Bai Yan rolled on the damp sand before finally stabilizing her posture.
She quickly stood up, only to find her dress and skin covered in sand particles, which made her scowl in disdain.
Luckily, her body had returned to its earlier timeline, and her space abilities had come along too.
Not only did she not have to worry about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, but she also had weapons for self-defense.
"System, what year is this on the Mist Continent?" Since no one else was around, Bai Yan didn't need to keep communicating with the Insect Brain through binding.
"In your timeline, this is seven years earlier," the Insect Brain responded.
"So, this is when I was fourteen?" Bai Yan recalled that she was currently twenty-one.
"What about Shi Xie? How old is he?" Bai Yan pressed further.
"He's twenty-three. Subtract seven years yourself," the Insect Brain replied dismissively.
