"Ann! I'm back!" Ryan leaned against the door, peeking in.
Why! He felt a little guilty.
It was like a naughty child who had done something bad and was about to face their parents.
Although the analogy wasn't entirely accurate, Ann, as the Knights of Favonius member who brought him back and fostered him, was responsible for his every action.
He looked at the clothes he had specially changed into.
Because he trained and fought every day, he had prepared thirty identical sets of training uniforms.
He changed into a new one every day after finishing.
He tidied his hair, adjusted his mindset, pushed open the door, and carried a large dinner he had bought from Good Hunter.
Ann sat on a chair, her hair loose, without her red bunny ear tie, a faint fragrance around her, dressed in pajamas, holding a needle and thread.
Baron Bunny lay sprawled on the table, looking utterly dejected.
There were several tears in its body, revealing the cotton stuffing.
Ryan was stunned: "What happened here?"
"Oh? You're back!" Ann finally looked up, "Baron Bunny used Taunt today and got hit by a Mitachurl's axe."
"That lame?" Ryan blurted out subconsciously.
At this, Baron Bunny became displeased and raised an arm to make a gesture.
"Oh, don't provoke her!" Ann laughed, "She said she attracted over a dozen monsters with one move and blew up the Mitachurl along with the entire Hilichurl camp."
"She's very impressive. If she hadn't tripped mid-way, she would have been completely unharmed. She's still regretting it now!"
Oh-ho! Ryan put down the dinner and instinctively made a supportive gesture like Ellin.
"That's amazing!"
"If you had a mouth, I'd definitely treat you to a drumstick!"
Baron Bunny was extremely excited, its limbs bouncing, but Ann pressed it down onto the table with a palm.
"Don't move! I'll sew it ugly!"
Ann frowned, bit off the thread, and started to unpick it again.
What do you mean by that?
Getting bold, are we? Daring to mock me!
Baron Bunny's eyes were filled with Killing Intent.
Come on! Let's fight a hundred rounds!
Baron Bunny had always been the one to attract others' hatred; when did it become its turn to have its anger provoked?
If I lose! The next taunt mission for the Hilichurls goes to you!
If Ann throws you out, the effect will definitely be better.
Ryan watched for a long time, not understanding the meaning in Baron Bunny's eyes.
If he had known, he would have said that taunting Hilichurls was simple; he could do it as soon as he Transmigrated.
Now, he had even unlocked the counter-kill skill.
Your explosion power might not necessarily be stronger than my sword.
He chuckled, looking at the faint traces of explosion ash on Baron Bunny's face.
In reality, Baron Bunny was unique.
When dancing, it would release Mental Energy similar to rapid hypnosis.
What exploded was the Fire Element gathered on its body, not itself.
To describe it,
It was equivalent to a pet elf ultimate move Ryan had seen before his Transmigration, for example, Pineco's Self-Destruct.
He reached out and rubbed Baron Bunny.
At this moment, its Fire Element was depleted, and without the replenishment of Ann's Vision, it was completely harmless and could be bullied to his heart's content.
He sat nervously in place, eating his dinner.
Ann had already eaten, so he naturally finished everything by himself.
After discarding the takeout boxes and preparing to return to his room, he still hadn't heard Ann mention tonight's duel, which puzzled him greatly.
"Could it be? Ann still doesn't know?"
"Did she go straight home today, without going to the Knights of Favonius?"
Ryan showered and returned to his room, pondering.
He took out his backpack from the exquisite treasure chest beside his bed, and then took out his own wu feng sword from the backpack.
He read a book Ellin recommended, "Song of the Squire Knight."
He savored Mondstadt's Knights' Dao.
"We are the Knights of Starlight, so lift your heads high..."
"I just can't ignore those dirty street corners..."
"On the days when the morning light first appears, dancers with swords as their song set foot in Mondstadt..."
"In the silence, songs surround!"
He pushed open the window and stepped into the night breeze.
Tonight's battlefield reappeared in his memory, the roaring Anemo enveloping every inch of his skin.
All around him were enemies.
I wield my sword, my body transforms into a light breeze, I seek only victory.
The sword moved with his body; footwork, steps, eye movements, Breathing Technique, swordplay... all integrated seamlessly.
To observers, it was pleasing to the eye, but only enemies could feel the chilling sharpness within that seemingly light sword glow.
Swift figures filled the streets.
Bullet time,
Allowed him to cut down falling leaves from bushes, flying fireflies, and a drop of rain falling from high above.
It was raining!
He cut down half the sky, shattering half the rain.
Ryan had no choice but to use Grace of the Spring Spirit to make his clothes dry again.
It seemed that Mortals still had to revere the might of Heaven.
He closed the window and lay down on the bed.
Ryan was very quiet.
From the day he immersed himself in books, the fatigue of his brain being trained and developed, to the first slow illusion of the world, the birth of photographic memory.
An immeasurable amount of information flowed into his mind from morning to night every day, clearing his nervous System and forcing it to evolve and change repeatedly.
The perspective of a chess observer further intensified this pressure.
Cells renewed, nerves broke and reconnected.
The endless external stimuli finally sublimated, becoming a peculiarity that transcended Mortals.
He was an ordinary person, but also not an ordinary person.
His body was a Transmigration Golden Finger; no matter how abnormal, it was only natural.
When he felt like he wanted to Breakthrough, believing he could do it, a strong Mental Energy would affect his body.
I think, therefore I am; I think, therefore I am strong!
The Foundation of all changes came from the subtle accumulation over time, like a silkworm shedding its skin to become a butterfly.
Ahead lay countless hardships!
His daily, unyielding training showed little progress each day, completely lacking the rapid improvement in physical fitness and strength he felt when he first arrived in Teyvat.
But the Heavenly Dao rewards diligence; drops of water make a river.
A single System could not complete the transformation, but the miraculous changes born from the interaction of multiple body Systems were enough for him to unlock the hidden treasures of the human body, transforming infinite potential into profound strength.
Perhaps one day in the future, wisdom and body will Breakthrough, making Epiphany in Martial Arts as simple as eating and drinking, naturally attaining Divine Ability.
Today was another major qualitative change since his Transmigration.
Ryan gained many insights, vaguely seeing the path ahead.
His athletic ability, respiratory ability, digestive ability... all reached new heights.
Fifty meters per second, holding his breath underwater for an hour, eating ten barrels of rice in one meal...
If he hadn't restrained his body, he felt he wouldn't be able to afford to feed himself.
Other scattered changes were negligible in comparison.
After all, they were usually difficult to utilize and observe.
Ryan turned over, missing the tangle of headphones.
Without short videos to relax, he could only continue to summarize combat experience.
Learning from novels, the method of ascending in combat—the greater the stimulation, the greater the improvement—but he found that it seemed to have the drawback of damaging the body and leaving hidden injuries.
It was not as good as the Righteous Path of small, steady ascensions in daily life.
In the future, he would reduce it as much as possible.
Unless he carried Barbara with him for timely treatment and energy replenishment; or prepared nourishing medicinal meals in his backpack to restore the emptiness after exhaustion; or soaked in a lake with strong life aura for an entire day each time.
What else was there?
Ryan pondered the changes in his body.
It was Qi!
The Westwind Breathing Technique made him feel as if Qi was about to be born within his internal organs.
He had felt it a few days ago, and now it was even clearer.
A surging force seemed to be merging with his Qi and blood.
When he asked others and the Instructor, they didn't have this feeling, only the change of feeling more energetic and running faster after using the Breathing Technique.
"If Liyue's civilization originated from my previous home and was altered from it, then I need to ask Ann to inquire if the Knights of Favonius library has collected any books about Liyue's Martial Forest Schools or Liyue's traditional medicine."
"Hopefully, I can find hidden cultures not clearly shown in the game, get some internal organ diagrams, Meridians diagrams, Acupoints diagrams... to study the mysteries of the body."
"If the Mondstadt library doesn't have them, I'll have to go to Liyue myself to look."
"Hmm! The languages of other countries also need to be put on the agenda, such as Sumeru, Snezhnaya... They have magical knowledge transmission techniques, body modification techniques, all useful to me!"
"If I get them and can't understand them, it would be too regrettable!"
"Planning ahead, the future tasks are very heavy!"