Qin Fen heard those strange words, jerked his head up, and nearly laughed himself silly. They sounded awfully familiar—he had just written them onto the other man's photo, and now they had immediately rung out.
Big Chef looked at Qin Jun's appearance and suddenly had a bad feeling. He stared at his phone. The words matched, the vibrator was there too, and along with the blank line he had accidentally swiped in while editing... Damn it, it was exactly like Qin Jun now. Could it be...?
Qin Fen recalled something he had overlooked at the time. Thirty-Six Celestial Transformations Meitu? Could the foundation of this thing be the Thirty-Six Transformations? But didn't he already know them? Why go to all this trouble? A string of questions surfaced in Qin Fen's mind.
Unfortunately, Qin Jun's current appearance filled his vision, leaving him unable to think properly at all.
Qin Jun's hand trembled. He had no idea why he had said something so absurd, because he had been struck by God-Driving. As for the thing in his hand, that was easy to explain—it was the effect of the transformation.
In other words, through this bizarre Meitu app, Qin Fen could not only use the Thirty-Six Transformations in the Mortal Realm, he could even combine them. Forget Queen Mother—even Qin Fen himself couldn't do that. Every transformation consumed a terrifying amount of Divine Power and Fortune, but this software was different. Its consumption seemed extremely low.
Looking at the thing in his hand, Qin Jun felt as though his whole body were rolling across a sponge, bobbing up and down. What the hell was he supposed to do? When he turned his head, he saw not only a crowd gathered around them, but foreigners as well.
One of the women covered her mouth,