I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 223 - 178: What Will It Be Like After 3000 Evolutions?

Chapter 223: Chapter 178: What Will It Be Like After 3000 Evolutions?

After swiftly moving away from Su Shi Reef,

Chen Yun wasn’t worried about whether his movements would be discovered.

Firstly, the unmanned submersible detector that initially detected him couldn’t make out anything before Chen Yun melted and cut it with a distant blast of thermal sight.

Subsequent attempts to deploy trackers were too late, as Chen Yun had rapidly retreated to the deep sea, leaving no trace to be found.

Secondly, the disputed territory to the west fell within Hua Country’s territorial waters, making it impossible for the opposition to pursue overtly.

Thus, any large-scale, wide-area search operations were unlikely to happen, making such an undertaking as challenging as finding a needle in the ocean.

Lastly, as had been repeatedly mentioned before,

his stature just shy of two meters made him nearly imperceptible in the ocean—akin to finding a needle in a haystack, an iota among the vastness.

If they attempted to pursue him now, they would be faced only with the boundless expanse of the ocean.

This was even harder than finding a needle in the ocean.

When finding a needle in the ocean, at least the needle might sink to the bottom.

But he was mobile; they wouldn’t even know where to start.

Soon, Chen Yun, meandering through various paths, headed northwest towards the edge of Lianqing Stone Fishing ground near Bohai, located north of the Dasha Fishing ground.

Then, he took another turn, planning to follow the Lvsi Fishing ground route back to the coast from where he started.

He needed to be fairly certain that no one could follow him before daring to emerge from the seabed.

During this circuitous route, which also served as practice, the time slowly crept towards early morning, and it was time for today’s data logging.

Chen Yun stopped his movements, allowing himself to sink to the bottom.

He then began his muscle tremor exercise for the day.

Daily extreme tests and data logging were essential.

And since he didn’t need to breathe, he didn’t have to worry about drowning from exhaustion after the intense muscle tremor test.

After completing today’s extreme test, Chen Yun, weakened and sinking, began logging in his Memory Palace:

[The 46th record: 2024.4.13 (the fifth day of the third lunar month)]

[1. Switched to a new training method, high-frequency spontaneous muscle tremors, a dual exercise for mind and body. Current endurance time: 33 seconds. Current personal strength approximates 14 tons.]

[2. Blew up a foreign unmanned submersible detector, the feeling was just... exhilarating!!!]

[3. Planning to establish a shipwreck salvage company—discovered a sunken ship on the seabed. Although devoid of treasures, the adventure and satisfaction were present, and lifting the wreck adds a sense of collectible accomplishment; hence the plan to establish a shipwreck salvage company.]

[4. Time is the most ruthless—perhaps time still restricts me, but after much reflection, I’m not inclined to dwell on it too much. Standing before me now is only the mad Chen Yun who wants to explode everything! Enough said!]

[5. The world beneath the sea is fascinating—planning to engage with various marine beasts more often and train in different oceanic trenches in the future!]

There is no need for more words about the numerous records, but Chen Yun, looking at these 46 records, couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental.

Unintentionally,

it was already the 46th record.

The first and second records were made on February 29, 2024,

which coincides with the 20th day of the first lunar month, precisely the second day after his transformation.

But now, it was already the 46th record.

Based on the standardized method to record once a day, it had been nearly a month.

Maybe because Chen Yun’s structured planning made daily life repetitive and mechanical,

it made time feel like it was passing very quickly.

As our daily activities become habitual and require less thought, we often reduce our proactive awareness of our surroundings and actions. This "autopilot" state diminishes our awareness of the passage of time, making it seem to slip away inadvertently.

Perhaps it was also because Chen Yun had an excellent memory with vivid recollections of the first occasion.

Everything seemed like it happened just yesterday,

leading Chen Yun to marvel briefly at this fleeting month.

But on deeper reflection,

Chen Yun realized that time seemed slow and not necessarily fast.

It was so slow that he felt a slight sense of disconnect with the passage of barely a month.

Was this really just over a month?

Did I do so much in just over a month?

While recovering his strength motionlessly on the seabed for ten seconds, Chen Yun’s thoughts raced unchecked.

Honestly,

he felt he had experienced far too much since his body transformed.

Was this really just over a month?

Could one really experience as much as he did in just over a month?

Not only the slight changes to his body, but he also underwent too much over the month.

From a novice in games, Go, and carving, to becoming a legendary master who excels immediately upon learning.

From lifting barbells in workouts, to engaging in super-long-distance swimming across the ocean that defies human norms.

From his first kill, to calmly killing like a mass murderer.

From the initial confusion when spiritual power emerged, to being able to have out-of-body experiences over vast distances.

From a sharp and perceptive rat killer, to possessing high-temperature thermal sight that tears through everything.

From being somewhat reclusive mentally, to adopting a high and tranquil mindset that equates and disdains all else.

In the past month, more had happened to him than in most people’s entire lifetimes.

This made Chen Yun couldn’t help but feel somewhat emotional.

The future was still very long.

A single month had already been like this, then he didn’t know what he would be like in a year.

In just over a month, he had recorded forty-six data changes and completed seven evolutions. In a year, he could evolve fifty-two times.

Perhaps his idea of being able to calm the storm with one punch would also be realized by then?

And the year after, as well as all the time to follow.

What kind of exciting life would he experience?

What would his future become?

Would he become the ruler of Earth imposing a breathing tax, or a lone wanderer traversing the world to observe all its vicissitudes, or perhaps a challenger of Earth’s nature and the cosmic stars...

Chen Yun didn’t know.

But he understood one thing.

That was that he still had a lot of time, and the future would be infinitely vast.

Even without the ability for longevity, considering his current rate of evolution, he should be able to evolve more than three thousand times in at least sixty to seventy years of life.

He didn’t know what he would be like in that state, nor what kind of future he would have.

Just seven evolutions had brought him this far.

What would he be like after sixty years and more than three thousand evolutions?

That state of himself.

He would probably have reached a completely incomprehensible state and level.

Maybe by then he would be easily molding planets?

Or should it be said that he had absolutely transcended planets, advancing toward a cosmic level of scale?

Chen Yun didn’t know.

But he did realize that his future was truly...

promising!

While Chen Yun was fantasizing about the future.

A purchasing manager who was very eager to advance was lying in bed at home browsing videos.

It was half-past midnight, and Hou Liansheng still hadn’t gone to sleep.

Because he often searched for various gift-giving techniques.

Thus, the short video app, using big data intelligent push, had sent Hou Liansheng a lot of short videos about advanced gift boxes.

Those that appeared overly packaged with only a few bottles of peanut milk and a Moutai bag that couldn’t fit two bottles, in reality, had just enough space left to fit a stack of cash and two carton of Zhonghua cigarettes.

If it had been Hou Liansheng from his high school days, he would have scoffed at it.

But now, he wished he could learn it frame by frame.

One of the intrinsic attributes of people is being social, where there are people, there is a worldly society.

The so-called human relations are not unique to any country, but rather universally present across all human groups.

Don’t think that foreigners don’t play this game.

And Hou Liansheng knew it well, having made so many friends, he managed to climb to his current position as the purchasing manager of a luxury hotel within a few years after graduation.

Although for many people this may not seem like an achievement.

For Hou Liansheng, who considered himself to be of impoverished background, he felt his current level of achievement was quite good.

The position of purchasing manager wasn’t lacking in perks, and his earnings basically satisfied most of his once dire fantasies.

And the reason why he had climbed to this position.

He felt it was inseparable from making many friends.

Regarding Chen Yun, who might be a minor official, he naturally also wanted to foster a close relationship.

So tonight, after getting home, he was still looking for an appropriate gift.

While he was looking.

A message from his friend, the chief cook Old Wu, came through.

Hou Liansheng opened the WeChat chat interface to check the specific message content.

["Combining the public recruitment notices of the past three years and contacting quite a few friends to ask around, in the various administrative regions of Qixi City in these three years, not even a lower staff or clerk shares the same name as your old classmate, let alone the fewer higher positions."]

["Also, I asked a few wealthy businessmen friends, there is no rich businessman who has come to Qixi City recently with the same name as your old classmate."]

["I really went to great lengths, buddy, you owe me another Zhonghua on Monday when you go to work."]

Seeing this series of messages, Hou Liansheng first replied, "Thanks, bro. I’ll definitely bring you a Zhonghua when I go to work."

Then he couldn’t help but silently laugh and clear the still-running short video app from the background.

Old classmate becoming some kind of official...

It turns out he was just overthinking it.

Although there wasn’t much to gain by ingratiating himself now, inviting this old classmate out for a meal today after waking up didn’t seem like a problem.

Sometimes it wasn’t necessary to push away someone just because they held no advantage at the moment; treating someone to a meal wasn’t a loss, and it left a good impression.

Who could say for sure if the other person might rise suddenly in the future?

Thinking this way, Hou Liansheng turned off his phone screen, covered himself with his blanket, and lay down in bed.