There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 761 - 281: Preparations Underway

A bottle labeled 'Food Synthesis', containing about the volume of a cigarette pack, with a greenish-blue hue inside.

When Zhang Feng drank down the mechanically synthesized food, he could approximately experience what a normal person's eating sensation felt like.

Such as feeling full, along with the taste bud sensations of eating, and a sense of satisfaction.

The other bottle was labeled 'Beverage Synthesis', similar to the food.

Similarly, they also had certain power supply and cleaning functions, which could clear away some old and rusty traces inside Zhang Feng's body.

This was also to prevent Zhang Feng from drinking regular water or some 'mechanical snacks', or something else, which could lead to internal rust spots crisscrossing.

There are specialized foods available on the market for robots to eat.

But some of these are from small workshops, naturally harmful to mechanical health.

But now.

Zhang Feng was already flesh and blood of a normal person, so when facing these two bottles of synthesis.

It was still better to eat them.

To see what it feels like for a normal person to eat.

Zhang Feng's strong physique, along with the protection of his vitality and four-dimensional Golden Core, allowed him to digest some conventional chemical substances.

And as these synthetic substances, like car engine oil, were consumed.

The former mechanical body felt satisfied.

Nowadays.

Zhang Feng, however, felt a bit of the normal human's nausea.

Of course, Zhang Feng didn't have the feeling of nausea; it was just that he felt if he were a normal person, he would have a similar 'feeling of disgust' and an 'upset stomach'.

And after the digestion in the stomach, there was a sensation similar to the feeling of inhaling the smell of gunpowder.

All these added up to a strong dizziness.

Similar to 'ear rock disease', making the whole person spin nauseatingly.

Zhang Feng experienced it a bit and realized there were some chemical additives in the food that acted directly on his brain nerves.

It's just that now, without the mechanical body's support and dilution, it was now fully intense, coming at him in a rush.

This was the feeling of satisfaction for the mechanical.

Zhang Feng found they still acted on the brain.

Pretty good.

Zhang Feng thought this food could be slightly copied and bring it to reality for diversification in reality.

Because in reality, there are also quite a few people with superconducting prosthetics.

Many of them also no longer have the appetite of a normal person, relying more on Z1 charging and enjoying food in the virtual world.

Yet in reality, no one has really developed this kind of food.

First, it requires research on neurons, biology, plants, etc.

Secondly, with the virtual world, no company wants to engage in such thankless tasks.

Big companies think it's not worthwhile, and for small companies, even if they find it worthwhile, they'd rather research something else.

Computing power is limited, after all.

They surely focus on those major topics and deep research.

In a pinch, even if they give their computing power to the Federation, the Federation would pay them 'rental fees' daily.

But if they say to take the formula and sell it directly, there are some people willing to raise their hands and try to expand this 'superconducting human' market.

Zhang Feng thinks it's possible, after all, it's diversification.

And if this method of chemically stimulating the brain is researched more, it might even lead to a covert method to train the brain.

The current reality system has a lot, and many experts.

With everyone brainstorming, perhaps there'd be a sudden inspiration to add a small system to one's Three-in-One Primordial Qi.

Zhang Feng is like that now.

'Searching' and 'Learning.'

Especially in such an eighth-level world, perhaps there are some very strange and useful minor discoveries.

Like this food.

It's quite good.

Gurgle gurgle—

Zhang Feng thought about it and finished all these 'engine oil food'.

His powerful vitality was enough to decompose these heavy metal elements that would damage the internal organs and brain if taken directly by the flesh.

He could even, with the assistance of vitality and the 'Energy Conversion Talisman', transform it into useful bodily energy for Zhang Feng.

Nowadays, Zhang Feng can absorb spiritual Qi just by sunbathing and exposure to radiation.

Under the spiritual sense and microcosm, the current conversion rate is relatively high. Just from sunlight alone, Zhang Feng has achieved about 15% of normal spiritual Qi intake.

It is estimated that when his realm reaches Divinity Transformation, he could achieve 100% normal spiritual Qi concentration.

This normal spiritual Qi concentration has a standard of 1.

And it can still be unlimitedly increased.

For instance, if he expands his body to receive more sunlight, though the quality doesn't increase, the quantity does.

Or perhaps, when his spiritual consciousness is vast enough, he could devour some luminous stars, like swallowing the sun.

That would be theoretically a 'bodily infinite spiritual Qi generator'.

At least before the sun extinguishes, his spiritual Qi would be abundant.

Every attack and magic would stem from the sun's gift.

However, if it truly reached the point where he could devour the sun and massively cast magic.

With a couple of big moves, the sun within him would likely extinguish.

Zhang Feng also concluded that when reaching an invincible and immensely large realm, he would most likely starve to death.

Because, in some way, the universe's matter is finite, and one day, it would be fully consumed.

By then, after starving to death and imploding and exploding, it would be a new beginning of chaos, a new universe being born.

Therefore.

Zhang Feng can now clearly conclude that unless the 'Celestial Daoist' of the 'past' is found, they're basically starving to death.

Just like the law net of this world.

If it keeps expanding indefinitely and slowly researches various 'energy conversion' formulas, until the universe's resources are depleted.