Chapter Five: Mutation
Yusuf Zuck, twenty-one years old, from Shandong, 1.79 meters tall, weighing 70 kilograms, entered the sports school at the age of twelve, practiced Sanda and traditional martial arts, and left school at sixteen to seek employment, worked as a plumber and electrician and taxi driver.
Father: Dead.
Mother: Deceased.
"Father dead? Mother deceased?" Ruth Wilcox found it somewhat strange because in the section about parents in Yusuf Zuck's form, there was a clear difference; the father's death was casually written as 'dead', but the mother's passing was written as 'deceased'. Although they conveyed the same message, the word 'dead' seemed extremely frivolous and disrespectful.
"Mm-hmm, and there's also a younger sister attending university in the capital…"
The simple information form indicated, in the last column, a younger sister in university, but did not specify her name.
"If that's the case, then he must be working to earn money to support his sister's education, right? Well… Although a bit rough around the edges, he seems to be a decent person." Ruth Wilcox closed Yusuf Zuck's file and after some thought, she suddenly picked up the phone again and called the HR department.
"When Yusuf Zuck from the security department returns from his leave, inform him that he will also work part-time as an electrician for the company, responsible for replacing the substandard power sources in the hotel."
"But… how will his salary be calculated?" the head of HR, Cohan Reid, asked respectfully.
"What was Cohan Reid's salary previously?" Ms. Wilcox inquired.
Cohan Reid replied: "Cohan Reid was earning six thousand a month."
"Since it's part-time work, let's calculate it as three thousand a month. The salary for the security job remains the same. Inform the finance department." Ms. Wilcox said her piece and then hung up the phone. She also hummed to herself: "This Ms. Wilcox won't take advantage of you. Six thousand a month should be enough to pay off your hot and spicy soup debt, right?"
Of course, at this moment, Yusuf Zuck had no idea that his beautiful Ms. Wilcox had already begun to repay the favor.
After collecting ten thousand yuan from the finance department, Yusuf Zuck didn't head to the hospital nor return to the dormitory, instead, he first made a trip to the bank and then transferred nine thousand yuan to a bank account.
This was for his sister who was attending university. He didn't want her to feel inferior because of their financial situation. She deserved to have the best in terms of what she ate, wore, and used.
After transferring the money, he rushed back to the dormitory, locked the door from inside. The dormitory wasn't for his use alone, but the other occupants were either on shift or had gone out.
After securing the door, he immediately closed his eyes, and that consciousness appeared again. Everything in the dormitory, even the items under the bed which he couldn't see with his naked eyes, presented themselves in his mind.
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.
"It's true! I really saw it!" Yusuf Zuck was exhilarated. He could actually use his consciousness to find things he couldn't see, his consciousness penetrating the suitcase, effectively seeing through it.
"Motherfucker, does this mean I can close my eyes and see what color panties Ms. Wilcox is wearing?" When Yusuf Zuck got to this thought, his body trembled with excitement, almost shouting out loud.
"Okay, don't rush, don't rush. Let's see if I can see through myself first." He took a deep breath and then examined his own body, focusing his mind.
After focusing his mind, his consciousness quickly penetrated his outer clothes, seeing his underwear beneath, and continued to seep into his body.
Moments later, he saw a being of blood. A heart the size of a fist was beating, his lungs looked slightly blackened, and he could even see the filth within his intestines!
"Mutated, I've mutated, I've turned into a freak, hey, what's this?" As he excitedly continued to explore his body, he suddenly discovered within the multitude of nerves in his brain, there was an added thread — upon closer inspection, that thread had several Blood Beads strung together like cells, forming a candy-like string of Blood Beads about the size of soybeans, vertically reaching up to the forehead.
"What the hell is this?" Yusuf Zuck was startled. He never imagined that there would be a string of Blood Beads threaded together inside his head. So he jumped in fright, since, aside from nerves, the brain was supposed to contain soft tissue — how could it possibly develop this string of Blood Beads?
"No, it's not right. The very bottom bead is white, the rest are red…" Yusuf Zuck was bewildered, unsure of what was going on. Was it a result of being electrocuted?
"One, two, three, four, five, six…" Yusuf Zuck counted the Blood Beads from bottom to top, totaling ninety-nine, plus the one that had turned white, making it exactly a hundred.
"It's over. What on earth is this thing?" Yusuf Zuck's face turned pale, and his hands began to shake. It was absolutely abnormal for a regular person to have such Blood Beads within them.
Swallowing nervously, he kept his eyes closed as his consciousness prepared to enter the White Pearl to see what was actually inside.
"Hoo–" After several deep breaths, he finally focused his mind and started to infiltrate his consciousness into the White Pearl.
However, just as his consciousness touched the White Pearl, an intense pain surged through his soul, as if a floodgate had been opened. Subsequently, his heart started beating faster, his blood circulation sped up, and his entire body suddenly became feverish. His metabolism was accelerating without limit!
"Ah…" Yusuf Zuck screamed out in fright and quickly retracted his consciousness, opening his eyes wide.
But even after opening his eyes, he felt an abnormality in his body. First, there was a feeling of being refreshed, followed by a surge of excess energy, as if his strength had increased.
"Fuck, what the hell is going on?" Yusuf Zuck went crazy, he got shocked and then such bizarre things happened?
"Eh? No, no, where is my hand, oh my god, where is my hand..." Yusuf Zuck casually lifted his arm, only to be shocked to discover that his right hand, including the sleeve of his clothes, was gone.
In utter horror, he looked down at his body, but there was no sight of it; his legs, his stomach—he couldn't see his body.
"I must be going insane..." Yusuf Zuck was so frightened that all his body hair stood on end, although he didn't know if he still had body hair, but it just did, and he ran straight into the bathroom, where there was a mirror.
He stood in front of the mirror, but it was completely empty inside.
"What's happened to me, am I dead or alive?" Yusuf Zuck wanted to cry without tears, was it just because he glanced at the White Pearl with telekinesis, he didn't go so far as to vanish, did he?
"Right, right, telekinesis, let's look again with telekinesis!" Yusuf Zuck suddenly remembered he still had telekinesis and immediately used it to look at his body.
"Eh? The body is still there, I can see it with telekinesis, what's going on?" Yusuf Zuck wondered, invisible to the naked eye, but still visible with telekinesis.
"Invisible? X-ray vision?" Two words burst into Yusuf Zuck's mind—wasn't his condition just invisibility and x-ray vision?
He stood in front of the mirror without moving, constantly staring at the space inside.
About three minutes or so later, with a flash in the mirror, he saw himself again; when he looked down, his body was still there.
"Ha...hahaha." Seeing his body return, Yusuf Zuck suddenly burst into laughter, he was certain that he had mutated, it was like getting shocked had unlocked his genetic chains, he not only had telekinesis but could also become invisible and it seemed his strength had increased, and his metabolism had gotten much faster.
"Let's try it again, go for it!" Yusuf Zuck gritted his teeth, took out his phone and placed it on the vanity, and once again strained his telekinesis towards the White Pearl in his mind.
Whoosh~ The pain continued, but when he opened his eyes, the pain disappeared, and so did his body.
He glanced at the time on his phone, calculating how long this invisibility could last.
In less than one hundred and eighty seconds, which is about three minutes, his body appeared in the mirror again.
"Hungry—so hungry." Perhaps due to the accelerated metabolism, a sense of hunger struck him, and he was extremely hungry, the kind that desperately craved food.
He immediately ran under his bed, pulled out two bowls of instant noodles, tore them open, and prepared them with boiling water.
Three minutes later, he devoured the two bowls of noodles, soup and all, in no time at all, but still felt insatiably hungry.
The dorm had four beds in total, and under the other beds, there were also packs of instant noodles. He continued to take them out and prepare them, and after six bowls in a row, he felt so sick he couldn't stand it, but his stomach was still hollow, still not feeling full, and even his stomach hadn't expanded at all.
"I'm fucking cursed, is a hungry ghost possessing me?" Yusuf Zuck continued to rummage through the room, eating up everything he could find—cookies, spicy strips, milk, sausage, until there was nothing left.
After much fussing, the intense hunger finally subsided, but he still felt as if he hadn't eaten enough, he could still eat more.
However, he was also in a rush to continue testing to see what other special abilities he had. So, he didn't rush out to look for food but instead thought for a moment and dug out the arm strengthener and the spring puller from the corner.
He intuitively felt that his strength must have increased, so he wanted to test it out.
The arm strengthener was of sixty kilograms, he gripped both ends and gave a hard yank downwards, and with a 'snap', the sixty kilogram arm strengthener broke in response, and he almost got hit in the face by the broken spring by accident.
He was scared into a cold sweat, and mechanically looked at the arm strengthener broken into two pieces in his hands. This was a spring, after all, even security guards working out couldn't break it by bending it a thousand times, but he had just snapped it? How strong had he become now?
He swallowed hard, and his gaze shifted to the spring puller with five springs, took it lightly in hand, not daring to apply too much strength, and started to pull it apart, further and further.
"Shh~" He quickly straightened the five springs, and this was without even using explosive force—if he pulled them quickly, they would probably break as well.
"Phew~ I've become a god!" Yusuf Zuck jumped up excitedly—with this kind of strength, wouldn't he be able to knock down Marco Schmidt with a single punch?
"Right, go find him, test it out on him." The moment Yusuf Zuck thought of Marco Schmidt's mockery, calling him trash, and saying that ten more years of martial arts practice wouldn't be enough to even carry his bags, Yusuf Zuck was so angry he could spit blood.
Now, it was time to take back the stage!
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