Chapter 57: A

Vital signs are a term from physiology and medicine, representing signs of the human body that have diagnostic significance.

They are the multiple results produced after the human body's nervous system, circulatory system, respiratory system, endocrine system, and others work together in coordination!

And now, Lu Mingfei can perform a certain degree of Body Sign Micro-manipulation on them.

This is equivalent to him being able to indirectly influence every system in his entire body!

Lu Mingfei blinks his eyes.

His "perception" of his own vital signs is very strange; it is not a string of data listed on paper, nor is there detailed visualization, but rather a general "feeling."

Currently, the description of this "feeling" is "hungry, sleepy."

This is also normal, as there is simply too much data in the human body that can be categorized as vital signs.

There are twelve major physiological systems, and each system has dozens or hundreds of observable vital signs. If one were to list them one by one, it would be a terrifying and despair-inducing quantity!

Lu Mingfei feels that he certainly cannot grasp it, at least not right now.

His current knowledge reserve simply does not support him in performing "micro-manipulation" detailed to that extent; things like "upregulating resting heart rate by 0.1 percent"... to say nothing of anything else, he would at least have to learn the Fenghua accent first, right?

"A certain degree of micro-manipulation, does that mean... regulation based on this feeling?"

Lu Mingfei thinks for a moment and tries to modify "hungry, sleepy" to "not hungry, awake."

The "Emperor" issues a command to his own body.

And so, the "great army" sets out!

The gastric smooth muscle automatically contracts, maintaining a 50% fullness state; fatty acid β-oxidation is activated; the body switches from glycogen energy supply to fat energy supply... the "hunger" disappears.

The activity of A2A adenosine receptors is blocked, a large number of ENT1 transporters in astrocytes are activated, and the adenosine concentration in the basal forebrain is rapidly reduced to below 0.3μmol/L... "wakefulness" arrives.

Everything is so natural and smooth; Lu Mingfei fails to perceive such detailed bodily activity at all, he only notices that he is suddenly truly neither hungry nor sleepy!

An inexplicable joy wells up in his heart; is that the comfort after hunger is "satisfied," or the elation after the "regulation" receives positive feedback?

Lu Mingfei only knows—

【Warning, electric shock countdown...】

Right, it's this, exactly as expected.

"Start Learning!"

According to last night's Schedule, Lu Mingfei begins to focus on Chinese.

He enters the "Flow State" with ease, and no more sleepiness arises.

Time ticks by, second by second.

【After diligent Learning, your 【Chinese】 level has increased, gaining 1 point of Proficiency】

【After...】

Early morning, six-thirty.

【Warning, it is time for the 【Eat Breakfast】 Schedule Plan...】

Amidst the warning sound, Lu Mingfei stands up and walks out of the classroom, checking the Proficiency panel while he is at it.

His Chinese Proficiency has increased by four points, reaching 88/100!

"In that case, doesn't that mean Chinese can also level up today?"

"Thinking about it carefully, other than the fact that the entries given by the English level-up weren't of much use, the other entries are all very useful..."

Lu Mingfei's expression is somewhat strange; could it be that the Schedule also has a "subject discrimination chain"?

"I wonder which table I can sit at after Chinese levels up?"

The sky is still black, and in the Shilan Middle School campus, there is no one else besides Lu Mingfei.

The security guard has already changed shifts and is startled when he sees Lu Mingfei coming out from inside, thinking he had been locked in some classroom and stayed overnight. It takes a full explanation from Lu Mingfei to make it clear.

He arrived much too early; at that time, the breakfast shops outside the school hadn't even opened yet, so he didn't buy any to bring to the classroom like usual, and now he has to go outside the school again.

Lu Mingfei actually considered buying bread the night before and stuffing it in his backpack like the first day, so he wouldn't have to buy it the next morning.

But after careful consideration, he still chooses to buy it fresh.

Bread is the kind of thing that's fine to eat once or twice, but it doesn't work if you do it too often.

For most Chinese people, there is a kind of misery called "not even being able to eat a single hot meal," so eating cold food too often brings a sense of desolation, especially when eating alone.

Lu Mingfei is not a person who likes desolation; the word desolation is always inseparable from loneliness, and he hates loneliness the most.

It is like being under the bright moon, with ten thousand homes full of joy, while only he stands at the peak, accompanied by endless frost and sorrow.

Lu Mingfei is lost in thought as he arrives at the breakfast shop; the proprietress is just lifting the bamboo steamer, and white, plump buns appear wrapped in steam. He takes a deep breath and removes "not hungry" from 【Body Sign Micro-manipulation】.

Endless hunger engulfs him! Lu Mingfei has never felt such a hungry state; he feels he could swallow a cow whole right now!

【Body Sign Micro-manipulation】 is indeed control over the body, but this is only a temporarily added state.

Lu Mingfei can roughly guess the mechanism behind how this state takes effect; energy cannot be created or destroyed out of thin air, matter only transforms. However long he controls it during "micro-manipulation," he will naturally need to make up for that much after it is lifted!

"Boss, I want five fresh meat buns, five preserved vegetable buns, and two steamed dumplings... no, wait, double it!"

The proprietress is stunned at these words; she originally wanted to advise Lu Mingfei, but after seeing his eyes, which are so hungry they are turning green and even faintly glowing with a golden light, she dismisses the idea and decisively starts picking up the buns.

She feels that if she dawdles for even a moment longer, Lu Mingfei might just reach out and grab them directly!

The soft dough is bitten through in one mouthful, and the meat broth, along with the fatty and lean fresh meat, is eaten along with it. The buns that just came out of the steamer are still a bit hot, but Lu Mingfei can't care about that at all; he even has the urge to cry...

He is too hungry; being able to eat a hot meal in a state of extreme hunger is simply one of the most comfortable things in the world!

The meat filling and dough, not yet fully chewed, are swallowed whole by him, and he follows up with another bite; rather than "eating," it would be more appropriate to call it "stuffing," and unsurprisingly...

Lu Mingfei chokes.

"Ugh, ugh..."

Just as he is preparing to get up to find something to help wash it down, a nearly transparent hand reaches out in front of him, holding a bottle of Wahaha mineral water that has just been opened.

"Mmph!"

Lu Mingfei didn't have time to think too much; he grabbed the mineral water, took two gulps, and managed to swallow the large lump of food that had been stuck, finally stopping his stomach, which had been cramping from hunger, from protesting. He gasped for air and said.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

The person speaking was a girl with a slight Russian accent. She came to the table where Lu Mingfei was eating, placed a mat down first, and then sat.

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat.

Sitting before him was a petite girl with skin so pale it looked cold. Her hair, a blonde so light it was almost pure white, was braided and tied into a bun on top of her head, revealing a slender neck.

She was so plain she looked like an ice sculpture, possessing a stunning beauty yet expressionless, like an Arctic poppy blooming on a snowy plain.

But the reason for Lu Mingfei's heart skipping a beat wasn't because he saw a beautiful woman, but because of an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He felt... a sense of déjà vu regarding this girl?

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