She was Su Mu's clone, so naturally, she fully inherited all of his memories. From anime and games to light novels and trivia, everything Su Mu had ever recorded in his mind was currently churning through her brain.
During the brief moment she spent racking her brain, the upright wild boar suddenly let out a low, muffled roar. The ferocious glint in its crimson eyes grew even more intense. Digging its hind legs hard into the ground, its massive body lunged forward like an out-of-control heavy truck, charging straight at March 7th!
The wind generated by its sprint kicked up the fallen leaves of the forest. The air pressure buffeted her face, heavily laced with the creature's rank, musky scent.
"If I can't remember, I won't bother thinking about it! I'll solve it first, then worry!"
March 7th's gaze narrowed, her tone instantly becoming crisp and decisive, replacing her previous urge to complain. With a gentle flick of her wrist, a soft, pinkish-white light immediately enveloped her entire body.
Cute is Justice!
A shield deployed instantly, resembling a semi-transparent bubble that wrapped around her completely.
BOOM—!
The violent sound of impact erupted through the forest as the charging boar slammed brutally into the shield.
The pinkish-white shield trembled slightly, but it steadily neutralized every bit of the boar's impact force. The boar's massive frame was hard-stopped right where it stood; its forward momentum halted abruptly, causing its four hooves to carve deep grooves into the earth as it tried to push forward.
"Eww—gross!"
March 7th instinctively recoiled, scrunching up her neck. Looking at the boar's face right in front of her, her frown deepened. The boar's saliva continued to trickle down its tusks, and some had even splashed onto the shield. The sticky sight of it made her slightly nauseous.
However, aside from this biological disgust, she felt no fear whatsoever in her heart—unlike the soul-deep tremor Su Mu had experienced when facing the 170,000-Year-Old Cicada Adult. This was likely the confidence born of being March 7th.
Even though she was Su Mu's clone, at this moment, she was also March 7th.
March 7th never feared facing danger head-on. Therefore, even if she was a clone sharing all of Su Mu's memories, she would still not generate a single trace of fear.
It might sound a bit convoluted to put into words, but the logic was actually quite simple. March 7th was both herself and Su Mu. For this clone, Su Mu's current form of existence was March 7th.
And whether it was March 7th's charming complaints or Himeko's calm capability, both were essentially Su Mu's self-adaptation based on different identities. It could also be understood on another level as a form of "roleplay" that belonged solely to him.
At this moment, one could entirely adopt the perspective of Su Mu controlling the March 7th clone. However, prior to that, it needed to be based on the foundation that the main body and the clone were each capable of independent thought, yet shared a core cognition and power.
Now, returning to the main scene.
"Can't even break through my shield. Looks like you aren't that impressive after all."
March 7th curled her lip, her tone laced with disdain.
As soon as she finished speaking, the pinkish-white shield surrounding her suddenly lit up with a layer of faint blue light. A piercing frost instantly emanated from the shield, making the surrounding air feel as if it were frozen solid. Even the falling leaves crystallized into tiny ice particles mid-air.
Freezing Moment!
CRACKLE—
In just the blink of an eye, that wild boar—which was still desperately trying to smash against the shield—was completely frozen by this sudden explosion of frost, turning into a crystal-clear ice sculpture. Its crimson eyes still held their ferocious look, and the saliva was frozen stiff on its tusks, capturing a moment that was highly jarring in its contrast.
"Don't look at me like I only play with a bow. My fists aren't to be trifled with either!"
March 7th tilted her chin up, a flamboyant smile appearing on her face. Pushing lightly off the ground, her petite frame became as light as a swift swallow. She forcefully leaped toward the ice sculpture, clenching her pink, tender fist and slamming it brutally into the frozen figure with a sound that broke the wind.
BOOM!
CRASH—!
Following the dull sound of impact was the crisp sound of the ice shattering. Under March 7th's single punch, the massive ice sculpture—nearly three meters tall—instantly disintegrated into countless tiny ice shards. Mixed with fragments of the boar's corpse, they scattered all over the ground, gleaming with a cold luster under the moonlight.
Almost simultaneously with the shattering of the ice sculpture, a pale blue, semi-transparent panel appeared in front of March 7th out of thin air. A kill notification clearly surfaced on it.
"Termination Wild Boar?" March 7th stared at the name on the panel, and her eyes instantly lit up. "Oh—I remember now! Could this place be the world of Mushoku Tensei?"
She clapped her hands, and the memories in her brain instantly became clear.
"In the original work, this kind of magical beast lived in the forest near Buena Village. Although, come to think of it, Termination Boars usually appear in packs, leading a group of Rush Dogs as lackeys. How come there's only one this time?"
March 7th tilted her head and pondered for a moment before shaking it, tossing this minor doubt to the back of her mind. "Whatever, thinking too much is useless. First, I'll leave this forest and find a place with people to see what the situation is."
Saying this, March 7th raised her hand and patted the grass dust off her skirt. Her short hair swung lightly as she turned around. She took bouncing, skipping steps, walking quickly in the direction out of the forest.
Those sparkling eyes of hers didn't forget to glance left and right, and a confident smile hung on the corner of her mouth. Clearly, she was quite assured of her own ability to find directions.
As for how she was accurately judging which direction led out of the forest, that was no challenge for her—it all depended on observing the growth patterns of the surrounding trees.
As March 7th walked, she instinctively used her fingertips to lightly touch the trunks of the trees next to her, muttering secretly to herself.
"Sure enough, it's pretty similar to forests I've encountered before."
Indeed. The deeper one went into the forest, the more frighteningly dense the trees became. Branches of various heights became entangled with one another, blocking out the light from above until it became dim.
Those trunks grew slender and straight, like a bunch of youngsters competing to shoot upward, desperately trying to seize the sunlight at the top. She knew the mechanics of this too well—light was scarce in the forest interior, so for these trees to get a bit more sun, they could only rush to grow tall, not even bothering to grow thick trunks, afraid that if they were a step slower, their companions would block the light.
But the closer one got to the forest outskirts, the scene became completely different.
The density of the trees here was obviously much sparser; it was no longer that completely impenetrable look. The trunks also became thick and sturdy, feeling rough and textured to the touch, but their height was generally lower, and their branches spread out willfully and ostentatiously.
March 7th circled halfway around a thick, short big tree. Standing on her tiptoes, she touched its thick canopy, understanding it clearly in her heart.
"Plenty of light on the outskirts, so these trees definitely don't have to fight for the sun. Naturally, they grow chubby and short. How carefree."
Of course, she hadn't forgotten that this was an otherworld that possessed special powers. It was possible that a certain area might have anomalous conditions.
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