Shi Jin twisted his leg and almost fell flat on his face.

What is it?

He looked at Sheikh, "What did you call my mother in your memory?"

“I forgot.” Sheh heard Mu Bai’s words but was not surprised at all. “It’s just a form of address. As for our relationship, I can decide for myself.”

"I know it's just a name, but I just didn't expect it."

Shi Jinzhe snapped out of his initial surprise and, upon reflection, realized that if Shehe had to be addressed, "elder sister" would be the most fitting title.

According to Sheh, Bai Weishuang was very young when she met him, looking to be only twenty years old. At that age, her own mother would not have considered a girl in her early teens as her daughter, so she could only treat her as a younger sister.

Shekh gave him a cold look: "You can't accept it?"

"No, I can accept it very well."

Shi Jinzhe found the root system next to the giant tree trunk and sat down where it arched out of the water. "I can accept you being a snake, so why can't I?"

Shekh was silent for a few seconds, then calmly stated another fact, "Actually, apart from your father, you and your mother are both much younger than me."

Shi Jinzhe adjusted himself and nodded calmly: "I can accept it. There's a saying that a woman three years older than her husband is like a golden brick."

Shekh scrutinized his expression in the water's reflection. "More than three."

"That's even better. Your size is no ordinary snake. Hundreds of years ago, you would have been a rare and auspicious creature that would have been worshipped. I'm very lucky."

Shi Jinzhe tilted his shoulder and leaned towards Sheh. "Really, believe me. If you weren't auspicious, how could I have found the greatest treasure?"

Shekh stirred up the reflection in the water, watching the two figures merging together due to the ripples on the surface, swaying and indistinguishable from one another.

"You're quite the talker."

"If I could kiss him, I wouldn't say anything."

Shekh turned his head to look at him: "Practice more."

Shi Jinzhe sighed, "You weren't standing still while I was practicing."

Thanks to the [Order Reconstruction], they are constantly resonating with each other's energy. As he levels up, Shekh is also becoming stronger imperceptibly.

"No, it won't happen." Shekh raised his chin. "Your crash course instructor is here."

Mu Bai slowly walked out of the tree hole. "Do you want to go in?"

Shi Jinzhe: "Yes, we want to go in and see her."

"Then go ahead, I'll wait for you on the shore."

Mu Bai returned to the shore, and half an hour later, Shi Jinzhe and Shehe came out from inside.

"Come here first."

Shi Jinzhe approached Mu Bai, who covered his forehead with his hand. Then, a surge of energy containing countless chaotic pieces of information rushed into Shi Jinzhe's mind.

He was so shocked that he took a step back, his mind reeling as if a tsunami was crashing down on him, his reason being battered and pounded wildly.

Countless strange fragments and uncontrollable bodily reactions tugged at Shi Jinzhe's broken mind and body. His breathing quickly became rapid, as if every cell was about to burst through his skin, and he couldn't even stand up straight.

“You are awake now, so it will be quite painful, but this can only be done while you are awake, so just bear with it.”

Shi Jinzhe squeezed out a "hmm" from his throat, feeling that the scene before him was chaotic, like a rapidly changing slideshow, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Shekh saw the bulging veins on his neck and tried to step forward to support him, but his foot broke. He stepped out and then retreated.

Shi Jinzhe's body swayed violently, but he never left the spot where he was standing; he didn't need anyone's help.

Time stretches out as you wait, and gradually, with each blink, your vision changes.

With several shifts, his visual range expanded to a 340-degree horizontal field of vision, which clearly exceeds the range of human vision.

Later, with a better focus, he could even see distances of more than ten kilometers.

He withdrew his gaze and surveyed the surrounding grassland, sensing many smaller lives moving among the grass and trees.

Shi Jinzhe looked at Mu Bai, who nodded and picked up a leaf from the ground, handing it to Shi Jinzhe: "Try it."

Shi Jinzhe took the leaf. The ordinary flower and leaf skipped the transformation process and directly turned into several grams of highly poisonous powder in his hand, which flowed down through his fingers.

What kind of plant were you thinking about just now?

Changshan.

"Hmm, let's try this one."

Mu Bai caused a giant flower to sprout from the ground, its six petals tightly wrapping around Shi Jinzhe, and then it drew back all the life force from the place where Shi Jinzhe stood.

During the recycling process, the plants were given greater rights by the wood white, which took away all the oxygen and water. In this way, the bouquet became a completely low-temperature vacuum environment.

Shi Jin was locked inside, enduring immense pressure alone.

After waiting for a few minutes, Sheh couldn't help but ask Mu Bai, "What is this?"

"Let him adapt to all environments using the characteristics of other life forms."

"What is that?"

"Life encompasses many forms, each with its own meaning. One must experience this evolutionary process to find the most suitable state for oneself."

Mu Bai stared intently at the sealed bouquet. In other words, "His body now contains the gene pool of all living things in this world, and he wants to select which ones he needs."

The power of life is not of one kind, but is constructed by all living beings. We must understand them all to explore more possibilities.

It's like if a person only knows one word in their entire life, they will never be able to form a complete sentence.

Give him the strength of different wild beasts, or the agility of all swimming fish, or the resilience of green plants and the freedom of flying birds, and he will have more innate conditions to freely choose his acquired development, to weave a new sequence of life, and to give new meaning to the life he creates.

Mu Bai looked at Shekh and said, "This process will be very long, and he won't be able to sort it out in a short time. After we leave here, could you please keep an eye on him?"

"How long will it take approximately?"

"It depends on his comprehension." Mu Bai wasn't actually too worried. He said to Shehe, "If he learns this, he can also see the enemy's weaknesses, which will greatly help you in clearing the game later."

“He shouldn’t need me to keep an eye on him much,” Shekh answered truthfully. “In human terms, he’s very cunning; if he wants to do something, he’ll definitely do it.”

As she spoke, Shekh's eyes never left the bouquet. When she saw the white frost forming on the surface of the petals, she hesitated for a few moments before agreeing.

"How long did it take you to master these life sequences?"

"I?"

Mu Bai smiled and said, "I am different from him. I came first, and then these lives came from him," he pointed to the chrysanthemum in the bouquet, "to these," Mu Bai showed the flowers on the ground and said, "they all came from me."

Mu Bai smiled at Shehe: "I've lived as long as I've controlled my life."

...

Shekh understood; this thing had no end. As long as one lived, one could keep creating…

What a pirate ship!