October 14th, the sixth day after the Mid-Autumn holiday and the National Day holiday had ended, at 3:30 AM, in apartment 505 of Xingfuli District, the bedroom.
After busying himself for over an hour and not only failing to gain any treasures but also having thrown one away for no reason, Zhang Yanhang now sat alone on the big bed in the bedroom, forced to admit that he had just wasted a chunk of time that he didn’t consider all that precious.
By the way, the vixen who had nibbled on one of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures had been thrown out by Zhang Yanhang. After all, it would be useless to keep her—could he possibly keep her as a pet?
Although it wasn’t entirely out of the question, Zhang Yanhang remained convinced that he’d rather have a cat. If not a cat, at least another animal with more combat capabilities, such as a cute little creature like a tiger or black bear. Foxes might be rather cute too, but in terms of combat, they really lagged behind.
Of course, the main reason lay in the fact that when Zhang Yanhang faced the First Tier vixen, even after he had turned off the defense provided by the Supreme Will and actively dispersed some of the energy protecting his brain, the vixen’s Dream Creation Technique still couldn’t affect him at all.
For this situation, Zhang Yanhang had completely run out of ideas, since he had tried every method he could think of, yet none had worked, leaving him feeling quite helpless.
Thus, upon realizing that the vixen really couldn’t help him dream anymore, Zhang Yanhang could only ask if she was capable of transforming. Although he wasn’t particularly interested in kemonomimi, he didn’t have a strong aversion to them.
The vixen quickly answered Zhang Yanhang’s question, giving him two pieces of news at the same time: one was delightful news for furry enthusiasts, while the other was disappointing for Zhang Yanhang.
The bad news was that the vixen could only transform into a fox-eared girl upon reaching the Third Tier. The good news was that although she couldn’t fully transform, the vixen could perform limited shape-shifting through spells, making her body larger. If Zhang Yanhang could break through his ethical boundaries, he might be tempted to try out this natural sensation.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yanhang couldn’t break through his ethical boundaries, nor was he a furry enthusiast.
So the only thing Zhang Yanhang, who hadn’t received Emperor Biefeng’s inheritance, could do, in the end, was throw the vixen out of his bedroom.
In fact, if the vixen could have transformed at the Second Tier, Zhang Yanhang might have been able to think of something, since he had a Blood Essence of a Flame Stepping Wolf in his possession. In theory, as a member of the Canidae family, the vixen should have been able to absorb it.
And if that wasn’t enough, he could use Alchemy to forcibly create some Spiritual Objects that could help monsters increase their Cultivation.
But the sad reality was, all these combined could at most help the vixen reach the Second Tier—the Third Tier was definitely out of the question.
"Sigh, in some sense, my dream issue is indeed resolved because I will never have that kind of dream again, but that’s not the solution I wanted. I just wanted to reminisce with the scantily dressed young lady in my dreams, and by the way, get to know her little sister. Now, it’s ended up ."
Zhang Yanhang felt incredibly helpless about the current situation; it was, perhaps, the sorrow that came with the rapid increase in one’s power.
"If I had known earlier that it was the mother fox causing trouble, I would have definitely brought her over to say goodbye to the young lady. Regrets, regrets. Oh well, since things have come to this, there’s nothing else to do.
But now that the dreaming issue is resolved, what should I do next? Sleep? After all, it is three in the morning, an appropriate time for some shut-eye." Zhang Yanhang sighed and then pulled the covers back over himself to sleep.
October 14, six days after the end of the Mid-Autumn and National Day holidays, 7 a.m., Xingfuli District, Apt. 505, bedroom.
Zhang Yanhang, who had already woken up and was playing video games, suddenly heard some strange noises, like a large crowd of people gathering and talking at his doorstep. He used his Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil ability and glanced over, only to find that indeed, quite a few people had gathered, not at his doorstep, but in front of his neighbor’s door.
Having nothing better to do, Zhang Yanhang decided to go check out the excitement.
Zhang Yanhang switched his equipment back to normal status and walked out of his apartment. Because it was nearby, he saw a young female police officer standing at his neighbor’s door, apparently inspecting the scene, as soon as he stepped out.
The policewoman happened to glance at Zhang Yanhang as he emerged from the room next door and suddenly froze. Zhang Yanhang, on the other hand, squeezed through the crowd to the front door.
At this point, an older policeman inside the apartment also noticed the policewoman who had paused and followed her gaze, seeing Zhang Yanhang dressed in black riot police gear. He too was taken aback.
But luckily, being a seasoned policeman with plenty of experience, he quickly recovered and greeted Zhang Yanhang, "Which department are you with, comrade? This is just a simple case of burglary. It should be resolved rather quickly."
"Me?" Zhang Yanhang was a bit baffled by the old policeman’s question, but he still instinctively took out a dark green-covered certificate from his waist bag, "I’m just an ordinary Awakener. Just here to join in on the fun, that’s all."
Once the old policeman heard Zhang Yanhang’s response, he immediately realized there had been some misunderstanding and turned his attention back to investigating the scene without giving Zhang Yanhang any more thought.
However, the younger policewoman was more enthusiastic and gave Zhang Yanhang a brief overview of the situation on the scene. Check latest chapters at nοvelfire.net
They had received a report that Zhang Yanhang’s neighbor had lost some valuable finances, and there were signs of searching through the house, leading them to suspect a thief had entered during the night. After their preliminary inspection, they were fairly certain there had been a theft.
The thief had even climbed through a window next to Zhang Yanhang’s bedroom into his neighbor’s house and stolen about thirty thousand yuan in cash and various finances.
"Really, with the Spiritual Qi Recovery, even thieves have improved their physical abilities, able to climb up to the fifth floor barehanded and steal valuables."
After hearing the summary of the case, Zhang Yanhang merely expressed his thoughts briefly and then went back home. After all, he was just there to see what was happening, not to catch a thief. That was the police’s job.