Qin Jun flew boredly through the night, munching on meals Old Man Fulun had made. He kept them all in his spatial storage—perfectly fresh.

The biggest difference between this world and the modern one? Nights here were always dark. Back in big cities, how many never slept? Even suburbs and wilds buzzed with young crowds, endlessly radiating youthful energy and hormones.

Not like this world. He rarely saw a living soul. Passing small towns, few lights glowed. He couldn’t even stop to explore—just drifted aimlessly, hoping to reach a big city.

Just as drowsiness crept in, he spotted a firelight. Surprise jolted him. This was the Monster Forest! He sensed high-level Monstrous Beasts lurking. Who’d dare camp here at night?

Monstrous Beasts hunted like wild beasts after dark.

He probed the area. An adventurer team: three men, two women. One woman was plain-faced, average strength—early twenties, only level 43, a mage. The other? Formidable. Under twenty, sweet-looking, already level 64. She wielded a giant axe effortlessly—a warrior. Truly, geniuses were common here.

The men weren’t weak either. One level 65, the others mid-50s. But older: one over thirty, the rest in their twenties. The eldest held level 65.

Solidly mid-tier for this world.

Hmm. Not bad—he’d been bored anyway. Should he fake injuries? Play weak to eat the tiger? Too cliché. He hesitated.

Bored thoughts wandered. Then—a wild idea struck. Use his Druid shapeshift. Become a giant bear. Approach that sweet girl. He liked her type.

Back in his past life, he’d watched TV: huskies rubbing against beauties, making him envious. Not in a dirty way—he envied how women treated animals without guard, unlike men.

Qin Jun acted instantly. Mid-air, he transformed into a giant bear. He tweaked his level to 70—just high enough to impress, not overkill when meeting them.

He found a hidden spot, then roared. Creatures scattered. The sound truly alarmed the team. They began cautiously advancing toward it.