Don't Mess with That Bald Guy, He's a Real Coward

I transmigrated, with no System, no old grandpa, not even a beginner's gift pack. Looking at this cultivation world that devours people, Lin Yi decides to survive the dumbest way possible: train like Saitama, doing 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and running 10 kilometers every day. Three years later, he's bald, and he's gotten stronger. But he doesn't know it. He's still scared out of his wits: his legs go weak at the sight of Foundation Establishment cultivators, he wants to run when he sees Golden Core cultivators, and when faced with mighty Tribulation Transcendence experts, he simply closes his eyes and waits to die. Then he throws a punch, his enemy disappears, and he's still trembling. "A fluke. It was all a fluke." So he carries on with his quiet little life: cooking, taking photos, tinkering with his phone, watching beauty livestreams, and searching the world for hair-growth elixirs (none of them work). Please don't come looking for me. I just want to be quietly bald. Please give the book a rating.