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In another house, Zheng Yifan stood in the basement, facing a light gate over two meters tall. Beyond the gate, he could see his bedroom, a familiar sight that, despite its dilapidation, still felt warm and inviting.
Seeing his bedroom made Zheng Yifan almost unable to contain himself; he wanted nothing more than to rush into his room, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep.
The day's busyness had been exhausting, compounded by the constant anxiety that left him mentally and physically drained.
The basement he was in had been secretly rented when he leased the house from Han Rui and her daughter. It consisted of just a storage room and this basement, with a very affordable rent of only five Zombie Crystal s for a month.
Zheng Yifan had directly paid for six months' rent.
The door was locked securely; the basement was bolted from below, making it impossible to discover without a thorough search and some force.
With his backpack slung over his shoulder, he stepped lightly through the light gate.
"Time-Space Travel Detection: The host carries 100 Level 1 Y Virus Crystals. Upgrading the Time-Space Barrier Rune requires 1000 Level 1 Y Virus Crystals. Would you like to upgrade? Upgrading will grant you Level 1 Dimensional Storage Space, with dimensions of 1 meter in length, width, and height, and activate First Level Barrier Protection."
The cold voice reminded him once again; as long as he traversed between the apocalypse and reality, this inexplicable voice would detect and prompt him.
However, this time he had enough Zombie Crystal s to cover the upgrade cost.
"Upgrade." Without hesitation, Zheng Yifan chose to upgrade. Having that one cubic meter of Storage Space would greatly increase the amount he could carry; otherwise, relying solely on his backpack would be insufficient for what he needed to transport.
As for transporting items through the light gate, Zheng Yifan didn't even consider it. This portal could only transport himself and basic carry-on items.
What were basic carry-on items? That meant limited capacity; during his journey to the apocalypse, Zheng Yifan had brought two backpacks with him.
And what happened? Only one made it through; the other was disintegrated into its most basic molecules and dissipated into the air.
As he chose to upgrade, Zheng Yifan successfully returned from the apocalypse to reality. The familiar scents around him eased his mind, while the light gate behind him gradually faded away.
"It seems a bit itchy." Zheng Yifan then felt a change in his chest. He opened his shirt.
Zheng Yifan noticed that the tattoo on his chest was changing shape; it now resembled a large door, though it looked as if it had been done by a third-rate tattoo artist, with unclear lines and some chaotic patterns.
The tingling sensation lasted about a minute, and when the tattoo stabilized, Zheng Yifan naturally understood that a cubic space was embedded within his chest tattoo. He could sense that space at any time and could consciously store non-living objects that fit within its dimensions into that space.
"Upgrade successful. Storage Space generated. First Level Barrier Protection is now being selected."
Then, a prompt appeared, and Zheng Yifan felt something strange emerging before him. Suddenly, beams of light appeared, swirling around the entire bedroom. One beam seemed like a video recording, clearly capturing a figure.
"Wow! This is Yip Man; Donnie Yen looks so cool!"
"This must be the Avengers! Wolverine never dies!"
"Oh my gosh! Journey to the West is here too, the Monkey King!!!"
...
As beams of light danced in the air, Zheng Yifan instinctively heard a prompt indicating that he would soon receive the abilities of a character: "Selecting protective character now."
The lights in the room swirled together again, and no matter how hard Zheng Yifan tried to focus, he couldn't distinguish them. Then all the lights reassembled into an image from a movie.
It depicted a burly man with explosive muscles, dressed in red and white with bright stars on his costume, holding a shield of the same color.
Zheng Yifan knew that was his weapon.
Captain America!
Soon after, the image before Zheng Yifan expanded gradually until Captain America seemed to be standing right in front of him, with lines of information appearing in mid-air.
Character Source: Captain America: Avenger Vanguard
Hero Level: Level 1
Character: Captain America
Name: Stephen Rogers
Main Weapon: Adamantium Shield
Abilities:
Super Soldier Serum
Adamantium Shield
Comprehensive Combat Skills: Boxing, Jiu-Jitsu, Aikido, Judo, Mixed Martial Arts
Artistic Ability
Firearm Proficiency
Military Command Ability
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Zheng Yifan clenched his teeth as he looked at the information before him. He knew that these were the abilities he would soon possess. The power that transcends human limits, especially the Super Soldier Serum, would stimulate the body's potential and transform him into a "perfect" form. He would gain heightened intelligence, strength beyond that of ordinary people, agility, sharpness, and physique. He would even be completely immune to alcohol and most diseases.
As he watched Captain America gradually approach him and merge into his body as a glowing light, Zheng Yifan realized that he was slowly drifting away from the path of his former life.
Light clung to him as a silver syringe appeared in midair, plunging forcefully into Zheng Yifan's chest.
As the liquid from the syringe injected into his heart, Zheng Yifan felt the entire world collapse around him. Every tissue within him fell apart in an instant, slowly breaking down into its most basic molecules.
It was like the burning of the Nine Nether Hell; if there were eighteen layers of hell, Zheng Yifan was certain he had already descended into it.
Amidst the pain, droplets of blood flowed from his capillaries, falling to the ground like granules. Then, as if festering, his body began to ooze pus, dripping out in nauseating amounts.
His teeth gradually loosened and new ones grew back in his mouth. Even his eyeballs started to become bloodshot before gradually fading.
All of his organs seemed to have gone through a storm—a cleansing storm. All toxic substances were expelled from his body, and every aging organ regained its youthful brilliance, never to fade again. His genes approached perfection; all moles, birthmarks, and even the few freckles on his face vanished without a trace. His skin became as smooth as egg whites, enough to make any woman who frequented beauty salons envious.
With genes nearing perfection, his facial structure and physique underwent slight corrections. Others could recognize him, but everyone would agree that he had become more handsome.
This was humanity's pursuit of perfect genes, stemming from an instinctual drive within the body.
Zheng Yifan was unaware of all this; he only felt an intense pain that seemed to tear at his very soul. The world around him crumbled, and after just a brief moment, he fainted, losing all consciousness.
It wasn't until several hours later that his body fully recovered, and Zheng Yifan fell into a deep slumber.
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