"Ethan, aren't you cold?"
"No, not at all." Ethan replied absently, distracted as he was by Lily's antics.
"But it's only 10 degrees outside, and it's drizzling too." Claire looked at him with a confused expression.
Ethan paused at her words, realization dawning. That's right—it was definitely around 10 degrees. But he wasn't feeling it at all. Given that his base attributes hadn't hit 50 yet, his gaming physique shouldn't influence his real-world body.
Could it be *Polymorph*? He remembered he'd cast that spell in the game, though it was only supposed to work with pre-studied creatures. He had simulated both a raven and a Drow Elf. Could that be it?
No, something still felt off. Usually, *Polymorph* only affected the caster if they actively shifted form, like when he took on the characteristics of a Drow Elf. But here, he was very much human.
"Strange." Ethan's brows knit in puzzlement.
