The world was a wondrous place, and incredibly coincidental things were always happening...
As the saying went, one could wear out a pair of iron shoes searching in vain, only to find what one wanted without any effort at all!
Was this all the work of fate, or was there some mysterious hand driving everything from behind the scenes?
Moss did not know. She was not qualified to know yet, but she was keenly aware of one thing.
Whether it was chance or inevitability, if she failed to seize it firmly, she would end up with nothing!
Did she still remember the three methods of returning to Blue Star mentioned in the laws?
Back then, Moss had chosen the third method.
That was, to integrate into this world and influence it!
Yes!
Integrate into this world!
In other words, she needed a reasonable identity.
From the moment Moss decided to become an adventurer, she had begun constructing her identity and filling in its core. She had never stopped for even a moment.
From an orphan to a beastfolk orphan, then to a beastfolk orphan adopted by humans, and afterward to a genius beastfolk orphan adopted by humans...
Finally, she became a beastfolk genius orphan with an unspeakable past who had been adopted by humans.
Yet that was still far from enough—far from perfect!
The identity Moss had constructed had always possessed one fatal flaw!
She had left no trace of her past existence in this world.
Even though she had used the difficult-to-verify excuse that her adoptive father had died and the village had been completely destroyed by monsters along with him.
That flaw still existed.
Under normal circumstances, that explanation would have been sufficient.
After all, in this era of poor information, not everyone could know every detail of