Only then did I feel much more comfortable.

The various smells on the train over the past two days, the discomfort in her body, and the tightness in her chest all contributed to her extremely poor mental state.

Lying in bed now, although it's not as comfortable as my own Simmons bed, it's still the most cozy place I've been these past two days.

Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, she recalled the night before she transmigrated, when the moon was just like this.

The moon is the same moon, but the timeline has rewound several decades. I wonder if there's ever a chance to go back...

The small room was lit only by a kerosene lamp, and now that she was getting ready for bed, she blew it out.

But the moment she got into bed, she noticed something she hadn't seen before.

It seemed as if an endless stream of beams of light were pouring down, reaching her left index finger…

She raised her hand in confusion, looking at her index finger under the moonlight, where it shone even brighter, and she didn't even know when a mole had appeared on it.

She couldn't help but raise her right hand to touch it, but her body was instantly sucked in by a suction force.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a white, empty space.

The moment she entered this space, she felt completely relaxed, and the heavy pressure that had been weighing on her chest disappeared.

All I could see was a huge hourglass; the space was a vast expanse of white and empty.

Where is this?

What did she just do?

Oh, right, that mole!

She raised her hand to look at the mole on her hand, and touched it again.

A weight settled on my chest as I looked into the cramped room with its earthen walls.

She's back again?

What exactly happened?

Could that have been the legendary spatial dimension?

Wen Qinghe:………

When others transmigrate, they either have a spatial supermarket or countless supplies, but for her, it's just a white, hourglass-shaped space.

Undeterred, she tried again and returned to the space once more.

Because the pressure on her chest had disappeared, she walked around in this space for a long time and found that she could always see the huge hourglass.

It's unclear whether she remained in the same place or if the place was too big for her to leave.

She had to stop and study the hourglass, watching its flow rate. With so much sand, how many days would it take to run?

I don't know what will happen after it all leaks out...