Chapter 2: Starting From the Girl

Bloodline energy suppression in progress…

Suppression in progress…

Bloodline energy suppression in progress…

Demon King mid-tier…

Demon King lower-tier…

Calamity…

Disaster…

Holy energy suppression in progress…

Stage 5 peak…

Stage 5 peak…

Stage 5 peak…

Acquired: “Berserk-type Energy Immunity” — Demon King mid-tier strength.

Acquired: “Light Energy Immunity” — all levels.

Acquired: “Holy Energy Immunity” — all levels.

Innate ability “Devour” — not yet unlocked.

Innate ability…

……

During the time Yiluo was unconscious, a somewhat mechanical girl’s voice kept repeating inside her mind.

What kind of monk-chant curse IS this?

So annoying!

Under such torment, her consciousness slowly returned.

“Y-woo… mmh…”

Yiluo held her forehead.

The dizziness still present made her instinctively let out a soft moan.

Her voice was like the chime of silver bells, carrying the hazy sweetness of someone just waking up, with a trace of temptation and charm…

This… what voice is this…

That seductive sound in her ears accelerated her awakening.

“Mmm… eh?”

A soft murmur followed by a confused breath.

Wait—why does it feel like this voice came from my mouth?

That thought was like buying an overpriced ¥899 figurine—
Makes no sense, costs too much, yet somehow you still happily pay the deposit.
Irrational, but strangely real.

Alarmed and confused, Yiluo quickly sat up and opened her eyes.

The faint red tint was gone.

What greeted her was darkness, and the familiar yet unfamiliar endless sea of bones.

Wasn’t… that a dream?

As an agent, her eyesight was usually excellent, but now—
Even in total darkness, she could see distant details clearly.

This was something she had never been capable of before.

It startled her.

And in her view, aside from the bone sea—
She saw a pair of delicate jade-like hands, fair and smooth like carved cream, a pair of long, white, slender legs, and above them—

No clothing blocked her sight.

Past the mysterious garden was a smooth, soft abdomen.
And then… and then…

Even, full, perky, soft flesh, just the right size to fill a hand—half hidden beneath pale golden hair—
Topped with a perfect hint of rosy pink, inviting enough to make someone want to gently bite.

Even with her training, Yiluo felt her cheeks heat at such flawless beauty.
She subconsciously shifted her body slightly—

With that tiny movement, the beautiful curves before her also shifted.

Especially that pair of B–C sized soft white mounds—they bounced lightly, revealing more of their shape.

Yiluo’s throat went a little dry.

She quickly raised her jade-like hands to cover her eyes, shutting them tightly while her mind raced.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

I’m Yiluo.

I was on a plane…

Wait.

The plane… exploded…

A chain of shocks made her thinking sluggish, but she still managed to piece things together.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, placed her hands on her knees, and opened her eyes.

“…My butt feels weird…”

“No!”

“Didn’t I die in the explosion!?”

She clearly remembered the flames sweeping through the plane.

She had opened her eyes at the last moment.

There was absolutely no way she escaped.

No one could escape an explosion at that altitude.

So what in the world is THIS situation!?

And that sweet girl’s voice in her ear kept reminding her—
She was now in a girl’s body.

“Hm… let me pinch my thigh and check…”

“Ah—! Mmhn!”

The pain shot up her leg, making her cry out involuntarily, tears nearly forming at the corners of her eyes.

Yiluo shook her head, wide-eyed, a hand covering her mouth.

She still couldn’t believe it—
But it confirmed her body was indeed… different.

Even when hurt, she would NEVER make sounds like that unless acting.

These reactions felt like body memory, not her own.

Yiluo rubbed her temples, facing the most troublesome situation she had ever encountered.

Could the organization have performed some special experiment?

Maybe she didn’t fully die and ended up revived as a stronger… girl?

“No no no!
If that were true, why would there be body memory!?”

Her mind throbbed.

She shouted to deny her own theory.

Looking around—the bones, shattered armor, torn robes—everything felt too real.

Then she looked at the beautiful sword beside her.

It no longer glowed, but the deep familiarity when she touched it was unmistakable.

Hmm…

She definitely died.
So… what now?

Did she transmigrate… like in those novels?

But… but…

Yiluo glanced at her completely exposed body and turned away deliberately.

Why transmigrate into a girl!?

And into such a terrifying place?

A normal person would have died from fright long ago!

Finally, Yiluo admitted reality.

I, Yiluo, 30 years old…

Probably transmigrated.

Definitely turned into a girl.

What do I do next?

Urgent.

Waiting online for help!