3 C.3 First Transmigration Arc 1: Learning skills

"Zhou XiaYing?"

"It's Zhou XiuYing, host"

"...." YeBai

"...." Suvillan

" Suvillan" YeBai called the system who was right beside YeBai.

" Yes Host? " Suvillan, '' the system replies in an instant as they walk towards the wooden door between the two seasons. As they walked, there was actually an invisible wall that would enable the two to walk freely through the confusing weather.

" Could you tell me what is the state of the world I was assigned to? " YeBai asked the tall man.

" Nothing really unusual, host. I made Zhou XiuYing's body go to his apartment, of course also leaving a note, through an auto pilot spell. This spell could only be done by systems. " He explained to YeBai who only nodded as he eyed the wooden door with anticipation and nervousness. This kind of spell is also a protective type so that when the soul of the transmigrator is away, doing something inside the dimension, one of the system's jobs is to make sure that the body will be unscathed when the host comes back to continue the mission.

' Here we go' YeBai thought nervously as Sullivan ignored his host's worry and anxiousness. Sullivan opens the wooden door. As they enter the wooden door, a galaxy space-cube greets them, with only a capsule for goods and things to store ,that the host would use in the near future, were found at the corner and a small dot like device in the middle of the room was found, and nothing else.

Sullivan shut the door close as he guided his host to the middle of the room where a dot-device was found. He motions his host to sit in a lotus position, which YeBai oblige without question. Without further ado, Sullivan begins to instruct YeBai on what to do.

" Close your eyes, and relax yourself as you slowly breathe in and out, let your mind be clear and just focus on relaxing. " Sullivan begins, YeBai closes his eyes and starts meditating, clearing his mind as he listen's his system's monotone voice. "Think that you are surrounded by darkness as you relax, do not be bothered by the dark, instead focus on the middle of your forehead, think that something will hit you there but do not react. " Sullivan instructed, " Breath in, and breathe out. Do not let the pain distract you and just meditate yourself. Sullivan says as the dot device starts floating silently, forming a position by the middle of YeBai's forehead.

YeBai relaxes himself as he meditates through the whole process that he did not even feel the dot device pierced to his forehead, like a chip device to study one's brain.

"You may open your eyes, host," Sullivan says, yet his monotone voice turns a bit echo-y making YeBai be a bit reluctant to open his eyes. Brown- chocolate eyes meet the vast mirror in front of him, reflecting him with Sullivan right besides YeBai. A tall and wide mirror in an open space was visible, in fact the mirror was wide enough for YeBai not to see where it ends. Inside the room-like-open space was a sky full of clouds and blue scenery, and a water-like floor that every time he moved, ripples would appear. It was like he was sitting on water that was unable to soak him.

He looked at the dark orbs of the tall man through the wide mirror with eyes full of confusion and innocence, his head slightly tilted to the side as he looked at him through the clean mirror. Black orbs meet the host's chocolate one's, slightly narrowing as wrinkles form at Sullivan's eyes, smiling politely at his owner, before he explains.

" This is the space where host will train. The mirror will show you, like a tutorial, how you would train your skills. You would stay inside this room for 290 years at most, there will be technique books that will help you in the process of your training, if you meet the requirements earlier for these techniques you will finish faster. If host needs something you may call my name but you are not allowed to rest"

" How about eating? " YeBai asks Sullivan with expectation on his eyes, making the man look at him as if he's stupid. But since half of his face was covered, YeBai didn't notice it. " The Host is a soul, therefore you will not feel hunger, exhaustion, and sleep besides being inside the client's body." Sullivan closed his eyes as he told his host with a calm deep voice, leaving no more statement to say. After a minute or so of silence, Sullivan opened his eyes. His eyes meets the chocolate one with stubborness, as YeBai's lips straight, not backing down, with a look of *Food is a must* expression.

" What kind of foods does the host prefer? " Sullivan says with a sigh evident in his tone. Admitting defeat.

' What a stubborn host '

YeBai laughs triumphantly as he looks at Sullivan with ' you can't win with me ' before he lists down what kind of food he prefers. " Of course, one, is chinese food, then two japanese food, then indian food, then american food - but not often maybe occasionally except burger and pizza - then italian, desserts is a given actually anything that is dessert or a cake is fine.... blah blah blah" he list down like a grocery list for entire year. " In general, anything dessert that is deliciously sweet, meats and veggies of course, and pasta. Can we also have the foods from every realm we went to?" YeBai asks with twinkling eyes, expecting ' yes ' as an answer.

" Do I have a salary for every month? " Sullivan said, trying to discourage YeBai.

" Hmm??" acting clueless " But didn't you just say that you will do anything for me? and aren't the food you deemed 'useless' , free? so food must be free from the store. It's not like you're going to cook, or you can but it's your choice anyways " YeBai said with a shrug as a smirk of victory blatantly visible on his lips. The two stared at each other, chocolate ones were confident as the dark orbs tried not to back down.

"Tch" Sullivan tch'ed as he looked away.

"hehe" the victor laughs triumphantly.

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As the tall man leaves the training space, he closes the heavy door with ease as he removes his masks-- revealing a very handsome man. Thin pinkish lips with little fangs rested on those soft kissable lips. Like a vampire comfortably showing their fangs, because it makes them 10 times hotter. Sullivan fixes his long black hair into a tight ponytail before he went to a dimensional kitchen that previous hosts used. Sullivan literally controls and owns the space yet not his at the same time. He took mid level ingredients to cultivate it into a high level one, learning all the food around the world on his host's realm with ease, memories like movie flashes through his eyes as the information planted on his brain like a computer.

Now, both the Host and system start to learn and get information like a mad man.