Zhang Yi, 21 years old, from Shandong, is 1.79 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms. He entered a sports school at the age of 12, where he practiced sanda (Chinese kickboxing) and traditional martial arts. At 16, he left the school to find his own way in life, working as a plumber, decorator, and taxi driver.
Father: Deceased.
Mother: Passed away.
"Father is dead? Mother passed away?" Xu Jiayun found it a bit odd because Zhang Yi's entry in the parental section of the form was noticeably different. His father's death was casually written as "dead," while his mother's was written as "passed away." Though they meant the same thing, the word "dead" seemed overly casual and disrespectful.
"Yes, and I have a younger sister studying at university in Beijing..."
In the simple profile form, the last section noted a younger sister attending university, but no name was provided.
"If that's the case, he must be working to support his sister's university fees, right? Hmm... though a bit rough around the edges, he's not a bad guy." Xu Jiayun closed Zhang Yi's file, thought for a moment, then suddenly picked up the phone again and called the HR department.
"When the security officer Zhang Yi finishes his leave, notify him to take on the part-time job as a plumber for the company and handle the replacement of the hotel's faulty power supply."
"How should the salary be calculated?" asked Section Chief Lin from HR.
"How much was the salary for the previous worker, Shi Gong?" Xu Jiayun asked.
Lin answered, "Shi Gong earned 6,000 a month."
"Since he's part-time, let's calculate it as 3,000 a month. Keep the security salary unchanged, and notify the finance department," Xu Jiayun said, then hung up the phone. She muttered, "This boss won’t cheat you, 6,000 a month should be enough to pay you back for that hotpot."
Of course, at this moment, Zhang Yi had no idea that his beautiful boss Xu Jiayun had already started to repay his favor.
After receiving 10,000 yuan from the finance department, Zhang Yi didn’t go to the hospital or return to his dormitory immediately. Instead, he first went to a bank, then transferred 9,000 yuan to an account.
This money was for his younger sister attending university. He didn’t want his sister to feel deprived due to their family's poverty; she should have the best of everything—food, clothes, and supplies.
After making the transfer, he returned to his dormitory, locked the door, and immediately closed his eyes. The same consciousness reappeared, and everything in the room, even the areas under the bed that were not visible to the naked eye, appeared in his mind's eye.
He walked forward a few steps with his eyes closed, crawled under the bed, and opened a colleague’s suitcase. Reaching inside, he pulled out a box of condoms.
"Wow, it really is here!" Zhang Yi was thrilled. He could actually find things he couldn’t see with his eyes. His consciousness could penetrate the suitcase and see through it.
"Wait, does this mean I could also see what color underwear Boss Xu is wearing if I close my eyes?" As this thought crossed his mind, his entire body trembled, nearly shouting out in excitement.
"Okay, calm down, calm down. Let’s first see if I can see through myself." He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and began to examine himself.
His consciousness quickly penetrated his outer clothing, revealing his underwear and even continuing deeper into his body.
Moments later, he saw a figure—a blood-like human, with blood flowing all over, a fist-sized heart beating, darkened lungs, and even saw the filth inside his intestines!
“I’ve mutated, I’ve mutated!” Zhang Yi felt both excited and horrified. Just as he was continuing to explore, he suddenly noticed a strange line inside his brain. Upon closer inspection, this line appeared to be a series of tiny blood beads, strung together like a string of sugar-coated haws, forming about 100 blood beads, one of which was white at the bottom, and the rest were red.
"What the heck is this?" Zhang Yi was stunned. He never expected to find such a string of blood beads inside his brain. Could it have been caused by the electric shock?
“No, no, that last bead is white, and the rest are red...” Zhang Yi was confused, unable to figure out what was happening. Was it caused by the shock?
He counted the beads from the bottom to the top—99 beads in total, with the last one being white.
“This is bad, what the heck is this?" Zhang Yi felt his face pale, and his hands started to shake. No normal person should have these blood beads.
Swallowing nervously, he closed his eyes again and prepared to investigate the white bead inside his mind.
“Whoosh—” After a few deep breaths, he finally concentrated, and his consciousness penetrated into the white bead.
The moment his consciousness touched the bead, an intense pain suddenly surged through his soul, as if a gate was opened. Immediately, his heart began to race, his blood flowed faster, and his body started to heat up—his metabolism was accelerating uncontrollably!
"Ah!" Zhang Yi screamed, withdrawing his consciousness and immediately opening his eyes.
Even with his eyes open, he could feel something strange happening to his body. He first felt refreshed, then a sudden surge of energy, as if his strength had increased.
"Damn it, what’s going on?" Zhang Yi was frantic. He was shocked that an electric shock could cause something so strange to happen.
"Huh? No, no, where are my hands? Oh my god, where are my hands?" Suddenly, Zhang Yi looked at his arms and was horrified to find that his right hand—his sleeve was completely gone.
He looked down at his body in panic, but he couldn’t see it! His legs, his stomach—his body had disappeared.
"I’m going crazy..." Zhang Yi was trembling, his sweat standing on end. He quickly ran to the bathroom, where there was a mirror.
Standing in front of the mirror, he found nothing but emptiness.
"What’s happening? Am I dead or alive?" Zhang Yi was on the verge of tears. It couldn’t just be from glancing at that white bead with his mind, could it?
"Right, right, my mind! Let me try using my mind again!" Zhang Yi suddenly remembered that he still had his mental power, so he concentrated and looked at his body with his mind.
"Huh? My body’s still here!" Zhang Yi was astonished. Though he couldn’t see it with his eyes, he could still see it using his mind.
"Is this invisibility? X-ray vision?" The words suddenly came to his mind. This situation seemed to be a combination of invisibility and x-ray vision, didn’t it?
He stood still in front of the mirror, eyes open, staring at the empty reflection.
After about three minutes, he saw a flash, and his body reappeared in the mirror.
"Ha... hahaha!" Zhang Yi laughed heartily. He was sure now that he had mutated. It felt as if an invisible genetic lock had been unlocked. He not only had mental powers, but he could also turn invisible, gain strength, and his metabolism was rapidly accelerating.
"Let’s try again. Here goes!" Zhang Yi gritted his teeth, placed his phone on the mirror counter, and once again focused his mind on the white bead in his head.
The pain surged again, and when he opened his eyes, his body was gone.
He looked at the time on his phone, calculating how long this invisibility would last.
About three minutes later, his body reappeared in the mirror.
"Wow—" Feeling a surge of hunger, Zhang Yi immediately ran to his bed, pulled out two cups of instant noodles, tore open the packets, and poured hot water in.
Three minutes later, he devoured both cups in seconds, still feeling unsatisfied, like he was starving.
The dormitory had four beds, and under each bed, there were more instant noodles. Zhang Yi kept pulling them out, eating until he felt sick, but he still didn’t feel full. Even his stomach didn’t seem to have expanded.
"Damn, am I possessed by a hungry ghost or something?" Zhang Yi searched everywhere, devouring everything from biscuits to milk, sausages, and spicy snacks.
After a long time, the hunger finally subsided, but he still felt like he hadn’t eaten enough. His stomach was still empty.
But he was more interested in testing his new abilities, so he didn’t rush to find more food. Instead, he turned to the strength trainer and resistance bands he had stored in the corner.
He had a feeling that his strength had increased, so he wanted to test it.
The strength trainer was rated for 60 kilograms. Zhang Yi grabbed both ends and tried to bend it, and with a loud crack, it snapped in half. He almost got hit in the face by the broken spring.
He stared at the broken strength trainer in disbelief. Normally, it would take a thousand attempts for security guards to break it, but he had just snapped it with ease. How much strength did he have now?
Swallowing nervously, he turned his attention to the five resistance bands, grabbed them, and began pulling them apart.
Sure, here is the translation:
"Ha... I've become a god!" Zhang Yi jumped up excitedly. With this kind of strength, that damn Li Tiezhu wouldn’t be knocked out with just one punch?
"Right, go find him and use him for an experiment." The thought of Li Tiezhu's mocking words—saying that he was trash and it would take him another ten years just to even reach his level—made Zhang Yi so angry he almost spat blood.
Now, it was time to get his revenge!