My Classmate is 200 Million Years Old

she had to learn how to use utensils after using how to write?

As expected… THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

She stared at Tian Jin Jin using chopstick silently.
Xuan Mo first grabbed her pair of chopsticks, not moving.
After which, she turned around in a false pretense of surveying the surroundings; while she observed, she caught the knack of how to wield her chopsticks before she clipped the wooden stalks properly.

“Hurry eat! The food’s gonna get cold!”

Damnit, she still had to learn how to chew her food! Z L T

The body did not actually belong to the original owner, rather, it was made from the remaining materials left in the nutrition pods, so the memories were only extracted from the original owner by a mental transmission device.
So… Xuan Mo was very worried that her chewing may differ from other people’s motion because of the different efficiency and frequency.

Hence, she could only observe how the people around her consumed their food, such as how many times they chewed their food before swallowing it…

How tiring! THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

Though she was extremely spirited, she could not withstand such exhaustion either.
Xuan Mo very quickly realised, after which, that not everyone was consuming food.
And so, she followed sit and pushed the plate aside after eating a few bites and looked away.

“You’re not eating again?” Tian Jin Jin rolled her eyes, “Your figure’s already good enough! You’re pretty enough, so stop starving yourself! But hm… why do I feel like you’ve somehow changed?”

Xuan Mo glanced at her. THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

“You got a lot prettier… your figure’s became… woah, when did you get so hot? I didn’t see you over the holidays at all, did you went off to exercise?”

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Xuan Mo was very puzzled.
She didn’t know what hot meant—that word didn’t sound like a good one— yet Tian Jin Jin said it with such admiration.

“I’m not eating either then? Exactly how did you exercise, teach me!” Tian Jin Jin pushed her plate aside.

“…” Xuan Mo could tell Tian Jin Jin’s calorie intake was insufficient with just a single glance.
She opened her mouth, but suddenly realised that she wasn’t able to reach the frequency to pronounce the words from her home-planet with her current body.
However, she didn’t know how to speak the dialect of this place either.

At that, she stood, helpless, and wanted to go out to look around.
She’d been dragged over to this school when she’d just awoken today, so she has yet to get the chance to properly see this world.♢ MY CLASSMATE IS TWO HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OLD, CHAPTER 01 is hosted at ZHAN LAN TRANSLATIONS♢

Just as she reached the exit, a group of people entered.
The person in the lead was a male that was about her age.

Xuan Mo moved aside to let them pass.
Though her soul was light, her body was heavy so she was still unaccustomed to the disparity.
Therefore when she moved, her steps were still a little unsteady.
At that, the youth in the lead leaning against the glass door to the canteen squinted at her actions.

Xuan Mo had all the memories the original Xuan Mo owned.
However, no matter how strong her mental spirit was, it was too dangerous for her to accommodate all of Xuan Mo’s memories in one go.
Therefore for Marshal-grade mental power wielder like her, they had the ability to automatically save someone else’s mental data into another opened region in their heads; it’s a like a computer, where the C drive is your own system disk, while other people’s items are placed accordingly elsewhere as well, and requires time to be retrieved.

The retrieval of such data wasn’t something that can be done immediately and at one’s will either, one will need relevant information to trigger the memories, else this certain piece of memory will remain in existence unknowingly for a long time.

For example when Tian Jin Jin mentioned money, Xuan Mo recalled that there was a pile of small change in a shoebox under a bed in one of the rooms…

When she saw the youth, even more information, of which were much more important than money, flooded her head.

Memories from when she was young, when she was sniffing, punished to stand, crying, laughing, being mischievous…

What’s more was that this retrieval was only of the memories, Xuan Mo would not inherit any of the original owner’s emotions, else she could have experienced how widely different this place was from her home-planet—it was liberal, free of data and numbers, and love existed.

Despite so, that youth walked past her without even a glance at her.
Behind him were a few Blue Planet males and females whom she presumed were seen as relatively good-looking on this planet.

Xuan Mo, having come from a society where hierarchy didn’t exist, probably would never know what princelings* were if she hadn’t come to the Blue Planet.

* 太子党 = Princelings/Party’s Crown Princes; referring to the descendants of prominent and influential senior communist officials in the People’s Republic of China.

After the group of them walked off, Xuan Mo turned to exit. Z L T

“Mo Mo! Where are you going!” After throwing away her food, Tian Jin Jin caught up with her. Z L T

“Walking around.” After having so many of her memories triggered, Xuan Mo now possessed the ability to utilise a part of her language ability, and it wasn’t very stiff when she said it.

Tian Jin Jin paused for a moment before suddenly saying: “I just realised this is your first time talking today!” Z L T

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Insensitive… another new word.

“Are you very stressed?” THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

“Honestly, it’s already pretty decent to even enter this school, your grades are also better than mine.
We may not be able to enter Class One but it won’t be a problem for us to get into the normal classes.
Even if we did get into Class Thirteen very unluckily, the faculty teachers are still going strong…”

And so, the afternoon passed with a certain someone nagging away and another certain false human studying away, guilty.

After lunch was language lesson.

Xuan Mo cupped her forehead with a hand; she was struggling. Z L T

One required emotions to learn a language, it’s not that Xuan Mo didn’t have any of that, it’s just that she didn’t have the emotions the Blue Planet inhabitants had, neither did she posses the same thought process.

After triggering her memories continuously, she’d finally reached the stage where she could look at the script without a problem—she recognised every single word, but when they were chained together… she recognised them no more.

Lotus pond… that’s a part of the scenery, what could a scenery entrust* (ji tuo)? What did entrust (ji tuo) mean? Was mailing (you ji) and checking in (tuo yun) a new form of logistic chain? ♢ MY CLASSMATE IS TWO HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OLD, CHAPTER 01 is hosted at ZHAN LAN TRANSLATIONS♢

* 寄托 = ji tuo; to entrust, 邮寄 = you ji; to mail (often letters), 托运 = tuo yun; to check in/consign; the 2nd word of 邮寄 and 1st word of 托运 makes up 寄托

Goodness… THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

She really wanted to groan. Z L T

After barely scraping through the multiple choice questions and filling in the blanks, Xuan Mo finished reading the remaining questions in earnest, all the while completely befuddled.
There were two passages, of which one was written in classical prose—which she of course didn’t get a single bit.
Let’s not even talk about the essay question… it was something on disappearing existence.
Though this topic reminded her of her old friends that had once ruled this Blue Planet, the teacher marking this obviously won’t like seeing an introductory essay on the lives of dinosaurs under this profound topic.

Sigh.
Placing her pen down, she rubbed her temples and looked out, continuing to observe the world.

The language paper was collected, and with that, the examinations for the day ended.

As expected, Tian Jin Jin dashed over in a flurry: “Almost forgot we had to tidy our dorms after walking around with you in the afternoon, let’s hurry go! I’m almost done tidying, but you’re not, yet you’re still disappearing on me!”

Xuan Mo let herself be dragged as they weaved through the bustling crowd of people.
She smiled bitterly.
This lass must’ve been terribly unobservant to not realise that the previous Xuan Mo was running off to suicide rather than simply disappearing on her! Though she took advantage of this loophole with the previous Xuan Mo’s death.
Suicide, no matter which era or civilisation, was not something to make light of.

Thinking of the suicide, she immediately retrieved another memory; she saw a chilly youth with a mocking laugh in her head.

Forget it; it was none of her business.