I can transfer damage

"Keep it up, Lao Lu!"

"Haha, Lao Lu, just don't come in last place!"

"Old Lu, just do your best!"

"Hey, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

The mid-September sun was still scorching, making people's scalps ache. Lu Ziye subconsciously shielded his eyes from the sun, and the shouts around him gradually became clearer.

What's going on?

He looked around blankly, his eyes taking in the red plastic track, the crowded stands, and all sorts of waving flags.

This is?

School sports meet?

In an instant, countless memories flooded in, and Lu Ziye's expression turned strange.

Seriously? He was filming just a second ago, how come he's in a completely different environment in the blink of an eye?

Oh, right, it seems there was an accident with the wire harness; he fell directly from thirty meters.

Alas, a movie star has fallen. I wonder if his fans will be heartbroken!

He touched his belly, which was soft and flabby, like he was wearing a swimming ring. His face was chubby and trembled when he shook it. He was breathing heavily, which was due to his obesity.

Looking down, Lu Ziye realized he was actually a little afraid of heights.

Goodness, is this the perspective of someone who is 1.95 meters tall?

In his previous life, he was only 1.73 meters tall. When he met taller actresses, he had to stand on bricks to support himself. This time, he finally doesn't need to wear height-increasing shoes.

only……

What the heck is this weight of over 200?

Lu Ziye's face darkened. After all, although he was not as tall as he is now in his previous life, his weight of 65 kilograms, plus his eight-pack abs and handsome face, meant that even at forty years old, he still had many female fans.

but……

It's not entirely without its advantages. After all, no matter how handsome a forty-year-old is or how well he takes care of his health and fitness, he can't compare to the physique and youthfulness of an eighteen-year-old!

Moreover, this body is quite good-looking; if he really lost weight, he would definitely be a handsome guy.

of course……

The most crucial thing is still the hair!

In his previous life, at the age of forty, he had already evolved into a prince, and he dared not take off his wig at all.

But now?

Even with a buzz cut, the hairline is perfect, and the hair roots are so thick that you can't see the scalp.

I'm finally not a prince anymore.

Lu Ziye took a deep breath and gave the middle finger to his roommates. He was a fat otaku weighing over 200 pounds, and he shouldn't have participated in this kind of sports meet, let alone track and field. But he lost a game of mahjong with his roommates, and then he was forced to sign up for the 400-meter and 800-meter races!

Let's run! Consider it a celebration of my "rejuvenation" and a test of just how weak my body really is!

Lu Ziye stood behind the starting line, took a deep breath, and slightly moved his ankles. He was wearing a red track and field uniform, with his bib number crookedly pinned on—the handiwork of his class monitor, Xu Jing.

"On your marks..." the starter's voice trailed off.

Lu Ziye bent down, his fingers lightly touching the ground, and tilted his head to look at the other participating students. There were a few familiar faces, who seemed to be from the track and field team.

After all, it's a university, so it's not surprising that there are a few first or second-level athletes. Even if the others aren't professional athletes, they're all tall, well-proportioned guys, unlike him, who's all fat!

Alright, last place is settled.

Lu Ziye sighed, and at the same time, the starter's voice rang out again: "Ready—"

"Bang!"

The starting gun fired, and eight figures shot off the starting line like arrows. The 400-meter race is a middle-distance event that combines speed and endurance, so there's no need to aim for a lead in the first few dozen meters, and therefore everyone's speed wasn't particularly fast.

Lu Ziye did not fall behind, maintaining his rhythm and breathing evenly. However, gradually, he began to pant, and his legs became a little sore, especially after passing 100 meters, when the dryness in his chest became more severe.

Lu Ziye, who was originally in third place, has also been overtaken.

Fourth, fifth, sixth...

From the stands, the cheers were like waves.

"It's over, Lao Lu is going to be last!"

"We shouldn't have agreed to let Lu Ziye participate in the 400 and 800 events!"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. None of us in our class are fast runners anyway, so let's just treat it as a game!"

Both the 400m and 800m events have members from the school's track and field team participating. They train regularly, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to place in any of them. They weren't even thinking about winning medals in these two events.

As for the students in other classes, they also noticed that Lu Ziye had fallen to the last place!

"Who is that kid? I've never seen him before?"

"He looks like a freshman from the Faculty of Arts. This guy is so fat, yet he signed up for the 400-meter race!"

"They're probably just here to make up the numbers; the competition in track and field is too fierce!"

At this moment, Lu Ziye was panting heavily, cursing inwardly how this guy had gotten so fat. He vowed to lose weight after the sports meet.

[WARNING! WARNING! The player's lungs are under attack!]

[Warning! Warning! Player's leg fatigue level has skyrocketed!]

[Warning! Warning! Player's muscles are being violently stretched!]

Several alarm bells suddenly rang in his mind. Lu Ziye was stunned. Before he could think, the sound rang out again.

[Should the damage be transferred?]

At the same time, Lu Ziye saw a circle with a radius of ten meters appear centered on himself.

A transfer button appeared above the heads of the people inside the circle.

A strange feeling welled up inside Lu Ziye, and he felt his whole body tremble. His gaze fell on the button above a person's head, and he silently chanted "shift".

The next moment, Lu Ziye felt a sense of relief throughout his body, especially his legs, which had been feeling increasingly heavy. In the instant of the shift, they felt much lighter, as if…

It has just started running.

In addition, the dryness and burning sensation in my lungs completely disappeared, and even my breathing became steady and normal, as if I had run nearly two meters.

This……

Lu Ziye's eyes widened, and he silently thought: System?

[Ding! Congratulations on successfully completing your first damage transfer! Reward: Constitution +1!]

I go!

Is there really a system?

Lu Ziye was overjoyed. He thought that being reborn was the greatest blessing from fate, but he never expected that God would also give him a cheat code.

Then wouldn't life take off?

What are we waiting for?

Run! Run as fast as you can!

……

As a member of the school's track and field team, and having won a silver medal in the 400-meter race at the National University Games, this school sports meet was a piece of cake for Han Zhan.

after all……

He is a genuine first-class athlete, but we can't be too careless, after all, he's not the only one who's good at track and field.

For example, Lin Guowei, who was closely following behind, is a freshman who enrolled this year and is said to be a level-two athlete.

The two were constantly competing, and even managed to pull ahead of the third and fourth place finishers.

Just as Han Zhan was maintaining his running speed, a strange feeling of fatigue suddenly came over him. Han Zhan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly adjusted his breathing and pace.

Meanwhile, Lin Guowei, who was originally following behind, crossed the Korean War.

Ok?

Lin Guowei frowned, looking at Han Zhan who had suddenly slowed down, and felt a tightness in his heart. Was he planning to use me as a shield?

Lin Guowei didn't seem to care. Although the last 100 meters would be very tiring, in the 400-meter event, you can't conserve your energy too much in the beginning, otherwise if you fall too far behind, it will be difficult to catch up later.

So he didn't slow down, but continued running forward at a constant speed.

But just then, a gasp came from the stands. Lin Guowei initially thought it was because he had surpassed Han Zhan, but he soon realized something was wrong.

Because the cheers continued, and even grew louder.