I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 183 - 150: The World That Operates at a Snail’s Pace

Chapter 183: Chapter 150: The World That Operates at a Snail’s Pace

After the materials had been brought back.

An art forger who aspired to be a true artist and a beginner trying their hand at art for the first time.

Began to create prolifically.

Jade, agate, yellow pear wood, purple sandalwood, gypsum, marble...

A variety of materials came to life under the creation of the two.

Bai Shi possessed astounding skills, capable of replicating masterpieces that even experts could hardly distinguish.

However, in his heart, there always lurked an unfulfilled dream—to create a true artwork of his own, to have the world remember his name, rather than just being a shadowy imitator.

His hands moved deftly across the canvas, every stroke infused with a longing for genuine art and a reflection on the past.

Yet, seeing Chen Yun engrossed in creation, Bai Shi found himself unconsciously imitating again.

Watching Chen Yun effortlessly sketch and sculpt every line, Bai Shi profoundly understood what it meant to be a genius.

That was the art he yearned for.

He wanted to imitate it.

But then he discovered something astonishing during the process.

That was Chen Yun’s ability to achieve mastery in sculpting from the outset, coupled with an incredibly fast sculpting speed.

Such efficient, high-precision sculpting was like a computer-controlled engraving machine. Each cut was quick and precise, ensuring accuracy while also maintaining a high speed.

Barely catching up,

Bai Shi noticed many finished jade and yellow pear wood ornaments had appeared in front of Chen Yun.

This seemed even faster than a factory producing statues on an assembly line.

Looking at his own half-finished gypsum statue imitating a flying bird, Bai Shi couldn’t help but silently give Chen Yun a thumbs up.

Awesome, respect.

......

Noon, twelve o’clock.

Chen Yun carried a bag of his sculptures in his left hand and a large cardboard box in his right as he returned home.

After casually petting the excited silly dog Bai Jin on its head, Chen Yun gently placed the bag on the table and set the cardboard box on the floor.

He had only intended to bring back some gypsum to make a few experimental sculptures.

But Bai Shi liked the Golden Winged Roc statue he had unconsciously sculpted so much that he insisted Chen Yun leave it behind, no matter what.

And the price,

was allowing him to take back those small ornaments he had sculpted from expensive materials.

Also, Bai Shi gifted him a bunch of precious yellow pear wood and jade as sculpting materials.

After setting these things aside, Chen Yun did not continue sculpting.

After all, he had been sculpting all morning.

Now, it was time for lunch, and his return was naturally to prepare his meal.

As for Bai Shi, that guy had just taken a call and then said he was going out to eat with Sun Huwen.

Chen Yun certainly wouldn’t disturb someone else’s date.

Thinking this,

Chen Yun took out some snake meat slices from the fridge and activated the real-time electromagnetic wave decryption in his mind.

"Good afternoon, dear listeners. This is Sichuan Traffic Broadcasting, bringing you the latest lunchtime traffic updates. Near the Longquan Mountain Tunnel on the route from Shucheng to Yu City, there is slight congestion. We suggest that travelers plan their routes in advance or..."

"Welcome to the Tianfu Voice, your musical companion during this leisurely lunchtime. Let us weave a soulful encounter with melodies during this leisurely midday. We have curated the following tracks, hoping to brighten up your lunchtime..."

Accompanied by the melodious BGM.

Chen Yun’s hands kept moving as he dry-fried the snake meat.

His daily life was always like this.

Ordinary cooking, yet who else could function as a human radio?

In the wok, a chili pepper seed, due to the heat, exploded and splattered at a high speed.

But Chen Yun calmly reached out with the speed of afterimage, precisely pinching the flying chili seed with two fingers.

He calmly tossed it back into the wok.

His face showed no emotion.

This was normal, something to which he had long been accustomed.

Ever since his second evolution, he had been subtly getting used to a life much faster than that of normal people.

Because his brain and body could process information more swiftly, fast-paced events in daily life, such as the speed of balls in sports or fast-moving objects, appeared to move slower to him than they did to ordinary people, giving him more reaction time and space to handle them.

This seemed like a good thing.

Just as he could easily pinch a chili seed, many things became much easier.

But the fact that what seemed like just a second to ordinary people felt like ten seconds to him was more than most could bear.

The whole world seemed to move at a turtle’s pace as if he alone were moving at normal speed.

Initially, this feeling might not be pronounced.

Just slightly off the usual rhythm and beat from everyone else.

However, as he evolved more frequently, each evolution significantly boosted his reaction speed.

This feeling of being out of sync with others’ time flow became increasingly clear.

It wasn’t actually an issue of time flow.

It was just that his reactions were getting faster.

Under its influence,

He needed some adjustment to communicate with ordinary people.

Otherwise, his speech might seem sped-up to others, while theirs seemed slow-motion to him.

This super-fast reaction speed may make others feel pressured, as the instantaneous feedback could make the conversation flow seem unnatural or easily reveal subtle contradictions and non-verbal signals in someone’s speech, affecting the smoothness of social interactions.

For both parties in the dialogue, this sensation is actually quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this change was gradual.

Chen Yun was instinctively able to adapt to and adjust this sense of disparity, skillfully controlling his superhuman response speed.

It didn’t trouble him, nor did it cause him pain.

Under such conditions,

increasing the reaction speed would be a good thing.

While contemplating,

Chen Yun scooped out the stir-fried snake meat from the pan.

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At two o’clock in the afternoon.

After finishing his meal and reading for a while, Chen Yunlai went to Bai’s house to start learning the last course about signal modulation and baseband signal encoding.

These past days, he had almost mastered the relevant fundamental and advanced knowledge.

Today was essentially wrapping things up.

Just in time, after tomorrow’s Tuesday and his seventh evolution, he would interrupt the Killing Intent experiment on the plants that had yielded no results and head to Jiangnan Province for a training session by the sea.

Two weeks had almost passed.

At Bai’s house.

Bai Shi, who had returned right after dinner with Sun Huwen, was teaching Chen Yun, who hardly needed much instruction, while carving a replica of Chen Yun’s morning’s Golden Winged Roc statue with a carving knife.

While busy, he muttered, "So, are you going back to your hometown in Jiangnan Province to stay for good? Is it so sudden?"

Hearing this,

Chen Yun, who was browsing through several articles on his computer suggested by Bai Shi, looked towards Bai Shi, who was busy replicating the statue, and said,

"Yeah, I’ve thought about it for quite a while."

"At the latest, in about five or six days."

He had planned to train at sea about two weeks ago.

After all, as his physical strength continued to increase, training with tungsten steel balls was just a temporary solution, not a long-term plan.

It would be more practical to train at sea.

He and the landlord had agreed to not renew the lease in half a month.

But, Chen Yun had just informed Bai Shi about it today.

"Okay, how about I organize a farewell banquet for you in a few days?"

Bai Shi fell silent for a moment and then stopped his work to speak to Chen Yun.

He didn’t try to hold him back.

Because he sensed the seriousness in Chen Yun’s words.

"Skip the farewell banquet, you guys can come and visit often in the future."

Chen Yun casually flipped through the documents on the computer while declining Bai Shi’s kind offer.

Departures don’t need so much formality.

It’s enough to know we’ll meet again in the future.

He, anyway, disliked such flashy affairs.

"Alright, I’ll come over to eat at your place every day."

Bai Shi replied, managing a serious smile.

However, the carving knife in his hand inadvertently pressed a bit harder, leaving a cut deeper than intended.

The room then fell silent.

Not long after,

Bai Shi’s phone rang, breaking the silence.

"Hello, Xiao Ma, what’s up?"

Bai Shi, seeing that it was a call from Ma Wancheng, who managed the esports hostel for him, directly answered the phone.

"Brother Bai, our first customer has arrived and has been shown to the room right below yours."

Ma Wancheng’s voice wasn’t loud.

However, for Chen Yun sitting nearby, it was exceptionally clear.

He slightly increased the attention he usually maintained in the Transparent World towards the downstairs area.

The next moment, the scene downstairs came into view.

He saw a man who had just finished registering his ID card, leaning on a cane while slipping the ID back into his wallet.

Watching the ID card bearing the name "Li Qiucheng," Chen Yun then withdrew his attention.

Meeting an acquaintance wasn’t strange.

The world is both vast and small.

And with Chen Yun’s memory, he had a high probability of calling almost anyone downstairs an acquaintance.

After all, if everyone Chen Yun’s spiritual perception had scanned and whose details were vividly remembered by his powerful Memory Palace would be considered his acquaintance,

then Chen Yun would know half of Shucheng.

His spiritual power covered a range of 200 meters, and with a powerful Memory Palace that remembered all details,

he could be said to have hundreds of thousands of acquaintances in Shucheng.

This isn’t an exaggeration—merely the plain truth.

Therefore, the presence of someone familiar around him didn’t stir Chen Yun’s heart.

Compared to this,

he was more concerned about the seventh evolution that would arrive after midnight tonight.