Huang Liang didn't know what a Kenai Mountain wolf was until he entered the dream of old Wolfe.

It was his third day in Vancouver, and Mayer and Dickinson took him to Wolf Manor and introduced him to Qui Wolff, who was already the de facto leader of the Wolf family.

Although the Wolf family is not a true Chinese, but a mixture of Inuit and Chinese, and mainly Inuit, Huang Liang still feels the warmth of a foreign country when he is with them.

Old Wolf was terminally ill and looked like he was dying soon.

He lay upright on the bed, his face so thin that nothing was left of bones and a thin layer of skin. His eye sockets were deep-set, but his eyes bulged out and were wide open, and the whites of his cloudy, dry eyes were like boiled duck eggshells, and on them were two dull gray pupils, like two flies biting on duck eggs.

William Wolf stared hard at the ceiling, looking dead, his dry fingers moving from time to time to indicate that he was still alive.

Huang Liang took a preliminary look at the history of the Wolf family, and preliminarily judged that it was a very rare mental illness, and the cause may be related to neurological or genetic defects. This was not his specialty, he was a surgeon, but in the new resume that the organization forged for him, he became an all-rounder who was proficient in neurosurgery, surgery, and mystical Oriental medicine.

He could only bite the head and treat old Wolf as a dead horse.

In addition to his original family disease, Wolf was also diagnosed with the gray brain virus. Not many people knew about this, except for the doctors at UBC Hospital and a few people close to them, only Mei Yiqiu and Dickinson.

Huang Liang was very surprised when he learned of this. The gray brain virus is no secret, and even the general public knows that having this disease means being invaded by parasites. But the invasion of the elder Wolf was clearly unsuccessful, otherwise it would not be what it is now.

However, it is strange that old Wolf is not dead. The gray encephalitis virus is an incurable disease, and there is no particularly good treatment for it. Of course, the Wolf family has the money to enjoy the best medical care and the most advanced treatments in the world. Although the progress of vaccines and specific drugs for gray encephalitis virus has been slow due to the scarcity of samples, some inhibitors have been developed, and the elder Wolf has relied on these drugs to maintain his survival.

Huang Liang knew very well that with the identity of the old wolf and the importance of the organization, the parasite must be a powerful consciousness body, but how did the old wolf resist the invasion? Even Evans Lester can only die with the invading parasitic consciousness!

He really wanted to go into Wolf's dream to take a look, but he didn't dare to expose his strength too much at the beginning, and he didn't know Hong Kui at that time. And the state of old Wolfe is obviously not easy to dream about. His consciousness was too weak to withstand the toss.

He began experimenting with regular physiotherapy and acupuncture to stimulate Wolf's brain and nervous system, but with little effect. He concluded that Wolfe Sr.'s illness was not solely caused by the gray brain virus. The gray encephaliturgita virus only invades the cerebral cortex and does not impair other functions of the body. His current symptoms are not hereditary, and in their family history, no one is as weak as him before dying, and he usually dies suddenly after one or two episodes of "werewolf syndrome".

Huang Liang probably had a judgment - this was the result of the confrontation between old Wolf and parasitic consciousness. It is not known what went wrong with the process of the invasion of consciousness, neither parasitizing succeeded nor killing Wolfe.

Later, Hong Kui told him that old Wolf had been treated by Aoki in Wuzhong, and Huang Liang was relieved. It must have been Aoki who used some method to control Old Wolfe's shadow consciousness. He knew that it would be difficult to kill the shadow consciousness without harming the proprioceptive consciousness.

Mei Yiqiu stayed for only one day and left, and never came again, but Dickinson came to see him from time to time. Every time Huang Liang saw him, he remembered the chip on the back of his neck, and he didn't know if it had been removed.

A week later, old Wolfe's werewolf finally kicked in.

At that moment, his cloudy and pale eyes like boiled salted duck eggs suddenly flashed blue light like a supernova explosion, long fangs grew from his mouth, and the hairs on his face grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly covering his entire face.

The living dead who had been lying on the bed suddenly had infinite strength, and sat up like a corpse, two stiff arms stretched out in front of him, and his wizened claws scratched wildly in the air.

Although he had already learned about the Wolf family's medical history, Huang Liang was still taken aback.

Martha, who was next to her, seemed to be accustomed to such a scene, and quickly walked over with a few servants, and held down old Wolfe, whispering something in his ear.

Huang Liang didn't hear her say anything, because he had already entered Wolf's dream.

In the dream, William Wolfe appeared much younger than he was, standing straight among a snow-covered hills, his feet sunk deep into the snow, leaving two clear lines of footprints behind him, which continued far away.

In the mountains and forests ahead, a group of gray wolves were running, and sled carts were chasing after them, and the people in the cars were wearing thick clothes, shouting at the sled dogs to gallop towards the wolves, and kept shooting into the sky. The gunfire drove the wolves in one direction, eventually enclosing them in a mountain col.

Huang Liang saw old Wolf's hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled.

From the perspective of dreams, this space was a bit too large, and Huang Liang judged that it was impossible for old Wolf's mental power to create such a large dream. When Huang Liang put his spiritual power over, he found that in front of Wolfe, there was obviously a spiritual barrier, like an invisible piece of soft glass, and he used his consciousness to perceive the world over there, just like watching a giant screen movie.

He knew it was Wolfe's dream boundary, but why was there space beyond it? However, he judged that this must be related to the Wolf family's medical history, could it be that human genes can carry spiritual power? He was a little confused.

Then, on the summit of a tall mountain peak opposite, a huge white wolf appeared, dressed in white fur like a layer of Alaska's freshly fallen snow, with a slightly open mouth showing sharp fangs, but his eyes were not fierce, nor did he make a howling gesture, but only stood quietly, showing the posture of a king.

Judging from the comparison with the surrounding scenery and the people who fired the shots, it can be judged that the wolf reached a height of more than two meters at the shoulder and a body length of more than four meters, which is comparable to a small Asian elephant.

Huang Liang thought that this was just an exaggeration of a dream, how could there be such a huge wolf in the world? But then Hong Kui told him that there was indeed such a huge wolf in Alaska a long time ago. The ancestors of the Wolf family lived there.

Of course, Huangliang is not concerned with wolves, nor is it the history of the Wolf family. So he withdrew his gaze and set it at the feet of William Wolfe in his dream—on the white snow, there was a faint shadow shaking with Wolfe's trembling body.

The shadow twisted, as if trying to get to its feet.

Huang Liang's palm suddenly had an extra scalpel, and the blade flashed with a light colder than ice and snow.

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