Gao Ang looked Xiao Hua up and down, pondering how to conduct an experiment to prove whether it had mutated or not.
As if understanding Gao Yang's intentions, Xiao Hua raised her cat head and let out an angry roar at him.
"Awoo!"
The sound didn't sound like it came from a cat; it sounded more like it was coming from the mouth of a little tiger cub.
"Alright, I won't do anything to you, stop yelling."
Taking advantage of Xiao Hua's inattention, Gao Ang caught it, grabbed its neck with his left hand, and walked to the computer desk while suspended in mid-air.
"We have a deal, I'm just doing a little experiment for you, it won't cause you any serious harm. So please cooperate and don't move around, okay? Actually, even if you bite or scratch me, it won't do me any harm, so why bother?"
Muttering to himself, Gao Ang took out his Swiss Army knife and lighter from the drawer, then firmly clamped Xiao Hua between his thighs, thus forming a miniature surgical platform.
That's right, he planned to perform a cutting and burning experiment on Xiaohua to see if it had really mutated.
In the early stages of his mutation, only his vision changed. As time went on, he gradually awakened mutations in his sense of smell and physical strength. He wasn't sure when Xiao Hua mutated, but he was certain that it was after him. He had seen Xiao Hua the day he threw out the trash, and at that time, it didn't have anything in common with him. Now, this guy had chased him all the way here, across most of Shanghai. There must be something unusual about it.
Ang Gao didn't have the heart to stab Xiao Hua directly with a knife. Instead, he planned to use a lighter to heat it first to see if its fur would be damaged.
"Snap!" The flame from the lighter shot out.
"Meow!" Little Flower cried out in fright. It was the nature of small animals, especially since the flame was so close to it.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay. See this bottle of water? If you catch fire, I'll put it out for you right away."
Gao Yang soothed its emotions, carefully bringing the lighter close to the fur on Xiao Hua's back.
As the flames drew closer, Little Flower's restlessness intensified, its high spirits suggesting it was trying to break free from its restraints.
Unfortunately, it was still just a kitten. Even if it had mutated, what difference did it make? In front of Gao Ang, a human, it still seemed so weak and helpless.
The flames landed smoothly on Xiaohua's fur. Perhaps feeling the burning pain, or perhaps questioning Gao's cruel methods, Xiaohua flailed its two front paws wildly and accidentally scratched Gao's left hand.
Holy crap!
Gao Ling's exclamation had two reasons. One was that he felt pain again. Looking down, he saw that Xiao Hua had cut a gash on the back of his left hand, and bright red blood was slowly flowing out of the wound, quickly forming a bloodstain.
Another reason is that Xiaohua's fur did not show signs of burning, and there was no burnt smell of protein burning in the air.
The last time he stabbed himself hard with a Swiss Army knife, it didn't cause such serious injuries... Well, it was just a scratch from a cat, but he hasn't felt this way for several days.
Did he lose his invulnerability due to mutation, or did Xiao Hua have a way of breaking through his defenses?
To verify his guess, Gao Ang released Xiao Hua.
After escaping the bad guy's clutches, Xiaohua quickly jumped onto the bed and roared at Gao Ang: "You bastard, I came all this way to find you, and you actually want to roast me?"
Gao Ang ignored it for the time being, picked up the Swiss Army knife on the table, and slashed his left arm.
The little flower, who was babbling away, was startled by his action, and even her meows were interrupted. She was probably completely bewildered: This guy is a real monster. He's ruthless to me, and even more ruthless to himself.
The expected pain did not come; there was only a slight feeling of pressure. My forearm was still intact, only slightly dented.
In that brief moment, the wound that Xiaohua had scratched earlier had already healed, returning to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Gao Ang knew that his body's healing ability had become stronger again.
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with me; the problem lies with Xiaohua."
Xiao Hua, who was staring blankly on the bed, was startled when she saw Gao Ang turn his gaze to her again. She immediately sprang to her feet and tried to escape from this hellish bedroom.
"Where do you think you're going!"
With a swift movement, Gao Ang grabbed Xiao Hua firmly in his hand again. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you again. That was just an experiment. Now that it's proven that you're the same as me, we're of the same kind. From now on, I'll be your older brother, and you'll be my younger brother. Understand?"
After stroking it a couple of times, Little Flower finally calmed down, as if it understood what he was saying, and squinted its eyes to enjoy the moment.
As for why he didn't stab Xiaohua to verify his guess, Gao Ang felt there was no need for that. Since even the hair couldn't be burned, it would be too inhuman of him to hurt this fellow human who had traveled so far to find him.
"Little Flower, are you hungry?"
Gao Ang didn't know if Xiao Hua's mutation was in the same direction as his own, or if she, like him, didn't need to eat or drink.
"Meow." Little Flower wagged her tail and licked her lips, her eyes full of hope as she looked at Gao An.
"You idiot, can you really understand what I'm saying? If you can, say something; if you can't, don't say a word."
"Meow!"
"Meow!"
These two calls completely baffled Gao Ang. Although Xiao Hua had been calling before, he felt that those were just coincidences, maybe it was because it was familiar with him or something that it behaved so human-like. But these two calls were responding to him exactly as he said. What else could this be but understanding him?
Ang Gao suddenly felt his brain wasn't quite working properly. The fact that mutation had happened to him was unbelievable enough, and now a cat had appeared...
"Since Xiaohua can mutate, does that mean there are even more mutated creatures on this planet?"
Gao Ang suddenly felt nervous. He had suspected this hypothesis before, but in order to keep his secret, he continued to live his previous life. Therefore, he had no way to learn more about the outside world, such as where there were abnormalities or where mutants had appeared.
Even if such news exists, it would probably be suppressed by the authorities. Unnatural phenomena are seen as destabilizing factors by the public, and for the sake of social stability, such news and phenomena would certainly be suppressed. It's normal that he didn't receive this information. If Xiaohua hadn't come to him, he probably would have been kept in the dark for the rest of his life.
The appearance of Xiaohua disrupted his hectic lifestyle and, in a sense, changed his life forever.
Forcing himself to calm down, Gao Feng opened his diary and began to write, hoping to use words to soothe the turmoil in his heart:
A friend of the same kind came to visit today: Xiaohua;
Xiao Hua is a stray cat in Vanke Apartment. It seems that it has also mutated, with its fur being impervious to water and fire, and it is speculated that its flesh is also invulnerable to knives and guns.
It can understand what I say, but whether it can understand others remains to be seen;
Therefore, it can be concluded that there are still mutated creatures on this planet. Whether they existed in the past or appeared recently needs to be verified.
At present, Xiaohua and I only have one thing in common: Vanke Apartments. I need to go and check it out.
Future research should also shift its focus: seeking the causes of the mutations and identifying similar organisms.
The search for his kind needs to be done gradually and discreetly. He can't just walk into the street and shout, "Who else is a mutant like me?"
People treating him like a fool is the least of his worries; he might even be handed over to the state.
He was only in his early twenties, his wonderful life was just beginning, and he was far from being buried. He wanted to experience more of the wonderful life of socialism today.
Therefore, the top priority right now is to find the cause of the mutation, and the first stop is Vanke Apartments.
It's only four in the afternoon, still a long way from dark. Going to that place at this time would be too crowded and distracting. Even if he discovered something unusual, he wouldn't be able to investigate it in depth. So, Gao Ang decided to set up the microscope first and continue an experiment he had planned to do before. Now he had another small flower specimen, hehe...
At this point, Xia Weiwei should be busy at the crime scene, while Gao Ang could openly conduct his experiments without having to sneak around anymore.
I took out the glass cutter and examined it closely. This wasn't the first time I'd seen this object; I'd seen construction workers use it when my hometown was being renovated. It looked a lot like a ballpoint pen, with a golden blade, except that there was a lump of something at the tip, with a round diamond bead protruding from the very top, similar in shape to the lead bead in a ballpoint pen.
Aiming the diamond knife tip at the marked area on his forearm, Gao Ang slashed down hard.
His movements were exaggerated, and his expression was tragic, but reality was cruel, or rather, it felt cruel to him: he still couldn't make a cut.
This time, he could feel a chill from the glass blade, or in other words, a kind of goosebumps like those described in martial arts novels—the instinctive rejection and alertness that the human body feels when facing danger.
Although he couldn't make a cut, Gao Ang touched the area and could already see obvious marks, which meant that the glass cutter was indeed effective, at least damaging the outermost layer of cells and tissue.
By the time he found the tweezers and was about to take the sample, the tiny wound had already healed, and the skin and flesh that had been scraped off had turned into powder for some unknown reason!
Only a tiny bit of dust remained on his skin—literally just dust.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a piece of flesh could vanish into thin air in broad daylight.
As if struck by a sudden thought, Gao Ang rushed to his mini-fridge, rummaged through the freezer compartment for a while, and finally found the tightly wrapped 'first-generation flesh tissue,' now a lump of ice.
Carefully open this ice block, and only after peeling off the last layer of plastic wrap will the scene inside be revealed.
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P.S.: To reiterate, this is not a spiritual revival, and there are very few mutated creatures.
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