49. He'd Con a Few Thousand Yuan Out of Him~

"Hopefully... she didn't pull another stunt, right?"

Lin Fan had checked himself over the moment he returned from transmigration. He hadn't found anything wrong, except... his clothes had been changed?

The guy pulled up his waistband and took a look. Mm... **they had been changed too.

But his little brother was still there.

"Thank goodness. She didn't go too far. But she even changed my underwear? This Tigress, ahem, ahem... is that really okay?"

"She said she wouldn't let me change her clothes, yet she changed mine?"

At that moment, Lin Fan suddenly felt that he'd been cheated.

Cheated big-time!!!

Wasn't everyone talking about gender equality these days? Why could she change my clothes when I couldn't change hers? Wasn't this blatant discrimination and a double standard?

"No way. I have to find a chance to make up for what I lost!"

The guy ground his teeth furiously.

Then he opened his phone and found the video Qi Zixiao had left behind.

In the video, "himself" faced the camera and spoke leisurely.

"Have you made any progress on what I asked you to investigate before—how to get to the Cultivation World?"

And then...

Nothing!

Lin Fan went through both phones again and discovered that there really was nothing else. There was only that one sentence.

"This..."

He leaned back against the sofa and rolled his eyes. "Where am I supposed to find the Cultivation World? In novels, people just take an interstellar Teleportation Array. Does Earth even have one of those?"

Lin Fan was highly skeptical.

But he also felt that maybe it did!

After all, if Earth truly had no connection whatsoever to the Cultivation World, then what were all those myths passed down from ancient times—the gods, demons, and monsters?

But for now, those existences were still far too distant from him. Finding them would be incredibly difficult.

"For now, I should just live my own life properly and look after the people around me."

That was what Lin Fan thought...

When rich, aid the world; when poor, cultivate virtue in solitude.

Of course, "rich and poor" didn't refer only to money. The problem was that he was currently so poor he could hear the wind whistle through his pockets, and he didn't have any earth-shaking strength either!

Although he had learned from the image Qi Zixiao left behind that he had cultivated the Waterflow Body, he had only just entered the door.

Besides, in the Cultivation World, the Waterflow Body really couldn't be considered any profound technique.

"Waterflow Body... a technique suited to women and... sissies." Lin Fan muttered, the corner of his mouth twitching repeatedly. "So that's why my skin got so good."

"Then what I need to do next is test my physical qualities, right?"

However one put it, he was now a half-baked Body Refinement Cultivator. He ought to gain a comprehensive understanding of his own strength.

Otherwise... he could easily pull some ridiculous stunt.

After thinking it over,

Lin Fan ran to the kitchen and took out a fruit knife.

After pondering for a moment, the guy gritted his teeth. "At worst, it'll just leave a cut. What am I scared of? Come on!"

He lightly drew the fruit knife across his arm.

The blade's icy touch was perfectly clear, but after it passed over his skin, not a single wound appeared. His skin remained smooth as ever.

"Damn, that's awesome! o(￣▽￣)ｄ!!"

The fruit knife's edge was far from dull. Back when Lin Fan used to cut little apples, this very thing had made him bleed like a faucet!

"I'll try using a little more force..."

He tested it again, estimating that he had used about thirty percent of his strength.

This time, he felt obvious pain, but he still endured it.

He then discovered a clear white mark where the blade had passed, but he was still uninjured.

Next, he tested fifty percent of his strength...

This time, he was finally injured. A cut opened in his skin, but it didn't bleed. Clearly, only the outer layer had been damaged.

"My strength should be several times that of an ordinary person. If I used a sharp fruit knife with roughly fifty percent of my strength and still didn't bleed, then an ordinary person wielding a normal blade or sword should have a pretty hard time hurting me."

Lin Fan now had a relatively clear understanding of his "flesh's" defensive power.

"But I still can't get too reckless."

"All I can say is that I should be able to withstand blows from ordinary blades and swords. But I'd still feel pain, and if someone stabbed me with a sharp weapon, I might not be able to block it..."

Should he try seeing whether a sharp thrust could pierce him?

Lin Fan wasn't that stupid. He wasn't about to buy a dagger and stab himself.

What if he poked a hole in himself?

Now that he had a general understanding of his defense, the next thing was speed!

Using his phone's stopwatch, and taking advantage of the fact that it was working hours and there weren't many people nearby, Lin Fan found a quiet street. After estimating the distance, he sprinted at full speed and ultimately concluded that he could run a hundred meters in about five seconds...

"Nearly twice as fast as the world record!?"

Lin Fan's heart leaped!

That result was astonishingly exaggerated. If he entered a track-and-field competition, wouldn't he be able to win gold medals until his hands went numb?

What a pity. He couldn't do that.

With such an abnormal result, it would be hard not to attract attention.

"What about strength, then?"

"Should I go to a gym and test it?"

"Forget it. The gym costs money. Why don't I just go move bricks? I can estimate my strength that way too."

With that thought, the guy happily sent Liu Dezhu a message. After confirming that the construction site still needed workers, he ran over.

Then...

"Hiss?!!!"

"Holy crap, five bricks?!"

"That has to be nearly four hundred pounds, right? And he's carrying them like they're toys?!"

"Where did the foreman find this monster? Is that even human? Could he be Li Yuanba reincarnated?!"

"Maybe he's a descendant of Xiang Yu?"

"Um, why do I feel like he can keep going? Carrying five bricks looks so easy. Easier than carrying one for me..."

All the other brick carriers were dumbfounded!

The strongest among them could carry only two bricks, and even then, he couldn't keep it up for long.

But Lin Fan?

He carried five at once as if he were playing around. Not only did he stride along briskly, he made trip after trip...

When someone else carried one brick, a round trip took three to five minutes. But Lin Fan ran at full speed, completing each round trip in less than two minutes!

"Did he really come here to carry bricks?!"

Old Third couldn't take it anymore. "He's obviously here to snatch our money!"

Everyone came back to their senses when they heard that.

Wasn't he just here to snatch their money?

He was so fast and carried so much. Once he finished, what would they carry?!

Someone's thoughts began to turn. "Why don't we... teach him a lesson?"

Everyone: "(ˉ_￣~)"

"Teach him a lesson? What color are we showing him? Yellow?"

"I think that's a great idea. You go ahead. I'll cheer you on..."

"What the hell do you mean, give him some color? I don't want to die yet."

"Actually, we don't necessarily have to beat him up to teach him a lesson. In today's society, when it comes to fighting, whoever lies down first is the winner. We could just con a few thousand yuan out of him. If each of us got a few thousand, that'd be...?"

"..."

Everyone fell silent, apparently tempted and considering whether the plan was feasible.

"I'll con a few thousand yuan out of you first!"

At that moment, an angry curse rang out.