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

"I deliberately didn't come back halfway through just to preserve this complete experience."

"If you are interrupted during a meal, your sense of satisfaction will decrease."

“I think I roughly understand how Stone Dragon feels.” Beng Tie Morion slumped onto the sofa.

He glanced around, gave a thumbs-up, and said with a smile:

"Ah, I'm full."

He extended his thumb forward.

"Come on, you should try some too."

"My experience at Pinocone".

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Chapter 118 Face Swap in a Dream

Pinocone, the golden hour.

Moraine sat in a comfortable, upholstered chair with a small table and a vanity mirror in front of her, and a "barber" with a razor and scissors behind her.

The barber looked quite professional, wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and a shaved head.

It's just not easy to say what one's major is.

"Uncle, do you take bodyguard jobs?" Moraine turned around and asked the barber behind her.

The barber was stunned for a moment when he looked at himself in the mirror. He quickly realized what was happening and his face changed rapidly, transforming into a young man with hair wax, a beret, and a beard.

"Excuse me, sir. I just got back from my part-time job and forgot to get my face changed," the barber said apologetically.

Are you a real bodyguard?

Moraine blinked, turned back, and sat up straight again.

"Oh, let's begin then."

This place looks like an ordinary barbershop.

Cutting your hair in a dream seems pointless, since nothing's left once you open your eyes.

However, things that happen in dreams are often more magical than in reality.

This "barbershop" not only cuts hair, but also adjusts facial features, height, and voice.

This is a face-shaping center that allows dreamers to customize their own faces in their dreams; it's called "Dream Self-Hair Salon."

"Sir, what kind of look would you like for yourself?" The barber handed Morion a blank sheet of paper with various designs on it.

It was just a thin piece of paper, but Moraine could swivel across it like a flat surface.

He flipped through it, but was not satisfied with any of the contents.

Seemingly sensing Morion's dissatisfaction, the well-dressed barber thoughtfully stepped forward and pointed at the reference sheet.

Soon, the patterns on the reference sheet gradually faded, turning the entire sheet into a blank sheet of paper.

"Sir, you can roughly imagine the look you want, and this paper will help you visualize it." After saying that, the barber added, "The closer the new look you want is to your original self, the less time it will take. On the other hand, if you want a complete makeover, it may take a lot of time."

"Oh! How thoughtful," Moraine praised.

The next second, a face appeared on the reference sheet.

Moraine held the prescription and looked at the barber.

"See, that's it."

"I want short, yellow hair, green eyes, and a long ponytail tied back. I want it to look like this picture, and then I'll work on the details."

The barber took the reference image and compared it to Moraine's own face. The similarity was very low, so he gave Moraine a hint.

"This will take quite some time, sir."

Moraine smiled and nodded.

“I know, I’ll get another suit, white on the outside and black on the inside.”

He used the fact that simultaneous incantations are always understood to make the image of the clothes Morion wanted instantly appear in the barber's mind.

The barber immediately nodded in understanding.

He had no doubts about this ability.

There are so many strange and wonderful races in the universe, and so many different kinds of abilities.

Harmony embraces all things, and the Land of Dreams welcomes different guests every day.

Among them, it is also common for creatures to communicate using "consciousness" rather than language.

The barber once encountered a similar race, said to come from a world with three stars. They had no mouths, but instead possessed transparent thoughts. For the beings there, "thinking" was "speaking."

The barber swiped the reference sheet in front of him, and the image Morion had put in his mind immediately appeared on the sheet and was sent to the back office.

At that time, a dream architect will create a similar outfit for Morion.

Dream architect is a special profession at Pinocchio.

They use the power of harmony to "tune" dreams.

From creating a complete dream world to creating a single garment, almost anything is possible in the world of dreams.

"Sir, your haircut is done. Are you satisfied with this?" The white cloth covering Morion's face was lifted, and the hairdresser looked at Morion and asked.

"May I ask why I have this cape?" Moraine didn't answer the barber's question, but instead inquired about the barber's cape that had been covering her during the face swap.

Morion understands that a normal haircut requires this; it's to prevent hair from falling into her clothes.

But during the "haircut" just now, the barber completely twisted his facial features as if kneading dough, and the hair didn't fall out but was directly deformed.

What's the use of this thing?

“Oh, I see,” the barber explained patiently. “We will present our customers with the haircutting style they are most familiar with, so that they will not feel nervous about their appearance being distorted.”

He gestured to the area where Morion was sitting.

"This is actually a small, private dream space just for you, where you feel like you're sitting in a soft leather chair getting a haircut."

He then pointed to another customer not far away who was having his face changed.

"And the guest is now in his 'dream', lying on a stone slab, with chainsaws and axes chopping off his head."

Moraine glanced at the barber's direction and saw a person sitting in a recliner, eyes closed, looking very peaceful, their head being kneaded like dough by the barber.

"What a tough folk culture, yet it has a very simple and honest feel to it," Moraine praised sincerely.

“We don’t comment on our customers’ preferences,” the barber replied.

There are too many races and too many aesthetics in this universe, so the barbers at this shop never comment on their customers' aesthetics. No matter what shape a customer wants to be sculpted, they will only say it looks good.

They could even boast about Cthulhu.

"You might get along very well with one of my friends."

As Moraine spoke, she looked at the mirror in front of her.

He raised his head, turned his face, carefully examined his reflection in the mirror, and then smiled with satisfaction.

This was a face that seemed quite familiar to him, a face that looked like it could easily slip into a black hole while walking down the street.

It is believed that it will bring Walter Yang, who is on the Starry Sky Train, an unparalleled sense of warmth and familiarity.

This is Otto Apocalypse's face.

"Hmm... thank you, I'm very satisfied."

“You’re the best barber I’ve ever met,” Moraine said happily. “I rarely walk out of an unfamiliar barbershop with a smile on my face. Maybe today really is my lucky day.”

The hairdresser also seemed very happy.

For a craftsperson, there is no better recognition than a customer's heartfelt compliment.

Moraine reached into her pocket, took out her dream passport, and handed it to the barber.

"Please pay the bill," he said.

“Okay, sir.” The barber took the dream passport and turned to leave.

During this time, Moraine had linked the passport to his mobile phone account, so he could "swipe his card" directly in his dreams and enjoy discounts.

The barber went to swipe his card, and another waiter came forward to bring a complete set of neatly folded clothes and pants.

"Here are the clothes you requested, sir."

"Thank you."

Moraine reached out and took it, then patted it on her body.

The next second, the suit appeared directly on Moraine's body.

In my dream, the way I changed clothes was so simple and unadorned.

Of course, if you want to experience the feeling of "changing clothes", that's also possible; there's a dedicated changing room in the back of this barbershop.

After changing his clothes, Morion moved around.

The clothes fit him perfectly; they were completely custom-made to his measurements.

This is a fitted suit that is white on the outside and black on the inside. The right side is sleeveless, making the whole suit look half white and half black. There is also a long white cape behind it.

Moraine stood up from the chair and looked at herself in the mirror.

No wonder people say Pinocchio is luxurious and extravagant. You can buy custom-made clothes at any random barbershop on the street, and the whole process takes less than two hours.

It's hard to say whether the clothes are conforming to the body or the body is conforming to the clothes.

Thinking it over, Moraine adjusted her expression and gave a gentle, seemingly polite smile.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

The result of this character customization exceeded his expectations.

The things that could be done in a dream were indeed beyond Morion's expectations.