Elf

"What's going on?"

Lan Mu examined himself and was instantly shocked.

He had transformed again, and not into the White-haired Lion.

His body felt light and agile, this feeling of being light as a swallow was somewhat similar to the White-haired Lion, but not quite the same; at least, the strength was far from sufficient.

He also felt a special energy within him, but this energy seemed to be suppressed by his surroundings.

He rushed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His face was still his own, but his skin was soft and delicate, his eyes were light green, his ears were pointed and upright, covered in translucent fuzz.

His physique had also become slender, especially his legs, which were thin and long.

His appearance leaned towards the feminine and delicate, so refined it seemed almost fake, as if his face had been Photoshopped.

However, overall, one could still tell it was Lan Mu. This time, he had transformed into a humanoid alien race, so his appearance still retained some of his own features.

The biggest change was his flowing black hair, glossy and dark, falling straight and smooth down his back.

Lan Mu touched his chest and body, letting out a sigh of relief. He was still a man.

No wonder he was startled; this was too much like a transgender Lan Mu.

"My heavens..." Lan Mu sat on the bed, needing to calm down.

Undoubtedly, his transformation ability was not as simple as he thought. The White-haired Lion was just the first, and now he had transformed into something resembling an elf from a novel.

"Transform back into a human! Transform back!"

Lan Mu thought, but his appearance didn't change at all. He nodded; it was as he had guessed.

"Each forced transformation will last for at least seven days, just like the White-haired Lion. If my guess is correct, after seven days, I will be able to freely switch between elf and human forms again."

"As for whether my ability to transform into the White-haired Lion will still exist after seven days, or if it will be overwritten, I can only find out when the time comes."

Lan Mu summarized his abilities based on the information he had.

Primarily, it was the ability to transform into supernatural creatures, inheriting the innate talents of the creature after transforming, but lacking the corresponding knowledge.

The first transformation would forcibly last for seven days. After seven days, he could switch between human form and the transformed state at will. During the transformation process, because the White Orb's energy had cleansed his body, any illnesses or injuries in his human form would be healed and repaired.

The interval between the end of his White-haired Lion transformation and this elf transformation was about seven days. Could it be that he had a forced transformation every seven days?

"No, the forced transformation into the White-haired Lion ended around five or six in the evening, while this transformation into an elf happened at three in the morning. No matter how you calculate it, it's not exactly seven days. I can only determine the interval between transformations when the next new transformation target appears."

Lan Mu looked at his long-haired reflection in the mirror. He had all the potential to be an ultimate cross-dresser; he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Why did it have to be now? Oh well, at least no one saw me. But do I have to stay indoors for seven days? What if Cheng Ming and the others look for me?"

Looking at his appearance, Lan Mu felt troubled. This was the downside of his ability; it transformed him, but it had to be a forced seven days, which was simply annoying.

After some thought, he found scissors, intending to cut off his flowing, long black hair.

But as his hand brushed through his long hair, feeling its smoothness, his heart trembled. He suddenly threw the scissors away, unable to go through with it!

"Damn it! It's just cutting hair! This body, you can't be serious, can you?"

"I refuse to believe it! I endured six days of starvation last time, and I'm going to worry about this?"

Lan Mu steeled himself and, with a snip, cut off his long, straight black hair.

The moment the scissors snipped, he felt tears streaming down his face as if he had lost something precious.

"Wuwuwu... Damn it, I cried over cutting my hair. I'm so wasted."

He slowly calmed himself down and continued to cut his hair in front of the mirror. Although it was cut messily, it was finally short. However, even so, the hair was still about twenty centimeters long. He couldn't bring himself to cut it any shorter.

If he were to cut it into a short, military-style buzz cut, he would probably cry himself unconscious in the bathroom.

But he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although his body instinctively resisted cutting his hair, instinct was still instinct. Once his main consciousness made a firm decision, it could be suppressed.

One of the biggest differences between intelligent life and ordinary animals lies in suppressing their nature. Thus, throughout history, humans have created various rules and regulations to restrain themselves.

Whether it be rituals, benevolence, righteousness, morality, or laws, they are all constructs created by humans to govern themselves.

It's hard to say whether suppressing instinct or releasing one's true nature is better, but if he wanted to leave this room, he absolutely had to suppress the natural instincts of this elf body!

However, he was about to eat his words.

Because he simply couldn't stand how dirty his living space was!

"Heavens, how did I sleep in this environment?"

He first collected the hair he had cut off, tidied it up, and put it into a box.

Then, he put on rubber gloves and began a late-night cleaning spree...

Not long after the cleaning began, the noise clearly disturbed Su Yue. Her hearing was extremely acute, and she was awakened from her sleep.

However, Lan Mu's senses were also incredibly sharp now. Hearing Su Yue putting on clothes and getting out of bed in her room, he immediately said:

"Su Yue, I'm tidying up. Sorry for disturbing you. I'll be quiet, you should go back to sleep. Don't come out." Lan Mu's voice was still his own, but it had become slightly softer, sounding a bit androgynous, but it was harmless. Speaking with a slightly strained voice was fine.

Su Yue had been about to come out. She heard Lan Mu cleaning. Although she didn't know why he was doing this in the middle of the night, she immediately intended to help.

But she was still well-behaved. Since Lan Mu told her not to come out, she wouldn't go against his wishes.

"Understood, Brother Mu. But you should rest early! I'll do this."

She was thinking, Did Brother Mu clean up in the middle of the night while I was sleeping, specifically avoiding me, wanting to tidy up the house so I'd have less to do?

Lan Mu had no idea what Su Yue was thinking; he was purely driven by his cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder to clean in the middle of the night.

He already felt guilty that such a ridiculous thing had disturbed Su Yue's rest, so he absolutely couldn't let Su Yue come out to help.

"It has nothing to do with you, Su Yue, go get some rest! I have my own reasons..."

Su Yue said to Lan Mu through the door, "Brother Mu, thank you for helping me so much. But this is my responsibility. You've already helped me a lot by taking me in. If Brother Mu does my chores while I'm sleeping, then I won't be able to respect myself."

Lan Mu froze, stopped what he was doing, and thought about it, realizing he had hurt Su Yue's pride.

Although this young girl was frail, she had a stubborn personality. He had agreed to hire her to clean and cook, and this was her job. If he, as the boss, finished the work for her, while it might help her in a sense, helping her too much was also a form of looking down on her.

These tasks were minor; she had done them at her aunt's house for many years. Su Yue was proficient at them and wouldn't find it inconvenient due to her blindness.

If she wasn't even allowed to do these small chores, she would feel looked down upon and useless.

Thinking this, Lan Mu smiled, took off his gloves, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't consider things thoroughly."

"I'm going to sleep now, you should rest early too. I have to go out tomorrow, so clean the house."

Su Yue smiled happily from the bedroom, "Thank you, Brother Mu."

"Don't keep thanking me, it's too formal. Hurry and rest!" Lan Mu said, almost in a commanding tone.

Su Yue bowed to him through the door and then went to bed to rest.

Lan Mu listened for a while, and after confirming she was asleep, he looked at the half-tidied living room. He really couldn't sleep.

He quietly picked up some household trash, tied a tight knot on the black plastic bag, and then locked his gaze on a trash can across the street.

The trash can was about sixty meters away. The trash bag was full, weighing about forty pounds.

On a whim, he casually threw it. The trash bag immediately flew out, forming a beautiful parabola.

However, the moment he threw it, he knew his strength wasn't enough.

The trash bag was almost out of power around fifty meters, and it looked like it was going to fall onto the road.

Lan Mu's mind stirred, and a gust of wind-like energy connected with the trash bag, forcing it to float another ten meters or so, landing precisely in the trash can.

"This energy is a bit like wind, but also a bit different."

Lan Mu felt an unbearable itch of curiosity. Coupled with the fact that he couldn't sleep in the house, he simply leaped up, landing lightly on the windowsill.

He lived on the third floor; a height of over ten meters was nothing to him.

He jumped straight out the window! His body landed on the ground as lightly as a feather. The special energy swirled through his body without any consumption, allowing him to land safely from a high fall.

A roadside tree beside him swayed as if waving hello.

Although there were no words, Lan Mu still felt the tree's respect.

He reached out and touched the large tree, immediately sensing its age, health, and other attributes. A surge of natural power was drawn out.

Absorbing this natural energy invigorated him, but the tree became listless, its branches drooping, though it showed no resentment.

"Don't panic! I'll give it back!"

Lan Mu's mind moved, and he fed the natural power back. The energy flowed through the tree, and the tree instantly looked revitalized, growing many new branches. The main trunk, which had been growing crookedly, also miraculously adjusted itself.

The large tree looked more vibrant than ever, yet Lan Mu had merely returned the energy he had absorbed.

"Could it be that during this exchange, the energy underwent some kind of transformation? Becoming easier to absorb? Or perhaps a qualitative change occurred?"

Lan Mu only had an instinctive control over this action, lacking the corresponding knowledge, so he couldn't confirm these questions.

"I remember there's a park nearby, with a patch of woods."

"The air quality by the roadside is still too poor. If it weren't for the energy purifying the air around my body, I'd be truly afraid of suffocating."

It was past three in the morning. There were no pedestrians by the roadside. Apart from the streetlights, everything was pitch black.

Lan Mu's faint green eyes shimmered with light. His gaze pierced the darkness, and he moved through the city with light and agile steps.

His speed was incredible; he covered a kilometer in just over a minute. By this calculation, his speed had surpassed human limits.

Lan Mu leaped lightly, boosting his body, and gracefully landed on a branch in the park.

His body was covered in an invisible energy, allowing him to stand on branches like a bird.

The slender branches bore his weight, and he could easily leap between trees. This ability was even more impressive than the White-haired Lion's.

Because the White-haired Lion couldn't stand on a tree trunk like him, defying gravity!

Yes, standing on the tree trunk! His body parallel to the ground, with only the contact of his feet, he seemed to be stuck to the tree.

The wondrous uses of the energy within him were far from over.