I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 180 - 148: Who is the living Michael Angelo?

Chapter 180: Chapter 148: Who is the living Michael Angelo?

After playing Go with three not so impressive Professional Ninth Ranks, Chen Yun spent some time with the highest difficulty level 9 AI.

The ultimate feeling was...

Go is really interesting!

Those three real-life Ninth Ranks, and the Level 9 AI which could be comparable when at full capacity, both could be said to have some standard.

Chen Yun, using the Go skills he had learned in three days, couldn’t say he dominated every game, but he barely managed to win each time.

However, as he played several rounds with the highest intensity Level 9 AI, he quickly grasped and learned during the matches, thus increasingly feeling that the value of those matches was rapidly declining.

Gradually,

it seemed that even this level of intensity was barely satisfying him anymore.

After playing for a while, Chen Yun went out to exercise as arranged in his short-term plan.

April 8th, 7 o’clock in the morning.

Having written quite a few words, Chen Yun stopped his work, opened the Shunfeng public account on his mobile phone, and started checking the status of the express delivery he sent out yesterday.

[2024.4.7: The express delivery was sorted at the Changxing Transfer Station in Shucheng, ready to be sent to the Jiangnan Dan Yang Transfer Station.]

Looking at this freight information, Chen Yun did a quick online search for the location of the Changxing Transfer Station.

It was about thirty kilometers away from him, and it hadn’t left Shucheng yet.

The thirty kilometers were ten times further than the three kilometers from Hua Xi Hospital.

But even so,

Chen Yun could still feel where the half-piece of handkerchief was, still perceive the ethereal super visual-range perception connection in his mind.

Clearly,

thirty kilometers was far from the limit.

Chen Yun was quite looking forward to finding out how far the limit of the super visual-range perception could be.

Thinking this, he opened the refrigerator, took out a glass bottle of snake soup, and expertly began to warm it up using his thermal sight.

Then he drank it down without fear of burning his mouth.

Compared to the previous snake soups, the one Chen Yun tried this time felt very different.

Yesterday afternoon, when he went to send the express delivery, he also brought back the induction stove he ordered online, and this snake soup was made on it.

Previously, he felt that dishes prepared on a gas stove inevitably had the smell of gas, which was annoying to his extremely sensitive sense of smell.

So, he bought an induction stove online.

But using the induction stove gave a completely different feeling than the gas stove. The smell of gas was indeed gone, but controlling the heat precisely became more difficult.

Most of the dishes he made last night had some changes because he couldn’t finely control the heat.

Only the soup didn’t require such meticulous control of the heat; therefore it wasn’t affected after eliminating the influence of gas.

Satisfied after drinking the snake soup,

Chen Yun opened the door and walked to the next-door Bai Shi’s house.

He had already decided yesterday that he would set aside some time in the morning for telekinesis training to create more items encased in spiritual power patina.

After pondering for a while, Chen Yun decided to learn some carving skills from Bai Shi and make more intricate trinkets to be encased in spiritual power patina.

Thinking this, Chen Yun knocked on the door.

A sleepy Bai Shi opened the door, looking somewhat helplessly at Chen Yun and said, "Isn’t it not even afternoon yet?"

He had been delighted in his dreams for two days without giving lessons to Chen Yun, only to be pulled out of them again because of him.

"I’m looking for a top-notch sculptor, preferably one who can beat anyone in the world."

"Can you introduce one to me?"

Chen Yun looked at the wilted Bai Shi, saying with implied depth, without bluntly stating his intention to understand more about carving.

"Cough cough, wait a moment."

Upon hearing this, Bai Shi cleared his throat, and his gaze seemed to clear up in an instant.

After saying that,

he turned back into his room, opened the bedroom door, then closed it and rushed in.

Chen Yun entered the living room and sat down, quietly waiting.

In less than two minutes,

Bai Shi walked out with a smile, dressed in a suit and shoes.

The suit was tailored meticulously, and although he had a full figure, the suit cleverly outlined his unique body shape, neither tight nor loose, displaying a sense of confidence and ease.

However, it seemed the bottom half wasn’t changed in time; he was still wearing the flowery underwear he had on when he answered the door.

Clearly, in his eagerness to respond to Chen Yun, Bai Shi had hurried.

He sat down on the couch and puffed out his chest towards Chen Yun, all without saying a word.

Chen Yun smiled and uncooperatively pretended to be puzzled, tilting his head.

This made Bai Shi stare with bigger eyes, then he quickly got up, pointed at the half-carved plaster sculpture in the middle of the living room, and then at himself.

The meaning couldn’t be more obvious.

"You mean..."

"You are the world’s top sculptor?"

Chen Yun raised an eyebrow, his voice intentionally full of doubt.

This made Bai Shi blow up, and sitting on a small stool in front of Chen Yun, he said earnestly, "Who in the worldly society doesn’t know my name? Everyone says I have the hands of a Magician and a heart that can see the essence of all things! Let me tell you..."

Next,

Bai Shi began a long lecture.

In Italy Florence, he once stood in front of Michael Angelo’s statue of David, studying each muscle line and facial detail closely, trying to replicate this classic with Marble and incorporating subtle modern aesthetic changes.

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