I'm caught in the cycle of endless competition, you're waiting for me in the apocalypse.

My head is throbbing... My whole body aches...

This was An Xin's first feeling since waking up.

—Could it be that I'm doing something wrong with how I time-traveled? Why do I always wake up with a splitting headache and my body aches all over?

"Xiao Jiu... Xiao Jiu? Where are you?" An Xin opened her mouth with difficulty, only to find her throat dry and her voice rough and hoarse, like a broken bellows.

"Yes...Xinxin, I'm in your sea of ​​consciousness..." Di Ting's voice was gentle and soothing, the pleasant young voice echoing within An Xin's sea of ​​consciousness, slowly calming her anxious heart. "Xinxin, don't worry, I'm checking the condition of this body..."

"Huh? A body? I have a body now?" An Xin closed her eyes, rotated her wrists, and braced her feet, trying to control this new body.

"Yeah, it's a new body. It's been dead for half an hour, and it's still warm. It came in while it was still hot..." Di Ting teased.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" An Xin was shocked! A scream echoed in her mind! A furious, impotent rage!

"Shut up! You're lucky to have even a warm body!" Di Ting floated in An Xin's sea of ​​consciousness, casually switching to a doggy-paddle swimming style, and continued, "Our purpose in transmigrating here is to collect spiritual power, good fortune, merit, and the power of faith, not to possess other bodies. Of course, we can only find a body that's already dead. Finding one that's been dead for ten days or half a month, oozing pus, is already a blessing from the scroll of good fortune. You woke up in this big bed instead of in the morgue, think about it, shouldn't you be thanking your lucky stars?"

"This..." An Xin was speechless!

"Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. Everything happens for a reason!" An Xin frantically told herself.

"Hmm, not bad, Xinxin, you're emotionally stable and have an excellent mindset! What did the novel say again?... Yes! You're the best host I've ever mentored~"

"Thanks to Lord Diting's kindness, from today onwards I am no longer that newbie, I am An Kakashi Xin." — How cringeworthy, kid!

Di Ting rolled his eyes. "Get ready, I'm going out. We're going to start our collection mission together."

"Yes, I will obey your call at any time!" In just a few words, An Xin had adapted to this body, opened her eyes, and sat up.

The next moment, Di Ting emerged from An Xin's head and floated to the ground.

—Hmm! It really does look like a ghost…

Diting sat down on the floor, closed its eyes, pricked up its little pointed ears, and listened quietly.

Taking this opportunity, An Xin leaned back on the pillow, looked around, and observed the situation where she was.

The warm yellow curtains were slightly lifted by the occasional breeze, secretly letting in a cluster of pale blue.

The simple white furniture, paired with the apricot-colored walls, creates a clean and warm atmosphere.

An Xin moved to the bedside, tiptoed out of bed, and moved with light steps, afraid that any loud noise would disturb Di Ting's investigation.

I cautiously made my way into the walk-in closet, where I saw two rows of neatly hung dresses and a wall of colorful bags and shoes. Just by looking at them, I could tell that these clothes were of excellent quality and not ordinary items.

An Xin strolled to a full-length mirror, eager to see the body she would be using for a long time in this world.

A refined and beautiful woman came into view, probably not very old. Her features were well-proportioned, and her eyebrows and eyes bore a 5% resemblance to An Xin's original appearance. Thick, dark hair cascaded down her back, and the slight curls gave her a gentle and affectionate air.

Although her figure was slender and tall, the well-proportioned curves added a touch of allure to the woman. Not gaunt but shapely. Straight legs, smooth, fair skin. Just looking at her, An Xin could already imagine how stunning this body would be in those beautiful clothes.

The only flaw is that an 8cm wound on the upper left corner of An Xin's forehead ruins her innocent and pure image. There's also a large bruise around the wound, which is probably the main reason why An Xin had a splitting headache when she transmigrated. It still aches faintly now, so you can imagine how terrible the injury must have been.

While An Xin was carefully studying this body, Di Ting had also finished receiving the basic information about this world and the original body.

"Xinxin, that's about it. Combining the information from the Fortune Scroll, I've roughly sorted it out." Di Ting spoke leisurely, supporting its body on all fours. It stretched its front paws forward, lowered its head and neck as much as possible to the carpet, stretching its entire body out, before returning to a sitting position and letting out a long sigh.

An Xin walked back to the bed, sat down, crossed her legs, and hugged the pillows, looking relaxed and happy, as if she were listening attentively.

"Ahem! This world is a supernatural world, and a world where spiritual energy is reviving. The good news is that our spiritual energy collection mission this time should go relatively smoothly."

"And what's the bad news?" An Xin interjected at the opportune moment.

"The bad news is that the energy and gravity of this world underwent tremendous changes at the beginning of its spiritual revival. As a result, it merged with another strange ghost world! But incredibly, these two worlds, due to their respective Heavenly Dao rules, have harmoniously developed a symbiotic relationship, while remaining independent of each other. It's like a television set with multiple channels at the same time."

"So that means we can't see or touch ghosts?"

"No, although the two worlds are relatively independent, they have now merged into one world. Ghosts also like the nourishment of spiritual energy, so they will come to this world through certain methods or channels. Just like the black and white fish of Yin and Yang, they are independent of each other but also intertwined, each containing the other."

"Are you talking about quantum mechanics? Quantum entanglement theory?"—No matter what it is, if you can't explain it, just use quantum theory. An Xin is really getting more and more into making sarcastic remarks (covers face and chuckles).

"Stop talking nonsense, you brat!" Di Ting sighed helplessly. "Listen carefully!"

"Oh~ Yes, yes, yes~" Perhaps because she was entering a young body, An Xin was becoming more and more fond of acting cute, and if this continued, she would start making a pinching sound.

"Ghosts are generally invisible to ordinary people, and they don't bother the living without a reason. Those that can usually appear in front of people are either those with deep karmic connections or those with extremely heavy resentment."

"Your body is that of the fake heiress of the An family. All I know is that someone maliciously swapped the newborn babies. Wasn't it because of insufficient spiritual power? I can only get the gist of it; I don't know the details or the long time that happened. The An family's biological daughter was only recognized a year ago, and she developed a strong jealousy towards you because of her inferiority complex."

"Wow, wow, this is totally a classic 'True or False Heiress' novel! Great, great, I've actually read similar quick transmigration novels, even the world settings are similar! Let me think about it carefully, can I borrow some ideas?" An Xin excitedly hugged her pillow and rolled around on the big bed. Suddenly, she felt like she was actually transmigrating into a book and doing missions! And with the vast amount of novel content in An Xin's brain as a reference, even if she didn't achieve an S-level victory, she should at least be able to pass through smoothly without any pressure!

An Xin thought about it more and more and it seemed more and more reliable. She rummaged around and giggled to herself.

Di Ting stood by the bedside, looking at An Xin with a completely lifeless expression, and covered her face with her paws...

"Do you think you're some kind of quick-transmigration mission taker? Please, our real business is collection! Collection, not slapping faces and crushing scum!"

“Tell me, isn’t that huge wound on my forehead because of the real heiress? The original owner’s death was also related to her, wasn’t it? Shouldn’t we avenge the original owner and find out the truth behind the switch between the real and fake heiresses?” An Xin looked at Di Ting with disapproval.

The more I listened, the more speechless I became, and I felt like a lot of black lines appeared on my forehead!

—Take a deep breath, take a deep breath! My own silly girl, my own!

"Miss An Xin! The original owner's death, the connections between all living beings in this world, and the things in between are all intricately linked, arising from causes and conditions. The karmic retribution within is not something ordinary people can comprehend!" Di Ting said solemnly. "We are outsiders, using this body to complete the collection mission, and ultimately we must return to our own world. We cannot act arbitrarily and change the operation of this world. Although we need to collect spiritual energy, it is only within the limits allowed by the rules, and only a small amount! Didn't you say before that you wanted to keep a low profile and develop stealthily? You've only passed one level, and you're already getting cocky, aren't you!"

"The original body has already reincarnated, leaving no lingering attachments or remnants in its soul. What are you doing jumping around here?" The subtext: Mind your own business!

"Well, another day of being lectured by Lord Di Ting~"

"Anxin, you little rascal! Tutoring you with your homework really makes you shed a lot of hair!"

"What if, during the operation, you need to interact with the original owner's social circle?"