Chapter 5: The Poor Guy\’s Dilemma
Chapter 5: The Poor Guy\’s Dilemma
Fang Cheng awoke to violent hunger pangs.
He blinked open his eyes to find it was already morning.
His stomach roared like he hadn\’t eaten for weeks.
The gnawing emptiness left him pale and shaky, his head spinning as weakness flooded his limbs.
He rolled off the bed, crawling on hands and knees to the kitchen. Throwing open the fridge, he started shoving whatever he could find into his mouth.
Between frantic bites, tiny words flickered in his vision:
[+1 Food Intake]
He froze mid-chew, half-chewed food forgotten in his mouth.
The text vanished instantly but left perfect afterimages. Swallowing automatically triggered another message:
[+1 Food Intake]
This wasn\’t hunger madness.
Fang Cheng wolfed down the fridge\’s contents, barely curbing the hollow ache. Slumped on the floor, he finally processed last night\’s chaos – getting murdered by Blood Queen after crossing worlds, nearly dying again when Kanzaki Rin invaded his home, then collapsing from exhaustion.
His body had regenerated bullet wounds before the vampire\’s bite. Blood Queen\’s suspicious glare. Those numbers in his eyes. These eating notifications. Maybe his immortality came from something deeper than vampirism.
A built-in cheat from dimension-hopping?
He muttered experimental commands but no System answered.
His stomach growled again, already empty despite the feast. Grabbing his wallet, he trudged out to scavenge meals.
…
Though Fang Cheng had never visited Tokyo in his past life, the differences slapped him immediately.
Skyscrapers clawed at the smog-choked sky, neon signs bleeding color across steel canyons. The claustrophobic cityscape screamed cyberpunk dystopia – complete with snaking overhead pipes and patrol drones buzzing like mechanized wasps.
Monsters had devoured Area 11\’s rural zones, forcing humans into these vertical sardine cans. Same story worldwide. Fang Cheng glared at a passing drone, remembering how Kanzaki Rin used one to track him home last night.
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Her sharp features flashed in his memory, along with her warning: Blood Queen\’s vampire spawn would soon drag him into their deadly games.
Fang Cheng wasn’t sure if it was true or just a scare tactic. If it was the former, things looked grim.
…
Fang Cheng picked a random ramen shop along the street. He entered and ordered an extra-large bowl. Five servings vanished in quick succession, shocking the owner.
Ignoring the stares around him, Fang Cheng kept eating. The words \"Food Intake +1\" flickered repeatedly in his vision.
After the fifth bowl, the message shifted to \"Fullness +1.\"
His stomach finally settled at about 80% capacity. The original owner’s body would’ve struggled with even one small bowl, yet he’d consumed twenty times the usual amount.
Next, Fang Cheng visited a bank to check his savings.
His account held just over 3,000 Asian Yuan—the currency of the East Asia Human Rights Coalition. Though the currency held decent value, 3,000 was alarmingly low.
Calculating his daily expenses, Fang Cheng grew anxious. Eating like this every meal would bankrupt him within a month. Even one such meal per day wouldn’t last long.
His parents’ inheritance had been substantial enough for college, but the original owner’s gaming addiction had drained funds on virtual waifus.
Staring at his dwindling balance, Fang Cheng sighed. He’d slaved for survival before transmigrating, yet now faced the same wage-slave fate.
Pushing thoughts of Kanzaki Rin and vampires aside, he focused on earning food money.
Leaving the bank, Fang Cheng walked home with heavy thoughts, unaware of the shadow trailing him.
…
Kanzaki Rin watched from a street corner, her black hoodie blending into the dusk. She’d kept her word—not reporting Fang Cheng’s identity to her agency—but vigilance remained.
A vampire’s bloodlust surpassed all human desires. Newly turned ones especially needed blood to grow stronger, often sparking killings.
Certain Fang Cheng would follow this pattern, she’d staked out his home since dawn. Yet instead of hunting humans, he’d gorged on ramen.
Normal food couldn’t sate vampires—only blood worked. Yet ramen had apparently satisfied him. More puzzling: he showed no daytime discomfort, unlike others who avoided sunlight even during overcast hours.
Every clue contradicted vampire traits. Kanzaki Rin double-checked her facts—Fang Cheng had died from the Blood Queen’s bite, then revived. He’d even survived a silver dagger through the chest.
But silver should kill newborn vampires instantly. Immunity? Impossible.
Fang Cheng defied all logic. Kanzaki Rin’s curiosity hardened into resolve—she wouldn’t let this mystery go unsolved.
Moreover, those photos that filled Kanzaki Rin with shame remained in Fang Cheng\’s possession. The thought of him possibly using them for weird purposes made her shiver.
She needed to reclaim them!
As Fang Cheng walked away, Kanzaki Rin adjusted her hood and followed at a steady pace.
…
After returning home, Fang Cheng tested his body\’s capabilities.
He used knives, flames, and electrical sockets to cause harm while observing wound recovery speed.
Through testing, he figured out three things:
First, non-fatal injuries didn\’t reduce the number in his eyes.
Second, he could control healing speed – faster recovery drained stamina faster.
Third, healed wounds left him hungry.
When exercising, body parts showed [Exercise +1] prompts like some game interface.
Fang Cheng still didn\’t understand his immortality. The eye numbers might show remaining lives – zero could mean permanent death.
Money mattered more than body mysteries. Starving wasn\’t on his bucket list.
He booted his bedroom computer to search job listings.
Few postings existed, all demanding skilled workers.
Cities overflowed with rural migrants – no work remained for high school students.
After an hour\’s failed search, Fang Cheng slumped in frustration.
He opened a hidden folder containing last night\’s \"art photos\" of Kanzaki Rin.
Selling these to schoolboys could earn good money.
These photos could fetch fortunes.
But selling meant Kanzaki Rin would hunt him down. Plus, they\’d lose value as blackmail material.
Though desperate times might require selling them back to her directly.
\"Beep-beep!\"
A social media app auto-launched with a message: \"Fang Jun, decided yet?\"
Decided what?
Checking chat history unlocked buried memories.
Fang Cheng\’s eyes lit up – he\’d found his golden ticket.