But William Carter's case is not only that he has a manual, but it's also extremely detailed—even allowing him to carefully correct small mistakes in his movements. The efficiency is simply on a whole different level.

William Carter was completely absorbed in his practice, and the environment at home was especially quiet. Unknowingly, several hours passed.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear the sound of someone unlocking the door with a key.

William Carter's consciousness instantly returned to the real world. He turned his head and saw Grace Bennett pushing the door open and entering the living room.

"William Carter, what are you doing? You didn't even turn on the lights."

Grace Bennett turned on the living room lights as she changed into her slippers.

William Carter was startled. He looked outside—sure enough, it was already completely dark. Then he checked the time; it was already past nine o'clock.

"You're already back from working overtime. Did you eat dinner? Are you hungry?" William Carter asked.

Grace Bennett stretched lazily. "Of course I ate. Look at the time."

William Carter could only silently take out his phone and order some food for himself.

Grace Bennett glanced at him and immediately knew what he was doing. "You haven't eaten yet? I seriously suspect you'll starve yourself to death one day."

William Carter rolled his eyes. "I'm obviously working out hard, okay? By the way, you should know about the trial, right?"

Grace Bennett sat down on the sofa nearby. "Of course. I already jumped to over 80 on medium difficulty. Impressive, right?"

William Carter was shocked. "Over 80? Weren't you working overtime? And you still have the nerve to complain to me about being busy at work?"

"Overtime? Everyone's just slacking off like crazy," Grace Bennett said energetically, showing no sign of overtime fatigue. "Just sit at your desk, close your eyes and pretend you're reading documents—who cares if you're actually working or not?"

William Carter: "You can really get away with that?"

So disappointing.

William Carter was truly disappointed.

He had thought that, since Grace Bennett was at work, he could push his trial record further ahead and show off to Grace Bennett when she got back. Who would have thought she was slacking off at work the whole time?

The world is really going downhill; people just aren't what they used to be.

But as they chatted, William Carter started to feel that this was actually completely normal. This portable smart system was simply the ultimate tool for slacking off at work.

In the past, if people wanted to secretly play web games or mobile games at work, they had to be constantly on guard for the boss or supervisor walking by, and had to develop lightning-fast reflexes to instantly switch to a work document. If you were even a little slow and got caught, the consequences could be serious.

And many people's office computers had little memory and ran slowly, which led to all kinds of disasters.

But now, you just sit in your chair and your consciousness can immerse itself in the world of the trial. Cover your eyes a bit with your hair—who can tell if your eyes are open or closed? And if someone walks over, you can sense it, instantly return your consciousness to the real world, click the mouse a few times, tap the keyboard, and easily get away with it.

With something this good, who would actually work seriously?

Even someone as diligent and responsible as Grace Bennett was openly slacking off—impressive!

But there was still something William Carter couldn't figure out.

"By the way, I get why you slack off at work, since you play games too. But for those who don't play games, this activity of jumping from platform to platform on the system shouldn't be appealing to them at all, right?"

Grace Bennett looked at William Carter. "Did you not go online at all tonight?"

"Oh," William Carter thought for a moment. "No, I was too focused."

Grace Bennett gave him a disdainful look and explained, "Tonight, a group of people already finished the medium difficulty trial first—they jumped to the 100th platform. Guess what happened to them?"

William Carter looked shocked. "Did their genes mutate?"

Grace Bennett rolled her eyes. "Not quite, but close. These people found that their bodies in the real world had been comprehensively enhanced. Not only that, they could freely switch between their bodies in the game."

William Carter was completely baffled. There was actually such a thing?

Grace Bennett looked at him calmly. "Well, my coworkers had the same expression when they first heard about it. No one believed it."

William Carter's mouth twitched. "Mainly because this completely overturns scientific principles and logic, okay? Freely switching between two bodies—such a fantastical thing is possible now? Are doctors all going to be out of a job in the future?"

Grace Bennett nodded. "Pretty much. But the proportion is extremely low. The people who cleared medium difficulty aren't ordinary—they're either professional gamers with genius-level skills, outstanding athletes, or even martial arts masters and fighters."

"And because there are so few people like this right now, the news is half-true, half-false. But the key is, if you ask your portable smart system, it'll tell you it's true. As long as you complete the medium difficulty trial, you can get these rewards."

Chapter 10: What the Heck, Transformation

William Carter had thought his own progress was pretty fast, but after hearing that so many people had cleared medium difficulty in just a few hours, he felt a bit discouraged.

But then he thought it through and felt better. After all, his own trial was at an extremely high difficulty, so he shouldn't be any worse than them.