Ning woke up early in the morning and still found the improvement in his senses surprising.
He could now feel the faintest difference in every single one of his senses. The sense also didn't overwhelm him at all. Sounds didn't get too loud, lights didn't get too bright.
Or maybe they did, but his body also improved to accommodate the changes which were why he was having such an easy time sensing everything.
He snapped his finger in front of him. Not only could he hear the crisp snapping, but he could also hear the slight scratching sound before and after the snap.
He could feel the coarseness of his skin as they rubbed against each other and could feel the heat created by the friction of his skin.
"Thank god I can ignore it," Ning thought. "It would have been annoying if this was all I could feel and think about."
