Li Changzhou gently tapped his sister on the head and said, "Not as perfect as I imagined."

"Perfect? ​​Does that mean you not only have to be able to get pregnant with every female, but also—"

Li Qianxia was hit on the forehead again, this time more hard, making her whimper as she covered her head.

Yang Qinglan pursed her lips, a smile playing on her lips, watching the two siblings playfully bicker.

“The divine body is simply getting bigger right now,” Li Changzhou explained. “Think about it—”

"Lying in bed, one hand behind your head, one hand holding your phone, the other eating. If you also had two pairs of eyes, besides playing on your phone, you could watch videos and study. Ideally, you'd have two heads to improve efficiency."

"Life has become more convenient, the efficiency of learning and playing has increased dramatically, not to mention fighting. Many mythological figures have three heads and six arms."

"Won't having three heads and six arms be ugly?" Li Qianxia said, touching her forehead.

"That's only because you grew up in a world with one head and two arms. If there really were a race with three heads and six arms, they would probably discriminate against us."

"I'm suing him for racial discrimination!"

Ignoring the playful Li Qianxia, ​​Yang Qinglan pondered:

"Humans have one head and two arms, need an average of 7 to 8 hours of sleep, and consume 1500 to 2000 calories a day. Assuming they become what you described, 3000 meters tall, with three heads and six arms, and only replenish their energy through food, even if they keep eating pills, they still can't keep up with their energy expenditure."

"That's why they evolved a way to replenish energy that can eat anything and even absorb radiation." Li Changzhou looked at a blade of grass at his feet.

The vibrant green grass withered at a visible rate, and wisps of its essence were absorbed by Li Changzhou.

"If I want, I can transform into a complete divine body, and with a single breath, I can even absorb the vital essence from a human body."

"It's not like you can absorb everything. If the radiation exceeds a certain intensity, you'll still die." Li Qianxia loved to expose her brother's boasts.

"You'll die if you drink freshly boiled water," Li Changzhou said irritably.

"No!" Li Qianxia said confidently.

With her current physique, she wouldn't be able to, but a divine body capable of absorbing any energy is essentially like a human drinking water—it can't drink water that's "too hot."

Enemy attacks won't work either. Energy is indeed food, but that's an attack, equivalent to poisoning the food—actively extracting it from someone else's body is a different matter.

"Where's the white ID card?" Yang Qinglan asked.

“It’s similar to the Black Card,” Li Changzhou said. “There’s not much change. I’ve replaced ‘Stepping into the Void’ with ‘Hell’s Path’.”

Yang Qinglan nodded: "Now that you can fly on your own, stepping into the air is useless."

“Actually, after I acquired the divine body, I already learned to walk on air,” Li Changzhou said with a smile.

"Stop talking about that, just bring out hell for us to see!" Li Qianxia urged.

"You want to go in and hone your skills?" Li Changzhou had ill intentions; he did have this idea.

No, absolutely—

Before Li Qianxia could finish speaking, the sky darkened, and the once sunny and warm world was suddenly filled with a chilling wind.

Dark clouds rolled over the treetops, and the eighteen levels of hell loomed in the distance, larger and more complete than those seen in 1661.

With a clattering sound of hinges, an iron lock descended from the sky, forming a ladder to heaven.

"Ladies, please." Li Changzhou smiled and gestured for them to enter.

"They're not going to throw us into a vat of boiling oil, are they?!" Li Qianxia was terrified, worried that her brother would "test" her.

"You don't need to strengthen your physical bodies, but if you want to learn ice magic, you can go to the Ice Mountain Hell."

The three of them climbed the steps, and Little Radish and Butterfly rode the springbok that Li Qianxia had brought, flying through the air from the forest.

"So dangerous! So dangerous!" Little Radish was like someone who couldn't handle spicy food but insisted on eating it, feeling that it was dangerous but still wanted to fly higher.

"Woo~" The butterfly seemed excited, though it didn't know what it was saying.

Li Qianxia turned over, mounted the springbok, and strutted around with the arrogance of an emperor performing the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai.

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan walked side by side, chatting about the diverse uses of the eighteen levels of hell, enjoying a leisurely spring outing.

July 25, 1848, the First Italian War of Independence, Custoza.

Horses neighed, gunfire was deafening, and what lay before me was a bloody slaughterhouse, a veritable meat grinder.

Bullets and artillery fire relentlessly claimed the lives of every Austrian and Piedmontese soldier.

With each lift of the horse's hoof, it was covered in blood-soaked mud.

The battle had reached its most intense moment, with both sides engaging in close combat.

Aferona charged into battle on her white horse, her red hair flying, her long legs gripping the horse's belly. Of the twenty 'gray mists' that had been used in battles and ambushes, only four remained.

"kill!"

Four streaks of gray mist, wielding scythes, battled a water sprite wielding a steel fork. The fierce fight was brutal, with each strike piercing flesh, and the gray mist's scythes were already cracked.

Bang! The horses collided, letting out a deafening neigh.

Aferona's nostrils were filled with the strong smell of blood and sweat; ever since she arrived in this era, her body had never been dry from the sweat and blood.

The creature that collided with her was a sea sprite, its entire body a deep blue, just like the seawater.

The two horses collided and leaped up simultaneously. The gray mist swarmed towards them, and the water spirit wielded its trident, unleashing a waterfall of seawater that swept and washed over them.

Aferona felt as if she were inside a washing machine, and the world was spinning.

“Maria! Maria!”

"Cough cough cough!" Aferona landed, coughing up water from her nose and throat.

Herd stood in front, but within a few rounds, he was already at a disadvantage against the sea elves, narrowly escaping death with every move.

"Maria Aferona!" The sea elf, riding on the crest of a wave and wielding a trident like a sea god, declared, "I'm giving you one last chance: submit to me!"

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