A place undetectable by any instrument in the world—this was where Ling Yi currently resided.
“Newborn consciousness, come out.
I promise you a dignified death.” Within the pure-white consciousness space, a purple-haired Damselette floated in midair.
Her golden eyes constantly shifted as she surveyed her surroundings, seemingly searching for something.
“How did she suddenly disappear…?” The purple-haired Damselette muttered as she slowly moved away from the area before vanishing.
In a corner, the pure-white space rippled slightly, only to return to normal in an instant.
Ling Yi hid in the corner of the consciousness space, curled into a ball with her knees hugged tightly against her chest, trembling.
Her entire body was covered by an azure barrier of light, preventing the purple-haired Damselette from discovering her.
Damn it!
What kind of transmigrator gets killed the moment they arrive in another world?!
The instant the purple-haired Damselette’s spear had neared her throat, Ling Yi realized something— After being graced by a speeding truck, she had transmigrated into the Honkai world.
More precisely, she had transmigrated into the consciousness space of Kiana, the heroine of the Honkai series.
She had no body of her own.
She was merely a gray, incorporeal consciousness floating inside Kiana’s consciousness space.
As a newborn consciousness, she was still unable to control Kiana’s body.
She couldn’t observe the outside world from within the consciousness space, and she couldn’t even communicate with Kiana herself.
Based on Ling Yi’s understanding, her current state was more akin to Kiana’s second, third…
personality.
As for the purple-haired Damselette currently hunting her, the one players called the “Queen,” she was, in a sense, Ling Yi’s “big sister.” Except…
this big sister considered Ling Yi an unstable factor who might interfere with her plans and intended to run her through with a spear.
On This vast land (Terra), Ling Yi felt that she was probably among the most miserable transmigrators alive.
Not only had she lost her body, but someone was also trying to kill her immediately after she transmigrated…
The only reason she was still alive was because she possessed something calling itself the Personality Simulation System.
Ling Yi raised her hand, and a transparent, glowing panel unfolded before her.
[Greetings, Host.
This is Personality Simulation System No.
325.
How may I assist you?] [I am the most reliable system—your system.] “I want to know what I can do right now.” Ling Yi had just spent the points from the system’s beginner gift pack to purchase a consciousness-concealment barrier.
That was why the Queen had failed to discover her.
Because of that, Ling Yi considered her system reliable.
Perhaps…
the system really did have a solution.
[In response to the Host: If you do not conduct simulations to earn points, there should be nothing you can do.] “Fuck.” This was what it called a reliable system?
What part of that was reliable?!
*Lu’s system wasn’t like this at all!
[My reliability lies in the fact that if the Host dies, I will die for love.] Oh, that was impressive.
Ling Yi drew her consciousness form in tighter and deliberately ignored the glowing panel before her as she rapidly considered her options.
Apart from starting a simulation, she had no other choice.
The Queen was still outside, and Ling Yi had no idea when she would fall asleep.
Her concealment wasn’t permanent.
The moment it wore off, she would have no chance of surviving against the Queen.
Talk her down?
How could she possibly have that many opportunities to talk her way out of danger?
Ling Yi didn’t believe she was eloquent enough to persuade someone determined to kill her.
But…
what if her concealment expired during the simulation, allowing the Queen to drag her out and stab her to death?
[Please rest assured, Host.
To allow you to simulate without worry, time in the real world will be paused for the duration of the simulation.] As though sensing Ling Yi’s hesitation, the transparent panel appeared before her and offered an explanation.
Ling Yi then used her thoughts to gently confirm an option in her field of vision.
Following her action, rows of text refreshed across the screen.
[Welcome to the Personality Simulation System!] [This simulator is dedicated to helping the Host grow into the strongest alternate personality.
One simulation may be conducted every ten days.] [Attention: To facilitate the Host’s effective growth, all simulation results will manifest in reality.
Please proceed with caution.] [Host, please strive to become another person’s strongest personality and help them change their personal destiny.] [The Host may only conclude the simulation when the other party regards you as an indispensable friend in their life.] [After each simulation ends, your performance will be evaluated and rewards distributed accordingly.] [During the first simulation, to reduce the difficulty, a progress bar will be displayed above the head of the Host’s host.] Once the text finished displaying, a red button appeared on the transparent panel, with the words “Begin Simulation” written beneath it.
‘Manifest in reality…?’ Ling Yi didn’t rush to begin the simulation.
Instead, she tried to organize the information, but soon realized she was overthinking things.
She didn’t even know what time it was outside.
Nor could she observe the outside world from within the consciousness space, so knowing more wouldn’t do her any good.
Letting out a long breath, she placed her hand on the crimson button.
There was no turning back.
Whether she continued clinging to life or died here, she had to succeed in this simulation.
If she failed, the Queen would probably find and kill her in no time.
Each simulation had a ten-day cooldown, and she couldn’t afford to wait that long.
Closing her eyes, Ling Yi found herself surrounded by endless darkness.
She took a deep breath and firmly pressed the red button before her.
Although she was clearly only a consciousness form, Ling Yi distinctly felt her eyes growing heavy as she sank into darkness.
…..
When Ling Yi opened her eyes with some difficulty, she saw the small hand she was holding up.
It was soft and tender, and she immediately understood something.
This vast land (Terra) was softly illuminated by the faint glow of eternal night, lighting up the surroundings.
It seemed this was the simulated world.
Judging by her current appearance, she looked around nine years old.
Drawing a habitual breath, Ling Yi slowly began adapting to this body.
Looking around, she found herself walking along a path in a small town.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the streets were completely deserted.
She took a step forward and felt a faint sting beneath her feet.
Only then did Ling Yi realize the girl was walking barefoot.
Like her slender hands, her feet possessed an unusual pearly whiteness under the moonlight.
At times, they almost seemed transparent.
There was a faint taste of blood in her mouth.
Out of habit, Ling Yi began considering where the blood had come from—whether the injury was to her gums or the inside of her mouth.
No…
Why would she think about something like that?
She raised her head.
The nearly transparent glass display of a clothing store reflected the girl’s current appearance.
Eyes resembling gray glass, a petite and adorable face, a pure-white dress, and a dark-yellow bundle strapped to her back.
Her long, pale-green hair cascaded down around her feet.
Although this face lacked the madness and danger she remembered, it was still enough for Ling Yi to recognize her name.
Mobius.