The Only Aura User In Magic World - Chapter 332

Top student Jiang Xia and her family went on a road trip after her college exam.

On the third day of their trip, they encountered a landslide.

When they opened their eyes again, they had transmigrated back to decades ago! The family of three became skinny and sallow as they were trapped in the mountains. Jiang Xia’s father was the third son, who was the least favorite in the family because he couldn’t find food for the Jiang family during the three days that they were stuck in the mountains.

Even Jiang Xia, who was thirteen years old, was about to be sold for food.

For the sake of his daughter, Jiang Chuan, who had been an honest man all his life, desperately took his family into the mountains.

But all of them had starved to death there.

That’s when Jiang Xia’s family from the 21st century transmigrated and took over their bodies! Jiang Xia and her family retained their original names, but their personalities were completely different from their counterparts, who were all cowardly.

They had raised three beautiful daughters, but watched helplessly as their eldest daughter was used in a substitute marriage, went into the mountains, and was not able to return for two years.

To protect their second daughter, all three of them lost their lives.

Jiang Xia’s family who had transmigrated were not so easily bullied.

Having learned martial arts from a young age, Mrs. Jiang had no problem fighting alone against three people if needed to.

Mr. Jiang had a cheat that allowed him to freely keep away the Mercedes Benz that had transmigrated over from the modern times with them.

As for Jiang Xia, who had transmigrated as the second daughter of the Jiang family, she had a spatial pocket and extremely good luck! The Jiang family’s daughters were all amazing!

The eldest daughter was a gentle flower, and the mountain man she married was of extraordinary origin.

The second daughter was a top student, plus she had a spatial pocket, infinite blessings and luck, and she easily navigated through the 1960s.

Also, there was a genius boy who was waiting for her to grow up…The third daughter took after Mrs. Jiang.

She could fight and even kill in critical moments.

She even managed to catch a wealthy man to support her family.

Everyone was shocked.

How did the weak, cowardly Jiang family suddenly change so drastically?!

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“Coming live to you, from Cerou Street, this is MBP News, and we have an unfolding situation to report. Late last night, at approximately 3:00 AM, an explosive-like sound reverberated through this area, disrupting the sleep of residents and instilling fear in their hearts,” the news anchor, a striking figure, delivered the report with poise, standing before the camera amidst a bustling scene.

In the background, the blaring horns of ambulances and police vehicles disturbed the serenity of the beautiful morning light. Two individuals wearing protective suits, presumably forensic experts, held a stretcher carrying a charred body.

The news anchor, who had been reporting earlier, placed a hand on her ear, fitted with an earpiece, and looked visibly surprised. Her voice filled with urgency as she continued, “We have just received an update from our headquarters regarding the sole fatality in this unexpected incident. The victim of this tragic event is none other than Norman, the famous gigolo of Night palace.”

“My colleague, who was set to cover an event today at Nightplace, obtained this information firsthand from Countess Maria, who held a special place for Norman in her heart. Our focus this morning is on this breaking news,” the female news reporter continued amidst the chaotic scene, while Norman's charred body lay alone in the ambulance.

Meanwhile, in a different world, a young boy lay fast asleep with his head on the table. The sun, seemingly displeased with the boy's carefree slumber, cast its rays directly onto his face. Annoyed by the intrusion, the boy shifted his head in another direction, unwilling to be roused from his deep sleep.

*ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear.

“Hello...” he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth.

“Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?” a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab.

The boy, referred to as the “Pissed-up Prat” by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, “Who is this?”

“What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!” the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent.

The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked.

As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state.

The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine.

Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind.

[The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

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