Zongman: Evolution Paradise

"You curse again!"

How could I possibly be a curly-haired baboon? There must be something wrong with this book.

The third page

I know you'll be very surprised. Today you are the luckiest curly-haired baboon in the world, after all, this is the workshop of the great father of evolution, Darwin.

However, to prevent the path I take from affecting you, I have deleted the entire gene pool, retaining only some basic evolutionary techniques.

My genius may put a lot of pressure on you. Even if you can't surpass my achievements, don't be discouraged. As long as you live long enough, you'll eventually achieve something in the process of evolution.

"He's really narcissistic."

As the world's luckiest "curly-haired baboon," Jolyne's expression was a little hard to keep up.

Scrolling back, I found that it was gone, and the text I had read quickly faded away, leaving only the sentence on the homepage that hadn't disappeared.

The whole book lit up, and the entire workshop was no longer dark.

(Workshop energy storage: 3)

(Maintain basic workshop operations: 1/day)

(It is recommended to acquire energy as soon as possible to keep the workshop running.)

"So, bananas, where does the workshop get its energy?"

Jolyne looked at the still-dazed banana.

Banana snapped out of her daze, glanced at the heavily hairless curly-haired baboon, and couldn't quite believe that he had inherited the workshop and become her master.

"We can dissect that gecko."

"That gecko?"

Jolyne had already guessed why the workshop had suddenly started up; those 3 points of energy were probably absorbed from the fragments of that gecko.

Upon arriving at the operating table, the book displayed new information.

(A low-level biological material was found. You can consume 2 energy points to perform a data retrieval. The estimated time for this data retrieval is 0.2 seconds.)

(Low-level biological materials were found, which can be directly extracted for life energy. It is estimated that 50 energy can be harvested.)

"Energy? Data retrieval?"

"Banana, what's the use of data probing?"

"We can examine what's unusual about this creature, and if it has any outstanding abilities, we can extract them."

"Then let's begin the investigation."

Jolyne thought of the gecko's ability to become invisible. Come on, that's invisibility! What man wouldn't want that?

(Data retrieval completed, consuming 2 energy points)

(A gecko undergoing unknown evolution)

(Extractable list: 1-Skin enhancement, 2-Tongue enhancement, 3-Special stealth ability addition, 4-Life level evolution, 5-Intelligence evolution)

(It is recommended to extract the special stealth ability. This action consumes 15 energy points and takes 1 second. The energy consumption can be offset by the gecko's own life energy.)

Other abilities can certainly be extracted, but it's unnecessary, because these enhancements don't even reach Jolyne's own level, and adding them wouldn't be of any use.

The gecko was decomposed and flowed under the operating table, leaving only a green seed.

(Ability seed from a special gecko - invisibility, can be grafted onto organisms, consumes 5 energy points, takes 1 second)

"Does it still need to be consumed?"

Jolyne had no choice but to summon his own body back in. His soul returned to his body, and he was instantly filled with a sense of security, unlike the emptiness that his soul had given him.

"Adds special stealth ability!"

Without feeling anything, the ability transfer was already complete, and Jolyne couldn't wait to go out and experience it.

Goodbye, artificial stupidity.

"What? I'm not... I'm not..."

Banana looked somewhat disappointed in the direction where Jolyne had disappeared.

-

Back in her room, Jolyne felt the sensation of entering the workshop.

The soul enters very quickly, almost instantly, while the body clearly has a short preparation time before entering.

It seems difficult to use in battle, but it would probably be very useful for dodging Ultraman's charged-up ultimate moves, and it can also be used to evade pursuit.

Now, of course, it's time to test the invisibility ability. The workshop's grafting made this power his instinct, as easy as blinking or reaching out, as easy as using his arm.

The moment the thought of invisibility arose, the fingers began to become ethereal, followed by the arm, rapidly extending forward until the forearm, at which point the power of invisibility ceased.

"Gone?"

Jolyne's face darkened. He felt that after covering one arm, his invisibility ability had reached its limit, and any further attempts to extend it were as futile as trying to lick one's own nose.

"After all that work, the stealth ability we extracted can only cover its own size."

The gecko's ability can only cover itself. The workshop extracted this ability and grafted it onto Jolyne. Although it became Jolyne's ability, its essence is still that of the gecko, so the effect remains unchanged.

What's the point of this?

Pretending to have a missing arm, suddenly punching someone in the middle of a fight?

After a moment's thought, he removed the concealment from his arms and suddenly had an idea.

His power converged on his face, and his head disappeared.

Jolyne touched his head to make sure he was still there, but he just couldn't see him.

"Maybe, perhaps, probably."

"Making your face invisible seems to have little difference in effect from making your whole body invisible."

After all, they can let go of their inner masks, and if they need money in the future, they can still cosplay as the Headless Horseman.

This invisibility ability was strange; it seemed to turn the invisible part into something transparent. Jolyne looked in the mirror and discovered a hole in her neck, with blood still flowing towards her invisible head, making it look even more frightening.

"Jolyne, dinner is ready. Have you rested well?"

Saeko Busujima's voice came from outside, causing Jolyne to stop exploring her abilities.

"coming."

Once outside, the food was already on the table. Shizuka Marikawa looked at her pitifully, as if she had been waiting for a while.

"Awaited."

Jolyne sat at the table, looking at the food laid out on it. Saeko Busujima had prepared some simple Japanese dishes: tempura, tonkatsu, and salad, as well as a bowl of steaming miso soup, which emitted an enticing aroma that whetted Jolyne's already hungry appetite.

I couldn't wait to savor each dish. The tempura was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the fried pork cutlet was fragrant and delicious, the salad was refreshing and helped cut through the richness, and the miso soup was rich and flavorful.

This reminded Jolyne of the extra-large pork chop rice at the restaurant near her home.

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Jolyne always feels like she’s forgotten something.

-

At this moment, Kirisu Mafuyu had just finished dealing with school matters and returned to her apartment somewhat tired. "Let's have instant noodles for dinner tonight."

As I walked to the door, I took out my key and saw apartment 202 next door. Only then did I suddenly remember the message that Jolyne had sent me today.

"Little Mafuyu, are you coming to my house for sukiyaki today?"

Automatically ignoring the terms of address, when asked about sukiyaki, Kirisu Mafuyu touched her empty stomach, feeling a little tempted.

"But going to students' homes for meals and such."

As a teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu wants to maintain a flawless image.

But then I thought about the difference between cup noodles and sukiyaki.

Anyway, I've already used up all my goodwill in front of Jolyne, so today I'll just go and give Jolyne some advice on her studies. That's right, that's it.

Kirisu Mafuyu convinced herself.

She returned to her room, changed into casual clothes—a red tracksuit—and grabbed two cans of soda. Although her expression remained calm, her slightly faster pace than usual betrayed her excited heart.

Boom!

Kirisu Mafuyu knocked on the door of room 202, her mind racing with imagining what would happen next.

The door opened, and Jolyne, wearing an apron, greeted her from the kitchen: "You're back, Kirisu-sensei?"

"The sukiyaki is ready. Shall we eat now? Or should we do some warm-up exercises first?"

She walked to the wooden table and sat down. Jolyne stood behind her and gently but firmly massaged her aching shoulders with both hands.

Then, she would lie on her side on Jolyne's lap, letting Jolyne gently insert an ear pick into her ear for a thorough ear cleaning.

But why isn't it open yet?

The fact that the door remained closed for so long brought Kirisu Mafuyu out of her reverie, leaving her somewhat puzzled.

Boom!

dong dong!

Boom boom boom!

Finally, Kirisu Mafuyu calmly returned to her hut, only to find two buckets of miso-flavored tonkotsu cup noodles, which were already expired.

"humiliation!"

Chapter 8 The So-Called Player

Seeing Jolyne quickly devour the food, Saeko Busujima sat to the side with a smile, occasionally handing her ice water. She asked softly, "There aren't many ingredients in the refrigerator. I wonder if they suit Jolyne's taste?"

Jolyne nodded and said, "It's delicious. Busujima's cooking skills are amazing."

Saeko Busujima sat quietly to the side, watching Jolyne enjoy the food, and a sense of peace arose in her heart, allowing her to temporarily forget the killings of the day.

“Saeko didn’t even ask for my opinion,” Shizuka Marikawa said, biting into a fried shrimp tempura.

It's clear that their relationship has progressed rapidly in just one afternoon.

"What are your thoughts, Shizuka-sensei?"

"I want to eat dessert."

"No."

"Hey, it was Saeko who asked me that."

"But this place doesn't have desserts, though they do have two jars of bear-shaped cookies."

Shizuka Marikawa and Saeko Busujima quickly finished their meal, and Jolyne ate the rest of the food on the table. He had a huge appetite, which was the main reason for his poverty.

After eating, it was time to take a shower. The three of them were relatively clean, without too much blood on them, but they had sweated quite a bit.

The sounds that stirred the imagination came from the bathroom, but Jolyne didn't have time to listen. He found a map of this world and studied it in the living room.

The world order is not much different from the world he lived in. He is currently in Tokoname City, Japan, a city with a population of 100 million located on the Pacific Ocean.

Looking at the outlines of other countries, Jolyne pondered what kind of situation this world really was.

The park refers to both Jolyne and the gecko as "players." The term "player" can also be interpreted as "gamer," a term used within the gaming industry and among game participants.

So, is this so-called trial world real?

Or is this just a game generated by the amusement park?

Will invisible walls appear at the boundaries of Bed City?

When did the park come into existence, and why hasn't he encountered any extraordinary events during the long time he's been outside?

Before entering the trial, the amusement park congratulated him on joining the so-called evolution.

evolution?

The workshop he just inherited is called Darwin. Darwin is widely known as the father of evolution, and although the Darwin on his neck is a curly-haired baboon, he also claims to be the father of evolution. Is there any connection between the workshop and Paradise?

One problem after another pops into my mind, but I can't solve them.