Zosia: Quick Transmigration System

It didn't take long for all of them to disperse leaving Xen and Zosia behind.

"Thank you." Zosia stood up and said.

"Aish... You have thanked me many times today." He said and looked around, "You must be feeling uncomfortable about the bill, right?"

"What's there to feel uncomfortable. It's a price for hanging out with friends." Zosia commented as she clicked on the button in the room.

Xen chuckled softly, "Well, let's split the bill. After all, I was the one who called you out."

"No need."

"Your no need sounds like you aren't planning to come out again." Xen suddenly remembered something and said, "What's up with the Blue being?"

"Her name is Sara." Zosia said.

"Her? Are you sure?" Xen asked in a skeptical tone.

"Well, Sara is a lady's name from where I come from." Zosia shrugged, unwilling to think much about it.

"Zosia, that may just be her moniker." Standing up, he patted Zosia on the shoulders and continued, "Always remember this rule, to strangers, only tell them a moniker."

"Is, Omega a moniker?" She asked.

"No, he had no name, only numbers. So that was what he registered in the soul centre as his name."

"Sara might be a moniker and why did you even tell her to come in the first place?"

"Just—" Zosia's answer was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Zosia exchanged looks with Xen and went to open the door.

"Your total bill is 500 thousand."

"Okay."

Zosia remembered she had called for someone to come so she could settle the bills and leave.

After paying, she and Xen left the building.

"You were saying something." Xen broke the silence.

"Yeah. She chatted me up when I was about coming to meet you and said she needed company after the Memory wipe. So i decided for all of us to hang out together, as I couldn't bring out any other time from my schedule after today." She said, her eyes holding no emotions.

After paying the bill, she no longer felt uncomfortable and decided to forget the incident.

Once she entered her space, just like Xen said. She wasn't planning on coming out.

"Did she forget or did she not know?" Xen muttered.

"I don't know."

Zosia turned to look at Xen.

"I will be going. Take care."

"Mmm, take care." He responded.

"Good luck in your next mission and don't die." Xen called out.

Zosia nodded her head, "You too." As she waved her hand and disappeared, returning back into her system space.

She laid tiredly on the chair. Closing her eyes, her mind replayed today's event, from when she came back to now.

"What was Lucien and Asgar looking for? What is Sara's aim?" She muttered the questions to herself.

She couldn't find an answer for them, no matter how she racked her brain.

Her mind drifted to her last mission, the emotions she usually feels whenever she thinks about them have disappeared. Now, it looked like a movie she watched.

"Since I am back, let me just use the Knowledge card. I still have to plant and harvest as well as arranging the things I have."

Opening her panel, a message popped up. Zosia looked at the sender, it was from Sara.

"What does she want now?" She muttered under her breath as she clicked on the message.

Looking at the long epistle sent to her, she summarized it, into one word, "Sorry.", three words, " I am sorry."

Zosia replied to the message with only one word, "Ok" and left the chat screen. Clicking on the settings, the slot appeared.

Remembering her reward, she clicked on her inventory. One of the boxes had a glowing gift box.

Clicking on the gift box. The gift box exploded into series of lights, before displaying her reward.

|• Customized Bullet-proof weather control fighting suit.

|• Rare level customized gun.

|• 700, 000 points

|• Food storage

She clicked on the suit. The suit appeared before her.

She immediately fell in love with it, the black sleek suit was her favorite, it also had space pockets for storing grenades, smoke bombs, guns, bullets etc.

Gently and lovingly placing the suit on the chair, she clicked on the gun.

The sleek silver gun came into view. She opened the cartridge but there was no bullet.

"Did they give me a gun without a magazine or bullet?" She said in disbelief.

She clicked on the description of the suit which on its own was self explanatory.

Then on the gun. It was then she realized that the bullets were her soul power which would be compressed in the shape of a bullet.

"A good training." She muttered, her eyes gleaming in delight.

If she could learn how to control her soul power, it could impose itself on the material world, and doubling her control, making it finesse and more elegant, as well as increasing her attack power.

She clicked on the food storage.

A box used for storing food came into view. She used her space power to feel it and noticed it has a small storage and it could only store food, but they must be specified.

One could reduce it in size if there was nothing inside, but can't reduce it in size if there was something inside.

Feeling satisfied, she put the suit and gun in her inventory and sent the food storage into her space. She planned to use it to arrange the foodstuffs she had.

She couldn't sell them in the last world, so the food stuff had rather become plentiful rather than actually reducing.

Bringing out a pen and paper, she jotted down what she planned to do before going for the next main mission.

Clicking on the settings again, the slot appeared.

"I hope this could help me and not make me go to the library.

I don't plan on going out anytime soon." She muttered and put the card into the slot.

Entering her space which had completely changed, she headed straight for the warehouse that she hadn't visited.

The change surprised her.

She could feel a huge space blockade. It wrapped around the warehouse and upon touching it, she received a feedback of it being a warehouse.

Putting a space blockade or expanding the space of something doesn't take the recognition of that thing which had been expanded or enclosed.

It's just like when someone gives someone something. If the person recognizes it as a gift, it becomes a gift and if the person recognizes it as nothing or an insult, it becomes that.

It technically means that the space has recognized it as a warehouse.

"Is my world getting sentience?" She asked, but since she had no answer to the question, she dropped it.

She easily passed through. The inside of the warehouse came into view.

It was much bigger than before and everything apart from the food had been arranged into several small pockets like boxes.

Opening each of them, she noticed they had been arranged in categories.

Leaving the warehouse, she walked towards her room in the house.

She took a description tape, a paper and a pen.

Going back to the warehouse, she used the tape to put on the description of what each pocket box had.

The pocket box looked more like drawers in a huge table or cupboard, so placing the description tapes was nice and something she could use to tell what each drawer contained.

Once she was done, she looked at the foodstuffs that had been sent to one corner of the warehouse.

Her eyes landed on the food storage box, "If I had more of this, it would be easier for me." She muttered.

She first seperated the herbs and put them in empty drawers according to their species.

The spices had a section, the herbs for GIT had another section. Since she didn't know much about herbs, she only write down their names.

The book, she used it in jotting down things.

After she was done with that, it was time for her to go and harvest the plants that had riped.

By the times she was done with everything she was meant to do. She was sweating buckets and her waist creaked as she walked, like an old rusted machine.

Zosia suddenly wished that the cultivation she had in those material world could be brought back. A pity it was just a delusion.

Looking at her handi-work one last times, she smiled. Her smile coupled with her face and her eyes, where enough to enchant people.

Turning to look at the empty field, she promised herself to do the planting after she had rested.

Entering back into her room, her gaze landed on the vial of virus and the research papers. It was something she had taken from Lysel's father.

Opening the completed research paper, she decided to take a look at it and let Chip scan them.

After reading for a while, despite her high intelligence, she couldn't understand anything.

"I need to study medicine. It would be of help in the long run." She thought.

"Chip scan it as well as the vial." She commanded.

She took her bath and slept of. When she woke up, she continued with the planting. Due to the difference in time, a few minutes had only passed outside.

From planting, she started training as promised. Starting from her basics, she couldn't be so lax with her training in the soul world.

Since she hadn't deciphered the Venquidra Ithralm Echthirra, she could only train in other techniques.

The more she trained, the more she saw the need for more brutal training as her soul adapted fast to the ones she was doing.

At a point, she stopped it and started training only the techniques.

Ding!