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

Her gray hair was changed to white, shoulder-length short hair, and her eyes were changed to blue.

Her clothes have been changed to the long black trench coat she is wearing now.

She looked at herself in the mirror, at the expressionless, male version of herself.

She looked into those cold, empty eyes, devoid of any emotion, memory, or warmth—not a trace of what a human gaze should possess.

“This is…” Xing began, her deep, authoritative voice startling even herself.

"Wow!" she exclaimed in surprise.

Although I had indeed heard a male version of my own voice in the dream bubble, probably because of the tone, I didn't have the same sense of authority back then.

“Look, here’s another version of you. I’ve made some minor adjustments, and I hope you like it,” Morion said with a smile, sitting on the sofa not far away.

"Wow, I never imagined that I, the person of the other gender, could be so handsome?"

"Actually, no matter which version of you you are, you're equally handsome." Zhong Shan stood behind Xing, offering her most sincere praise.

"You were handsome even as you were before."

"Really? Really?" Xing looked at herself in the mirror.

Very few people would praise her original skin as handsome.

So, she carefully recalled her original self.

Suddenly, her eyes widened.

Wait, could it be that...?

At that moment, Xing, who had just gained wisdom, suddenly realized that she had always been a tall, mature woman wearing a bodycon skirt.

She hadn't really noticed it before!

"How's it going? Have you memorized all your lines?" Morion walked over to Xing's side.

"Okay, I'll remember." Xing suppressed the shock on her face and resumed her expressionless demeanor.

Xing already appeared somewhat aloof when she was expressionless and silent. Now, with this new face, she seems even colder.

She lowered her eyes slightly and spoke softly.

"It has nothing to do with survival, nothing to do with ideals..."

“Yes, yes, that’s the tone.” Moraine immediately clapped.

Xing's composure crumbled instantly, her aloof demeanor vanishing in a flash.

She immediately put her hands on her hips with pride and let out a cool "humph".

Chapter 121 Walter's Good Friday

As Morien and Xing stepped out of the barbershop, they saw a flamboyant young man with blue hair running past them.

“Hey, great hero.” He greeted Star, then looked at Morion.

"Hey buddy, you finally got it done," Sambo said, panting.

"You've worked hard." Moraine patted Sambo on the shoulder. "Now you can go and rest."

"Hey buddy, that's not fair of you."

Sambo looked at Morion and made a sound of dissatisfaction.

His eyes were very clear.

I've done so much for you, and you won't even let me watch a show?

Moraine chuckled and gestured to a spot not far away.

"Why don't you go sit over there and rest for a bit? The show is about to begin, and I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

"Alright, then old Sambo will be waiting to see your performance." Sambo nodded in satisfaction.

"Speaking of fireworks?" Moraine asked.

“Her? She’s already in the ‘audience’s seats,’” Sambo replied.

“Look how self-disciplined she is. Why don’t you just be like her?” Morion waved his hand.

“Oh, by the way,” he grinned, “if you want to see something even more interesting, then do me one more small favor.”

He leaned close to Sambo's ear and whispered a few words.

Sambo listened, seemingly lost in thought.

"This is interesting..." He raised an eyebrow and nodded. "You're really getting into this..."

"Alright, Old Sangbo really helped out with this." He patted his chest.

"Then I'll be going now, bye-bye." With that, Sambo slipped away, turned into an alley, and disappeared.

After settling Uncle Cold Legs in, Moraine glanced back at Xing.

"Do you remember the script I gave you? Remember to follow the script."

"Won't anything go wrong?" Xing asked.

"Then it will test your adaptability," Moraine replied with a smile.

Xing nodded and walked away. Morion cleared his throat, opened his mouth for the first time in a long time, and uttered a few syllables.

He hadn't spoken in so long that he had almost forgotten what it felt like to speak with his own mouth.

Not long after.

stomping on...

A series of hurried footsteps sounded.

Walter Young hurried along, jogging to the vicinity of the Dream Shop.

Unlike the small shop huddled in a corner without any storefront in the game, the Dream Shop is a landmark building in the real Pinocchio, with a large store area and enough fame to warrant its mention.

Walter originally thought it wouldn't take long to get here.

But he took the wrong turn.

Two masked fools created a side street at the corner, using illusions to hide the original intersection and fabricating an entire commercial street and its pedestrians.

He found the dream shop in his illusion and saw a fool dressed as a star, but he did not see Otto.

Fortunately, this fool doesn't seem to know much about the stars.

Under her portrayal, this star is brave, composed, handsome, beautiful, elegant, and resourceful.

It was as if Idris had been reborn.

I don't know where they heard this rumor from.

Walter looked at it and thought, "This is strange. Why is it so serious?"

So he probed a little, saying that he had just seen a great trash can on the side of the road.

Then, the star, played by the Fool, showed a slightly puzzled expression after hearing Walter's words.

They even asked him if he was feeling unwell, and he started talking nonsense.

This immediately made Walter make his judgment.

This is definitely not a real star.

Xing couldn't possibly remain indifferent to the trash can.

In particular, it's also a "superb trash can".

She's a heavy user of trash cans; she's the queen of trash.

Walter immediately got into a heated argument with the fool, and they almost came to blows.

Later, this fool called two other fools to help him, and together they entangled him in place.

They somehow acquired several sets of Dream Weaver equipment and kept distorting the dream, trapping Walter in a dead end. No matter which direction he went, he would eventually return to the same spot.

Moreover, the phone had no signal, so messages couldn't be sent.

Walter became even more anxious upon seeing this situation.

It's obvious that they're trying to stall him.

That won't do! That star will definitely be in danger!

The thought of Xing being alone with Otto, and the three Masked Fools bothering him—they all seemed suspicious—made Walter a little nervous.

Walter was so desperate that he even pulled out a black hole to drive the three fools away.

Only now did he finally arrive at the Dream Shop without stopping.

Walter looked around nervously, but couldn't see Xing anywhere.

Could it be... that this place is fake too?

His eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

In less than an hour, he had been fooled by various illusions several times.

Just then, he suddenly heard a slightly familiar voice.

"It's been a long time, my dear old friend. It seems you're having a great time here."

The voice sounded very gentle and elegant, slow and leisurely, with a drawn-out tone and a hint of laughter.

Walter instinctively tightened his grip on his cane.

He slowly turned around and looked at the blond figure beside him.

He stopped with his cane, adjusted his glasses, and spoke in a slightly low voice:

"The vastness of the void is not a funny joke."

Void Treasury, this was another "companion" who had come on the train with him but was kicked off by the train conductor.

The original body is the first divine key of the pre-civilization of Welt's hometown, this golden Rubik's Cube.

Later, after Otto's death, he chose one of the many spare bodies that Otto had prepared for him.