I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

[Subtitle: Transformation Again! The Ultimate Perception!]

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The world's clamor poured into his ears.

This was not a figure of speech.

But rather, the literal meaning.

At this moment, having just awakened from his slumber, Chen Yun had no time to attend to anything else.

Because.

Countless sounds flooded his ears like a tide, or rather, his ears incessantly received all the surrounding information.

That loud clap of spring thunder served as the starting gun.

After that.

The humming of the refrigerator running.

Bai Shi's heavy snoring after a night of drinking across the door.

The sizzling sound of someone upstairs frying food.

The daytime moans of passion from the building opposite.

The sounds of raindrops cutting through the air, hitting the ground, splashing.

The noise of cars driving over the wet road outside.

Whispers of people from all directions, a multitude of notification tones from mobile phones from every direction.

Countless sounds mixed together, and all at once surged into Chen Yun's mind.

The world was so noisy.

Chen Yun, with his suddenly hypersensitive hearing, now in this bustling city, felt an intense discomfort.

Regardless of their size.

All these sounds came together.

To the extent that...

The sound of hibernating insects emerging from the earth startled by the spring thunder.

Even these minutely subtle sounds were blended into the cacophony.

It was like a kind of mental pollution.

Worse than having a hundred cellphones playing the looped song "Only Because You're Too Beautiful" surrounding him.

Chen Yun was certain.

No one could understand his feelings, that indescribable sensation of a CPU and receiver overloaded with information.

If there had to be one person who could empathize with Chen Yun,

It would probably only be a superhuman from a fantasy work who had similar experiences.

This feeling threw Chen Yun's thoughts into disarray.

And even bordered on collapse.

However...

Perhaps Chen Yun's maladaptation triggered some special mechanism.

A particular sensation emerged.

It was a flow of warmth emanating from his heart.

Or a sensation akin to a warm flow.

As soon as this unique flow appeared, it smoothed out all of Chen Yun's fluctuations.

Chen Yun's previously tense emotions calmed as if a long drought had been met with timely rain.

He, who was about to be overwhelmed by the garbage information composed of countless voices to the point of cognitive overload, now felt an inner peace and ease.

The countless, clamorous voices

Were categorized and systematically arranged in Chen Yun's mind.

These sounds no longer stimulated the mind.

But had become like the sense of smell, an active skill that could be turned on or off, adjusted at will.

Or perhaps it should be said.

He had suddenly acquired a basic ability for categorization, filtration, and capacity—to automatically archive and organize all the chaotic sounds subconsciously.

Ready to be accessed at any time.

With his prior experience with heightened smell,

Chen Yun quickly became proficient.

The noisy world.

Now returned to tranquility.

Only the still-shaken Chen Yun understood the hidden clamor behind the world.

With a slight adjustment of his now adapted extraordinary hearing,

He live-streamed a little experiment with the sounds of moans from the neighboring building.

He confirmed that he had mastered his ability and could regulate it as effortlessly as one controls their sense of smell.

Now, he could consciously increase his focus on a particular sound or significantly decrease his attention to it.

Having confirmed this,

Chen Yun ended his eavesdropping without a change in expression.

He then left the computer desk where he had inadvertently fallen asleep and lain for a long time,

and flung himself onto the soft bed.

A gentle breath enveloped him.

The room, slightly darkened by the unopened curtains, felt especially soporific.

However, after only squinting for a few seconds, Chen Yun stood up, reinvigorated.

The fatigue brought by the auditory disturbance had vanished.

He, functioning like a tireless machine, yanked open the curtains of the bedroom.

There was no sunlight streaming in.

Even at noon, there was scant sunlight to be seen.

Jingzhe, with its gathering dark clouds, had nearly completely obscured Shucheng.

So much so that if one were to close the curtains and turn off the lights,

the room might be plunged into pitch darkness.

This dim world, coupled with the slender threads of rain,

was like a dark frosted glass, obscure and mysteriously intriguing.

However,

when Chen Yun opened the window and looked out,

he discovered the second transformation that his second slumber had brought.

Beyond his enhanced hearing,

his vision now seemed... extraordinarily sharp.

The hazy scenes that blurred the world for most were crystal clear in his own eyes, as though the quality of the image had been amplified, with not a single unclear detail.

In fact, if Chen Yun so desired,

in terms of static vision, he could easily see a ladybug clinging to the roof tiles of the adjacent apartment complex.

In terms of dynamic vision, with focused attention, he could follow the gentle descent of raindrops from the sky, witness their impact on the ground, and see the unique patterns they created as they rebounded slightly upward.

Chen Yun's improvements in static and dynamic vision had manifested over the past few days.

But never before had it been as distinct as now.

He could be certain that, in the aspect of vision alone, he had unquestionably reached the pinnacle for humans.

It wasn't simply clear sight.

The ability to focus at will and see both far and near was one thing.

His dynamic vision had become comparable to high-speed cameras, allowing him to see the full process of raindrops hitting puddles and splashing up in mushroom cloud-like shapes when concentrating.

Clearly!

Like the first slumber, Chen Yun's body had undergone changes after this sleep.

Hearing was one.

And vision too!

And, possibly like the first transformation, there were more changes yet to be discovered.

He would have to immerse himself in a period of exploration and busyness.

Furthermore,

Chen Yun had realized something.

Now, seven days later, another period of slumber and transformation had occurred.

After this,

could there be further changes? Would this cycle of slumber evolution continue to appear without limit?

Was this slumber evolution triggered by a fixed schedule, or had some action of his activated some special mechanism?

If some action of his was behind the onset of this kind of slumber, could he identify that trigger?

His mind was brimming with questions.

This left Chen Yun momentarily confused and, uncommonly, a little lost.

Fortunately, he had grown accustomed to his special abilities over the week.

Thus, after a moment of thought,

he made a temporary decision:

Regardless, it was time to get a camera.

Next time a slumber approached, he would try to record before falling asleep, aiming to document the entire process of his transformation.

Besides,

the most crucial task was to thoroughly explore the various changes this second slumber evolution had brought him.