Lynn, having sorted out the situation, lay on the bed with vacant eyes.
According to the memories of the original owner he had just inherited, there were a series of extraordinary creatures in this world, such as dragons, elves, demons, werewolves, and vampires.
Among them, the most unpopular ones were werewolves. Humans were afraid of being bitten and infected with the virus.
Vampires thought they were too barbaric, while demons and dragons simply looked down upon the werewolf bloodline...
Moreover, the country Lynn is currently in is called the Roland Empire, which believes in the Goddess of Light. It takes a suppressive attitude towards werewolves, these typical evil creatures. Even as the only son of a duke, he can't escape this situation. He probably won't be thrown into prison or executed, but there's no way he can inherit the title.
"I'm doomed! I'm finished!" Lynn scratched his head in distress. After learning that he was the son of a duke, he had fantasized about living an easy life. But now it seems that he'll be kicked out of the house when he comes of age!
The more Lynn thought about it, the more annoyed he became. So he simply stopped thinking and just lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Look at this ceiling, it's really... a ceiling...
"Knock, knock, knock..." The knock on the door interrupted Lynn's daze. He came to his senses and shouted towards the door, "Come in!"
With a "click", the door was opened, and a maid walked in cautiously.
"Young master, the master asked if you're hungry and if you want to eat something?"
"Am I hungry?" Lynn touched his stomach, thought for a moment, and said to the maid, "Bring me some."
The maid immediately ran out in a bit of a panic. Soon, she came back with a plate of bread and a glass of milk.
Lynn didn't stand on ceremony. He took the plate and started gobbling the food up. But as he ate, he felt something was wrong.
"This bread... why does it feel like I haven't eaten anything after consuming it?" Lynn was rather confused. Logically speaking, a patient who had just regained consciousness like him shouldn't have much of an appetite. Even if he forced himself to eat for nutrition, he wouldn't be able to eat much. But he was almost done with a plate of bread, yet his stomach still felt empty, and he even felt hungrier than before.
After Lynn finished all the food, he felt his body became inexplicably lighter, but his stomach remained as empty as ever.
Lynn licked his lips, turned his head, and looked at the maid eagerly. "I want to eat some more."
The maid quickly stepped forward to take the plate away. Soon, she brought another plate of bread and a glass of milk. Lynn continued to eat heartily. Before long, the food was gone again, but the hunger in Lynn's stomach grew even stronger.
"Not enough, bring me more." Lynn patted his stomach in dissatisfaction.
The maid's face grew paler and paler, but she still obediently brought plate after plate of bread and milk. However, Lynn's stomach seemed like a bottomless pit, and no amount of food could fill it.
The maid ran back and forth countless times. Just when she felt her legs were about to give out, Lynn finally stopped.
"All right, that's enough for now." Lynn said sheepishly to the almost虚脱的maid, "You can go out first and let me be alone for a while." As if granted amnesty, the maid somehow found the strength and dashed out with a "whoosh".
Lynn: … Is it really that bad?
After having eaten, Lynn felt much better. There happened to be a full - length mirror in the room. Lynn got out of bed and walked to the mirror, planning to take a look at his current appearance.
A pale face was reflected in the mirror. Lynn stroked his chin and examined it for a while, then nodded in satisfaction and muttered to himself, "Not bad, quite handsome. But why did my hair turn black?" In the original owner's memory, all the relatives in the original owner's family had brown hair, and the original owner was no exception. Wondering if it was the influence of time - travel, Lynn's hair had become black, just like in his previous life.
"Black hair is fine, though. Even without yellow skin and with green eyes, I still have a loyal heart." Lynn saluted the mirror, "But the Church of Light seems to consider black hair an ominous symbol... Should I pay attention to it?"
"Forget it. When you're in deep debt, you stop worrying; when there are too many lice, you stop itching. I've been infected with the werewolf virus after being scratched by a werewolf. I'm only one transformation away from becoming a real werewolf. Since there's already an almost racial opposition, why should I care about my hair color?"
Lynn scratched his head. The current priority was that he had been infected by a werewolf. Even though his adoptive father was a duke, it wasn't certain that he could protect him. The discrimination and targeting he'd face were inevitable, but at least he'd be safe until he came of age. After reaching adulthood, he'd likely be expelled from the family. After all, it was a bit much for a werewolf to expect a title and fiefdom in a human kingdom...
With all sorts of random thoughts swirling in his mind, Lynn casually glanced at the mirror. Suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief. He lifted his hospital gown, then put it down, and did this over and over again, only stopping this strange behavior after a while.
"Damn, what's going on?" Lynn fumbled to take off his clothes. What was reflected in the mirror was a robust body. Even with the bandages on, one could make out the bulging muscles, which seemed on the verge of tearing the bandages. "No wonder I felt these bandages getting tighter. So I've gotten buff. Hahaha..."
"Like hell! Why did I suddenly develop muscles?!!"
Lynn, who had inherited the original owner's memories, knew very well that although this body hadn't been skinny before, it definitely didn't have eight - pack abs.
Could it be that after transmigrating, my cheat ability is body enhancement? Lynn was a bit puzzled. But no matter what, Lynn had to admit one fact: if he wanted to survive after reaching adulthood, he had to start working hard at cultivation from now on and master at least enough power to protect himself.
I originally wanted to slack off, but this cruel world is forcing me to keep striving. Damn it!
—— Lynn Carter