Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

The warden glanced at Fren, surprised that this Mr. Holmes would make a request.

He knew a bit about the Holmes family. The eldest son, Mycroft, was beyond intelligent; he was good at planning and his seemingly casual actions could cause a huge uproar. The second son, Sherlock, was equally intelligent, but even more lawless. According to Warden Marvolo, Sherlock's crimes added up to about two hundred years of imprisonment.

This third son is only eighteen years old, and from what I've observed so far, he seems quite different from his two older brothers.

While pondering many thoughts, the warden simply said, "It's possible."

Fren thanked him repeatedly and then left Azkaban.

After driving out of the canyon, Fren found a clearing in the woods outside the city, stopped the car, and couldn't wait to try out his idea.

If the combination of chloroplasts and ripples really works as Furen imagines, his strength will see a qualitative leap.

Like a pervert, Fren lay on the windshield wearing only his underwear, put his legs on the hood, and then controlled his somatic cells to differentiate rapidly.

The body's cells can be gradually replaced by new cells, with the key being to first transform the skin.

The tiny hairs on the body surface that facilitate heat dissipation gradually fall off, and under a microscopic level, it can be observed that the pores also begin to change, gradually evolving into plant stomata.

Chloroplasts gradually accumulate and exchange gases with the outside world through stomata.

At this moment, Fren's breathing gradually weakened, and the oxygen produced by sunlight was able to be delivered to every corner of his body through the blood.

During this process, energy from the sun is stored to maintain the body's nutritional balance. Any excess energy is transformed into ripples, flowing through Fren's body, accompanied by a mysterious fluctuation.

After basking in the sun for half an hour, illuminating another 5% of his body, the ripples within Frenz's body had reached 17% of its total volume.

This is much more efficient than eating.

It's true that sunbathing can make you stronger.

only......

Furen opened his eyes and touched his skin. Unlike before when it was soft, it was now somewhat resilient. It seemed that the skin composed of new cells was stronger than that of the old cells.

Given this, until a method to strengthen other tissues is found, Fren can use plants as a substitute. For example, in terms of fascia, the fibrous tissue of some vines is indeed stronger.

Overall, the future is bright, and there are so many directions this ability can be developed in.

It's a bit green.

Fren jumped out of the car, looked in the rearview mirror, and saw that his originally shiny black hair had turned green, and his skin had also turned a tender green.

"Becoming stronger always comes at a price..."

After a long silence, Fren finally managed to utter a single sentence.

Chloroplasts primarily absorb violet and red light, while repelling green light, which is why the green in sunlight is reflected. Plants don't become green because they like it; quite the opposite, they dislike it so much that they turn out this way.

Fren wanted to use chloroplasts to amplify the ripples, either making them bald or green.

Cells rich in chloroplasts migrated extensively into the body, and the green color on the surface of the chloroplasts gradually faded.

Unless you observe with the utmost precision, you won't be able to detect the green in the skin. The same goes for the hair; the green is hidden among the black, giving it a dark green hue.

This is the best possible scenario without affecting oneself.

Only on his own estate could Fren freely transform into a little green man.

The efficiency of converting sunlight decreases sharply, increasing by only about 10% over the entire day.

That was enough. Furen felt that as long as the number of ripples continued to grow normally without pressure, it was fine. More importantly, he wanted to increase the psionic similarity every night.

It was already noon when he returned to the city hall. After easily finishing his work for the day, Fren leaned back in his chair and thought about his plans for the future.

There's only one week left until Eden Academy's graduation ceremony, and I need to go to Lagerfeld Clothing Store to buy a suit before then.

My body shape has changed significantly compared to before I transmigrated; my old clothes no longer fit me.

Besides, there are still 4 months until the start of university, during which time you can arrange your own time as you like.

Set a small goal: make the ripples illuminate your entire body, and achieve a psionic similarity of over 40%. With that, your [Qi] will definitely reach level 2.

There's no rush to improve endurance; let's wait until Mycroft gets his hands on the giraffe's heart.

First, collect all the materials for spiritual perception and engrave them with a spiritual seal. I think that [God] can also be elevated.

Before university starts, all three attributes of my spirit, energy, and vitality will reach level 2.

I don't know where this level of skill would be considered in a university setting, but it certainly wouldn't be considered amateurish. Given that noble families don't allow their children to easily access mystical knowledge before adulthood, it's likely that many students knew nothing about the supernatural before university.

With this foundation, Fren was able to excel in university.

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In a bar, a slender young woman sat at the bar, her aloof demeanor deterring many men who wanted to strike up a conversation.

A tall, thin man sat down next to the girl and said to the bartender, "Smoked lemon whiskey."

His face was somewhat pale, his forehead was high, his eyes were deep-set, and he had a scholarly air about him. When he smiled, he looked like a mentor. "You've been staying in Berlin for quite a while this time, it's been three days already."

"I have a new plan." Oros sipped a glass of iced water, sitting there like a delicate narcissus, beautiful but poisonous. "Stay away from Sherlock."

Orlos got to know Moriarty because of Sherlock Holmes in Slen.

The cases surrounding Sherlock have some strange coincidences. Sherlock himself is taking them very seriously and is continuing his investigation. Thousands of miles away, Mycroft knows even more and has already tracked down Moriarty's trail.

As for Euros, he is currently communicating face-to-face with Moriarty.

The disparity in abilities among the three Holmes children is evident.

In Mycroft's eyes, Sherlock was a child who would never grow up. In Oros's view, his elder brother Mycroft was barely a humanoid being, while Sherlock was a pure-hearted idiot.

However, they both had one thing in common: they secretly helped Charlotte with certain things—things that, in their view, Charlotte's intelligence was completely incapable of handling.

To Oros, Sherlock's high-wire acts were child's play. Even if Sherlock was mentally challenged, he was still capable of eating, drinking, relieving himself, and sleeping on his own; escaping unscathed from those cases wouldn't be a problem for him.

But Moriarty was different.

The still-developing Sherlock Holmes is facing off against James Moriarty...

Only death.