Chapter 3

The sky had darkened, and Wu Zhe could see outside through this porthole.

On the shore, there were wild fields, and occasionally, one could see distant farmlands. At this moment, he could see a farmer leading an ox back home in the evening from afar.

Judging from the farmer's appearance and his own silk clothing and hairstyle, it seemed to be around the Tang and Song dynasties on Earth.

Don't think about these things; first, consider how to avoid starving to death here. Wu Zhe shook his head, the black tips of his hair constantly reminding him that he was not a lucky穿越者 (穿越者 means "time traveler" or "transmigrator").

Was the other version of himself in another world already declared dead? His parents must be very sad. Would they find the H-manga mixed in the bookshelf when sorting through his belongings?

There were still several gal games he hadn't completed, but he had become a playable female character...

And a confined, ecchi-type female character...

Damn!

Calm down, calm down. First, consider how to survive.

Wu Zhe began to assess the situation.

No water, no food, at least two days would pass before those two Xuan Qi martial artists would come to check the bet's outcome.

His current female body, around fourteen years old, had started to develop and accumulate some fat. If he had water, surviving for two days would not be a problem.

Wu Zhe chuckled, looking at his body, which was still wet except for the dried hair tips.

Especially the cold, damp silk clothes, which clung to his body, making him feel icy cold.

How hard is it to survive? If it were the original girl, she might really be worried. But he was a guy, and this wet clothing was a source of water.

Wu Zhe raised his arm and examined the pink silk clothes. From his knowledge of period dramas, they seemed to be of medium quality, neither luxurious nor shabby.

Thinking about it, the girl was worth only ten taels of silver. She must have been given better clothes on the way to the Yuan Liao Hall.

Right, the voice in his head mentioned that the clothes were "evolved"?

Just as he thought this, a voice in his head suddenly said: [Confirmation of clothing evolution change.]

The silk clothes suddenly transformed into something like water, gently floating on Wu Zhe's body.

Following Wu Zhe's will, water seemed to be pushed and concentrated, gradually gathering on his right wrist.

The silk clothes returned to their original form, but a bowl-shaped piece of the clothing had solidified on Wu Zhe's wrist, holding river water.

The clear river water did not seep through the bowl-shaped piece of clothing, but instead swayed slightly with the boat's movement.

Wu Zhe was so surprised that his mouth dropped open. This completely defied common sense, leaving him momentarily speechless.

However, he quickly accepted it. He had already experienced more bizarre things: a shut-in turning into a girl, and two Xuan Qi martial artists who valued human life as grass.

Wu Zhe began to learn how to control the changes in his clothing, even using his mind to move the bowl-shaped piece of clothing slowly.

Is this a bonus ability from the transmigration? Wu Zhe started to feel secretly pleased. Although he didn't understand the "evolutionary organism" concept, it seemed quite powerful.

Could the clothes become hard? Or stretch like tentacles? Or even evolve into a key to unlock something? Wu Zhe had a sudden idea.

[Insufficient energy, and no combat-related drive detected. Evolved clothing is for decorative purposes only and cannot extend.] The metallic voice in his head suddenly spoke again.

Who are you? Wu Zhe tried to communicate with the voice using his mind, but there was no response.

The evolved clothing is just a costume system, unable to become tentacles. No wonder it's called "evolution" rather than "transformation"...

There's a bit of an inexplicable regret? Actually, becoming a tentacle monster isn't much worse than becoming a weak girl.

Wu Zhe, accustomed to the quirks of two-dimensional worlds, felt a bit helpless and tried to change his body using his mind.

The metallic voice in his head spoke again: [Current state, unable to change the body temporarily.]

Current state? This implies many possibilities... Wu Zhe suddenly felt that restoring his male body might be possible.

Alright, at least the water problem is solved.

There's no way to boil it, should I try a little? Could there be parasites? Wu Zhe looked at the relatively clear water in the "cloth bowl" and tentatively brought it to his mouth.

The metallic voice in his head spoke again: [Water, extremely pure, with some impurities. Any potentially harmful parasites in the water will be automatically digested by the organism, eliminating the risk to life.]

Oh, this voice is like an instruction manual. Wu Zhe slowly understood that it was just providing auxiliary explanations as he explored the abilities of this "evolutionary organism."

Wu Zhe took a small sip, and there was no special taste. Perhaps he should thank the world for the lack of chemical or biological pollution.

[Reminder, changing the evolved clothing consumes organism energy. It is recommended to cancel the bowl-shaped structure.]

Wu Zhe was startled and quickly looked for a place to store the water.

[Reminder, the organism can drink the water in one go. A moderate amount of water can be stored.]

Wu Zhe was surprised, thought for a moment, and followed the instructions.

He drank a large bowl of water, feeling no bloating at all. Even when he touched his stomach, there was no change. The water seemed to have vanished into thin air.

"..." Wu Zhe was speechless.

He could basically confirm that he was now fused with some mysterious organism.

He could even deduce that he could be called: a super biological evolutionary robot...

Doesn't it resemble the liquid metal man from "The Terminator"?

The clothes on his body had dried, perhaps due to the organism's special properties or the excellent insulation of the evolved clothing. Wu Zhe did not feel cold, but to conserve energy, he forced himself to huddle in the corner of the cabin.

As he huddled into the corner, Wu Zhe clearly felt the weakness of his current body.

Sigh, the bodies of three-dimensional females are really too weak. Transmigrating as a powerful character would be better. But he wouldn't commit suicide; after all, the so-called evolutionary organism might allow him to return to being a man in the future.

To conserve energy, Wu Zhe forced himself to sleep.

Like a robot shutting off its power, Wu Zhe soon fell asleep after having this thought.

The next morning, sunlight streamed in through the porthole.

[Reminder! The organism needs to intake energy!]

This sentence woke Wu Zhe up.

If it weren't for the metallic voice, Wu Zhe would have momentarily thought he was in his room covered in posters.

He felt a slight hunger in his stomach, and after a few seconds of confusion, he reconfirmed his transmigration.

Still the pale arms, the weak body, yes, I've transmigrated into a girl.

[Reminder! There is a way to intake energy!]

What way to intake energy? There's nothing to eat.

Wu Zhe was stunned, looked at the cabin door, and saw no one outside, nor any changes.

As he peered out the porthole, the metallic voice spoke again.

[Sunlight contact confirmed. In a low-energy state, the photosynthesis function of the evolutionary organism automatically activates, 1%, 2%...]

Photosynthesis? Wu Zhe almost shouted in surprise.

Wu Zhe was amazed to find that his pale arm, which was leaning on the window, began to turn slightly green...