Mysteries:Lord Of The Dream Realm

Chapter 1:Unexpected Encounter

Today is July 1, 2015, marking my second month in this parallel universe.

Yes, my name is Meng Xian, a dimension traveler.

Discovering that I had traveled through time was shocking. I repeatedly asked myself how and why this happened. But after the initial shock, I accepted the reality calmly. After all, I didn't have many ties in my original world, and due to my health, I was slowly dying. I had already taken steps to ensure my affairs were in order; I found a professional lawyer to draft a will as soon as I became an adult. Upon my death, all my inheritance would be automatically donated to the welfare home that adopted me.

Yes, I was an orphan.

Perhaps that's why I could accept all of this calmly and embrace the reality I found myself in.

The reason I concluded that I had traveled to a parallel universe was not only the striking similarity between this world and my original one-modern technology like cell phones and the internet existed here without a hint of magic-but also the uncanny fact that the original owner of this body shared my name, face, and background. The only real difference was our professions. In my previous life, I was a writer, a career I chose because my poor health kept me confined to my home, where I found solace in reading and writing.

I'm certain that my time travel wasn't triggered by a sudden death. My last memory was of reading a novel.
Having no worries in my old world doesn't mean I was ready to die. My desire to survive remains strong.

So, was this a common setting in novels, the exchange of souls in parallel worlds? Since I was an avid reader of novels, anime, and manga, I considered the possibility. After all, it had already happened to me.

I believed in parallel worlds and infinite timelines.

I took stock of the benefits of this time travel: a healthy body and a good job. Although money is tight now, I have no plans to return to my old job.
In my previous life, I was a writer. My poor health made it difficult to do anything else, so I chose a career that aligned with my love for reading books and novels. Now, in this new life, I have inherited a different identity and a different job. But I'm happy to go with the flow and start anew. My new body is in good health, allowing me to do more and explore more than I ever could before.

This new job, classified in the IT industry, has me working as a hardware design engineer. I've been in this role for two and a half years, according to the memories of the body I now inhabit. It's a stark contrast from my past life as a writer. In this industry, hardware design engineering is predominantly male-dominated, making it quite rare for a woman to pursue this path.

The original owner of this body had a decent talent for this job and had already mastered PCB (printed circuit board) design, starting to control the circuit schematics of various products. It sounds grand, but I, who have inherited most of these memories, know that this job gives me new experiences. Despite being a writer before, I find this new role fascinating.

In this field, social skills are crucial. Hardware designers work in close collaboration with different peers, project managers, subcontractors, and more. It's a far cry from the solitary nature of writing, yet I enjoy the new experiences and challenges it brings.

Controlling schematic designs is often just a nice-sounding term. In many cases, you don't need to design these schematics from scratch. You copy reference designs from various manufacturers. After the reference design schematic is created, the next step involves long assembly and debugging processes. This is not unlike the work of assembly line workers - there are no core skills required, and insufficient professional ability can determine the success or failure of the project.