I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 41 - 37: The 3rd Slumber Evolution!

Chapter 41: Chapter 37: The 3rd Slumber Evolution!

If I ever need to use a weapon.

I’m not talking about flashy treasures like the Sea-Calming Needle Iron, Lotus Silk Cloud Shoes, Golden Armor, or Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown.

At least this 200-pound battle drum’s bronze hammer is definitely not enough.

Chen Yun casually swung the 200-pound battle drum’s bronze hammer in his hand and couldn’t help but think so.

He now literally put himself in Sun Monkey’s shoes and stood at the same thinking angle.

Using this kind of thing as a weapon.

It really didn’t fit.

It felt too light, as if it lacked substance.

Even to the outside world.

Being able to lift 200 pounds instantly means great strength. Being able to lift 200 pounds for a moment denotes an unusual strongman. Being able to hold 200 pounds for a moment signifies a champion-level competitor at the world’s top sports stage.

But for Chen Yun.

Too light is too light, there’s no denying it.

Swinging it was like waving a hand fan, apart from the loud whooshing there wasn’t anything special.

He had only evolved twice.

In two weeks, he went from a virtually ineffective youth to a monster that found a 200-pound hammer too light.

It was unreasonable.

But that was the fact.

Today, he stood in a completely different place.

The view from here.

Was exceptionally different.

Pondering.

Chen Yun indifferently placed the battle drum’s bronze hammer in the corner of the living room floor.

He glanced at the time.

It was March 11th, a little past eight in the evening.

He opened the short video app and glanced at it, devoid of any intention to keep watching.

Because scrolling through videos had become quite the chore for him.

The principle of videos is to use the residual image in human vision, rapidly switching pictures to create a continuous illusion.

The refresh rate determines the number of images refreshed per second.

For Chen Yun, who was now increasingly adept at navigating the Transparent World, the frame rate of videos was gradually unable to keep up with his eyesight.

Most videos.

Now seemed almost like a series of images shifting frame by frame to him.

He had to deliberately suppress his vision, or find some high refresh rate videos to watch comfortably.

Otherwise, it felt like watching a PowerPoint presentation.

So.

Unless the video was particularly interesting, most short videos were not captivating enough for Chen Yun anymore.

This indirectly contributed to Chen Yun cutting down on watching short videos.

Thinking.

Chen Yun decided he might as well go ahead and make his daily record now.

First, he skillfully lay down on the floor.

Starting his daily trial of extreme count standard push-up tests.

His standard push-ups.

Ensured every single one was done exactly right, with a consistent duration and without any intervals.

Under such strict requirements, not many people in the world could do a lot.

In less than ten minutes.

Chen Yun, gasping for air, slowly climbed up from the ground and about ten seconds later, he looked as if he hadn’t been tired at all.

He opened the notes app on his old phone.

Flipped to the last page of "Online Literature Creation Ideas," and like always, began a new entry.

[Thirteenth record: 2024.3.11 (second day of the second lunar month)]

[1. Extreme count standard push-ups: 5100.]

[2. If there’s ever a need for weapons, it’s best to customize one with a heavier weight.]

[3. Video frame rates can’t keep up with my vision, but it can be managed with some intentional control.]

Writing this.

Chen Yun squinted at the densely packed content now recorded in the notes.

Unconsciously.

It had been nearly two weeks since he transformed.

The content of the notes was already quite extensive.

Compared to the excitement, helplessness, confusion, and anxiety of the first week.

To be honest.

Since the second slumber evolution, he had been indulging in play.

While this was to control variables and experiment with how physical training might impact the slumber evolution and to gain a deeper understanding of the slumber evolution mechanism.

Deep within himself.

He often felt like he was possibly wasting this unanticipated gift.

I always feel as if I’m wasting time.

It’s a thought-provoking question.

Time is a limited resource, and people always expect a result within it.

Unconsciously.

The ability of the Transparent World spread as he thought.

The noise of the world entered his ears.

A girl, anxious about her figure, struggled with the hesitation of whether to order a late-night snack.

A boy, clutching his cellphone, awaited a reply to the message he’d sent.

A child, sharing their feelings with someone nearby, sought comfort and agreement from their friend.

Friends, rarely gathered together, discussed their individual situations with each other.

...

Countless ordinary lives.

Revealed every detail in Chen Yun’s perception.

Chen Yun couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.

He wasn’t laughing at everyone.

He was, rather, scoffing at his own feeling of wasting time.

When had he become so sentimental?

Surely, the physical transformation had brought too many direct and indirect impacts?

Chen Yun understood, it was inevitable.

Material determines consciousness.

The changes in the body inevitably brought about a variety of new changes in thought.

Thinking,

Chen Yun turned his head to look at the night sky outside the window.

Not many stars.

But there was still one twinkling.

That was the North Star, which most of the time shone brightly in the night sky.

Looking at such a sky,

Chen Yun couldn’t help but think of his younger self.

Back then,

He never felt he was wasting time.

He would watch ants move house and look forward to rocks sprouting flowers.

Whether it was boring or impossible things, they were all part of this complex world.

The world is so wonderful.

Living is the meaning.

Clever people allow themselves to waste time.

With a slight smile,

Chen Yun turned off the notepad and put the old phone into sleep mode.

He turned on the computer, ready to reward himself by playing a game.

He was just about to start a round of CS:GO to dominate some noobs,

When an unfamiliar yet strangely familiar feeling of tiredness suddenly struck him.

Unfamiliar,

Because Chen Yun had gone so long without rest, he’d almost forgotten what sleeping felt like.

Familiar,

Because these days, Chen Yun had undergone two slumber evolutions that profoundly changed him.

This tiredness made his thoughts exceptionally complex at the moment.

Clearly,

This was a new slumber evolution.

But at this moment, unlike the previous two times, he didn’t just fall asleep immediately.

He checked the time on his phone; it was already past midnight, having reached March 12th.

Without any physical training,

It was still once every seven days!

Physical exercise seemed not to affect the timing of the slumber evolution.

Obviously, he could preliminarily determine that his slumber evolution occurred at fixed times.

Once every seven days!

Or, to be precise, once every Tuesday!

After determining such a mechanism, Chen Yun had no time to think about anything else.

While he was still conscious,

He turned on the video recorder he had purchased earlier, positioned it on the bedside table facing him,

Eager to record what happened while he slept.

Then he lay down on the bed,

And let the fatigue take away his consciousness.