Lin Nan took a deep breath, barely controlling his runaway emotions.
The transformation magic was undeniably powerful. While the transformed appearance was clearly feminine at first glance, both the features and face shape still faintly resembled Lin Nan's original look, as if he'd gotten minor cosmetic surgery and makeup at a hospital.
His skin had become fair and glossy, his eyebrows carefully trimmed into willow-leaf shapes, his lips full and rosy, and his eyes seemed slightly larger, gleaming with allure.
His entire skeletal structure had shrunk, and his broad masculine shoulders became narrow. The maid outfit that had been too tight to raise his arms in now fit perfectly.
Looking carefully, he noticed his aura seemed somewhat similar to Lilith's in his memories.
Lin Nan was stunned by his own transformation magic.
Becoming this beautiful, wasn't it going too far?
If this had happened a few days ago, Lin Nan would definitely have panicked at becoming like this. But now, under Lilith's influence, he felt secretly pleased and even had thoughts of maintaining this appearance.
But Lin Nan had been male for nearly twenty years after all, and he didn't constantly recall Lilith's memories, so these strange thoughts couldn't shake his determination to continue being a man.
"I'm done," he called out to the door.
Chen Yao, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately pushed the door open, looked inside, and froze in place.
The sight of him standing there dumbstruck was admittedly quite amusing.
"Is it okay?"
"Okay! Okay! You look this beautiful in women's clothes? Even your skin looks better." Chen Yao walked forward in amazement, looking him up and down, and exclaimed again, "No wonder you always wear casual pants."
No, it's just that casual pants are looser and more comfortable.
Lin Nan didn't want to stay in this form too long, worried about what psychological issues might develop. He quickly got to business: "So I'll play a game on your computer now, right?"
"...Yeah, let me set up the recording software for you."
Chen Yao's throat felt dry. They'd known each other since seventh grade, seven years now, but in all this time, he'd never realized Lin Nan could be so attractive.
Chen Yao immediately lowered his head, not daring to look further, changing the subject: "Are you sure you didn't put on makeup?"
"No, you didn't even give me any makeup," he answered somewhat nervously.
Soon, Chen Yao finished setting up the recording software and stood up, glancing at Lin Nan, but his breath caught again. Afraid of having his sexuality questioned, he quickly turned his back to Lin Nan and walked out of the bedroom, anxiously instructing: "I've started the game too. You can just start playing."
"Mm."
Almost like fleeing, Chen Yao left the bedroom, closed the door behind him, and wiped the sweat from his temples.
He turned to look at the front door, patting his chest in lingering fear: "How did Lin Nan suddenly become so bewitching? It couldn't be that his brain really was damaged by the fever the other day?
"Good thing I know he's a guy."
He muttered, sitting back on the sofa, taking out his phone to play a couple games, but that figure kept lingering in his mind.
"But he's a guy. Where did those breasts come from? And that natural long black hair?" Chen Yao muttered in confusion, recalling that enchanting appearance, feeling something unusual stir in his heart.
Meanwhile inside the room, Lin Nan was also very uncomfortable in the women's clothes.
Subjectively, he strongly rejected the maid outfit and feminine characteristics from the transformation, but his thoughts had been infected by the centuries-old demon Lilith, and his mind kept involuntarily feeling comfortable and joyful.
This feeling was like finding a wallet with ten thousand yuan on the ground - although objectively, you know you should return it to its owner or report it to the police, most people would still have some thoughts of keeping it for themselves.
Lin Nan started the game, trying his best to push the distracting thoughts to the back of his mind, thinking about how to win this game.
He had already noticed his gaming skills seemed to have declined significantly. As soon as he entered the game, he immediately muted everyone and started laning cleanly.
This time, he clearly realized it wasn't that his skill level had dropped but rather that although his brain knew what to do, his hands couldn't react in time.
Simply put,
Brain: I got this!
Hands: What are we doing?
After absorbing Lilith's soul, Lin Nan recalled from the memories and roughly understood the situation.
Every person's soul and body match uniquely. Since Lin Nan's soul had absorbed Lilith's soul, his soul was different now. Hence, the compatibility with his body was different, leading to this disconnect between mind and body.
Probably...
Playing the game while thinking about these things, Lin Nan's head was full of confusion, making him unconsciously bite his lower lip, furrow his brows, and rack his brain, trying to recall Lilith's centuries of memories.
Lost in thought, his game naturally fell apart again. After completing another 0-15 score, he suddenly realized he'd thrown another game for his teammates. He hurriedly tried to focus, but the surrender vote had already started, and the game ended at fifteen minutes. GG. (TN: Too real.)
This kill count that matched the minutes played almost made Lin Nan cry. Except for when he was a newbie, he'd never had such a frustrating score.
Lin Nan calmed himself down, quickly changed back into his clothes, dispelled the transformation magic, and walked straight out.
"Done?" Chen Yao, who had been waiting, suddenly stood up. "How was it faster than a game of Honor of Kings?"
Chen Yao looked at Lin Nan again but found that his heart-stopping friend had returned to his ordinary appearance, feeling somewhat disappointed.
"Surrendered at fifteen."
"Amazing! Were they that bad?" He hurriedly went up to meet him, his eyes wandering up and down, but still praising: "Fifteen minutes is enough, my videos are usually under ten minutes after editing anyway."
Looking carefully, the features were indeed no different from when he was cross-dressing, but now they didn't cause any heart palpitations.
Then he noticed Lin Nan's expression wasn't too good, and Lin Nan said goodbye, heading home.
Chen Yao didn't think much of it, assuming it was just post-crossdressing syndrome, and walked into the bedroom to look at the score screen still displayed on the computer.
"0-15?"