Lu Yuanming's current state was very strange.
He felt as though he had two physical bodies. One was his ordinary, frail, reality-bound body, which was about 1.7 meters tall. It was weak and vulnerable, capable of running a hundred meters in a dozen or so seconds, slightly nearsighted, and with strength that was average for an adult male, perhaps even less due to a lack of exercise in favor of reading. His reflexes were slow, and in face of monsters, he was as fragile as paper. In fact, even a slightly more powerful beast could tear him to shreds.
