I Live on the Land in Global Games

Chapter 406 - 406 395 Accepting the Inheritance (Two-in-One )_2406: Chapter 395: Accepting the Inheritance (Two-in-One Chapter)_2 406: Chapter 395: Accepting the Inheritance (Two-in-One Chapter)_2 Sniffing the air, it was the scent of toasted bread, and there seemed to be the smell of fried fish too!

Mu Ying threw off the covers and got up, quickly freshened up with magic, picked a light robe from the Magic Wardrobe to change into, and then clattered down the stairs.

“My dear Senior Sister Rosie, waking up to the fragrance of your lovingly made breakfast is just too, too, too blissful!” Mu Ying hugged Rosie around the waist, acting spoiled.

“You talk as if you haven’t eaten it for a long time, suddenly so clingy.

When am I not the first one up?

You two little lazy pigs!” Rosie patted her helplessly, “Quick, go and have breakfast!”

Mu Ying chuckled and took her seat at the table.

In the eyes of Rosie and Windsor, they had just seen her yesterday, but for Mu Ying, it had been over ten days since she had seen them, and she had not been able to enjoy Senior Sister’s love-filled breakfast as soon as she woke up.

She missed it so much.

On her first day back in the Emerald World, Mu Ying had given herself a day off, monopolizing the rocking chair in the shopfront, leisurely reading a knight novel that Windsor had scavenged from Moon Port, occasionally sipping homemade milk tea from the small side table or picking a raspberry or two from the basket beside her.

Occasionally, customers would come in; she’d glance up, then return her attention to her melodramatic novel.

“If you’re not researching Magic Potions, you’re studying herbal medicine cultivation.

Finally taking a break, are you?” Windsor, working the cash register, teased her while she rarely saw Mu Ying relaxing like this.

“The research in front has come to a stop, so of course, I have to rest,” Mu Ying said.

Recently in the Emerald World, she had been researching the formulation of Soft Bones Potion and the cultivation of the corresponding herbal medicine, working from dawn to dusk, all to solve a pressing problem as early as possible.

Windsor said with a smile, “That’s more like it.

We are only in our teens, we have hundreds of years of time to squander.

Don’t push yourself too hard.

Sometimes, I think you don’t act like a witch but more like a human.

Only humans have to live their lives so tightly wound because of their short lifespan—it’s exhaustingly strange.”

In Windsor’s eyes, only those humans who bustle about daily were in such a hurry because they could live at most for seventy to eighty years.

Subtracting the clueless days of youth and the immobility of old age, there were only a few decades of good times left.

Therefore, they rose early and went to bed late, some even sacrificing sleep to study or work.

“Ah, who wouldn’t want to take it easy?”

Mu Ying let out a sigh.

In the Emerald World, the lifespan of her pure Green Witch body was only 300 years.

Other witches considered three hundred years temporally abundant, their learning and work unhurried.

Those witches who traveled the continent would stay in one place for three to five years, which was considered short.

Ten years was quite normal, and each day they thought about how to live more comfortably.

Only a few, truly fond of it, spent their days cultivating and delving into magical knowledge.

Many witches simply relied on the bit of magic they learned in school to leisurely pass their lives.

The Emerald World was too comfortable for witches.

As long as they were clear-headed and didn’t foolishly trust humans without reservation, with their innate magical abilities, they could virtually do as they pleased in this world.

Aside from werewolves who might pose a threat to witches, other races in this world couldn’t really match up to them.

If witches didn’t reproduce so slowly and weren’t so few, what business would humans have in this world?

A witch like Mu Ying, who had traveled through three countries in just over a year after graduation, was extremely rare.

And among this time, she had spent half a year in Trial Time, staying put in one place.

And soon after, she had plans for a long journey.

Isn’t that living like a human rushing against time?

Even here, she was already living much more comfortably than in reality.

It’s not a matter of lifespan and time, but of the environment.

In reality, her Elf and Green Witch Bloodline would grant her a lifespan of 1000 years without doing anything or cultivating.

In the world of the Emerald World, a witch, even if lying flat and not making foolish mistakes, could easily die of old age, and wouldn’t live too poorly.

But in reality, even with a thousand years of life, if she dared to lie flat, she might not live safely and securely for a hundred years.

Just look at Sharon, the Vampire who could live forever just by drinking blood and with no external enemies.

She still met her end.

Strength is the source of a sense of security.

In the Emerald World, safety is taken for granted, but that’s not the case in reality.