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"Are you being so careless?" Yan Jien laughed.
"Um..." Yang Xiongbo nodded.
"Brother Yang, you didn't delete that post on Moments, did you?" Yan Jien asked again.
"No... I didn't delete it..." Yang Xiongbo said in a low voice.
"Then you should change the name; instead of calling yourself Brother Bo, call yourself Turtle Wang Ba, it's more fitting..." Yan Jien laughed heartily.
Yang Xiongbo's face turned ugly, and he couldn't find the words to respond.
"By the way, Brother Yang, where are your brothers?" Yan Jien asked again.
"They... have something going on..." Yang Xiongbo replied.
"Oh, what a pity. I was planning to treat them to a meal to thank them for helping me practice..." Yan Jien sighed.
Yang Xiongbo twitched his mouth and dared not respond, lowering his head and walking away.
Yan Jien watched Yang Xiongbo's back and sneered coldly.
...
After the morning meeting, Manager Wu kept Yan Jien behind for a talk, reminding him to sign contracts, start work, and achieve results.
Manager Wu said that Director Feng had very strict requirements for the business department; if they failed to meet their targets, everyone would have their pay deducted, and no one would have it easy.
Yan Jien listened to the manager's nagging, feeling increasingly irritated.
He was only thinking about evolving and had no interest in work at all. If it weren't for the rent and living expenses, he would have quit long ago.
"Manager Wu, don't worry. I will definitely make up for the performance this month!" Yan Jien assured him.
"Xiao Yan, I'm not pushing you; it's just that there's no way around it. Director Feng is watching our department every day; it's hard for me too..." Manager Wu sighed.
"I understand." Yan Jien nodded.
"You can go back to work now." Manager Wu waved his hand.
Yan Jien left the manager's office and returned to his workstation.
He opened his computer and organized all the company's client resources, picking out potential clients to call and message on WeChat.
As for those two promising clients, Li Yanqiu and Manager Fang, he also sent them WeChat messages to invite them to discuss proposals.
Li Yanqiu replied that he was busy lately.
Manager Fang was on a business trip and wouldn't be back until next month.
Yan Jien looked at the list of clients with a confused expression.
What’s the point of being in this dead-end job?
All morning, Yan Jien stayed at his workstation without going out. After lunch, he went downstairs for a stroll. He tested the distance between himself and the marked point. He measured on the map that the straight-line distance from the marked point downstairs to the company building was 596 meters. On his way back to the city from Yinshan Ridge, he had measured with a tape measure that the distance from the intersection to the main entrance of the company building was 600 meters. This means there was a difference of 4 meters in straight-line distance, with an error of less than 10 percent. Considering that there is some measurement error with the tape measure, this result was already quite accurate.
Next, Yan Jien spent half an hour downstairs testing the sensing distance. He found that he could clearly sense all marked points while on the company premises. Once he left the company area, the sensing began to blur.
In the afternoon, Yan Jien waited all day at the company but did not receive any assignments. With nothing to do, he had Deng Kaiwen retrieve a set of training equipment from the warehouse for him to exercise on the terrace. His strength, speed, coordination, and flexibility were all far superior to those of an average person; ordinary training equipment was too easy for him. After just half an hour, he had gone through all the equipment.
"Deng Kaiwen, these pieces are too simple; do you have anything more challenging?" Yan Jien asked.
"Brother Feng, this is already the highest difficulty..." Deng Kaiwen replied with a wry smile.
"Is this what you usually train with?" Yan Jien questioned.
"Yeah," Deng Kaiwen nodded.
"You guys are really lacking..." Yan Jien expressed his disappointment.
Deng Kaiwen had no words in response. Seeing that it was still early, Yan Jien decided to leave the company and took a taxi home. Once home, he entered his laboratory to continue his experiments. He injected his secreted liquid into three mice, three rabbits, three cats, and three dogs to observe their reactions. He found that all of them exhibited varying degrees of physical atrophy and a decline in intelligence.
He then injected some of the liquid secreted from his claws into one mouse. Ten minutes later, the mouse's body shrank, collapsed on the ground, and began convulsing. Yan Jien took this mouse and fed it to Rabbit No. 3. After eating the mouse, Rabbit No. 3 showed no reaction at all.
Yan Jien pondered for a moment and understood the reason. When he killed the Rat King, the Rat King bit him, and the neurotoxin from its claws entered his bloodstream, causing him to briefly lose consciousness. As a result, the ability he evolved not only included the Rat King's healing power but also the neurotoxin.
However, his current neurotoxin was quite weak; it was effective against mice and rabbits, but against ferocious beasts like Wild Dogs and wild boars, it was much less effective.
Next, Yan Jien recorded all the experimental data and then bled out all the test animals, burying them in the garden. After completing all this, it was already ten o'clock at night.
Yan Jien went to the bathroom to take a shower and then returned to his bedroom to meditate. He began marking his territory. His current territory included Amy's villa and the park in front of the community, covering a total area of about three square kilometers. He planned to incorporate Jubao Peak and the Northern Industrial Zone into his territory as well.
Jubao Peak was quite large, spanning over ten kilometers with forests, ravines, and caves everywhere, making it very suitable for mutant animals to thrive. The Northern Industrial Zone was even larger, encompassing three street offices, hundreds of streets, thousands of businesses, and a permanent population of over one million. If he could include these two areas in his territory, it would be fantastic.
Of course, this was just an ideal scenario; whether it could be realized depended on his level of evolution. For the time being, Yan Jien continued living a nine-to-five life—working during the day and meditating or conducting experiments at night.
Yan Weila still livestreamed every day, but she had moved back to her rented apartment. That night, just after Yan Jien finished meditating, he received a WeChat message from Yan Weila.
"Mr. Yan, I’ve moved back."
"Oh," Yan Jien replied.
"Um... thank you..." Yan Weila added.
"No need to thank me," Yan Jien responded.
"You... should get some rest early."
"Mm."
Yan Jien put down his phone, feeling a bit complicated about his emotions.
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