poisoning. At the moment of her death, the world consciousness of the Three Thousand Mirror Ruins sent Mo Lan over, and she silently inherited the girl’s identity, memories, and magical aptitude, becoming a Sorceress version of a native human.

As long as she didn’t actively reveal her Sorceress abilities, no one would be able to tell she wasn’t from this world.

It was the original “Mo Lan” who had been poisoned, not her — but that absolutely revolting stomach-cleansing vine extract had been pumped into her stomach all the same. She’d suffered for nothing, yet under those circumstances, she could hardly have refused.

As for the green moss gel…

Mo Lan accepted the bag of green moss gel from the doctor and took a single sip. An icy-cool sensation shot straight through her from head to toe, making her shudder involuntarily. The aftertaste lingered for an extraordinarily long time.

According to the doctor’s instructions, she was supposed to eat a full large bag of this every day, for at least seven consecutive days.

She immediately decided that if she could avoid eating the green moss gel, she would.

After all, her body was perfectly fine. She had merely inherited the original owner’s complexion, which made her look slightly pale.

Now that Mo Lan had recovered, the doctors departed. Only a few nurses remained nearby, keeping watch over the patients in the surrounding beds who were out of danger.

She bit down on the straw of the green moss gel bag, pretending to drink, while her hand had already grabbed the payment slip and prescription from beside the bed.

Following the original owner’s memories, she found the payment counter and prepared to settle the bill for the emergency treatment.

As for the prescription slip, she quietly crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into her pants pocket.

“One hundred and forty-nine mirror coins.”

Mo Lan nodded and reached for the red cord around her neck, pulling out a fist-sized pink miniature round mirror pendant.

Inside this miniature mirror was a thirty-cubic, unregistered storage mirror. All her money and personal belongings were kept inside.

In the Three Thousand Mirror Ruins World, where spatial items were produced in abundance, miniature mirrors with storage space were as common as backpacks. The only difference was the varying size of the storage space within.

Unregistered storage spaces could be opened by anyone and were generally used by people who had not yet begun cultivation.

This miniature mirror had been with the original owner since she was very small, and she had used it all the way until now.

In addition, there were two larger registered storage mirrors at her home — relics left behind by her parents. However, since she hadn’t begun cultivation yet, she couldn’t open them.

Mo Lan took out two mirror coins — one with a face value of one hundred, and one worth fifty.

The clerk at the payment counter gave her one small mirror coin worth one as change.

Mo Lan strolled leisurely out of the hospital. The moment she stepped outside, she immediately stowed the green moss gel into her miniature mirror.

The cities of this world also had many tall buildings, generally no more than twenty stories high, yet technology was completely absent. This was a purely magical world.

The reason for so many tall buildings was simply that land was limited.

The roads between buildings were not particularly wide, and the streets were filled with pedestrians, with no vehicles of any kind.

Spatial Magic was highly developed in this world. For short distances, people walked; for long distances, they used teleportation.

Right next to the hospital was a public teleportation hall. Mo Lan walked inside, entered an empty small teleportation chamber, input her destination, and dropped the one-coin mirror coin — the change from the hospital — into the teleportation device.

The teleportation platform beneath her feet flashed with light, and Mo Lan arrived at the public teleportation hall outside Deer Antler Residential District.