Mebius sat on the cute pink bed, her pupils gradually clearing.
"I... succeeded? Is this the 'world' Aponia mentioned?"
She lifted her hands, staring blankly at her palms.
This wasn't like the sensation of data streams; it felt like the real biological signs of life.
Given her deep understanding of *life*, Mebius immediately realized, "...a real body?"
She was both surprised and delighted, skipping the process of finding a substitute body altogether.
"But..." Mebius flexed her fingers slightly.
Her powers had completely vanished, and she couldn't feel any trace of Honkai energy. Now, she was entirely a frail, petite girl, delicate and easy to push over.
But that didn't matter.
This body suited her perfectly.
*Science*'s greatest strength lies in its reproducibility, and she had already reached unimaginable heights in the field of life. Even now, Mebius believed she could achieve the same again.
The key question was... where is this place? Did my consciousness come here directly? No wonder it requires meditation...
The warm and solid voice from outside called again:
"Little lazy snake, the sun's going to burn your tail! Time to get up."
"..."
Who is this guy?
Is this Aponia's "Little Feng"?
Mebius got out of bed, her long green hair falling gracefully, her pale, bare feet stepping onto the cool floor.
Her light skirt hung down, barely covering her flawless feet. With each movement, her jade-like toes would briefly peek out, maintaining a teasing, half-visible allure.
She opened the door, and a refreshing, sky-blue smile greeted her.
"Little lazy snake, you're up. Today we're going to Homu Amusement Park. Exciting, right?"
"Who are you?"
"Did you wake up confused, my little snake?" Ye Feng reached out and pinched Mebius's cheek. Her skin was soft and smooth, almost addictive to touch.
"..."
"Alright, go freshen up. I made your favorite strawberry cake."
"..."
Mebius watched the man in front of her, her serpent-like eyes deep and mysterious, as if she were trying to see through him.
The man was taller than her, with a gentle yet strong face, radiating a homely warmth, much like a househusband.
Mebius didn't panic or ask too many questions. She simply observed the world around her.
Is this a parallel version of me? Or something else?
'This feels like a "dimension jump." If Dan Zhu were in this situation, she'd adapt easily, wouldn't she? She loves subcultures, and many fantasy stories explore this concept.'
Mebius sat at the table, where a strawberry cream cake was set.
The heart-shaped cake was topped with fresh strawberries and small, glistening beads like pearls. A bit of white cream and some bright red cherries decorated the top.
"...A heart?"
Would a father really make this kind of cake for his daughter?
Disgusting.
Mebius stared at the strawberry cream cake, motionless.
"Mebius? What's wrong?"
Ye Feng came over, laughing. "Do you want me to feed you? No way, you're too old for that."
Did the previous owner of this body often get fed?
If this was a parallel version of me, did I naturally enjoy such warmth growing up?
Mebius felt a slight irritation at the thought... and perhaps even jealousy.
No matter how much her lonely and miserable childhood was buried and forgotten, it remained a shadow she could never shake.
"Ah~"
Mebius opened her soft, pink lips toward Ye Feng.
Looking down, Ye Feng could see clearly inside her mouth.
Her tongue was more slender than most, seeming quite agile. The inner lining of her mouth was soft and pink, moist and tender.
Then came the view of her throat, a tight, delicate passage that subtly contracted and relaxed with each breath.
"Can't say no to you."
Ye Feng scooped a bite of cake and fed it to Mebius.
Her lips closed tightly around the spoon, and Ye Feng could even feel a slight vibration—was her tongue stirring?
Once the spoon was still, he slowly pulled it out.
The part of the spoon that had been in Mebius's mouth came out coated with a clear liquid, shimmering in the sunlight.
"Ah~"
Mebius emotionlessly opened her mouth again.
Ye Feng continued feeding her.
Breakfast took 20 minutes, far longer than any of Mebius's usual meals. She wasn't someone who prioritized efficiency, but she also wouldn't waste time on something as meaningless as eating.
When she was busy, she'd often consume only nutrient packs, and she was usually very busy.
"Alright, go change your clothes. We're heading out."
"To where?"
"Homu Amusement Park, of course. Though, if you prefer the seaside theme park, that works too. But you can only choose one."
...Boring.
That was what Mebius thought inside.
Still, she followed Ye Feng's instructions and returned to her room.
It wasn't that she wanted to go—she was just temporarily following the "life path" she found herself on. She guessed that she had somehow swapped bodies with the "me" in this parallel world.
But when she saw the outfit Ye Feng had prepared for her, her expression instantly darkened.
A pink dress?
"??"
"??"
Both of them shared confused looks.
"You aren't going to be lazy and not change, right? You can't go out in the clothes you're wearing."
Mebius blinked. What's wrong with what I'm wearing?
It's healthy, elegant, dignified—exactly the style she liked.
But judging by his expression, it seemed that this outfit wasn't suitable for going out in?
Was it a cultural thing?
"Change it," Mebius said coldly.
"Alright, how about this?" Ye Feng pulled out a school swimsuit.
"..."
"No? Okay, how about this one?" He produced a "Mebius Summer Swimsuit" outfit.
"..."
Mebius's mouth twitched slightly.
What kind of culture did this world have?
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