Love Apartment: Playing in the Dimension Starting from the Bus

Chu Feng was reborn from the apocalypse, opened his eyes, and found himself sitting on a rickety bus. In the front row, a beautiful girl was seriously asking a boy wearing glasses: "Master, does this bus go to the city?" Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and a TV series called "Love Apartment" flashed in his mind. He lowered his head and looked at his intact hands. There was no blood or dirt between the nails, only a little white fiber from a freshly peeled orange. Then, a voice sounded in his head, lazily, with a little electric noise, like a woman who hadn't woken up: "Adapted host detected... The dimensional life simulator was successfully bound. The novice gift pack has been sent, check it out for yourself. Don't bother me to catch up on my sleep." Chu Feng: "...?" He tried to "look" at the so-called system interface. No light screen, no data flow, just a... Feeling. It's like opening an old drawer full of "possibilities" in my mind. He touched one of the "possibles" labeled [Street Fighting Expert], and in an instant, a large number of muscle memories and fragmentary images of how to exert force, dodge, and hit vital points poured in. The next day, Lin Wanyu was entangled by several gangsters in the city. Chu Feng sighed and walked over. Three seconds later, the gangster was lying on the ground. He shook his numb wrist and thought: [Street Fighting Expert] This "might" be quite practical. Lu Zhanbo was standing aside, his eyes widened behind his glasses, his breathing was rapid, and he had already written a 30,000-word paper in his mind on "Aesthetics of the Fusion of Traditional Martial Arts Practical Applications and Modern Street Fighting."