r18novel Chapter 2 Martin's Morning
Chapter 2 Martin's Morning
Time flies, white horses pass by.
As Martin grew up, he made many friends at the orphanage.
Six of them were named Zhang Wei.
Looking at the Zhang Weis, who were of varying heights, Martin almost changed his name to Zhang Wei and formed a group of seven Calabash Brothers with the other six Zhang Weis.
Unfortunately, the dear old dean used his veto power to reject Martin's proposal.
Orphanage Director: There are over six hundred children in the orphanage, and more than one hundred of them are named Zhang Wei! If we agree to his name change, then from now on, let's just call it Zhang Wei Orphanage...
One day, the children in the orphanage longed for the world outside the fence. Martin, being the leader of the group, conspired with a few of his friends to sneak out and play in the middle of the night.
But a big yellow dog in the yard kept barking, which annoyed them, so Martin came up with a solution.
Feeding a dog sleeping pills!
Since then, they have always stolen the dean's sleeping pills and fed them to the big yellow dog. After the dog fell asleep, they would sneak out to play. This clever plan won unanimous praise from their friends. For this, Martin also gained a loyal little follower, one of the six Zhang Weis, who was dark-skinned and thin, and was very close to Martin.
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One day, Zhang Wei, the sidekick, made a bet with others that laxatives might work on animals. As a result, white "raindrops" began to fall from the sky over the square that day.
After the culprit, Zhang Wei, was identified, the former dean received more than a hundred uncles and aunts who came to complain.
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One day, the orphanage teachers led their class of 55 children to the rural suburbs to dig for wild vegetables and experience life.
Just as Martin was digging with great enthusiasm, an accident occurred, as expected.
Zhang Wei, the lackey, actually dug a metal object out of the ground and laboriously dragged it to Martin to present it as a treasure.
Martin was so frightened by just one glance that he was terrified.
Good heavens! This thing actually dug a rusty shell out of the ground!
Martin was so startled by the sight of the three-foot-high cannonball that he ran off in a panic. But halfway there, he suddenly remembered that Zhang Wei was still with the cannonball, so he had no choice but to run back to get him.
Martin ran while shouting: "Shells! Get down! Shells!!"
Everyone burst into laughter at Martin's comical appearance, showing no intention of running away.
It wasn't until the dean and the others heard Martin's shouts and came over to ask what was going on that Martin quickly told the dean what had happened.
At first, the dean thought it was Martin's prank and walked over without thinking much of it.
When the dean saw the shell on the ground, which was thicker than his own arm, his head was spinning.
Zhang Wei, oblivious to the situation, actually stepped forward, grabbed the shell, and, as if to claim credit, offered it to the dean, saying something like, "Dean, this iron is heavy; it'll definitely fetch a lot of money..."
The dean was so scared he almost wet his pants, fearing that the shell in Zhang Wei's hand would explode and that he would have to send her away.
She quickly and kindly advised Zhang Wei not to make any big moves and to gently place the shell.
Zhang Wei blinked his innocent-looking big eyes and had no choice but to put down the cannonball.
Then, the quick-witted dean grabbed Zhang Wei and ran away, slapping Zhang Wei's buttocks twice as he ran.
Who could imagine that a 56-year-old could burst into a speed of 10 meters per second?
After gathering all the children together, the dean found a local farmer who could guide them and, with trembling hands, explained the situation to him.
The farmer laughed and told the director that many battles had been fought here before, and that it was true that bullet casings and shell casings could be dug up.
He comforted the dean, saying that so many years had passed, and even if there was still gunpowder in the shell, it couldn't go off.
Then he walked over to the shell, picked it up and weighed it in his hand, and then threw it down the mountain road so he could take it with him after he finished digging for wild vegetables.
As soon as the shell landed...
boom--
A loud bang.
The highway was blasted into a huge crater...
The farmer was completely aroused!
Everyone's jaws dropped.
This is much louder than firecrackers set off during Chinese New Year...
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Anyway, although life in the orphanage was tough, it was also very fulfilling and interesting, making Martin, a man with an adult soul, somewhat reluctant to leave.
No need to work, no need to struggle for a living, no need to put up with a boss's attitude—life would be perfect if I didn't have to go to school...
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Time flies like water, slipping silently through our fingers. In the blink of an eye, Martin turned 18.
He packed his bags, said goodbye to his friends who were going their separate ways, left the orphanage, and began a life on his own.
After his 18th birthday, Martin unexpectedly gained a unique superpower—to randomly transform every day!
It was a bright and sunny morning. After Martin woke up, his throat felt a little sore, so he coughed a few times.
That cough has ruined things.
A flame shot out from its mouth, setting the curtains ablaze and creating a bonfire feast.
Terrified, Martin lost all desire to urinate. He ran to the bathroom, knees hitting his chest and heels slapping his buttocks, filled a bucket with water, and quickly put out the fire.
Looking at the darkened curtains, Martin wiped the cold sweat from his brow, only to find a thick, scaly arm.
He was completely stunned.
He's not even dating, so why is he so cuckolded? And why has his wingspan shrunk?
Wait, this isn't manpower at all!
When Martin ran to the bathroom mirror, he looked at himself.
A green, Western-style lizard dragon appeared in the mirror.
Martin flapped the small wings on his back and his long tail.
He said he felt uncomfortable sleeping all day, and it turns out it was these two things causing the problem...
After calling out to the system for hours with deep emotion, Martin, whose mouth was parched, drank a bucket of water.
It seems this novel isn't a system novel...
If this transformation is permanent, then wouldn't I always look like this?
How are we supposed to live then?
This outfit makes one wonder if they'd be caught and dissected for analysis?
Will future children be little dragons?
Fortunately, Martin was resilient; otherwise, he might have hanged himself that very day.
Martin was worried that his appearance would frighten people, and he was also worried that he would be sliced into pieces, so he stayed at home all day... breathing fire.
Yes, you read that right, it breathes fire.
This fire-breathing ability is so interesting that Martin couldn't resist playing with it.
After breathing fire several times, he suddenly discovered that he could also change the shape of the flames at will!
For example, he even uttered the shapes of fire nets, fireflies, and Lazy Sheep's head, and even international hand gestures.
Not only that, but even though his wings aren't big, they can still take him off and let him experience the freedom of flight. The only thing he regrets is that he can't go out and fly around.
It wasn't until evening that Martin finally took a bath and went to bed, still feeling unsatisfied.
Then...
When he woke up the next day, he had changed again!
He went from being a little dragon to a skeleton, the kind whose hands could reach through his stomach and scratch his back.
I almost peed my pants in fright.
then.
He spent another day playing a game of randomly disassembling his body parts, such as pulling off a skull and kicking it like a ball, experiencing the dizzying feeling...
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On the third day, the first thing Martin did upon waking up was to check if he had changed.
This time it wasn't as explosive as the previous two times, but it was still exciting. This time, he changed from "he" to "she," and after learning his identity, he discovered that she was a moderately famous sexy model.
The walls of the room were covered with his own posters.
When she saw her stunningly beautiful face reflected in the mirror, especially her curvaceous figure, she stayed in the bathroom for over an hour before coming out.
Although she's not quite used to not having her baby elephant, at least this time she's a normal person, and she doesn't have to stay cooped up at home anymore.
Martin went to the wardrobe, intending to find something to wear before going out, but she was stunned the moment she opened it.
The wardrobe was filled with all kinds of fashionable women's clothing, in various colors and materials, with each piece of fabric having less and less fabric!
Martin noticed the wardrobe drawer, and on a whim, he opened it, took out a pair of black lace panties, and whistled.
If someone else were wearing these sexy panties, he would definitely salute them in respect, but the thought of wearing them himself sent a chill down her spine.
Martin put on a more neutral outfit, glanced at his bulging front, and frowned.
Being a woman is tough...
Martin sighed as he left.
She planned to go to a public bathhouse for a scrub, the kind of public bathhouse in the north, for no other reason than that she loves a lively atmosphere!
By the way, does the bathhouse hire bath scrubbers? I'm willing to work even without pay!
As soon as she stepped outside, a car stopped in front of her, and a woman got out of the car, claiming to be her agent.
Martin got into the car with her without really understanding what was going on, and they arrived at the building where a company was located.
The agent said a lot of strange things to Martin along the way, such as how women should learn to make use of their own advantages, and how Martin didn't want his modeling career to end like this.
Martin suspected that the agent might have received some formal training before entering the industry.
Upon arrival at their destination, the agent led Martin to the top floor via elevator and into the chairman's office.
An old man had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as he saw Martin, he immediately stood up to greet him.
A pair of toad-like eyes stared intently at Martin's measurements, nodding when satisfied.
This made Martin very unhappy.
Upon seeing the older man, the agent launched into a torrent of flattery, her obsequious manner resembling that of a madam.
Seeing the old man's disgusting smile, Martin finally understood.
Was I being sexually harassed?
Damn it, I haven't even slept with anyone yet, and I've already been slept with by someone else? Today I'm going to... no, I mean, I'm going to make you lose everything, you bastard!
That way you won't harm others in the future!
After the agent finished flattering him and exchanging a few words, he made an excuse and left, which Martin took in stride.
As soon as the agent left, the older man revealed his true nature, pretending to be concerned and holding Martin's little hand tightly.
Martin, grinning, grabbed the old man's shoulder and, under the man's lustful gaze, mustered the strength of someone running from school to the cafeteria and delivered a knee strike.
Splat!
Hit the bullseye!
"Aww—"
The old man's face instantly turned liver-colored, and he fainted, foaming at the mouth and clutching his genitals.
Still not satisfied, Martin kicked the old man's groin several times with all her might to eliminate any future trouble, before finally leaving without a trace.
Martin walked out of the building, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the bathhouse.
Fortunately, the driver was a very experienced person and happened to know a bathhouse that operated in the northern style.
Once they arrived at the destination, Martin sprinted in at top speed.
The driver shook his head in disbelief.
It's been so long since the child had a bath! Look how much they've been holding it in; they even lost their shoes while running around...
Well, the main problem is that the high heels don't fit properly.
And so, Martin finally emerged from the bathhouse late at night when it closed.
She happily sprayed out the red-stained tissue paper that had been stuffed into her nostrils.
Wow, that bath made my skin so white...
Martin walked towards his rented room, savoring the memory, his shadow stretching long behind him.
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