Chapter 013: I Came in My Own Car

“Natural energy? Low-level teleportation? What are these things?” Li Huan was thoroughly overwhelmed. Was this so-called “Super Transformation System” simply too monstrous? Not only could it change his physical abilities, but it could also absorb natural energy, and even grant supernatural skills like teleportation?

However, thinking about his current predicament, Li Huan found himself somewhat consoled. If he could be changed from an ordinary man into such an adorable little girl, then truly anything was possible. What else could there be that he could not accept?

“Natural energy is divided into five levels. The lowest is obtained from food; the second level extracts the micro-elements required for life from the air, which are then converted into energy via the bloodstream. The third level draws energy directly from living beings. The fourth involves absorbing energy from rare, spiritually-endowed objects. The highest level of natural energy comes from supernatural lifeforms. The system will then automatically convert this energy…”

“So, there are other supernatural beings in this world?” Li Huan frowned, sensing that this information was not necessarily good news for him.

“Supernatural abilities have always existed. They are a frontier technology studied by major powers as a reserve for national strength. This Super Transformation System is the first-generation product developed independently by our nation!”

“What? Domestic-made?” Li Huan’s heart suddenly tightened. As much as he supported national brands, when it came to something that concerned his very life, using a domestic product made him inexplicably uneasy.

The system’s usually measured tone suddenly became righteously indignant. “The primary requirement for using this product is patriotism. The system is equipped with a patriotism protocol: if the host changes nationality or betrays the country, as punishment, the host will be transformed into Sister Feng. This program has been authorized by Sister Feng herself; there is no infringement of portrait rights!”

“Damn! So Sister Feng is truly a national strategic asset, the very embodiment of supernatural contradictions!” Li Huan exclaimed sincerely, wondering how Sister Feng was faring in America these days.

“Correct. Sister Feng is an important strategic reserve for our country and has been deployed for undercover work in America!”

“My titanium alloy Sharingan eyes can hardly believe it! Who would have thought Sister Feng was so patriotic!” Li Huan thought of her with sudden admiration. “By the way, what exactly is this low-level teleportation skill you mentioned?”

“Low-level teleportation is a beginner skill. Both the speed and distance of teleportation are limited by the system’s energy reserves. Each use consumes at least fifty energy points, but the speed and distance can be increased by expending more points. This skill is permanent and will grow stronger as the host’s level increases.”

…

After this conversation, Li Huan had gained a basic understanding of the Super Transformation System’s capabilities. If what the system said was true, it really was heaven-defying. The teleportation skill alone was enough to crush all competition. Still, Li Huan couldn’t help but wonder: why must he transform? What was the point?

Of course, once he experienced the benefits of the system, he never questioned it again. It was, without exaggeration, the ultimate weapon for picking up girls!

Fortunately, his earlier worries were resolved—he no longer feared losing his manhood. So, after admiring his new, alluring body in the mirror once again, both strange and familiar, he dove into bed without hesitation. Before long, moans of pleasure echoed from under the covers.

When Li Huan woke up the next morning, he suddenly felt the pressure on his chest had lessened. Blinking sleepily for a moment, a sudden realization jolted him upright. He reached down to check himself, and, feeling the reassuring fullness and firmness, he finally exhaled deeply.

“It’s back again!” he sighed with relief, then cheerfully trotted off to wash up.

Examining himself in the mirror, he discovered that the wound on his arm from yesterday had completely healed, leaving only a faint reddish line—barely noticeable unless you looked closely. Yesterday, becoming a little girl had been so shocking that he’d scarcely noticed his injuries. Now he was amazed: could the transformation system heal wounds on its own?

This was an unexpected surprise. If the system was really this powerful, wouldn’t he be invincible? Perhaps even after being hacked to pieces, he could respawn at full health! If that were true, he’d never have to fear that chubby troublemaker again. Of course, he wasn’t quite brave enough to test that theory.

Returning to his bedroom, Li Huan picked up his phone and saw dozens of missed calls—two from Xiao Yu, the rest from Senior Sun Fei.

He called Xiao Yu back first, assuring her that he was fine. He considered calling Sun Fei, but decided against it, sending her a text instead to let her know he was safe.

Sun Fei must have been busy, as she didn’t reply right away. Bored, Li Huan glanced at his scorched computer desk, shook his head, threw on a shirt, and stepped out the door.

The living room was empty, containing only a somewhat worn sofa and an old-fashioned television—he wasn’t even sure it worked. The whole room seemed covered in dust, though the floor was spotless, which suggested Su Dieyi must clean it regularly.

Li Huan instinctively glanced at Su Dieyi’s bedroom door. Recalling yesterday, he couldn’t help but smirk. He never expected his roommate would turn out to be such a beautiful girl. Unfortunately, after last night’s incident, he was probably branded a pervert in her heart.

He was about to leave, still lost in thought, when he heard a key turn in the lock. The door to Su Dieyi’s room opened, revealing her lovely, delicate face.

She poked her head out, hair casually piled atop her head, her slender neck exposed, a few damp strands clinging to her cheeks as if she’d just finished an intense workout. The effect made her exquisitely beautiful face seem all the more free and spirited.

“Good morning!” Li Huan forced a smile, considering whether to go over and chat, and perhaps thank her for helping replace his door.

But before he could take a step, Su Dieyi’s expression changed. Her dainty nose wrinkled as she snapped, “Shameless!” and then she ducked back, slamming the door shut with a bang.

Li Huan curled his lip. How was he shameless? He was only trying to greet her! Women really were mysterious creatures—their moods changed faster than the pages in a book, and never repeated!

After Li Huan left, Su Dieyi cracked open her door again and tiptoed out, glancing toward his room with a furrowed brow. “Strange, wasn’t there another girl? Why didn’t she come out too?”

One had to admit, sometimes women’s curiosity surpassed men’s. Su Dieyi waited a while, but hearing nothing, she walked to Li Huan’s door, pressed her ear against it, and listened. There was nothing—no sign of anyone inside.

“Hmph, all men are no good!” She gave his door a little punch, as if venting her irritation, then spun around on her tiptoes, dancing lightly through the living room. Her slender, supple figure seemed to float, her movements graceful and nimble. When she swayed her hips, her body’s exaggerated curves formed two alluring S-shapes, unconsciously stirring a man’s most primitive desires.

She had only danced for five or six minutes when a sudden sound came from the entrance. Su Dieyi stopped at once, listening carefully. Not hearing the sound of a key in the lock, she relaxed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and walked barefoot to the door. Looking through the peephole, her face lit up with joy, and she flung the door open.

Standing outside was a slender, sexy girl in a tight short-sleeved T-shirt, the fabric stretched over her full chest, forming two bowl-like curves. The low neckline revealed a deep, enticing cleft. Even Su Dieyi couldn’t help but gape in surprise, and when she saw the girl’s long, shapely legs and the miniskirt barely covering her hips, she almost gasped out loud.

“Piggy, why are you dressed like this?” Su Dieyi poked her head outside, checked that no one was around, then quickly pulled her friend inside. Circling around to check her out, she rolled her eyes, exclaiming, “Are you an exhibitionist? Your butt is almost showing! Aren’t you afraid of perverts peeping?”

“Tch, I drove my own car, so what?” Piggy boasted, tapping her nose arrogantly. Suddenly her expression changed. She dragged Su Dieyi aside, pointed at Li Huan’s bedroom, and whispered, “Have you two moved in together?”

“Live together, your head! You’re the one moving in with him!” Su Dieyi retorted.

“It’s been a month and you still haven’t made any progress?” Piggy pursed her lips, unconvinced. She circled Su Dieyi, then suddenly pinched her on the butt, grinning roguishly. “No reason at all! With a butt this perky, even if your chest isn’t as big as mine, it’s still decent, and your face is so tempting. If you just acted a little flirty, even I’d want to tease you. No way Li Huan could resist! Don’t tell me he likes men?”

“Get lost! You’re the one being flirty! I’ve only seen him a few times, besides…” But Su Dieyi stopped herself, unwilling to let her blabbermouth friend know she’d actually seen Li Huan’s behind, though it wasn’t intentional.

“Besides what? Tell me—did Li Huan peek at you while you showered?” Piggy’s face was full of gossip, her babyish cheeks soft and charming—a first-class beauty, but also the queen of busybodies.

“Of course not!” Su Dieyi protested. Her room had no private bath, but she always locked the door tightly when showering.

“Oh!” Piggy exclaimed with sudden realization. Just as Su Dieyi heaved a sigh of relief, Piggy added something that nearly made her snap. “Then you must have peeked at him! So, how’s his figure? Is his little buddy really big?”

“Piggy... go to hell!” Su Dieyi finally lost it, lunging at Piggy with claws out. The two beauties immediately tumbled together in a playful scuffle.