"I am a transmigrator."
When Jia Xiu heard the emperor of the Ukmak Empire say those words in person from across the conference table, he froze for a moment, thinking he had met someone from the same trade.
Could it be that while he had taken the scientific research route here, another transmigrator had taken the political route and built the strongest empire on the continent?
No.
Jia Xiu thought it over carefully. It seemed that this world had always had the concept of transmigrators, though it referred to people who had reached other planes through accidents.
Back when plane-travel magic was still developing chaotically, when all sorts of messy magical experiments were being conducted recklessly, being accidentally dragged into an unfamiliar plane or suddenly sent to another plane was not all that uncommon.
Oh, that should not be called an occurrence. It should be called an accident.
The Tentacle Monsters' final counterattack against the Devil Race had landed here because of an accident, directly creating the Blood Clan. That was an accident too, except it was equipment that had arrived by accident, not living people.
Jia Xiu secretly glanced at everyone else's reactions.
Besides the emperor, only the chairman was present, along with him and Minister Odysseus, who had been called in as the principal researchers.
The other two did not look particularly surprised.
Instead, they seemed to be thinking, "Oh, so that's how it is."
As though they had found a reasonable explanation for the Ukmak Empire's rapid rise.
The emperor continued, "More precisely, I myself am not a transmigrator. Part of me comes from another plane—the plane that should be at the coordinate point you are investigating."
Hearing that, the chairman asked, "Could you explain in detail what you mean by 'part of me'?"
"My consciousness is