Chapter 047 Conversation

Still Repulse Bay Beach. Ten in the morning.

Wang Bo, wearing loose swim trunks, walked barefoot on the soft sand, gazing at the rolling waves on the sea. His robust body was exposed under the bright sun.

Just the right amount of muscle, not exaggerated abs, a perfect golden ratio physique.

Although his face was not handsome, it was very sunny.

These two points combined added a deadly allure to Wang Bo; the phrase 'walking pheromone' could no longer describe him at this moment. Wherever he passed, he drew the gazes of countless women and men.

Women are amazed and covetous, men are envious and feel inferior.

Without exaggeration, Wang Bo's current body is absolutely the perfect body that any man would want to possess.

Even Wang Bo was slightly amazed when he saw his own body now.

Before acquiring Superman's steel body, Wang Bo, though not fat, had loose muscles, poor endurance, and even a bit of a beer belly—a typical otaku physique.

But ever since acquiring the steel body, Wang Bo's physique, under the transformation of sunlight, has become increasingly perfect.

This body, like the sun god himself, crushed ninety-nine percent of men on Earth.

And as time passed, Wang Bo's body would become more and more perfect.

By then, a body that utterly crushes all men on Earth would be well within reach.

"Y-you, hello!"

Just as Wang Bo was gazing at the waves, slightly lost in thought, a timid voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Wang Bo turned his head and saw a girl in a white one-piece swimsuit standing beside him, her face flushed as she looked at him. Suddenly, she grabbed his hand and shoved something into it.

"Please accept this."

With that, he turned and ran.

Wang Bo stared blankly at the thing in his hand—it was a slip of paper with a name and a phone number written on it.

If Wang Bo wasn't mistaken, the girl wanted to make this call herself.

This really was... to be honest, having lived for such a long time, Wang Bo had encountered this kind of thing for the first time.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't happy.

He never imagined that he would one day rely on his looks—no, on his physique—to pick up girls. As for whether his looks were good or not, Wang Bo knew the answer well enough.

"Hey, handsome."

Before Wang Bo could come to his senses, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign beauty walked over, interrupting his reverie.

“Are you here at the beach alone, handsome?”

Wang Bo: ...

First a shy girl gave him her phone number, then a blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign woman hit on him—was he having a lucky streak with women?

“I…”

"Let's get to know each other, handsome. I'm Jenny." The foreign beauty extended her hand and introduced herself.

Wang Bo shook hands with the other party. "I'm Wan Ming."

“Death-defying? Little handsome guy, your name is really strange.” Jenny said suspiciously: “Is this really your name? You’re not just brushing me off, are you? I’ve been in the East for a while now, but this is the first time I’ve heard such a strange name.”

"No." Wang Bo shook his head.

The name Playing with Death was indeed somewhat dramatic, so it was only natural for the other party to be suspicious.

"All right, Wanming. I've seen you standing here alone for a while. Would you like to join us? I have a few friends over there, and they all admire you." Jenny displayed the unique warmth of women from open societies, pointing behind her as she extended the invitation to Wang Bo.

Wang Bo looked in the direction she pointed. About a dozen meters away, several women were waving at him openly, all of them tall, blonde, and foreign.

It seemed they were a group of foreigners traveling to Hong Kong together.

Wang Bo shook his head and said, "I'm not alone; I'm waiting for my companion here."

Jenny was taken aback and asked, 'Is your companion male or female?'

"Female."

"I see." Jenny suddenly understood, thinking it must be a couple visiting the beach. Embarrassed to disturb them, she said, "Have a great time," and left gracefully.

“Thank you.”

After Jenny left, just a few minutes later, Yazi in a white bikini and Chunli in a black bikini finally arrived, though they were late.

"Sorry, we're late." Yazi walked over to Wang Bo, bent at the waist, and looked at him with a charming smile.

"No, I just got here too," Wang Bo said.

This is the standard reply, and incidentally, it is a line Wang Bo has wanted to say for a long time.

But unfortunately, at that time, Wang Bo did not have a girlfriend.

"When I came just now, I think I saw you talking to a big foreign mare. What were you talking about?" Ya Zi asked curiously.

"It's nothing. They wanted to invite me to play with them, but I told them I have a girlfriend, so they gave up."

Yazi looked Wang Bo up and down a few times, nodded, and said, "No wonder that foreign woman hit on you. I really don't know how you managed to train such a perfect body. Could it be the work of the Ripple Breathing Technique?"

Chun Li couldn't help but brighten up when she heard this.

There is no woman who does not wish her figure could be a little more perfect.

Even fat women and lazy women are the same; it's not that they don't like a seductive figure, but that they lack the perseverance to train their bodies into a curvy shape.

Wang Bo said helplessly, "Although I really want to say yes and make you happy, unfortunately, this figure of mine really wasn't achieved through exercise."

"Not from exercise?"

"Know Superman? The one in the comics."

“Seen it.”

"I am Superman. This physique is what gradually formed after I absorbed sunlight. Probably Superman's body evolves toward a perfect form, so I ended up looking like this."

After hearing this, Yazi looked incredulous.

Chun-Li was also devastated.

"Pervert." Yazi shot Wang Bo a hateful glare, as if she had spotted some class enemy, then turned to Chunli and said, "Chunli, don't mind this pervert. Come with me over there and put some sunscreen on me."

Chunli nodded and followed Yazi toward the sun umbrella.

Wang Bo followed, shamelessly saying, "I think, since we're on a date today, why don't I apply the sunscreen for you?"

Yazi looked at Wang Boyitian with a half-smile. "You want to take advantage of us?"

"It's just applying sunscreen, you're exaggerating." Wang Bo didn't have much experience chasing girls; he only knew to be bold, attentive, and thick-skinned. What he was using now was the thick-skinned approach.

It's just not clear how effective this tactic would be.