E-book Becomes Physical Book

The guild members of Evil Valley have always taken pride in being "villains," and they are notoriously infamous in their daily lives.

This time, they believed the other party would eventually yield—if they don't submit, just keep killing them until they do!

However, the next moment, their vision blurred, and they realized that the guy called Luohua Shijie had vanished into thin air.

They were instantly dumbfounded. "What the hell? Did he force a logout? That shouldn't be possible, right?"

"It wasn't a forced logout. If you log out, there's a shimmering light effect. Even pulling the network cable wouldn't work like that; he just flickered and was gone."

"Is this a system bug?"

While they were arguing, Feng Jun had already exited the game space and was sitting upright on his sofa.

As soon as he left the space, he felt a wave of intense weakness. His body felt limp, and he couldn't help but lean back against the sofa.

He had been fighting monsters in the space for three days and three nights. Although he had food and water for replenishment, those were merely in-game items.

At this moment, he really wanted to just slump down and relax...

However, he forced himself to hold back; he had to take this opportunity to take stock of his gains.

First, he needed to search his mind for the spear techniques he had comprehended. Such short-term memories could easily blur as time passed, so he absolutely could not delay.

But to his great regret, he held his breath and focused his mind, almost stopping his breathing entirely. After contemplating for about ten minutes, he simply couldn't find that feeling he had in the game space.

Feng Jun refused to give up. He opened his eyes, steadied himself, picked up a glass of milk, and gulped it down. He let out a burp, exhaled a long breath, adjusted his emotions, and tried to find that feeling once more.

Unfortunately, no matter what he did, he couldn't find it. Instead, after drinking the milk, he felt even hungrier.

Forget it! He opened his eyes again, leaned over the coffee table, and began to eat ravenously.

Everything he had brought into the room was convenience food, so he had no choice but to call two restaurants and have them deliver takeout.

It was fortunate that he had contacted two different places; although the amount of food from each was significant, it wasn't enough to raise eyebrows. Even so, the two deliveries combined with the food he had bought himself barely managed to fill his stomach.

After eating his fill, he noticed some grime had appeared on his body again, so he went to take a shower before sitting back down on the sofa, unlocking his phone, and tapping on the game with his right hand.

After opening the game interface, he didn't enter the game. Instead, he opened his personal attributes and then his storage bag, discovering that there was indeed a jade slip inside with the words Blazing Fire Art written on it.

"Go!" He tapped the storage bag with his left hand, wanting to see if he could bring the Blazing Fire Art out of the game.

However, this was clearly impossible; the energy points this time were completely wasted.

Even though Feng Jun was mentally prepared, having wasted energy points twice in a row, he couldn't help but lose his composure. Seeing a movement technique manual and a set of blade techniques in the warehouse, he reached out his left hand again and tapped the warehouse. "Go!"

Then, quite miserably, he wasted his energy points for the third time.

Three times entering and exiting the space cost him fifteen energy points. It had taken him three days and nights of non-stop charging to replenish thirty points, and just like that, with a few casual taps, half of them were gone.

And that was without him carrying any items in or out of the space; otherwise, it would have cost even more.

Fifteen energy points required burning over ten thousand yuan worth of diesel to convert, and that wasn't even counting the wear and tear on the generator.

In particular, Feng Jun was buying high-priced diesel, so it cost nearly twenty thousand yuan.

They say that conducting experiments is expensive, and it really is.

However, for him right now, money wasn't too much of an issue. With over six million, he had enough to mess around for a while. The key issue was that to fully recharge these fifteen energy points, it would take at least a day and two nights.

When it comes down to it, the time cost is just too high.

So, should he continue the experiment? He hesitated for a moment before opening the Qidian novel app.

Can't bring manuals out of the game? No problem, he could just read books—specifically, xianxia and wuxia novels.

In the xianxia category, he selected a book called Mad Immortal. The leveling system in this book was quite clear, and the skills were simple and practical, making it perfect for an experiment.

When he saw the protagonist obtain the "Prairie Fire Spear Technique," he raised his left hand and decisively tapped his phone. "Go!"

The next moment, he entered a room—an empty, barren room with nothing in it, except for a book in his hand. On the cover were two large characters: Mad Immortal.

"Seriously?" Feng Jun was genuinely surprised. "The e-book just... turned into a physical book?"

The door to the room was ajar. He pushed it open and stepped out, finding himself in a vast hall. On the plaque above the hall, the two large characters "Xianxia" were written.

The hall branched off into several corridors with signs above them, such as "Xianxia Click Rankings," "Xianxia Recommendation Rankings," "Xianxia Original Monthly Ticket Rankings," "Xianxia Daily Sales Rankings"...

"Damn it..." Feng Jun slapped his forehead in frustration. "A space like this is a real waste of energy points."

He had absolutely no interest in walking down these corridors. Once he left this space, he could just swipe his finger on his phone screen to see all the rankings; why would he waste his physical strength walking around here?

When he exited this time, his mood was even more dejected. He couldn't even be bothered to check if he could bring the book out.

Even if he could bring the book out, it would just be a physical copy of an e-book, and the Prairie Fire Spear Technique still wouldn't be usable.

In fact, he didn't even manage to bring the physical book out.

Up to this point, in less than an hour, he had conducted four tests, and twenty energy points were gone just like that—points that took him two days and two nights of charging to accumulate.

And he had gained nothing.

Feng Jun still wasn't willing to give up, so he entered another game—not xianxia, but xuanhuan.

It was easy to imagine that the spells in xuanhuan would also be impossible to bring out of the game space.

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

Facing these constant failures, Feng Jun kept encouraging himself, "It's fine, this is just trial and error. It had to be done sooner or later. By figuring out which paths don't work, I can avoid similar mistakes in the future."

Even though he tried to console himself, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Looking at the mark on his wrist that had faded once again, he sighed, stood up, and took off his bathrobe to get dressed.

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

He didn't really understand the technical details of the farm vehicle's modifications, but after test-driving it, he found the horsepower was sufficient. Furthermore, a retractable canopy had been welded onto the cargo bed to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

The modifications to the motorcycle were visible to the naked eye: the tires were wider, the exhaust pipe was thicker, and just as he had requested, an iron frame had been installed on the front—which could also be folded up or even detached.

The results of the modifications were excellent, but the cost was also quite substantial; the shop owner charged Feng Jun 250,000 yuan.

That's right, the modified motorcycle and the three-wheeled farm vehicle cost a total of 250,000 yuan.

This explained why no one had bothered with him when he first inquired about the price, and why someone only stepped forward to assist him once he said, "Money is no object"—after all, who in the countryside could afford such expensive custom vehicles?

So, was he being ripped off? Others might think so, given the high profit margin the shop owner was making.

But Feng Jun didn't see it that way; if someone has the skill, it's worth the price.

Don't be jealous of how much others earn; craftsmanship is priceless! If anyone isn't convinced, feel free to try it yourself, and I'll pay you the same amount.

If you can do it, then do it; if you can't, don't whine. It's that simple.

The shop owner was in a good mood after receiving the payment and smilingly suggested, "You can't take these on the road right now; the police will catch you. How about... you give me an address, and I'll have them delivered for you?"

Feng Jun thought about it for a moment, then ultimately shook his head. "Forget it, just leave them here. I'll come by at night to drive them away. Can you help me put the motorcycle onto the farm vehicle... do I need to lay it down?"

"No need to lay it down," the shop owner said with a smile, shaking his head. "Just find a rope and tie it down securely; laying it down is more likely to damage the motorcycle."

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

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

This time, he planned to use the camera to document his encounters in the Wilderness Space.

Of course, he had absolutely no intention of entering that space right now, because many supplies hadn't been finalized yet, and the mere thought of the terrifying apes and hedgehogs in the space gave him a massive headache.

He had to be fully prepared and have his energy reserves topped off before he could even consider going back in there.

Naturally, he still needed to order many of his supplies online, and since he had just bought a laptop, it would be much more convenient for him to make his selections.

However, the downside was that it wasn't very convenient to receive packages at his newly rented villa. After pondering it for a bit, Feng Jun circled back to the rental unit at the factory on Heping Road.

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

"What's so rare about that? I paid for this place," Feng Jun replied with a smile. "Sixth Master, I want to discuss something with you... I plan on ordering some things soon, would you mind helping me receive the packages?"

"Oh my, I can't handle that kind of thing," the old man said, shaking his head, though his hands were behind his back, quietly fiddling with his phone.

He looked troubled as he said, "Little Feng, I can receive them for you, but if things go missing or get damaged... who's to blame? I don't want to end up in a situation where I can't explain myself."

The old man had his reservations, and Feng Jun had his own. Hearing this, he replied with a smile, "I won't let you help for free. A carton of Yang City cigarettes. As for the contents... just don't open the packages."

The old man was truly greedy for small gains; it didn't take many words to settle the matter. He claimed he wasn't greedy for money, but that he simply hated dealing with unnecessary trouble.

Just then, a shrill voice rang out not far away, "Feng Jun... so you finally returned!"

Feng Jun turned his head to look, and it was none other than Guo Yueling.

Manager Guo's eyes were red, just like a rabbit's. Her face was full of exhaustion, and she no longer possessed her usual arrogance.