2 Transmigration (1/2)
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Hana vaguely heard the sound of a heart monitor. She opened her eyes slowly. The white ceiling and smell of disinfectant assaulted her. Hospital? How in the world did she survive the air raid?
She was certain the enemies would have used nukes at least to finish them off. How did she end up in a hospital? If the one at headquarters was destroyed, the closest one was 1000 miles away.
She glanced around the small room. No windows. A single droopy plant in the corner. She lied on a white bed. What she heard as a 'heart monitor' was actually a clock. It seemed like it was evening.
She checked herself. Her arms were unscathed, with only a few scratches. However, she was skinnier than she remembered. She felt relatively tired. Had she been in a coma? No way.
So strange.
Actually, this place didn't seem much like a hospital. Except the smell, there was no equipment.
The door opened and a nurse walked in. ”Finally awake?”
Hana blinked. ”Ah?”
The nursed clucked. ”You're too reckless. Entering a dungeon with your level of power is suicide. You're lucky your scrapper team sent you to a hospital. Most just leave them to die.”
Hana stiffened. Dungeon? Apparently she had a level of power? So she had a power? Scrapper? She smiled politely. ”Elder sister, do you have a mirror?” From the nurse's genuine behavior, Hana immediately had a thought. Her heart trembled.
The nursed paused, then laughed. ”Here,” she handed over a mirror, ”don't worry, there wasn't much harm to your face. The healers had more trouble with your legs than anything. If they were any more shattered, you would have been crippled.” She smiled. ”Although I can't blame you, your looks are stunning. I'll let you rest for a bit more. Your sister will be here to pick you up shortly.”
Hana clenched the mirror tightly. Obsidian black hair fell behind her, bangs framing a stunning face. Porcelain white skin and pouty pink lips. Big purple eyes. Young, should be a teenager.
Not her face.
She pieced together the information. New terminology. She had powers. A sister. A foreign face.
”Transmigration is real,” she muttered, ”It's actually real.” All the light novels she read. Anime she watched. She finally experienced transmigration!
[Detecting new host. System binding . . . ]
Hana straightened at the sound. System?!?!
[Binding complete. Welcome Host to the Otaku Card System! Due to the detection of a new soul within the host, host has been granted 30% luck on draws and a 2 draw feature with each level increase. Host has also received a newbie package.]
Hana laughed. Transmigration and a cheat! A system!
”Describe the system!”
[The Otaku Card system was created from the powerful devotion of many to anime. It has hosts across multiple worlds and dimensionsAs host increases her level, she will have the chance to draw cards which grant skills and tools from anime. Would host like to open the status window?]
”Yes.”
A console like image appeared before her.
Name: Hana Zhao
Level: 1
Cards in Storage: 10
Draws Available: 2