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Ren Jianmo gently stroked Ji Dong’s head and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong with you?”
Ji Xiao’niao grabbed Ren Jianmo’s sleeve and sobbed, “I… I want to… go out and take a break…”
Ren Jianmo noticed Ji Dong’s Adam’s apple rolling up and down involuntarily as if he were struggling to suppress the nauseous feeling. He quickly reached out and pulled Ji Dong into his arms, then turned to Fan Luming and said, “I’ll take him out first.”
Fan Luming stretched his neck to take a look, only to find that Ji Xiao’niao’s face was as white as a sheet of paper. He was immediately shocked and didn’t even bother to watch the lively fight between Brother Dagen and his sister. He quickly leaned in and asked, “Ji Xiao’niao, what’s wrong with you?”
Ji Dong closed his eyes, burying his head into Ren Jianmo’s shoulder, too afraid to open his eyes. He then murmured his symptoms to Dr. Xiao Lu.
“Hmm…”
Fan Luming pondered for a moment. “It sounds a bit like Ménière’s disease, doesn’t it?”
After thinking it over, he corrected himself:
“Or perhaps I should say you have motion sickness.”
Based on Fan Luming’s simple explanation, a person’s sense of balance often relies on the coordination between the eyes and the inner ear’s semicircular canal system. When these sensations cannot align, it can result in symptoms such as dizziness, ringing in the ears, and nausea or vomiting, also known as vertigo.
Ji Xiao’niao used to be an athlete and had a very good sense of balance. He could even bounce off after riding a roller coaster without any problem, never experiencing what it felt like to be “motion sick.”
However, this time, after taking that damn [Dr. D’s Universal Enhancement Potion], his body received a tremendous boost. His dynamic vision and movement speed had undergone a remarkable transformation. But his balance system couldn’t immediately adapt to this sudden change.
Usually, it would be fine. His sense of speed when looking at things was the same as usual, with no noticeable differences.
But in certain situations, like the previous three times, and now during Mo Tiangen’s battle with Fan Hemian, everything Ji Dong saw suddenly slows down without any warning. However, his inner ear’s semicircular canal was still used to the normal speed.
The sudden disharmony between the two sensory inputs, the visual and the inner ear’s feedback, made his proud balance system unable to adapt, and thus, Ji Dong experienced motion sickness.
Ji Xiao’niao closed his eyes and listened to Fan Luming’s analysis, finding Dr. Xiaolu’s explanation quite reasonable.
So, he asked weakly, “What can I do then?”
“Your ability is very useful in practical combat situations, so it’s a good thing,” replied Fan Luming.
Fan Luming tilted his head and spoke in a casual tone, “So, I suggest you try to adapt as soon as possible.”
He shrugged, saying, “Anyway, motion sickness is something you get used to after a while.”
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Ji Dong and Ren Jianmo left the main training ground and entered a smaller training room.
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He heard Fan Luming say that there was no other way to deal with his motion sickness but to adapt. So, he immediately decided that he had to overcome himself and quickly coordinate the conflicting balance systems that caused the disorientation.
Thus, in the small training room, he started practicing with the combat robot.
Before long, Ji Dong figured out the patterns.
Indeed, during most of his normal moments, the things he saw with his eyes moved at a regular speed, without any difference from the perspective he had grown accustomed to over the past nineteen years.
But once Ji Dong became nervous and his attention became highly focused, he would start to perceive things as moving slower.
The more urgent the situation, the more noticeable the slowdown would become.
At the same time, his body was able to react and respond faster when the movement of the things he saw slowed down. Whether it was blocking, dodging, or counterattacking, he could accomplish them in much shorter moments than usual.
However, there was still a cost to the improvement of dynamic vision and movement speed.
Every time Ji Dong dismantled the training robot’s moves with his increased speed, he would feel dizzy and have to take a moment to catch his breath. Sometimes, the dizziness would be so intense that he had to hold onto a trash can and vomit everything in his stomach before feeling better.
“Damn…”
After the third time of vomiting uncontrollably, Ji Dong let go of the pitiful trash can and it landed on the ground with a splat.
“I… finally understand… the taste of morning sickness…”
He took the towel that Ren Jianmo handed him and wiped the corners of his mouth. Tearfully, he looked up at his beloved, “Women are truly amazing!”
“Come on, don’t push yourself too hard.”
Ren Jianmo handed Ji Dong a bottle of electrolyte drink. “It’s not urgent for the next day or two.”
Ji Dong slowly sat up, leaning against the wall. He tilted his head back and gulped down the drink, the peculiar salty-sweet taste of the electrolyte water diluting the sour bitterness in his mouth.
The trash can, which had been trampled upon for a while, grew two little feet with wheels. It sang “I Am a Painter” while happily rolling away. After emptying itself, it returned with a bucket and a mop, cleaning up the remaining mess on the floor.
T/N-“Painter” is a Polish children’s song, the song’s demonstration singer is Zhang Jinli.
“No, I have to adapt as soon as possible…”
Ji Xiao’niao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, took a few deep breaths, and tried to suppress the stifling feeling in his chest. “The draw is coming soon… I’m worried…”
He was worried that in the next [Film], his condition would hold the team back.
Ren Jianmo sensed the unfinished meaning in his words and shook his head with a smile.
“You talk too much.”
Ren Jianmo extended his hand and covered Ji Xiao’niao’s eyes. “Close your eyes and rest for a while.”
Ji Dong’s eyelashes trembled as he brushed against Ren Jianmo’s warm palm, obediently closing his eyes.
“You don’t have to worry about me…”
He muttered softly, “Just let me adapt on my own…”
Ren Jianmo thought to himself, “If I don’t keep an eye on you, you’ll probably exhaust yourself until you pass out.”
He covered Ji Xiaoniao’s eyes with one hand and gently maneuvered him to lie down on his side, resting his head on Ren Jianmo’s thigh.
Ji Dong’s little heart went “thump thump” twice in quick succession.
——A knee pillow, huh?
He thought nervously.
——This is what many men dream of, sleeping intoxicated on a beauty’s knee!
Even though Ji Xiao’niao hasn’t experienced the feeling of being drunk, he was now truly and genuinely resting his head on the thigh of a beautiful person, and it was none other than the person he likes so much!
“Take a good rest and don’t let your mind wander.”
Ren Jianmo lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the blushing ears of Ji Dong, who couldn’t help but blush. His fingers brushed over his forehead and touched the noticeably accelerated pulse beneath his temple. He found it both amusing and helpless.
“Otherwise, I’ll have to use my powers to make sure you never wake up.”
When Ji Dong heard Ren Jianmo mention their previous experience of sharing a bed in the last [Film] and using a command to make him fall into a deep sleep, his whole body tensed up and he froze in place, afraid to move.
“Such a good boy.”
Ren Jianmo, the beautiful person, smiled and then ran their fingers through Ji Dong’s hair, gently combing through the soft curls.
The two of them sat and lay down for about ten minutes, taking a rest.
Ji Dong felt completely refreshed and opened his eyes, jumping up from the state of tranquility.
He shook his arms, twisted his waist, kicked his legs, and did a few squats and leg stretches to loosen up. Then he turned his head and waved to the combat training robot waiting on the side, saying, “Come again!”
The robot received the instructions from the renter and woke up from standby mode. Its top flashed with a red light, and its mechanical body, resembling a mailbox, suddenly split open from the middle. Two long legs and a pair of arms emerged, followed by a “pop” as a head popped out, quickly transforming into a humanoid robot standing at a height of 1.8 meters.
[Level three combat program loaded successfully.]
The robot’s jaw moved in a human-like manner, opening and closing, emitting a dry synthetic sound that couldn’t be discerned as male or female.
[I’m looking forward to your guidance!]
Ji Dong clenched his fist towards the robot, then took two steps forward and launched a kick toward the robot’s waist.
His opponent reacted quickly, immediately sidestepping and using their elbow to block Ji Dong’s flying kick. The other hand reached out from the side, attempting to grab Ji Dong’s ankle before he could retract it, and throw him directly away.
From the moment Ji Xiao’niao launched his attack, he focused intently on his opponent’s movements.
In that split second, his dynamic vision came into play once again.
Time seemed to slow down at that moment.
In slow motion, Ji Dong saw the robot’s steel spine bend forward, its right elbow folding at a ninety-degree angle, fingers spread open, like a pair of iron pincers closing in on his ankle joint, getting closer and closer…
At this very moment, Ji Dong’s mind became incredibly calm and exceptionally clear.
He retracted his ankle from the kick, then swiftly spun around, narrowly avoiding the training robot’s outstretched hand. As the robot’s grasp missed, Ji Dong bent at the waist and used his shoulder to brace against its lower body. With all his strength, he executed a powerful shoulder throw, flipping the humanoid steel frame that weighed a hefty 220 pounds.
With a loud “boom,” the heavy iron block slammed onto the mat-covered floor.
The training robot paused for a second, the red light on its forehead turning green as it flipped over and got back up.
[Participant C0919, Mr. Ji Dong, has achieved victory for the eighth time.]
Its lower jaw moved at a faster rhythm than usual, and its mechanical tone surprisingly sounded quite cheerful:
[Considering your win rate has reached 80%, I recommend upgrading the difficulty and challenging level four combat skills.]
Ji Dong stood up straight, his vision blurred for a few seconds.
But this time, he held on firmly, shaking his head vigorously, trying to bring his focus back. “Alright!”
Ji Xiao’niao nodded toward the combat robot and said, “Upgrade to the level four combat program, let’s go again!”
The combat robot obeyed its master’s command, and the green light on its forehead turned yellow as it quickly loaded the advanced program.
After about three seconds, the yellow light turned red, indicating that it was ready.
“Wait a minute.”
At this moment, Ren Jianmo, who had been observing silently, suddenly spoke up.
Ji Dong turned around.
He saw Ren Jianmo taking off his coat and casually tossing it aside. Then, he stretched his neck and smiled at Ji Dong.
“I’ll spar with you.”
nothing like a little spar between fresh new lovers 🥺
Taking only ten minutes to recover from motion sickness? I’m so jealous!