Just as William Harper was pondering how this phone, with no camera, speaker, or microphone on the front, could possibly make calls—what kind of black technology was at work here?—his fingers found the answer by touch on the back. He turned the phone over and discovered that everything that should have been on the front was actually on the back. With just a little imagination, you could picture how “ridiculous” it would look to flip the phone over, screen facing out, to make a call.

“No wonder it was given away for one yuan. With such a bizarre design, it’s like they’re paying buyers to take it! The delivery guy walked so fast—he must have pocketed my one yuan.”

William Harper’s curiosity about this strange phone was off the charts, so he immediately pressed the power button...

Chapter 3: Husband, tonight should we replenish yang with yin, or yin with yang?

After William Harper pressed the power button, he couldn’t tell if the phone had turned on, because everything went black before his eyes, and he found himself transported to a strangely furnished room.

This room had no doors or windows, nor any home-style furniture—just two rows on either side, each with five cylindrical “incubation pods,” making it a standard “dark room.” The pods were the kind you often see in classic comics, used to heal injuries, alter genes, or brew up alien monsters. If this description still doesn’t conjure a clear image, dear readers, you can check out Dragon Ball and Guyver, especially the chapters on Saiyan healing and Zoanoid creation.

On a blank wall, a faintly visible girl was speaking softly. No matter how William Harper listened, he felt this ghostly girl seemed to be asking, “Husband, tonight should we replenish yang with yin, or yin with yang?” He really wanted to reply, “I cultivate both yin and yang,” but his legs were so weak that his vocal cords couldn’t vibrate enough to make a sound.

After more than ten seconds, William Harper’s brain finally processed the phrase “replenish yang with yin, or yin with yang” into normal speech, and understood that the girl in the wall was saying: “Thank you for trying out ‘Omni Martial God’ for the first time. You have one chance to draw a card. Would you like to use it now?”

William Harper was shocked, let out a long breath, and exclaimed, “What the heck! Have mobile games evolved to this level now?”

In theory, there’s no company on Earth that could develop such surreal simulation technology.

As a science guy, William Harper had a far deeper understanding of modern technology than most people, and he just couldn’t accept what he was seeing. This wasn’t a sci-fi novel, nor was it set thousands of years in the future... He’d rather believe he’d been abducted by aliens.

Summoning his courage, William Harper asked, “Where is this place? How do I get out? Are you an alien? Do you have a boyfriend—wait, I mean, are you human or a ghost?”

A “beauty” dressed in sheer gauze, with a graceful figure, stepped out from the wall.

William Harper was so scared he nearly peed himself, and the second half of his sentence just trailed off in fear!

The beauty gave a gentle curtsey, smiled sweetly, and said, “Of course I’m human! Don’t you recognize your old classmate?”

When William Harper saw the beauty’s face clearly, his expression became one of utter disbelief.

Even after today’s string of bizarre events—his phone screen going black on the subway while playing “Let’s Get Gay Together,” tossing the wrong phone into a gay guy’s pants at the wrong place, buying a weird phone for one yuan, being thrown into a dark room full of incubation pods by the phone—none of it had shocked him as much as seeing this woman.

He even forgot to question the logic of all these unbelievable events!

This woman really was his classmate from junior high, named Henry Clark, nicknamed: Bone-Chilling Cold! She was a super ice-cold beauty, a natural queen.

As for his relationship with Henry Clark... it wasn’t exactly close, more like ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend.

If there was anything special... she was William Harper’s first love.

“You... you, you... how did you become a female ghost?”

“I’m a man, when did I become a female ghost? If anything, I’d be a handsome ghost!”

“Damn... did I accidentally go gay?”

William Harper’s brain “froze” again, this time for quite a while. After all, this news was way too much for a “straight as steel” guy to handle. It took him more than ten minutes to recover.

William Harper carefully looked at this “female classmate’s” neck—no Adam’s apple. Then he glanced at the chest—definitely flat. He stared a bit longer at the crotch, but... couldn’t make out anything.

William Harper kept adjusting his pupils’ resolution, trying to see more clearly, but the “alluring female classmate” wasn’t having it. She reached out and smacked his head, pouting, “You’re still such a perv, always staring there first. So, how have you been all these years? How did you end up here?”

William Harper snapped back to his senses and blurted out, “How did you become transgender?”

Henry Clark smacked him hard again and shouted, “Transgender, my ass! In ‘Omni Martial God’ I’m a man—nobody said anything about real life! You, bastard, should know better than anyone whether I’m a man or a woman in reality.”

William Harper nodded repeatedly. He really did know—he once...

Forget it, better to keep things harmonious.