I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

"...Wait a minute."

Lu Ban was struck by inspiration.

"I can ask her for help this time too!"

Chapter 050 Photosynthesis

The next day, at eight o'clock.

"The Joyful Goddess is holy and beautiful, her radiant light shines upon the earth..."

With the curtains drawn, Lu Ban opened his eyes to the strains of "Ode to Joy."

He slept soundly that night.

That makes sense.

For an ordinary person who maintains a regular routine and doesn't leave worries and fatigue for the next day, experiencing several hours of intense and exciting adventure in a foreign land can be very damaging to the body.

However, Lu Ban did not slack off and immediately sat up.

He had just gotten up when he realized something was wrong.

After stretching his body, Lu Ban felt as if he had been reborn.

He looked at his left arm, where the ratman had bitten him with his tiny teeth the night before. The bandage there now tingled with an itch that made him want to scratch it.

"Could it be tetanus?"

Lu Ban curiously unwrapped the bandages, but what he saw was not rotten, mutated flesh and blood.

The wound has healed.

Those wounds that were bitten by sharp teeth and then grew grass and trees are now basically just scabs. If you're ruthless, you can just tear them off, leaving only a layer of new skin.

Lu Ban didn't sense anything was wrong at all.

However, he was certain that there was nothing wrong with his body; he wasn't the kind of person with amazing regenerative abilities who would feel pain for a long time after being punched.

In other words, Lu Ban is facing serious problems right now.

He pondered for a moment, and finally his gaze fell on the quilt.

The simple, unadorned patterns on the quilt were rearranged and recombined to form a system of cold, impersonal text.

[Skill: Photosynthesis]

This is a skill that Lu Ban obtained after completing the mission. At first glance, there is nothing special about it. He was too tired last night and did not test it immediately.

Now Lu Ban knows what this skill is for.

Simply put, it's photosynthesis.

Lu Ban went to the balcony. The balcony on the 13th floor was large enough to receive the summer sun. The warm light fell on Lu Ban, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Furthermore, Lu Ban could feel that his body was producing energy, and even without breakfast, his hunger was slowly subsiding.

The wound was even more remarkable; after being exposed to even more intense sunlight, it emitted an itch. Lu Ban peeled off the dead skin and scabs, revealing that the skin underneath had already healed.

He saw his arm, and it seemed as if something was swimming through his veins, like the wriggling vines in the grass last night, except that these things brought Lu Ban comfort and peace of mind.

"..."

Lu Ban took out his phone and took a selfie in the mirror.

"Luckily, my hair didn't turn green."

He remarked with emotion.

This photosynthesis skill allows Lu Ban to perform photosynthesis.

As long as it is exposed to the sun, it can convert solar energy into the energy its body needs. If Lu Ban were left on a deserted island to survive, he wouldn't need to eat anything strange to produce and consume his own energy.

Moreover, just like plants quickly repair themselves after being cut, Lu Ban's small wounds also heal rapidly under sunlight.

To verify this, Lu Ban took a kitchen knife from the kitchen, went to the balcony, and gently made a cut on his left ring finger.

Fresh blood seeped out and dripped onto the ground.

Lu Ban saw that something like insects seemed to crawl out of the wound and then retract, and with the sunlight, the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stabbed him again.

After repeating this process three times, Lu Ban arrived at the above conclusion.

"Since it's photosynthesis, wouldn't fertilizing it help it grow better?"

Lu Ban had a slight idea to buy Jin Ke La online.

However, he then thought that his own excrement after digestion was actually rich in ammonia and nitrogen, and perhaps his body could regulate itself to repeatedly absorb the nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium in these substances to nourish itself.

"In novels, those who cultivate immortality don't need to eat or excrete after reaching a certain level of cultivation. In other words, they may have also mastered photosynthesis."

Lu Ban was mainly curious about the changes in himself.

"Should I be considered... a vegetable now?"

As he muttered to himself, he heard his doorbell ring.

"Who?"

Lu Ban walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

A bloodshot eye was peering at him through the cat's eye.

Lu Ban moved slightly away from the cat's eye.

"How strange... Let me take another look."

He glanced again and saw two police officers in uniform standing at the door.

Lu Ban hurriedly opened the door.

When the two policemen saw Lu Ban open the door, they were about to speak when they saw the kitchen knife in Lu Ban's hand.

"Put the knife down first."

A policeman took a half step back and touched the communicator at his waist.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Lu Ban placed the kitchen knife on the table.

“We received a report that someone is self-harming on your balcony… Is it convenient for us to come in?”

The police officer asked.

It seems that Lu Ban was sunbathing and photosynthesizing on the balcony when his neighbor across the street saw him and called the police.

"Yes, yes, please come in, please come in."

Seeing this harmonious and loving neighborly relationship, Lu Ban was deeply moved.

After receiving permission, another police officer entered Lu Ban's house and looked around.

"No, I just cut my finger with a knife to check."

Lu Ban spoke the truth.

The two police officers froze in their tracks.

They exchanged a glance and looked at Lu Ban warily.

"This will hurt you. Do you have any requests? Let me see your wound."

A policeman asked Lu Ban to reach out his hand.

Lu Ban stretched out both hands, palms open.

The police examined the wound carefully but found nothing.

They looked at Lu Ban with suspicion.

At this moment, one of the police officers seemed to remember something. He looked at Lu Ban carefully, checked the house number, took out his police terminal to check, and then gave his partner a look.

"It's good that everything is alright. Let's go back now. Remember, if you have any problems, find the police."

The two left Lu Ban's house and, instead of taking the elevator, went to the corner.

"what happened?"

The police officer who was reminded was somewhat confused.

"Do you remember the previous dangerous person report, the one that was linked to the hospital's psychiatric department?"

His companion took out a police mobile phone and showed Lu Ban's photo and related information.

"...Severe delusional disorder, paranoia, schizophrenia, extremely dangerous!"

The two of them became somewhat nervous as they looked at the description above.

“I just checked, and there are no marks on his palms. He definitely wasn’t hurting himself by holding a kitchen knife.”

"Yes, and I noticed that his room was very clean, even under the bed. Who would clean under the bed? There must be a reason for severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. It could be psychological trauma or something to cover up."

“He held the knife very skillfully, and it was with his hand behind his back. This is not the way you would cut vegetables; it looks more like he was attacking someone.”

"I think I just saw a lot of hair under his bathroom drain. Judging from the length of the hair, it doesn't seem to be his own; it looks like it belongs to a woman."

"I always felt there was another person in the room, but I couldn't explain why, it was just a simple intuition."

"There was a crowbar in the corner of the bedroom with dark red stains on it, possibly congealed blood."

The two of them spoke in hushed tones, taking turns exchanging words.

At that moment, one of the police officers suddenly saw Lu Ban standing at the stairwell behind his colleague.

He was also holding a police cap in his hand.

"You forgot your hats."

Lu Ban handed them the police hats, gave them a warm smile, and then turned to leave.

"..."

The two police officers looked at each other, their hearts filled with turmoil.