Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

It's one thing for him to create a small space inside his body, but how is it that he can so skillfully and casually open a "door" on the outside?

Moraine was puzzled for a moment.

For some reason, he seemed to master techniques like "space," "barrier," and "domain expansion" very easily.

The same applies to the previous simplified domain. Even though I had only learned it for less than a day, I could use it freely after setting up a simple constraint. After trying it a few times, I didn't even need to set up a constraint anymore.

The same applies to domain expansion.

If Morion hadn't known clearly that he didn't possess any spatial abilities, he might have even begun to suspect that he had already synchronized with a spatial ability and simultaneously gained mastery over "space."

But Morion knew very well that he didn't have that ability in his skill list.

"Perhaps it's because he frequently enters and exits the synchronization space that he has gained some insights into this area," Moraine concluded.

With that thought in mind, Moraine stopped worrying about it, changed her clothes, did a quick wash, and entered the synchronization space.

…………

The black space rippled once more, and the sorcerer Morion emerged from it.

The rooms within the space have become even larger.

It seems that compared to the fulfilling life of the sorcerer Morion, there are other Morions who are actually quite idle.

"You're here? Good evening." Mysterious Morion, sitting at a bar, greeted Spellcaster Morion.

In front of him was a white bar, and in his hand he held a drink of unknown origin.

“It’s morning here,” Morion the Spellcaster replied, “but good evening anyway.”

“It’s morning here too.” Mysterious Morion shrugged, finished his drink in one gulp, and the glass was immediately refilled automatically.

"What are you pretending for?" Moraine asked with a laugh. "Do you even know how to drink?"

"And is alcohol really effective for us right now?"

“This is iced tea,” the enigmatic Morion said, swirling the wine glass in his hand. “I wanted to get used to the atmosphere beforehand.”

I'm going to a banquet in a couple of days.

"I don't really want to act like a country bumpkin."

“It’s nighttime here, though.” Sitting on the sofa, Bente Morion crossed his legs and turned a page of his book.

He put down his book and looked at Morion.

"We've already told me about what's going on your end," Beng Tie Morion said, spreading his hands. "What do you plan to do?"

"What should we do? Hmm..." Morion the Sorcerer thought for a moment, "The main problem is that we can't find it."

"Those old fogies are hiding quite well; it will take some time for the swarm to go out and find them."

"Before that, I'd better practice my reversal spells properly."

"Have you figured out how to torture them?" Bengti Morion asked with a smile. "I can help you look it up on our website."

"The methods of the interstellar age are always better than those of primitive people."

“I don’t have the high-tech equipment you have over there,” Morion the Sorcerer spread his hands. “Forget it, I’ll just do it my own way.”

“That works too.” Bengti Morion nodded in understanding.

“My top priority right now is to find them,” Morion the Sorcerer emphasized.

“Yes, that’s true.” Mysterious Morion nodded. “Your situation is indeed quite troublesome.”

“You don’t have a spirit world over there, so there’s no way to do divination.” Mysterious Morion immediately thought in his own familiar way.

Currently, divination is a unique and mysterious ability. After wiping out the gang, he began to use divination to find suitable targets.

However, other worlds do not have a spirit world. Although the "divination ability" itself can still be used, the essence of divination is to obtain information through the spirit world. And because there is no spirit world, even if divination is successful, the result will only be "nothing".

"I left some swarms to start searching, but those people are all well hidden, and many are even in other countries."

"Investigating an entire planet is still a bit difficult for me."

"It might take a month or two to find it."

“We currently have no way to find anyone from your side, and we don’t know when another one of us will arrive.” The enigmatic Morion slumped over the bar, striking a drunken pose.

"Are you practicing your acting skills?" Morion the Sorcerer asked with a smile.

“Hmm…” the mysterious Morion replied with a soft “hmm” in a nasal voice.

“I’ve been here for over a week. There’s a banquet for Duke Negan the day after tomorrow. I remember that’s the day Zillingus died.”

"I'm planning to go and join in the fun."

The enigmatic Morion sat up from the chair, instantly regaining his energetic appearance.

"How do you plan to join in the fun?" asked Morion the Sorcerer.

“It’s simple,” the enigmatic Morion said with a smile. “Just find any nobleman at the entrance and sneak in with him.”

With his ability to be a loner, he can easily get a "friend slot".

"Too."

"Then remember to change into something more presentable," the sorcerer Morion reminded him.

“Of course,” the enigmatic Morion snapped his fingers, “my clothes are all luxury items.”

His clothes were made of fine silk and various materials from insect swarms, which was quite luxurious for the era in which the mysterious world existed.

The clothing design was a combination of his memories from the synchronized experience of Bengtimorion and popular styles from various planets.

From materials to design, it's all literally luxurious.

"And what about you? How are you?" Morion the Sorcerer asked Morion the Ironclad.

“I’m almost at Pinocone,” Bengtemorion replied. “We’ve already reached the Asidna system, and we should be able to enter Pinocone’s celestial rings in less than half an hour.”

The celestial rings are several rings surrounding the planet Pinocene, similar to Saturn's rings, and are composed of individual "hotel rooms".

Each room in those hotels was small and cramped, so small that even a single adult would feel crowded, but there were so many of them that they could circle the entire planet several times over.

These rooms are for "sleeping".

Pinocone, the star of the event, is the legendary "land of dreams".

But arriving in Pinocchio does not mean you have reached your destination; the true "dreamland" is in the dream world.

"If I had to say, my biggest worry right now is whether I can bring my children in," said Bengti Morion, propping his face up with his hand.

Pinocchio's security is very strict, and all the paperwork has to be checked several times. Bengti Morion really wasn't sure if he could bring his suitcase containing the swarm inside.

Theoretically, there shouldn't be any problems.

After all, harmony encompasses everything. The family can even put in a person with a star core inside them, so a few harmless insects shouldn't be a problem.

In the world of Honkai Impact 3rd, it's not uncommon to find strange people who carry insects with them.

Morion was worried that his family would require him to buy a ticket for every single bug.

“Oh? That’s perfect.” Morion the Spellcaster walked over and sat down on the sofa. “I just happened to come up with a useful little trick that will allow you to bring all your insect offspring in.”

"Really?" Bengti Morion asked, somewhat surprised.

It wasn't that he looked down on Morion the Sorcerer.

The main problem is that the gap between the two worlds is simply too large.

The two high-fived, completing their synchronization.

"Wow?!" Beng Tie Morion's eyes lit up. "This thing is great."

This is good.

While Pinocchio does conduct thorough baggage checks, its checks on passengers are relatively lenient.

After all, those who can afford to go to Pinocchio are all important people, and they wouldn't allow the staff to examine them thoroughly.

Even with the strictest security measures at the Daydream Hotel, it's impossible to dissect a guest on the spot.

Moreover, even if Morion were dissected, the imaginary space within his body, existing between "existence" and "non-existence," might not be detectable.

Just bring a few things in the suitcase.

Now that there's a better way, Moraine sees no need to gamble on this.

"What good stuff?" Mysterious Morion leaned in, also synchronizing with him.

“Oh, you’ve taken another step forward in your destiny.” Mysterious Morion’s attention was elsewhere.

Because of the potion system, Mysterious Murray is more sensitive to things like "digestion" and "promotion".

He sensed Morion's deeper understanding of the path of destiny and seemed lost in thought.

“That’s a really useful insight…” He rested his chin on his hand, lowering his eyelids. “Is there any goodness in human nature…”

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Chapter 103 Daydream Hotel

Inside Morion's room on the Rare Rare.

Morion, who had just left the synchronization space, opened his eyes and looked at the buzzing swarm of insects around him.

He was carrying in his hand the music box that served as an invitation to the Harmonious Music Festival.

With a thought, the swarm of insects immediately moved closer and gathered around Morion.

“I should be able to do it too…” Morion paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand and made a gesture in the air in front of him.

He easily sliced ​​open a purple slit in the air.

"Oh!" Morion chuckled, opened the spatial briefcase, and saw the insects swarming out and flying towards Morion's imaginary space.

As expected, Moraine was right.

The insectoids prefer Moraine's imaginary space to the folded space.

This will make them feel like Morion is holding them all the time.