Supervisory Department, a certain branch base.
Ming Yuerong's office.
She had just emerged from seclusion, and she looked much older.
After recovering for a while, she was once again a graceful and beautiful Goddess.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she nodded in satisfaction.
In that world, distances were both near and far, mirror flowers and water moons, and hair turned white in an instant.
Cultivation there was extraordinarily fast.
But if one failed to grasp the opportunity, one could also die of old age in an instant.
Ming Yuerong suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness. A side effect of her seclusion.
Thinking so, she returned to the inner lounge to take a short nap.
Before falling asleep, she vaguely saw a Black Long Straight woman holding a pair of scissors as she walked toward her.
A hallucination? With that thought, she fell into a deep sleep.
"Woof woof?"
"Meow meow?"
When Ming Yuerong woke up, she discovered that she had turned into an animal. A dog, or a cat?
It took her some effort to tell. She was a stray cat, a mottled one at that, gray and white, with no discernible breed.
Who was it?
Had she transmigrated? Or had someone dragged her into an illusion? She had heard that Wenren Sheng excelled at teaching through dreamscapes. His favorite thing was making people remember hardship and cherish sweetness.
He would throw people into a Feudal Society steeped in misery, then give them a thorough cleansing from body to soul.
It was said to work extremely well. No one who went in once failed to cherish their present life afterward.
But he would not make a move against her.
After all, they belonged to two different departments.
The next moment, she understood who it was.
A Black Long