The Magic Mirror

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, has Xixi ever liked me?"

"No."

"Not even a little bit? Not even for a single moment?"

"No."

"That can't be true. If Xixi really didn't like me, why does she always ask me to order takeout for her? Why doesn't she let other men order for her?"

"...Because you're the easiest to fool."

Inside a university dormitory, a decadent young man stared blankly at the mirror in front of him.

The mirror was only the size of two palms, grey all over, with a blurry, indistinct surface.

Yet, with every question the young man asked, words would appear within the glass to answer him.

However, the answers provided by the mirror were clearly not what the young man had hoped for.

So much so that the young man's face turned deathly pale, his heart filled with despair.

"Xixi..."

The young man's expression was one of agony, his emotions fluctuating violently.

He never imagined that the Xixi to whom he had given his sincere devotion was actually deceiving him.

Just then, the young man suddenly clutched his chest.

"Medicine! My medicine!"

He hurriedly looked toward the special medication sitting on the desk.

The young man had suffered from a heart condition since childhood and relied on this special medication every month to stay alive.

However, when he struggled to reach the medicine, he discovered that the bottle was empty.

"I forgot... I spent the money for this month's medicine on that bag Xixi liked..."

The young man slumped over the desk, feeling his consciousness fading away.

Soon, he stopped moving entirely.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

The young man's finger suddenly twitched.

Immediately after, he snapped his eyes open.

"I didn't die?"

Su Yuan gasped for air.

His last memory was of crossing a pedestrian walkway when a truck came speeding toward him.

Then, he felt himself flying through the air.

And after that, he was here.

"Where is this?"

Su Yuan tried his best to calm his mind.

He had been hit by such a large truck.

Even if he hadn't died, he should be in an intensive care unit right now, or at the very least, in a hospital.

But here?

Su Yuan quickly scanned his surroundings.

"Hm?"

Su Yuan felt a roar echo through his mind.

A massive influx of memories flooded in.

Several minutes later, Su Yuan took a deep breath.

So, I've transmigrated.

Su Yuan thought silently to himself.

By absorbing the original owner's memories, he had a rough understanding of his current situation.

This world was extremely similar to the "Earth" he knew before, with nearly identical history and culture.

The city where the original owner lived was called Magic City, the most economically prosperous city in the Xia Kingdom.

The original owner was also named Su Yuan, hailing from a remote city in the Xia Kingdom and raised in an orphanage.

After three years of hard work in high school, he finally got into an ordinary university in Shanghai.

He was currently in the summer break between his sophomore and junior years.

Although he lacked support from his parents, the original owner had been hardworking since childhood, taking on part-time jobs whenever he had the chance, which, combined with student grants, allowed him to scrape by at school.

That was until a chance encounter led the original owner to meet his secret crush, Zhao Xixi.

Initially, the original owner hadn't thought much of it, as he and Zhao Xixi were people from two completely different worlds.

Yet, unexpectedly, the goddess Zhao Xixi took the initiative to chat with him, and the two successfully exchanged contact information.

From then on, the original owner frequently heard Zhao Xixi "venting" to him.

Complaining about being hungry and having no money for food, or seeing a bag she wanted but couldn't bear to buy...

Naturally, the original owner couldn't refuse the goddess's plight, and in just a few months, he emptied the savings he had accumulated from years of part-time work to support her.

He was left without even enough money to buy his specialized medication.

I can't be a simp...

Su Yuan's mouth twitched slightly; he didn't know what to say.

As a bystander, he saw the original owner's actions as those of a simp who had simped himself into having absolutely nothing.

And furthermore...

Su Yuan cast his gaze toward the gray mirror on the table.

The original owner had picked up this mirror a while ago on some antique street.

At the time, the mirror had been tossed casually on the side of the road.

Sticking to the principle of not being wasteful, the original owner had simply picked it up.

He brought the mirror back to his dorm and left it in the corner of his desk to gather dust.

It wasn't until today, when Zhao Xixi deleted his contact information and the original owner was heartbroken, that he noticed the mirror in the corner.

He had picked it up on a whim.

Originally, the owner hadn't taken it seriously, merely using the mirror as an outlet to pour out his feelings for the goddess.

He hadn't expected that after he asked the question, "Why did Xixi delete me?", the mirror, which had seemed like a dead object, would ripple across its surface, followed by text appearing—

"Because you have no money left."

At first, the original owner had been terrified.

But after testing it repeatedly, he discovered that this mirror seemed capable of answering his questions.

So, he poured out all the questions he had bottled up regarding the goddess Xixi.

The result, naturally, was that he couldn't handle the blow; the intense emotional fluctuation triggered his heart condition, and he had no specialized medication on hand.

"A mirror that answers any question?"

Su Yuan examined the gray mirror with a solemn expression.

If it truly could answer any question, then the value of this mirror... was absolutely immeasurable.

"Should I try it?"

Su Yuan considered for a moment and decided to test it himself to see if the mirror could really answer anything.

"What should I ask?"

Su Yuan pondered, his gaze falling on the bottle of specialized medication nearby.

Of course, it was empty inside.

He immediately touched his own chest.

He could faintly feel his heart struggling to beat.

Clearly, Su Yuan had transmigrated here, inheriting the original owner's heart condition along with the body.

"How can I cure my heart condition?"

Su Yuan stared at the surface of the gray mirror and asked in a low voice.

Hum~ The surface of the gray mirror rippled heavily.

Immediately after, lines of text emerged.

[Method 1: Go to Shanghai Zhongshan Hospital, have Lu Fusheng perform the heart surgery for you, and recover in the special ward of Zhongshan Hospital for two months; it will be cured.]

[Method 2: Go to the Beijing Fourth Research Institute, take the gene serum just produced there, and recover for one month; it will be cured.]

[Method 3: Ninety thousand meters beneath the Arctic, there lies a drop of Earth Milk Essence; consuming it will allow for a rebirth, curing...]

Su Yuan stared at the hazy, blurred surface of the mirror as lines of text continuously emerged.

While shocked, he also felt exceptionally speechless.

First was Method One: go to Shanghai Zhongshan Hospital.

What kind of place was Shanghai Zhongshan Hospital? It was one of the best hospitals in the entire Xia Kingdom, if not the world, where appointments were notoriously hard to come by. Expecting Su Yuan to go there to treat his heart condition?

It was completely unrealistic.

Moreover, Lu Fusheng... Su Yuan browsed through the original owner's memories; this man was the vice president of Zhongshan Hospital and had long since stopped performing surgeries himself.

As for Method Two... while Su Yuan couldn't achieve Method One, at least he could understand it.

But Method Two? The Fourth Research Institute? Genetic serum? Su Yuan had never even heard of such things.

Even if they truly existed, they were not things an ordinary person like Su Yuan could hope to glimpse.

The hundreds of methods that followed were even more outrageous than the second.

They were simply beyond Su Yuan's reach.

He reined in his thoughts.

Su Yuan looked back at the gray mirror.

"How can I cure my heart disease?"

"Prerequisite: Something I can easily accomplish."

Su Yuan pondered for a moment before asking again.

It was still the same question about curing his heart disease, but he had added a prerequisite.

Something he could easily accomplish.

Hum~ The mirror's surface blurred and grew hazy, and soon, lines of text emerged once more.

[Perform the following movements... Practice these movements for half an hour every day, and you will be cured in three months.]

"It really works?"

Su Yuan felt a jolt in his heart and immediately looked at the movements provided by the gray mirror.

The movements were slightly complex and required engaging his entire body, but they were not difficult for Su Yuan.

Soon.

Half an hour passed.

Su Yuan had strictly followed the gray mirror's requirements and finished the set of movements.

Since it was summer break, the entire dormitory building was empty, so even though he had made quite a bit of noise, it hadn't attracted any attention.

Su Yuan had specifically applied to stay on campus to make it easier to work part-time jobs.

"Haa!"

Su Yuan panted slightly, his skin glistening with sweat.

Yet, he could vaguely feel that his heart had become a little lighter, its rhythm even beating with more ease.

"It works!"

Su Yuan was ecstatic.

Ever since he learned he had inherited the original owner's heart disease, Su Yuan had been worried about when it might flare up again.

But now?

According to the method provided by the gray mirror, he only needed to practice this set of movements for half an hour every day for the next three months to be completely cured!

"It seems this mirror really can answer any question."

Su Yuan steadied himself.

At the very least, he had never heard of the set of movements the gray mirror provided in the original owner's memories.

A mere set of movements could cure a heart disease?

If word got out, it would be enough to trigger a global shock throughout the medical industry.

"It can answer any question..."

Su Yuan fell silent for a moment, a strange look appearing in his eyes.

Immediately after, Su Yuan asked his next question.

"How can I achieve immortality?"