Chapter 8: Little Boy Adam

Harbor District, Jinqiangyu Lvdian, second-floor ordinary guest room.

In the middle of the bedroom, a skinny male sheep weighing over forty kilograms was sound asleep on a dirty wool carpet.

Luosen crouched beside the sheep, one hand on its head, the other on its rump, eyes closed, silently chanting in his mind.

"Laifu~ open the Transformation Technique modeling space."

Laifu is the activation passphrase of the system in his mind.

The system is called General GPT Artificial Intelligence, residing deep in the soul, communicating in natural language, and capable of training auxiliary abilities in all fields.

Its computing power is extremely high, its algorithm exceptionally outstanding; when operating, it can automatically draw power from the magic ring without Luosen needing to supply extra energy.

The only flaw is probably its slow learning speed.

It's not that Laifu learns slowly, but that training new abilities requires a large amount of data.

Luosen also lacks internet assistance, so the speed of providing data naturally cannot be fast.

Therefore, after ten years of transmigration, although he has trained many abilities, most are merely adequate; only four can truly be called peak abilities.

On average, it takes nearly two and a half years to train one ability; the efficiency is really low.

But Luosen is quite optimistic.

Because as his mana continually strengthens, he masters more and more spells, and his ability to acquire data also grows stronger.

The first peak ability took him nearly four years to train successfully, while the most recent one took less than a year.

And one of these peak abilities is the Transformation Technique.

Or more accurately, it is a Transformation School Technique.

And the reason he put great effort into training it is because the Transformation School Technique is profound and vast, with enormous development potential.

Getting back to the point.

Following Luosen's command, an indifferent mechanical thought arose in his mind.

"Opening the intelligent modeling space."

Luosen felt his eyes light up as a three-dimensional modeling interface appeared before him.

The interface was very clear, its resolution and light distribution indistinguishable from the real environment.

At this moment, the interface was empty, with only a pure white background.

"Please describe the modeling requirements in natural language."

Luosen had already thought it through.

"Male human, Weilan race, age nine, weight thirty kilograms, features exquisite as a painting, demeanor yin-like and slightly slender but not overly so, skin fair and smooth, aside from male sexual characteristics, everything else looks female."

The modeling interface lit up, displaying a generic male human model, which then quickly transformed according to Luosen's request.

About twenty seconds later, a basic model meeting the requirements appeared—a handsome little boy.

If, as before, he were to open a commoner brothel, this would already be quite good.

But this time he is selling to shrewd noble merchants, so naturally he must strive for perfection.

But Luosen completely lacks artistic talent; in his previous life, he couldn't even get character creation in games right.

What to do? Of course there is a way.

"Laifu, according to my initial request, perform modeling twenty times in a row."

Laifu's greatest advantage is not a high upper limit of ability.

In fact, Laifu struggles to surpass human peak performance; at best it can only match it.

His advantage lies in, while guaranteeing an extremely high average standard, overwhelming human work efficiency! In less than five minutes, twenty handsome little boy models appeared in the interface.

These little boys share uniform traits, but each possesses its own unique temperament.

This unique temperament comes from the algorithm's random emergence, something that can be encountered but not sought; if luck is good, an exceptional specimen may appear.

Luosen examined them one by one; when he saw the ninth model, his eyes lit up suddenly.

"Yin-like yet exquisite, with a hint of stubbornness and yang vigor—it's practically an angel fallen into the mortal world!"

"It's you!"

"Laifu, take this as the modeling specimen and assist me in casting the Transformation Technique on the target."

"Assisting in casting."

With this thought, Luosen also cooperated by releasing the Transformation Technique on the sheep on the ground.

Once sufficient transformation energy had been gathered, he transferred the authority to guide the spell's energy to Laifu.

A misty light shone on the sheep on the floor, and the sheep changed its form at a visible speed.

After lasting about a minute, it turned into the preset form from the modeling interface.

Every detail was exactly the same, simply flawless.

Selena, standing nearby, originally didn't think much of it, but the moment the boy appeared, her gaze tightened and her nonchalant expression disappeared instantly.

"Mm~ looking at it, it seems quite exquisite."

She squatted beside the 'little boy', examining it back and forth, growing more astonished with each check, until finally she wore an expression of utter disbelief.

"Mother Nature above, I actually found no flaw; if I hadn't witnessed your transformation myself, I would almost have thought this was a real person!"

"But this is a full-body transformation of a different species!"

"How on earth did you manage this?"

Luosen naturally wouldn't tell the truth; his face showed a hint of 'fatigue'.

"Madam, you didn't see it? I changed it with the Transformation Technique."

"I of course know it was changed by the Transformation Technique; I'm asking how you did it."

"Just imagine the final form in your mind, then transform accordingly."

"Just transform like that?"

Selena's jade‑green eyes stared at Luosen in a dazed way, taking a long while before she came back to herself.

"Luosen, the casting difficulty of this Transformation Technique is at least 40 stars; even the Sage of the Five Rings might not reach that level!"

Luosen shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, madam, the evaluation system for casting difficulty isn't entirely objective; there can be huge individual differences."

"After all, every mage has his own unique talent, and I am especially good at using the Transformation Technique."

Selena was taken aback, looking at Luosen half‑believing, half‑doubting: "Is that really a personal talent?"

"Indeed."

Luosen wore a confident expression, then added: "Of course, it's also the result of my years of relentless effort."

Selena seemed convinced: "Alright, what's next?"

"Next, we release the spiritual imprint."

Luosen walked to the sheep and placed his hand on its forehead.

"Madam, I've devised a complex behavior pattern; once I imprint them one by one onto the sheep's soul, it will act just like a human."

This ability is not supreme, only outstanding; it can't fool a true Sage, but for today's occasion it is sufficient.

Selena stared at Luosen without blinking: "I will watch closely."

Luosen gathered his spirit in a flash and began casting again.

Like the Transformation Technique, the spell of spiritual imprint itself isn't hard; the difficulty lies in writing the action strategy. It must make it look human while also fitting the sheep's physiological habits.

Making it look human is for deception, while matching the sheep's habits is needed for a lasting transformation.

If the sheep doesn't eat or drink, it will die quickly.

Luosen spent a full half‑year writing this strategy, ending up with over a thousand steps, and tested it many times.

The final product is called "Heart of the Sheepman."

The strategy is so complex that quickly imprinting it into the sheep's mind far exceeds ordinary human limits, but Luosen has Laifu's assistance.

The casting finished quickly.

"All right, madam, now it's your turn to release the Strong Constant Technique."

Selena shook her head: "No, I must verify first."

She had seen the Transformation Technique and knew it was impressive, but if this thing is a human body with a sheep's heart, it would be wasted effort, so she needed careful verification.

Luosen gently patted the sheep's head: "Yadan, wake up."

He also explained: "Yadan is the name I gave it."

Sure enough, "little boy Yadan" slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of black‑and‑white, star‑bright eyes.

The eyes blinked, then he raised his hand to rub them, and finally slowly propped up his upper body, just like a newly awakened little boy.

Luosen added: "Yadan, don't sit on the ground, stand up."

Little boy Yadan immediately stood up from the floor, but then realized he was naked.

He instantly covered his small belly with his hands, curled his body, his face showing clear embarrassment, and his cheeks reddened visibly.

Selena stared without blinking, subconsciously reminding.

"Hmm, Yadan is shy; put clothes on him."

Luosen promptly handed over clothing: "Yadan, put the clothes on."

Yadan complied at once.

The movements were a bit clumsy, but the whole process went smoothly, and he soon dressed properly.

The overall performance was very natural, leaving no hint of discord.

Selena, now deeply interested, poured a glass of water from the table and handed it over: "Yadan, drink."

The little boy immediately took the cup and drank; after finishing, he suddenly covered his stomach, squeezed his legs together, and his face showed anxiety.

Selena asked oddly: "What's wrong with him?"

Luosen smiled: "He needs to pee."

Then he ordered: "Yadan, the urinal is in the corner; go there yourself."

Yadan jogged over at once and began to take care of his bodily need.

After finishing, he readjusted his clothes, walked back with a contented expression, still standing in place.

Apart from being unable to speak, his overall performance was indistinguishable from a real little boy.

Luosen looked at Selena: "Madam, is that acceptable?"

Selena gave no answer.

She stared at Luosen fixedly, as if trying to see through his body, directly into his soul.

Luosen, feeling a chill from her gaze, spread his hands: "What's the matter, madam?"

Selena hummed lightly: "Luosen, are you honestly telling me you've been playing dumb with Anna all this time?"

Luosen shook his head: "Why would you say that?"

Selena stepped closer to Luosen.

"The two spells you just cast are extraordinarily difficult, beyond anything I could even imagine. And someone like this, who only graduated from apprenticeship after ten years, doesn't that seem absurd to you?"

Luosen stepped back: "Madam, I said every mage has his own unique talent."

"For me, magical cultivation is my biggest weakness; I only broke through the low‑level threshold two years ago."

"But casting ability is my strength."

"Of course, my speed of grasping new knowledge isn't fast, which makes my learning time much longer than ordinary people."

"In a way, that's the truth."

Selena wore an incredulous face: "Do you think I'm a fool? You must have secretly learned many skills from Anna."

"Um, I did sneak a few."

I knew it.

Selena wore a small smug look of "I see through you": "Now, I am your wife; I think you need not hide the truth from me, you can completely tell me the secrets of the Transformation Technique."

Luosen had anticipated every possible development since he decided to con, so he wasn't the slightest bit surprised by Selena's reaction.

After ten years of transmigration and ten years of hard study, he had indeed learned a great deal of skills.

But he would never readily reveal it to a princess he was not yet well acquainted with.

Of course, as time passed and they became thoroughly familiar with each other, and she proved reliable and tight-lipped, aside from Laifu's existence, he would gradually tell her his abilities.

As for now, the time is not yet ripe.

"Bang~" a soft sound.

Luosen was forced to retreat to the wall, his back pressed against the wooden wall, yet his face wore a perpetual helpless smile.

"Madam, in this world some are born sculpture masters, some create beautiful paintings with just a few strokes, some are naturally suited to martial arts—others study for a year while they master it in three days. Don't these too have secrets?"

"If there really are secrets, they must be talent plus hard work."

"For example, this Transformation Technique—I actually started researching it a year ago, became deeply fascinated, and practiced whenever I had free time, which is why I have today's achievement."

Selena was half-believing, half-doubting: "Really?"

"Madam, what would I gain by deceiving you? Besides, if I intended to hide it from you, why would I release it in front of you?"

Selena slowly nodded: "You're right about that. Then tell me how you practiced it."

Luosen gave a slight smile: "Madam, are you begging me, or are you proposing an exchange?"

"How would begging work? How would an exchange work?"

"If you're begging me, since you're my wife, I would of course share it with you for free."

"But if it's an exchange, then we follow the mages' customary rule: trade skill for skill."

Selena paused, thought seriously for a moment, and said: "Forget it, I won't ask. I lack the talent for it. Even if I knew, I couldn't master it."

Luosen smiled: "That's a very wise thought. Since we're married, what I can do, you naturally can as well—you have no need to waste this time."

Selena glanced at Luosen with some astonishment: "I always thought you were dull, but I didn't expect you to have your slick-talking moments."

"But what you said is also right, so let's continue with our action."

"As you wish, madam."

The book has been signed; starting tomorrow, there will be two official updates per day.

Today, let Lao Mo store a few more drafts, hehe.

(End of chapter)