A Newbie Cement Heart's First Day in Another World

A Newbie Cement Heart's First Day in Another World

In the grand villa where the True Otherworld operations team was based, violent coughing echoed from a private hospital room. Doctors in white coats hurried back and forth, activating all kinds of advanced equipment, but they still couldn't save the life that was fading away.

Sister Cement, lying in the hospital bed, had reached the end.

Her body had wasted away until she was little more than skin and bones. The villa staff weren't abusing her; this was simply the inevitable result of her body failing. The separation of soul and body was an incurable condition beyond the reach of medicine at this stage.

She knew that, too.

So she had kept urging her family not to waste more resources on someone who was bound to die. But the knowledge she'd brought back from the Otherworld over the past twenty days had been so astonishing that her superiors simply couldn't give up on her. Her family had sent their best medical resources, and more than forty leading medical specialists were doing everything they could to prolong her life.

All those efforts had bought her seven more days.

Sister Cement should have died seven days ago, but they had kept her hanging on until now.

It sounded agonizing, but she had lost all feeling in her body half a month ago, so she couldn't feel any pain. On the contrary, even now, at the end, her mind remained remarkably clear.

"Cough, cough. I'm going to die."

The thought arose in her mind amid the busy ward.

But she wasn't afraid. Perhaps it was because, before dying, she had already witnessed the vibrant world beyond death, where all things flourished.

And compared to her current predicament, trapped in her body and unable to