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In this world, there are no shortage of extraordinary individuals known as Fusers, wielding powers of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, each with their unique Empowerments.
Although Lu Fei Fan's cells had awakened, his Empowerment had yet to fully manifest. He wondered how much longer it would take for him to awaken his true potential.
Returning to the hospital to relieve his mother, Lu Fei Fan found that his younger brother, Hua Jun Tang, had finished work early. He decided to let Hua Jun accompany their mother home to rest while he stayed behind for the night shift.
As he looked at his father lying on the hospital bed, sometimes opening his eyes without consciousness and occasionally moving his limbs in a state of unawareness, Lu Fei Fan recalled what the attending physician had said: patients with brain injuries from bleeding might exhibit uncontrollable movements without awareness.
Clenching his fists in determination, Lu Fei Fan vowed to help his father wake up and ensure that their lives would improve. He knew he had to work twice as hard.
As night fell, the quiet hospital was filled with the scent of disinfectant. Nurses busily moved about, changing IV bags for patients, including Hua Fei Fan's father. Meanwhile, the on-call doctors made their rounds.
After finishing up with bathing his father and changing his adult diaper, Lu Fei Fan found that it was already late. Once the nurse took away the last IV bag and turned off the lights in the room, he moved to the adjacent family rest area to meditate.
Watching his father sleep peacefully, Lu Fei Fan began his own cultivation. The path was vast and there were no shortcuts—only diligence and perseverance could lead him forward. He dared not slack off and started to circulate the Pulse Breathing Technique.
His mastery of the initial stages of Fu Mai Xi Shu was already quite refined. The Pulse Energy surging within his cells gathered like a spring flowing into a stream. This stream traveled along his meridians, spreading through countless parched cracks in the earth. While it could not nourish the entire desolate landscape, it provided a small patch of moisture to some dry land.
This place was the foundation upon which Lu Fei Fan had built his life. After completing ninety cycles of Fu Mai Xi Shu, the once gentle stream transformed into a roaring cascade, joyfully surging around him. By the time he reached one hundred cycles, it felt as if a hand had pushed open a door into an empty starry sky.
Lu Fei Fan's consciousness once again drifted into that void of chaotic darkness. The faint glimmer of three stars represented the results of his previous cultivation—did each star signify a level he had achieved? Was it necessary for Pulse Energy to be stored and refined within his cells until it reached a certain threshold before he could break through into this realm of emptiness?
He poured all the Pulse Energy he had gathered into the void, and beside the three faint stars, another weak star began to shine.
It seemed that his earlier speculation was correct; these four shining stars might indicate that he had broken through to Level Four in Fu Mai Xi Shu.
Lu Fei Fan decided to temporarily categorize things this way. He didn't think much of it. After he infused his Pulse Energy and lit up a star, the chaotic void of the world gradually faded away. When Lu Fei Fan opened his eyes, he looked at his father, who was still in a deep slumber on the hospital bed. A cool breeze wafted in; it turned out the window was left open, causing the curtains in the room to flutter gently.
Lu Fei Fan closed his eyes again and practiced the Fu Mai Xi Shu a hundred times. However, this time, aside from feeling a bit more abundant Pulse Energy in his body cells and Meridians, he did not manage to light up another star in that chaotic universe. It seemed that advancing in this Pulse Breathing Technique would become increasingly difficult.
Afterward, Lu Fei Fan stopped meditating. He completed four hundred sets of push-ups and five hundred sets of sit-ups in the hospital room, followed by a practice session of the Military Combat Technique. The color still did not light up. Lu Fei Fan then put on the Superbrain Device, connected to the Virtual Network, and entered the virtual world.
The virtual world was always a bustling metropolis filled with vibrant life—trams, cars, and streams of people flowed continuously. Even the night scene created by the virtual environment was filled with various neon lights and temptations.
Since leaving the academy and experiencing a series of trials and growth, Lu Fei Fan had grown increasingly disenchanted with this world. He knew it was not a real world at all; even though this steel forest was bustling with energy and prosperity, it remained hollow.
Lu Fei Fan contacted Hero, who was transforming into a business tycoon in the virtual world. He was navigating through the commercial ocean of the metropolis and seemed to be enjoying the achievements of a successful person. However, Hero's virtual appearance was still that of a pale-faced man from last time; the only difference was that he now sported two small mustaches and wore an extravagant suit coat, followed by several male and female secretaries. This instantly reminded Lu Fei Fan of Xu Wenqiang from the television drama "Shanghai Beach" from his previous life.
Lu Fei Fan chuckled, too lazy to dampen Hero's little hobby.
However, when Hero saw Lu Fei Fan arrive, he signaled two subordinates to take him into another room. To Lu Fei Fan's surprise, that room transformed into an empty space with white walls, simulating more than ten masked ninjas who immediately attacked him without hesitation. Lu Fei Fan engaged them using his Military Combat Technique—his decisive and straightforward moves quickly defeated them within ten minutes. The ninjas vanished in a flash of light and transformed into another officer who began pointing out Lu Fei Fan's exposed weaknesses.
This must have been part of the training program Lu Fei Fan had set for himself.
As expected, after finishing the first combat lesson, there was another round of practical fighting. This time, however, he faced two or three Fusers who had cultivated Pulse Energy. Their fighting styles were markedly different; clearly, Hero had compiled information about Fusers from online sources to create this program. Even though it was just a simulation, the opponents were incredibly realistic. Lu Fei Fan spent quite some time defeating these three opponents and felt utterly exhausted afterward.
Fortunately, this practical session provided many insights for Lu Fei Fan. Hero even listed out his shortcomings based on data such as speed, strength, endurance, and nerve response—these revealed weaknesses during combat would allow Lu Fei Fan to strengthen those areas.
Next came lessons on firearms and weaponry—from disassembling weapons to assembling them and finally designing equipment blueprints. Although Lu Fei Fan had encountered some of this knowledge in his previous life, he had never experienced such comprehensive training before. He began practicing repeatedly.
After finishing the intense immersion in weapon studies, it was time for a high-intensity bombardment of psychology courses. He had to catch up on all the recent lessons in one go. This solitary room, surrounded by walls, felt like a prison cell for Lu Fei Fan, but thankfully, he could endure the loneliness.
Finally, after battling through the grueling virtual courses, Lu Fei Fan was released back into the real world by that perverse devil known as Hero. It was just dawn, and the hospital had returned from its tranquil night to a bustling atmosphere once again.
After checking on patients and changing medications, Lu Fei Fan's mother arrived with a pot of congee she had prepared. Seeing her son looking spirited made her feel a bit heartbroken. However, just as Lu Fei Fan was about to dig into the breakfast his mother had prepared for him, a wailing voice echoed down the corridor, sounding as if someone were being slaughtered.
“Boss! Boss! You have to save me! Wuwuwu…”
The one rushing in was none other than A Teng, his voice filled with despair, resembling a young bird that had been tormented by a dozen men the night before, crying like a weeping willow.
“What happened? Did someone take your virtue?” Lu Fei Fan looked at him with curiosity. It was clear that whatever had driven A Teng to this state was not good news.
“I… I… I…” A Teng stammered but couldn't get the words out.
“Did you lose another gambling bet last night?” Lu Fei Fan recalled the last time he had to help him out of a financial mess.
However, A Teng quickly shook his head. Even under Lu Fei Fan's skeptical gaze, he firmly denied it.
“Then did you get caught in bed with a married woman and are now being hunted down?” Lu Fei Fan speculated based on A Teng's usual behavior.
Again, A Teng shook his head vigorously, which left Lu Fei Fan puzzled.
“What on earth is going on? If not that, then just roll out of here. I'm busy flirting with these beautiful nurse sisters and sending them subtle signals. I have important matters to attend to,” Lu Fei Fan decided to let this guy fend for himself.
“Wait, wait, wait, Boss, I…” A Teng cried out as he clung to Lu Fei Fan's thigh, who was about to stand up.
“Then hurry up. You have three seconds to explain,” Lu Fei Fan said, sitting back down to wait for him to gather his thoughts.
“Last night, you made me drink that D-Level Gene Solution with Da Li, right?” A Teng began, recalling the events from the start. “Then you tried it too, and I thought I was going to waste that potion. Nothing happened, no abilities manifested. I felt really down about it, and the more I thought about it, the more upset I got, so I had a bit to drink and then logged onto the Virtual Network…”
“Get to the point!” Lu Fei Fan kicked him lightly, unable to tolerate his storytelling style any longer.
A Teng continued, “So I got drunk in the middle of the night and fell asleep. When I woke up in the early morning to use the bathroom, I found… I found…”
“What did you find?” Lu Fei Fan asked.
“I found that my… thing was gone!” A Teng lowered his voice and glanced around to see if anyone else had overheard.
“Ah!?” Lu Fei Fan immediately stood up, looking at A Teng with a strange expression.
A Teng felt uncomfortable under his gaze and hurriedly explained, “Just let me finish!”
Lu Fei Fan sat back down, ready to hear him out.
“So while I was in the bathroom, I was thinking about what it would be like if I didn’t have a… you know. And just as I looked up, I realized I had turned into a woman! And not a bad-looking one at that! Then when I looked down, my… ancestor was missing! I rushed over to see you, and after a while, I turned back into myself.” A Teng said with a mix of laughter and tears.
Lu Fei Fan's eyes lit up. Could it be…?
"In that moment in the room, I screamed and almost got discovered by my dad. Luckily, I was clever enough to pretend that my girlfriend was actually me in disguise as a girl." A Teng felt a wave of panic wash over him at the thought of his father finding out that his son, who was supposed to be a man, had turned into a woman. It would be such a shocking and terrifying revelation!
"Well, that's quite interesting," Lu Fei Fan said, stroking his chin with an evil grin. "Next time you turn into a girl, remember to let Big Niu and me have some fun first, heh heh..."
Just the thought of Niu Dali drooling and rushing at him, combined with the image of this pervert looming over him, made A Teng cross his arms in front of himself, shivering in fear.
"Boss, please spare me," A Teng pleaded with a near-crying tone. "Actually, before this, I woke up in the middle of the night and found myself turned into a pig. I thought I was dreaming and went back to sleep. Then I saw a stray dog and somehow turned into a female dog, chased by several male dogs for four or five streets before I changed back. I was about to break down... Boss, you have to think of something! What if I really can't turn back into a man? I mean, I look pretty good as a woman. Just thinking about being ravished by men makes me want to bang my head against the wall..."
"Then just stay as a pig," Lu Fei Fan replied irresponsibly.
"Woohoo, Boss! Can you really bear to see a handsome and upright young man like me turn into a pig? How will I serve you in the future? How will I chase girls or enjoy good food?"
"Get lost. Someone like you should have been eradicated long ago," Lu Fei Fan kicked him away. Just as A Teng was about to lunge back at him, he waved his hand dismissively and said, "Alright... I think I have an idea of what's going on." He then smirked wickedly while stroking his chin.
"Huh?" A Teng seemed to see hope and immediately looked up at him. "Boss, as long as you can help me keep my precious part intact, I'm willing to go through fire and water for you!"
"Scram..."
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