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When Yan Jien woke up, it was already nine in the morning. He opened his eyes and glanced out the window, noticing that the sun had risen. Turning his head, he discovered a woman lying beside him.
The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, quite beautiful, with fair skin, a tall figure, and graceful curves. She lay on her side, facing away from Yan Jien, her long black hair spread out on the pillow.
Yan Jien stared at the woman, feeling dazed for a few seconds. He immediately checked his body and realized he was completely naked. It dawned on him what had happened; he had been intimate with this woman last night.
He rubbed his temples and tried to recall the events of the previous night. He only remembered holding Yan Weila and kissing her, but after that, everything was a blur. This was Yan Jien's first experience with a woman, and it felt wonderful. However, he had a slight headache.
He had a good impression of Yan Weila, but he was unsure if this sudden change would lead to anything more. Moreover, Yan Weila was a single mother with a child, and he had never been married; their circumstances didn't seem to match well.
While Yan Jien was lost in thought, Yan Weila woke up. She slowly opened her sleepy eyes and turned around. Their eyes met, creating an awkward atmosphere.
"You’re awake..." Yan Weila said, her cheeks flushed as she avoided meeting Yan Jien's gaze.
"Yeah..." Yan Jien nodded.
"Um... I’m in my safe period now, so I won’t get pregnant..." Yan Weila said softly.
"That's not what I meant..." Yan Jien quickly waved his hand.
"Then what do you mean?" Yan Weila retorted.
"I... I feel... quite sorry for you..." Yan Jien expressed apologetically.
"Why do you say sorry?" Yan Weila asked.
"I... I don't really know how to explain..." Yan Jien scratched his head.
"Yan Jien, I consented last night; you don’t need to apologize..." Yan Weila said.
"But..." Yan Jien wanted to say something more.
"You are my first man; I will always remember you..." Yan Weila smiled.
"Then I..." Yan Jien started to say something else.
"Alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. I’m going to buy breakfast..." Yan Weila said with a smile.
After saying that, she put on her robe and walked toward the bedroom door.
"Um... Vera..." Yan Jien called out.
"What's wrong?" Yan Weila stopped and turned to look at Yan Jien.
"I... I can take responsibility..." Yan Jien hesitated before saying this.
"Ha!" Yan Weila laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Yan Jien asked awkwardly.
"Nothing, I'm going to buy breakfast..." Yan Weila shook her head with a smile and walked out of the bedroom.
"This woman..." Yan Jien felt a bit speechless.
He lay on the bed, contemplating his relationship with Yan Weila.
His feelings for her were quite complex; he liked her but was also worried about his mutation issues and her family situation.
After thinking for a long time, Yan Jien couldn't come up with any answers, so he decided not to dwell on it anymore.
He got up, got dressed, and left the bedroom.
In the living room, Yan Weila was washing up in the bathroom.
Yan Jien sat down on the sofa and began to meditate.
This time, he made a new discovery.
He could sense the sounds of animals at marked points.
For example, he could hear the barking of Clark, Amy's dog, while meditating.
He could also hear the sounds of wild cats and birds downstairs.
Of course, the farther away they were, the more indistinct the sounds became.
However, this was already impressive.
Yan Jien was thrilled; this ability allowed him to keep track of the animals in his territory at all times.
After sensing for a while, he ended his meditation and got up to go to the laboratory on the second floor.
He checked on the rabbits' conditions.
Rabbit One had already died.
Rabbits Two, Five, Six, and Seven were still as usual.
Rabbits Three and Four were in good condition.
Rabbit Eight was close to death.
Yan Jien thought for a moment and decided not to continue with the experiments.
He had already evolved twice; he didn't know what would happen if he evolved again.
He certainly didn't want to become a monster like the Rat King, neither human nor beast.
In the following days, Yan Jien and Yan Weila stayed at home without going out.
Every day, apart from eating and sleeping, Yan Jien meditated and conducted experiments.
He discovered that after transforming, his sensory abilities were much stronger than before.
For instance, in terms of vision, after transforming, he could see the wings of a fly ten meters away clearly.
As for hearing, after transforming, he could hear the sound of mice digging holes from hundreds of meters away.
His sense of smell and taste had also been enhanced several times over. In addition to these basic senses, there were various derived senses, such as intuition and anticipation. In short, he now resembled a precise detection instrument, capable of perceiving everything around him.
That morning, Yan Jien had just woken up when he received a call from his mother. She informed him that someone had died at Yinshan Ridge. The deceased was Old Mason Wei from the village, who was in his fifties. He had gone to Yinshan Ridge the previous night to dig traps for weasels and was bitten to death by a wild dog.
His mother advised him not to return to their hometown, saying that the mountains had been unstable lately, with wild dogs frequently coming down to attack livestock. After chatting with his mother for a few moments, Yan Jien hung up the phone. He opened WeChat and sent a message to the village chief, Yan Hongqi, inquiring about Old Wei's cause of death.
Soon, Yan Hongqi returned his call. According to Yan Hongqi's description, Old Wei had gone to Yinshan Ridge at eight o'clock last night and was only discovered dead by villagers this morning. He had his throat bitten open by a wild dog and bled to death in a gruesome manner. The County Police had sent someone to investigate the scene and then left, instructing the village to handle the funeral first.
After hearing Yan Hongqi's account, Yan Jien furrowed his brow. He recalled the mutated wild dog from before and felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He suspected that something might be wrong at Yinshan Ridge. He decided to return to Yinshan Ridge for a look. After all, it was his hometown, and he did not want to see it turn into a desolate place.
After having breakfast, Yan Jien said goodbye to Yan Weila and left home, taking a taxi to the company. Just as he arrived at the bottom of the building, he ran into Yang Xiongbo. Yang Xiongbo's face was still swollen, with several blood streaks on his right cheek as if he had been slapped.
"Brother Yang, what happened to your face?" Yan Jien asked in surprise.
"It's... nothing... just a fall..." Yang Xiongbo's eyes flickered.
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