Although Fatty was fat and looked a little wretched, he was smart. Under the influence of the Black Iron Medal, his mind was active and he knew what to do next.
It had been a few days since he killed that hooligan. Now, he had returned to normal and had become stronger.
Although he did not know the reason, he could only think of the mysterious Black Iron Medal in his pocket. He thought that it was the special ability of the medal that gave him a special talent.
Now, not only did he become stronger, his body shape also changed. He looked a lot thinner.
Of course, this' thinness' was only in comparison to before. In the eyes of others, he was still … very strong.
Yes, strong.
His originally round body had slimmed down, and the fat on his body had become tendons. Although it was not much, it was much better than before when he was full of fat.
He looked very strong. Uh, he was also very fat.
Fatty even went to weigh himself. Now he weighed more than 160 pounds, which was a drop of more than 30 pounds compared to the previous 200 pounds. This made him happy for a long time.
Of course, his personal information also changed a lot as his strength became stronger.
"Reincarnator Number 10000000
Name: Li Xin
Age: 19
Strength: 38
Agility: 31
Physique: 29
Spirit: 33
Talent:??? Evolution by Devouring (Through killing, devouring the vitality of others to evolve continuously.)
Treasure: Black Iron Medal
Life Level: Three-dimensional life form
Overall Evaluation: Rank 1 Reincarnator. "
Fatty's attributes had improved a lot compared to before, but his strength attribute was still outstanding and was especially strong.
After devouring that hooligan and evolving once, he was like a completely different person.
Li Yue and Noah, who had been paying attention to him, understood this. The reason why Fatty had such a big change in just one evolution was because it was the first transition of the genes in his body, so there was a small transformation.
"It's good to be stronger!"
In an ordinary hotel room, Fatty grinned. Although the introduction of his evolution by devouring on his personal information was a little evil, he did not care.
In this dangerous movie world, who cared about this? Although he was fat, he was not stupid. After the first time he killed someone, he understood his current situation.
"As long as I can survive, who cares if he's evil or not!"
"This Lord God's Space is so magical. If it can allow us to transmigrate into the movie world, it can also allow us to transmigrate into the anime world!"
Thinking of those cute girls in the anime, Fatty couldn't help but chuckle.
Going to the 2D world to do shameful things with cute girls was perhaps the wish of many otakus, and Fatty was no exception.
Now that he had this opportunity and a way to become stronger, he naturally wouldn't let it go to waste. As for the so-called Holy Mother Syndrome, he expressed that he didn't care at all.
…
"In the past few days, I've already figured out the surrounding situation, and I've also secretly inquired about a lot of information!"
"There's a train station not far from here. There's also a clock tower not far from the train station. If I remember correctly, that should be where the movie's plot begins! It's just that none of this has happened yet. The plot of the movie probably hasn't started yet. "
"And the male lead, that Michael. There are many people named Michael around here, but there aren't many young and handsome doctors."
Fatty muttered in his heart. In the past few days, he hadn't wasted any time. After investigating for a while, he focused on the male lead of the movie.
He originally thought that it would be difficult to find out, but who knew that after paying a little tip, he could easily get the information from the bartender of a bar.
Michael Corwin.
This was the descendant of the Immortal Alexander Corvinus, the handsome doctor who had the Perfect Blood in his body. He lived nearby, but the bartender didn't know the specific location. He only knew a rough address.
Fatty easily got the address.
Next, he prepared to go to that place to take a look and see if he could meet the male lead. As long as he met the male lead, the rest would be easy.
…
"Doctor Michael?"
Fatty leaned against the corridor and suddenly spoke when he saw a handsome young man with long brown hair and wearing a leather jacket walk over.
The handsome man stopped and looked at Fatty. His blue eyes flashed with confusion. "Sorry, you are?"
"I, I'm Jack. Nice to meet you!"
The moment he confirmed his target, Fatty was overjoyed. He grabbed Michael's right hand and was full of enthusiasm.
"Hi, hello, Jack. I wonder if you're looking for me …" Michael pulled his right hand out of Fatty's palm and asked hesitantly.
Although Michael didn't have any ill feelings towards this unfamiliar Asian, this guy seemed to be unbelievably enthusiastic. He couldn't stand it.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Fatty slapped his thigh. "I heard that Doctor Michael's medical skills are excellent. I don't know what's wrong with my body recently. My abdomen hurts unbearably sometimes. It takes too long to make an appointment to go to the hospital, so I specially waited here for you. I hope you can take a look at me!"
As he spoke, Fatty held his stomach and looked at Michael with a pained expression. "I know this is wrong, but Doctor Michael, I really feel terrible. It takes a few days to make an appointment. I can't wait!"
"So I hope Doctor Michael won't take offense!"
"Well, okay, I'll take a look at you!"
Michael nodded.
He was a good person with a kind heart. If he could help others, he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Even if it was outside of working hours.
When he first chose to be a doctor, it was also because he was deeply affected by his wife's accident. Thus, he chose the path of medicine.
"Thank you, thank you!" Fatty pretended to be grateful.
"You're welcome. Come with me, I'll take a look at you!"
"Okay!"
…
A few hours later, Michael personally sent Fatty to the door in a white coat. "Your physical examination is normal. There's no major problem!"
"The stomachache might be due to the cold weather. Drink more hot water when you go back. Turn on the air conditioner or cover yourself with more blankets before you sleep. You'll be fine in a few days. I've also prescribed some medicine. You can take it or not."
"You can come over in a few days. I'll take a look at you then!"
"Thank you!"
Fatty said gratefully. "I'll come back in two days. I'll have to trouble you then!"
After leaving the place and walking on the street, Fatty quietly turned left and right and walked into a quiet alley.
"Come out. You've been following me since I left for ten minutes. There's no need to hide anymore!"
After saying that, he saw two people appear in the alley.
One was a big white man, and the other was a big black man.
From their bodies, Fatty sharply felt a bloody and barbaric aura. He knew that these two guys were werewolves.
"Demon Hunter from the East, you shouldn't have gone near that doctor. Although I don't know what you know, you can only die now!"
"That's right. Go to hell with those weak Demon Hunters from before!"
The two big men walked towards Fatty from each side. They had hideous smiles on their faces, and their eyes were bloodthirsty and cruel.
Demon Hunters?
Fatty was stunned. He immediately understood that this should be the identity that the Lord God had arranged for them. "F * cking retards. They actually didn't say anything. I thought we were just tourists."
"Besides, they've already killed reincarnated travelers. I knew those idiots wouldn't be able to achieve anything!"
"But are werewolves that great? If it were a few days ago, I would've been scared and run away. But now, you two trash can go to hell! "
Fatty grinned. He felt the cool aura of the Black Iron medal in his trouser pocket nourishing his heart. He didn't feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he took the lead and rushed towards the big black man.
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