E-book Becomes a Physical Book

The Valley of Villains' guild members had always taken pride in being "villains," and their reputation was notoriously bad.

This time, they believed their opponent would yield as well—if he refused, they would kill him until he submitted!

Yet the next moment, their vision blurred, and the guy named When Flowers Fall vanished into thin air.

They were instantly dumbfounded. "Holy shit, did he force-log out? That can't be right, can it?"

"It wasn't a forced logout. There'd be a faint glow if he logged out. Even pulling the network cable wouldn't do it. He just flashed and disappeared."

"Did the system bug out or something?"

While they argued noisily, Feng Jun had already exited the game space and was sitting upright on the sofa.

The moment he left the space, a powerful wave of weakness washed over him. His body went limp, and he could not help leaning back against the sofa.

He had fought monsters in the space for three days and three nights. Although he had replenished himself with food and water, those had only been in-game items.

At that moment, he really wanted to flop down on the sofa like Ge You...

Still, he forcibly held himself back. He had to take stock of his gains while the experience was still fresh.

First, he needed to search his mind for the spear art he had comprehended. Such short-term memories could easily grow vague with time, so he absolutely could not delay.

But unfortunately, even after he held his breath and focused so intently that he nearly stopped breathing, spending around ten minutes trying to recall it, he could not find that feeling from the game space at all.

Feng Jun refused to accept it. He opened his eyes to steady himself, picked up a glass of milk and gulped it down, burped, let out a long breath, adjusted his mood, and searched for that feeling again.

Unfortunately, no matter what he did, he still could not find it. Instead, after drinking the milk, he felt even hungrier.

To hell with it! He opened his eyes again, braced himself against the coffee table, and began stuffing his face.

What he had brought into the room were all convenience foods, so he had no choice but to call two restaurants and have them deliver takeout.

Luckily, he had contacted two restaurants. Although he ordered quite a lot from each one, it was not enough to draw too much attention. Even so, the two deliveries plus the food he had bought himself only barely filled him up.

After eating his fill, he found another layer of grime on his body. He went to take another shower, then returned to the sofa, unlocked his phone, and opened the game with his right hand.

After opening the game interface, he did not enter the game. Instead, he opened his personal attributes, then opened the Storage Pouch, where he indeed found a jade talisman with the three words Blazing Fire Art written on it.

"Here goes~" He tapped the Storage Pouch with his left hand, wanting to see whether he could bring the Blazing Fire Art out of the game.

However, that was clearly impossible. This time, the Energy Points had been completely wasted.

Although Feng Jun had been mentally prepared, wasting Energy Points twice in a row still made it hard for him to control his emotions. Seeing a movement technique manual and a saber art set in the warehouse, he extended his left hand again and opened the warehouse. "Here goes~"

Then, tragically, he wasted Energy Points for the third time.

After entering and leaving the space three times, he had lost fifteen Energy Points. Three days and nights of nonstop charging had only replenished thirty Energy Points, yet a few casual taps had used up half of them.

That was without bringing any items in or out of the space. Otherwise, he would have lost even more.

Fifteen Energy Points required burning more than ten thousand yuan worth of diesel to convert, and that did not even include the generator's losses.

What was more, Feng Jun had bought expensive diesel. It would probably cost close to twenty thousand yuan.

No wonder experiments were so expensive. That really was true.

Still, money was not a major problem for him now. More than six million yuan was enough for him to mess around with for a while. The key issue was that recharging those fifteen Energy Points would take at least one day and two nights.

When all was said and done, it was simply too time-consuming.

So, should he continue the experiments? After hesitating briefly, he opened the Qidian novel app.

Couldn't bring cultivation manuals out of the game? No problem. He could read books—Immortal Heroes and wuxia novels.

Under the Immortal Heroes category, he selected a novel called Mad Immortal. Its advancement system was relatively clear, and its skills were simple and practical, making it perfect for an experiment.

When he saw the protagonist obtain the "Blazing Plains Spear Art," he raised his left hand and decisively tapped the phone. "Here goes~"

The next moment, he entered a room. It was an empty room with nothing inside, except that he now held a book in his hand. Two large words were printed on its cover—Mad Immortal.

"Damn," Feng Jun truly had not expected this result. "An e-book just... turned into a physical book?"

The door to the room was slightly ajar. He pushed it open and walked out, only to find himself in a vast hall. The plaque above the hall bore the two words "Immortal Heroes."

Several corridors branched out from the hall, each with signs overhead: "Immortal Heroes Popularity Rankings," "Immortal Heroes Recommendation Rankings," "Immortal Heroes Original Monthly Ticket Rankings," "Immortal Heroes Daily Sales Rankings"...

"Damn it..." Feng Jun slapped his forehead in frustration. "This kind of space really is a waste of Energy Points."

He had absolutely no interest in walking down those corridors. Once he left this space, he could swipe his phone screen a couple of times and see all kinds of rankings. Why waste his strength walking around here?

When he exited this time, his mood grew even more dejected. He could not even be bothered to check whether he could bring the book out.

Even if he could bring the book out, it would only turn an e-book into a physical book. The Blazing Plains Spear Art itself still could not be brought out.

In fact, he could not even bring out the physical book.

Less than an hour had passed so far, yet he had conducted four tests and burned through twenty Energy Points. That was what he needed two days and two nights of charging to accumulate.

And he had gained nothing.

Feng Jun was still unwilling to give up, so he entered another game. This one was not Immortal Heroes, but a fantasy game.

As expected, the spells in a fantasy game could not be brought out of the game space either.

Not only did he waste another five Energy Points, but he also had to order takeout again and take another shower.

Faced with one failure after another, Feng Jun kept encouraging himself. "It's fine. I'm just testing possibilities. It all had to be done sooner or later. If I figure out which paths don't work, I can avoid making similar mistakes in the future."

But no matter how much he comforted himself, he could not help feeling somewhat disappointed. Looking at the mark on his wrist fading again, he sighed, stood up, untied his bathrobe, and got dressed.

Next, he went to the auto parts market and was delighted to find that both the farm vehicle and the motorcycle had been modified.

He did not really understand how the farm vehicle had been modified. In any case, after taking it for a test drive, he found it had plenty of power. A canopy had also been welded over the cargo bed to shield it from wind and rain, and it could be folded away.

The motorcycle's modifications were obvious at a glance. Its tires were wider, its exhaust pipe thicker, and just as he had requested, an iron frame had been installed at the front of the motorcycle—it too could be folded up and even removed.

The modifications were good, but so was the price. The shop owner charged Feng Jun 250,000 yuan.

That was right. The modified motorcycle and farm tricycle together had cost a full 250,000 yuan.

That showed why nobody had paid attention when Feng Jun first asked for a quote. Only after he said, "Money isn't a problem," had someone come forward to serve him—what ordinary rural household could afford a modified vehicle at that price?

So, had he been ripped off? Others might have thought so, considering how high the shop owner's profit was.

But Feng Jun did not see it that way. The man had the skills, so he deserved the money.

Don't be jealous of how much others earned. Skill was priceless! Anyone who disagreed could try doing it themselves, and he would pay them the same amount.

If you can do it, step up. If you can't, stop talking shit. It was that simple.

After taking the money, the shop owner was in a good mood as well. Smiling, he reminded him, "You can't take it on the road right now. The police will stop you. How about... you give me an address, and I'll deliver it for you?"

Feng Jun thought about it, but ultimately shook his head. "Forget it. Leave it here. I'll come drive it away tonight. Help me load the motorcycle onto the farm vehicle... Does it need to be laid down?"

"No need to lay it down," the shop owner said with a smile, shaking his head. "Just tie it down with a rope. Laying it down could damage the motorcycle."

Next, Feng Jun went to the computer market and bought the latest laptop and a digital camera.

He had wanted to buy a digital camera for a long time. He had specifically studied photography in university, but good cameras were too expensive, so he had always used his girlfriend's camera.

This time, he planned to use the camera to record what he encountered in Wilderness Space.

Of course, he had absolutely no plans to enter that space right now. Many supplies had yet to be settled, and merely thinking of the terrifying gorillas and hedgehogs inside gave him a splitting headache.

He had to make thorough preparations and fully charge his Energy Points before considering entering that place again.

Naturally, he still needed to order many supplies online. Having just bought a laptop, it would be much more convenient for him to choose them.

The only drawback was that receiving deliveries at the villa he had newly rented was inconvenient. After thinking it over, Feng Jun circled back to the rental house at the factory on Peace Road.

When the old man saw him again, his expression was quite strange. "You brat, you still remembered to come back?"

"How rare. I paid to rent this place," Feng Jun replied with a smile. "Sixth Master, can I discuss something with you? I'm planning to order some more things soon. Could you help me receive the deliveries?"

"Oh, I can't handle that sort of thing," the old man said, shaking his head. Yet he kept his hands behind his back as he secretly fiddled with his phone.

He said with great difficulty, "Xiao Feng, I can receive them for you, but if there are more or fewer items... who will be responsible? Don't let me end up unable to explain myself."

The old man had his concerns, and Feng Jun had concerns too. Hearing that, he smiled. "I won't have you do it for nothing. A carton of Yang City cigarettes. As for the number of items... just don't open the packages."

The old man truly loved taking petty advantage. It took only a few words to settle the matter. He claimed he was not greedy for money; he was simply sick of all that trouble.

Just then, a shrill voice rang out nearby. "Feng Jun... you finally came back!"

Feng Jun turned to look. It was none other than Guo Yueling.

Manager Guo's eyes were red like a rabbit's, and she looked utterly haggard, with none of her former arrogance remaining.