At 8 o'clock in the morning.

"Whoosh—" The curtains were swiftly drawn back.

Tang Song stretched lazily, feeling incredibly refreshed.

The quality of his sleep was surprisingly good.

The sleep-enhancing effect of his passive skill, 【Male God Halo】, was much more powerful than he had anticipated!

This boosted his confidence for the weight loss plan he had in mind.

After all, among the three pillars of maintaining health (sleep, exercise, diet), sleep is the most crucial.

"Pop!" Tang Song snapped his fingers crisply with his left hand while mentally summoning the game system.

"Swish!" The system interface unfolded in a burst of dazzling lights, captivating him with its sci-fi allure.

Tang Song took a deep breath, spreading his arms wide in a rather dramatic fashion, his smile so wide not even the Anhe Bridge could hold it back.

...

After a quick wash-up and changing into autumn sports gear, he began jogging around the neighborhood.

The warm sunlight filtered through the locust tree leaves, bathing him in warmth.

As he looked around, it was as though his world had been dusted off, revealing a fresher, clearer layer.

The sky seemed bluer, the trees greener, and the air fresher.

Tang Song took a deep breath, feeling energized from head to toe, even managing to greet the elders sifting through trash.

However, as the exercise wore on, his legs began to tremble, his body bent gradually, and his pace slowed down.

After pushing through gritted teeth for a while, Tang Song collapsed onto a roadside stone bench, his face flushed and hot, panting heavily.

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He pulled out his phone to check his jogging route.

The total distance covered and the average pace of 7'26" were embarrassingly poor.

Given his lack of regular exercise and excessive weight, such results were expected.

After a short rest, Tang Song dragged his tired body to a nearby breakfast spot.

He ordered a cup of sugar-free soy milk and two boiled eggs.

After breakfast, he returned to his rental room.

Tang Song began to draft his upcoming weight loss plan.

Having faced multiple failures before, he had some insights into what worked and what didn't.

In simple terms: watch what you eat and keep moving to maintain a caloric deficit, thereby burning off excess fat.

However, since this time the challenge was time-bound, he had to give it his all.

He started by downloading a weight loss plan template from the internet.

Then, he went on XiaoHongShu (Little Red Book) to find quality weight loss posts, curating content suitable for him.

As time ticked away, the spreadsheet grew more detailed, including sleep patterns, daily exercises, water intake, fat-reducing meal plans, and phased weight loss targets.

During his research, Tang Song noticed several trending posts about the "Persuasion Body."

These posts typically contained keywords like "persuasion" or "transformation."

They documented the journey of ordinary bloggers transforming and overcoming challenges with the help of advice from the warm-hearted online community.

The strong sense of participation gave netizens an impression they were playing an engaging development game, excitedly becoming virtual shareholders in the cyber world, offering professional and effective advice from various perspectives.

From weight loss to fashion, skincare, hairstyles, makeup, and posture...

It was an all-around approach to helping bloggers enhance their physical appearance.

Many had not only successfully transformed but also became quite popular online.

The more Tang Song read, the more tempted he was.

Given his current situation, the quickest and simplest way to boost his charm was to start with his appearance.

Moreover, according to the game's mechanics, popularity and influence were significant components of the charm value.

This model perfectly matched his needs, saving him a considerable amount of developmental time in the early stages.

With his mind made up, Tang Song took a thorough bath, put on his regular street clothes, combed his hair, and adjusted the shooting angle.

"Click—"

A bare-faced selfie appeared in the album.

Tang Song glanced at the photo, and instantly, a wave of embarrassment washed over him, prompting him to delete it immediately.

He tried a few more shots from different angles and positions, but it was delete, delete, delete.

It was simply unbearable to look at! Too damn disastrous!