Chapter 6: I Am Who I Am

Lian Fei stepped out of the virtual machine, a distinct soreness spreading across her body, giving her the vivid illusion that she had just endured a fierce battle.

"How stingy. I only asked if it was really that powerful," she muttered, rubbing her arm.

It seemed she wouldn’t be able to log into DOL for a while; otherwise, she’d surely be dragged off for a beating.

Sigh. She hadn’t yet had her fill of this wondrous virtual world.

Lian Fei sighed deeply.

Beep beep—

Her neural interface flickered, signaling a new message.

"Hmm? Class? Wait, what? Half an hour ago?!"

Seeing the notification about the class time, Lian Fei was so startled she nearly lost her soul.

Being late for her very first class—that was just too audacious!

She quickly grabbed her jacket and dashed outside.

Honestly, if there was going to be a class, they should have told her last night, not at the last minute.

Starfarers really were unreliable.

By the time she arrived, the class was already nearing its end.

The room resembled a university lecture hall from her previous life, with tiered seating in the center, scattered with contestants participating in the Eden project.

As Lian Fei pushed open the door, all eyes turned toward her.

On the podium stood a woman with narrow-rimmed glasses, her hair tied in a bun, her features delicate.

She looked at Lian Fei, furrowing her brow, pushing up her glasses in displeasure, and sneered, "Why didn’t you wait until tomorrow to show up?"

Lian Fei scratched her cheek awkwardly and forced a smile. "I didn’t see the message."

"The notice about today’s class was sent out last night," the teacher said, clearly unconvinced and slightly angry. "Everyone else knew. How come you didn’t?"

Lian Fei frowned and glanced around the room; as expected, everyone wore expressions of amusement, as if enjoying the spectacle.

Tsk, so it was these people behind it all.

"Enough. Not even knowing the class schedule—maybe you should reflect on yourself," the teacher said, turning off the projector, tidying her things, and heading for the door.

As she brushed past Lian Fei, she paused and whispered, "You don’t really think you’re so strong that you can win the Eden game all on your own, do you?"

Lian Fei was taken aback, casting a sharp look at the woman, taking in the mockery etched on her face.

Before she could reply, the woman had already left.

Lian Fei stared wide-eyed, confusion clouding her expression as she watched her retreating figure.

Come on, it’s those people who are inexplicably isolating her!

She hadn’t done anything, yet was inexplicably branded a loser and shunned.

So frustrating.

What did she mean by thinking she was so great?!

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Lian Fei rolled her eyes furiously in the direction the teacher had left.

The others were clustered in small groups, walking together.

She noticed several of them casting scornful looks her way from time to time.

As for Xu Ang, whose arm she had broken, after treatment, there was no visible sign of injury.

Now, Xu Ang looked at her with nothing but hatred in his eyes.

Completely baffling.

The villain always complains first.

Lian Fei shrugged.

"Murong," she called out.

When Murong turned back, Lian Fei gave a very friendly smile. "Could you please send me a copy of the class schedule?"

From the greeting last night, Murong seemed to be the leader of this bunch.

Murong hesitated, then smiled faintly but with a cold distance. "Sorry, I don’t have the schedule."

A lie!

Clearly just brushing her off.

Lian Fei didn’t press further. She looked at the others, and those who noticed her either quickly averted their gaze or claimed they didn’t have the schedule either.

Her expression darkened as she watched them leave.

She couldn’t understand why.

"The schedule? You can ask Xia Lin," a cool voice came from behind.

Lian Fei turned to see Lilith.

"Xia Lin is our steward. If you have any questions, you can find him," Lilith said, arms crossed, expression unreadable as she looked at Lian Fei.

Lian Fei snorted. "You just say that. Aren’t you afraid they’ll isolate you too?"

Lilith shrugged. "I’m not one of them."

Lian Fei raised an eyebrow, silently inviting an explanation.

Lilith smiled slightly. "Your personal information only includes your name, gender, family members, and home address. Your psychic power level and other data are missing."

Psychic power?

Lian Fei suddenly understood.

This world really had such a thing. Her parents had suggested she get tested, but she had never gotten around to it—

Testing psychic power cost a fortune.

She thought she’d save up some money and go later.

"So, they think I’m a burden," Lian Fei found it amusing.

In the space age, and they were still playing playground exclusion games?

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Lilith raised an eyebrow. "Maybe you don’t have psychic power, or maybe your personal information is classified at a very high level."

Lian Fei was about to say she’d never been tested, so it made sense no data showed up.

But hearing Lilith’s words, she swallowed her retort.

Alright, the classified information excuse did sound more impressive.

"Do you believe I’m the latter?" Lian Fei asked.

After all, Lilith was the only one willing to talk to her.

Those others clearly didn’t believe that guess.

Lilith smiled gently. "The Zaroket family taught me never to underestimate anyone."

But also never to trust anyone blindly.

Lian Fei thought this to herself.

Otherwise, Lilith wouldn’t be speaking with her behind their backs.

In short, Lilith was hedging her bets.

"You can add me as a friend. If you have any questions, feel free to ask," Lilith opened her neural interface. "We’re not enemies."

Lian Fei remained noncommittal but added Lilith as a friend.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a group chat in Lilith’s info bar labeled [Eden Contestants of Goserlo Star], with nine members.

Lian Fei: ...

Fine, fine, so they’re isolating me.

Lilith smiled faintly. "Next, we’ll have a full physical examination, including but not limited to physical fitness. This will help us quickly identify any weaknesses in your body."

Lian Fei nodded and said, "Thank you."

She watched Lilith leave, and once the woman was out of sight, she contacted Xia Lin and received both the class schedule and the location of the physical exam.

She was curious about what weaknesses her body might have.

Hearing Lilith say that her personal information might be highly classified stirred some doubt in her heart.

Perhaps this body really belonged to someone mysterious.

But if that were true, why was she found in the trash heaps of Goserlo Star?

She wasn’t disparaging Goserlo Star—it was well-known throughout the Federation as the weakest planet economically.

Poverty was synonymous with Goserlo Star.

Lian Fei pressed her temple.

Forget it. No matter what the original identity of this body was, since the person was dead and she had taken it over, she was simply herself.

I am who I am.