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Chapter 4 of 10

Chapter 4

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In this world, no one understands photosynthesis better than Wu Zhe.

His current body can actually perform photosynthesis? Using water and carbon dioxide to produce the energy needed to sustain life?

The only reliance for his survival in this world of mystic energy and martial arts, after crossing over, is this "evolutionary body" that has transformed him into a girl to maximize his chances of survival.

He knows nothing about the identity of the original body he has replicated. Not even his name, let alone his background or family.

His arm had already turned a light green in the sunlight. Wu Zhe pulled it back, and it returned to its pale complexion.

"Weak reflection reduced, photosynthesis paused." The metallic voice in his mind reported mechanically.

When he extended his arm back into the sunlight, it began to turn light green again, and the metallic voice said, "Photosynthesis started."

Indeed, this metallic voice is just a mechanical [system notification].

When he was first trapped after crossing over, it was already late and there was no sunlight. Now, with the morning sun shining brightly and a lack of energy, this function automatically activated.

Wu Zhe leaned against the porthole, using his back to block the view from the cabin door, allowing his arm to receive as much sunlight as possible.

At this moment, Wu Zhe noticed a semi-transparent display in front of his eyes.

A small bar similar to a fighting game's health bar faintly appeared, and the metallic voice reported, "Human body daily stamina bar."

Hey, did I really become an Arnold-type robot? Oh, no, I should say a female robot from "Terminator 3."

The stamina bar of the human body isn't the 99% energy consumption when the light body escapes, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't be called a daily stamina bar.

As for those huge hands in the space-time tunnel, Wu Zhe doesn't even consider them. It's useless to worry, like the man from Qi who feared the sky would fall.

Wu Zhe stood by the porthole, basking in the sun, and the stamina bar, which didn't obstruct his view, slowly accumulated.

No worries about food and drink. If I return to Earth with this body, I can live the dream life of a shut-in! Just bask in the sun and I don't need to eat, I can spend all day in front of my computer and reading manga!

As some novels say, there is no absolute sealed room. Even with this evolutionary body, I can survive.

After a brief moment of wild imagination, Wu Zhe sighed and returned to reality.

Looking at the slightly green, tender girl's arm, he felt a bit resentful.

He didn't mind the green arm, as long as his head didn't turn green. But the tender girl's body, how will I manage in the future? Even the sighs I let out sound like a girl's soft voice.

From the tone of Chen Lao San and the others, this body is only fourteen years old, yet the chest is already slightly protruding. If it grows into a large bust, things will get interesting.

As the saying goes, if the chest isn't flat, how can one rule the world? How will I, a shut-in, face people after growing into a large bust?

How will Long Ao Tian think? How much pressure will Mary Sue feel?

Is it the next line, if the bust isn't large, how can one gather the hearts of people?

Damn! Wu Zhe wanted to scratch the window in frustration.

Wu Zhe spent the day looking at the shore scenery while daydreaming.

Around noon, it seemed that someone was talking on the deck, vaguely sounding like the voices of sailors, but not very clear. Occasionally, there were the sounds of girls playing and laughing, as if some girls were playing on the deck.

Perhaps they are girls like the original body, being sent to some sect's healing hall. Wu Zhe speculated idly.

Moreover, since this world has mystic energy, the social rules are likely based on the strong ruling, with clear class differences.

The social status of women should be similar to that of ancient times, but due to the existence of mystic energy, the physical differences between men and women can be somewhat compensated. It's unknown if there are female warriors who stand out due to their martial arts skills.

While making these wild speculations, something suddenly swayed down from above the porthole.

It was a light silk sash, with an apple and a steamed bun wrapped in the lower part.

I actually have outside help? Wu Zhe immediately understood that it was a friend of his original body, secretly helping him.

Judging from the pink light silk sash hanging down, which matched the one around his waist, it was likely one of the girls playing on the deck. The ancient-style light silk sash was long enough to reach the porthole.

Wu Zhe untied the apple and steamed bun, gently tugged on the hanging sash to indicate he had received them.

The light silk sash was quickly pulled up. Apart from the sound of the river flowing, there was no other noise.

Probably afraid of attracting Chen Lao San, so they didn't dare to make a sound?

The steamed bun wasn't very tasty, lacking modern additives like baking powder, making the dough slightly stiff and not to modern tastes.

But thinking about the risks the girl who helped him might have taken, it tasted sweet.

In times of hardship, true feelings are revealed. The girl who helped him has a good character, and he should find a way to thank her in the future.

With the help of the apple and steamed bun, Wu Zhe's stamina bar increased to 65%.

The apple was identical to those in another world, just like the girls' bodies in this world. Wu Zhe almost suspected that this world was a mirror image, with the addition of mystic energy and martial arts.

He threw the small apple core out of the porthole, destroying the evidence that could expose his helper, and continued to bask in the sun idly.

As long as he doesn't starve, Chen Lao San won't truly harm him. There's no immediate danger to his life, but he doesn't know what a sect or healing hall is.

However, it's easy to guess that it's probably something like a martial arts sect and an internal hospital.

If the healing hall is a hospital, do I have to wear a nurse's uniform? Sweat...

Right, this is an ancient period, there shouldn't be nurse uniforms.

So, what can I do to make a living? Make glass? Make gunpowder?

"Conditions not met, weapon knowledge cannot be unlocked."

This sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, startling Wu Zhe.

Don't scare me like that, okay? But when he tried to ask more questions, the metallic voice remained silent.

It seems this body I crossed over with still needs to be developed.

Actually, this amazing body is my biggest reliance in the mystic energy world. And to adapt to the local customs, mystic energy and martial arts are what I should focus on learning.

Uh...

Learning martial arts...

Will it be very tiring...

If it's very tiring, I should consider it again...

Heaven, dear, you shouldn't have sent me to this mystic energy and martial arts world. Sending me to a chocolate world would be better for confirming delivery and getting my good review!

Heaven can be lazy, but a lazy person has no choice.

As a shut-in, Wu Zhe has always been a lazy person who would rather lie down than sit, and sit rather than stand.

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