Night.
Inside a residential building.
Zhang Feng was lying on the bed watching videos, when he stumbled upon an ad for a game.
(A brand new breakthrough game, as long as you're destined to survive, no need to spend money! Come and experience it now!)
No game screen displayed, no dynamic background music.
Only a pitch-black background with simple text.
Zhang Feng was taken aback, then looked at the likes and comments.
All zeros and zeros.
"I like playing games, but you don't even have a promotional screen, isn't this too frugal?"
Zhang Feng shook his head mentally, just about to swipe away.
The above advertisement text suddenly disappeared.
[You have agreed to download this game]
[Protagonist: Zhang Feng]
[Honor level: 0]
[You are about to enter the adventure world]
[Type: Beginner Trial, Survival]
[Task: Survive for 48 hours]
[Identity: Fitness Enthusiast]
[Note: Identity is related to the honor level]
The words slowly disappeared.
Zhang Feng hadn't reacted yet when he felt his mind go hazy.
...
Opening his eyes, the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window shone in.
This was a somewhat messy office.
Lowering his head.
Zhang Feng looked at his wheat-colored forearm revealed by the short sleeves, this body belonged to a fitness enthusiast.
And some fitness experience surged into Zhang Feng's mind.
Along with an introduction about this body.
[Age: 27]
[Constitution: 15 (Normal person: 10)]
[Bone Root: 1 (0)]
[Spirit Root: 0 (0)]
"Is this still domestically?"
Zhang Feng was a bit dazed, not yet clear about the situation, when he heard a low growl.
Roar~
On the desk three meters ahead, a two-meter-sized feline creature was preparing to pounce.
It looked like a mix of a tiger and a leopard, but even more menacing.
Drip—
Its saliva dripped onto the ground from its sharp teeth.
It greedily eyed Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng also looked at it.
"Gulp..."
Zhang Feng swallowed in slight fear.
At the same time, a few lines of text appeared again before Zhang Feng's eyes.
[Please choose your first enhancement]
[1: Business Acumen +7]
[2: Constitution Growth]
[3: Reaction Speed -0.003 seconds]
The monster was right in front, Zhang Feng didn't have time to think over why he was here, and instinctively chose [2]
Constitution Growth!
In games, growing and developing is definitely the right choice.
Zhang Feng instinctively chose it.
[Constitution Growth: Common entry]
[Effect: Immediately gain 1 point of constitution (10 pounds of strength), and for every hour survived, constitution +1]
A fitness enthusiast's constitution is 15.
Adding 1 point makes it 16.
A one-fifteenth improvement!
Zhang Feng just felt a warm current flowing to every corner.
Strength!
Zhang Feng felt invigorated.
Hoo—
At this time, words appeared once more.
Meanwhile, the monster pounced head-on.
[According to all your memories, and this choice, evaluating...]
[Your survival chance in this adventure world is: 0%]
"Evaluation?" Zhang Feng didn't look closely at these, only focusing on the approaching monster.
Its head was larger than a human's head.
Its open mouth could completely envelop an adult man's throat.
Facing such a fierce monster, even with recent reinforcement, Zhang Feng suddenly felt instinctive fear, subconsciously retreating half a meter.
Pooch—
The monster's sharp teeth snapped Zhang Feng's throat, knocking Zhang Feng down.
Strong limbs pressed against Zhang Feng's chest and hands.
Zhang Feng struggled painfully for a few seconds, then everything went black.
[You have 4 more chances in this world]
...
Opening his eyes, the sunset shone in.
This was a somewhat messy office.
The monster was eyeing Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng looked at it.
"Screw you, beast!"
Zhang Feng, with red eyes, lunged first.
The fear and death from a few seconds ago made Zhang Feng's blood boil.
"Roar!" The monster, seeing the prey charge first, was startled and stepped back half a step, then also pounced.
Facing the pouncing monster.
Zhang Feng suddenly calmed, hurriedly glancing at the options.
[1: Constitution +12]
[2: Charm +1]
[3: Intermediate Fighting Memory]
Zhang Feng only had time to choose 'Constitution'.
No time to see subsequent evaluation.
Hoo—
The monster was almost upon him.
Zhang Feng knew it aimed for his throat, dodged slightly to the side.
At the same time, Zhang Feng's broad hand palm moved towards its head.
This time it's 15+12
27 in constitution!
What does this mean?
It's at least a burst of 270 pounds of force!
Not like the previous 15+1.
Zhang Feng felt confident.
Bang—
However, the monster, weighing over 290 pounds, first collided with Zhang Feng's side.
Zhang Feng was knocked off balance, his chest tight, body slightly off the ground.
Due to an unstable posture, the palm also missed the mark.
Soaring—
Zhang Feng flew backwards, landing seated on the ground.
The monster leapt, propelling itself off its hind legs, pouncing at Zhang Feng.
Poosh—
Throat pierced.
Just before consciousness faded, Zhang Feng glanced at the evaluation.
[Chance: 0%]
...
[3 more chances]
Office.
The monster looked at Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng looked at the monster crazily.
[1: Lifespan of the current body +50 days]
[2: Vision +0.1]
[3: Constitution +10]
Since resurrection is possible, let's continue choosing strength!
Here we go again!
Zhang Feng knew its attack moves now.
As long as it follows the script, he should be able to attack it.
Phew—
The monster charged just like the previous two times.
Zhang Feng foresaw it, tilting his head to dodge.
Then came the predicted collision.
Zhang Feng barely dodged the collision by twisting his body, his palm continuing towards its body.
Swish!
The monster swung its tail mid-air, whipping towards Zhang Feng with greater speed.
Zhang Feng's neck was struck, his pupils shook, and he was thrown off balance.
The monster cunningly used the leftover momentum to subtly adjust its posture.
Zhang Feng grabbed at thin air.
The monster successfully leapt to the ground ahead and instinctively turned back to bite, preventing Zhang Feng from chasing.
Zhang Feng didn't chase because he felt dizzy.
He had no idea how to fight.
At this moment.
Human and monster were less than half a meter apart.
It became a restart of the battle.
'There's no script anymore...'
Zhang Feng felt the burning pain on his neck, feeling uncertain about the bare-handed fight.
Swiftly, he scanned the room, spotting the nearest stool three meters away by the office desk.
The next second.
The monster lunged, and Zhang Feng, having moved half a meter toward the desk, was knocked down from behind.
Zhang Feng knew it was over, so he glanced at the evaluation before dying.
[Survival 0%]
...
[2 chances remaining]
Office.
The monster looked at Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng calmly looked at the text.
[1: Intermediate Fighting Memory]
[2: Digestion and absorption capacity +50 grams]
[3: Constitution +11]
Another growth-like attribute appeared.
Digestion and absorption.
[Effect: Your digestion and absorption capacity is enhanced, allowing you to intake more energy per meal]
This world only lasts 48 hours, so it's probably useless.
Zhang Feng quickly skipped over it and looked at Constitution.
Having strength alone isn't very useful.
The monster's hunting instinct can't be suppressed just by predicting moves a few times.
What if it changes its tactics again?
Strength can also be ruled out for now.
Moreover, the remaining resurrection chances are few; he can't keep testing moves.
1.
Zhang Feng chose Fighting Memory.
If the monster's instinct is purely hunting technique.
Then human combat skills are naturally another effective hunting method.
This time...
It's hunting versus 'hunting!'
[Intermediate Fighting Memory: Common entry]
[Effect: Randomly gain 'muscle memory' of a modern fist skill]
[Fist Skill: Intermediate Eight Trigrams Palm mastery (upgradeable through practice)]
[Note: After choosing memory, if the adventurer dies again, the chance to re-select will not be returned, instead it will respawn at the save point after this memory selection]
Boom!
After choosing Fighting Memory, the timeline seemed frozen.
Zhang Feng also felt as if his muscles were being refined by a mysterious flame.
His Constitution suddenly increased by 2 points.
Phew!
The monster lunged.
Zhang Feng's legs remained still, only slightly tilting his body, reaching out with his left arm from below towards the monster's lower abdomen.
His right hand chopped down towards the monster's neck.
Attack and defense swapped instantly.
Meanwhile.
The monster's body was mid-air, part of it in front of Zhang Feng's chest.
At this moment, the monster's left forelimb grabbed backwards, its sharp claws fending off Zhang Feng's left hand.
Its tail swept again, colliding with Zhang Feng's chopping right hand.
Though Zhang Feng had no plans in mind, the strong muscle memory made his right hand change from a chop to a push, forcefully pushing forward with the monster's leaping momentum.
Thump—
The palm strike landed solidly on its left side abdomen, sending the monster flying off.
Then.
Zhang Feng's foot grounded, turning with force, sprinting towards the door a meter away at his fastest speed.
Quickly opening.
Bang—
Quickly closing.
"Boom!" The monster then slammed into the door.
Zhang Feng had trapped the monster in the office.
Because his fighting instinct told him.
He couldn't win.
Couldn't win at all!
This wasn't a gap in combat experience, but one between Constitution and body structure.
"Although that palm hit the relatively soft waist of the monster, it felt like slapping sturdy fascia."
Zhang Feng flexed his sore wrist,
"Fighting experience tells me that with current combat skills and Constitution, the chances of winning are slim."
"Unless my initial position is near the desk, or another meter closer."
"That way, I could grab the pen from the holder to break its Defense."
Zhang Feng exhaled, leaned against the door, and looked at the evaluation.
[Survival rate: 6%]
"Seems the tactical retreat was right."
6%, way too low.
If I stayed, it would've been another resurrection chance wasted.
Zhang Feng felt the Fighting Memory was extremely useful.
It enabled quick judgment of power disparity and response strategies.
Resting for a few more seconds.
Once Zhang Feng gathered his thoughts, he prepared to inspect the surroundings.
Suddenly, everything went black.
Zhang Feng suddenly jerked up like he was drowsing in school, realizing he was still in his familiar home.
No monster, no options.
He was lying on bed browsing videos.
As if he accidentally fell asleep and had a brief dream.
Uncovering the blanket.
His body hadn't been enhanced, still at the limit of eight-pack abs, the pinnacle of physique.
But the deep fitness knowledge in his mind convinced Zhang Feng.
He had indeed 'traveled' to a fitness enthusiast's body, experiencing extensive fitness.
Moreover, some lingering Eight Trigrams Palm experiences occasionally resurfaced in his mind.
Fully utilizing them would require practice, aligning his muscles with the memory.
Even so, at least there is now a clear direction for effort.
"Was it all real?"
Zhang Feng paused for a few seconds and quickly looked at his phone.
Currently, the text no longer appeared as phone text, but instead floated semi-transparently in his view.