Animals that follow primitive laws in nature are born with a special ability to perceive compared to humans.

In addition to the instinct of hunting and survival, this ability also has the magical effect of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. Before earthquakes, tsunamis, wildfires and other natural disasters occur, you can see all kinds of animals frantically escaping. Perhaps human beings also had this ability during the period of obscurantism, but it was gradually forgotten, and evolution is sometimes not entirely benign development.

In his previous life, James continued to improve himself and increase his awareness through the practice of boxing, and he already possessed the ability to perceive beyond ordinary humans. In addition to a more sensitive response to the surrounding environment, it also has a sense of hostility, murderous and other crises.

It is said that in addition to the physical "infallibility" of the highest level of martial arts, there is also a magical ability called "not seeing or hearing, feeling danger and avoiding danger" in spiritual practice. This kind of spiritual realm is not only possible for people who practice martial arts, but also for hermits who practice Zen meditation since ancient times, who are bold and open-minded writers, and even extremely devout religious believers.

It is still unclear what kind of world mankind would be if it had chosen another tributary that was different from the development of science and technology in the course of history.

Sitting in the devastated forest clearing with his eyes closed, James seems to have an additional perception similar to his sixth sense, but more intense and controllable, and this perception is based not only on the overall improvement of extremely strong vision and beastly night vision, but also on excellent hearing and wolf-like super visual sense of smell, more like all the so-called "mind" states when spiritual cultivation reaches its peak.

He reveled in the sight of a few unknown birds quietly trying to land in the treetops, the breeze moaning with the leaves, the hare jumping in a hurry to avoid the stinging of a viper, the owl turning its head on the branch in search of its prey, a cougar yawning and striding away, startling away a fawn without interest......

Slowly, James could even clearly "see" them in his consciousness, and after a long time, he carefully controlled and restrained this ability that he called "beast perception", allowing himself to restore the weak perception of ordinary humans as much as possible. This talent is like enhancing radar or signal, if it can only be turned on and not off, then normal life will be greatly affected.

Only by using it freely can you truly become your own strength. He has never longed for the supreme divine power that falls from the sky, and it is not through the strength that he has mastered bit by bit, not only can he not exert it to the extreme, but he will also have extremely fatal side effects and weaknesses.

"The self-healing and rapid division of cells at the genetic level has surpassed any real or legendary physical highest level that human beings can achieve through spiritual practice......

James couldn't help but sigh, he clearly knew that even if the legend was true, the so-called "breaking the void and seeing that the gods are not bad" can be reborn and repair all kinds of damage inside the body, so as to greatly extend life and maintain physical fitness. But it's too far from this kind of rapid regeneration, and the ability to mutate without knowing the end of life.

"What would be the effect of continuing to practice the Dharma with such a body? Now that I have practiced dark energy, will I go further on this basis when I reach the level of entering and holding pills? James thought to himself, considering such a possibility.

Fundamentally speaking, boxing is to gradually explore the potential of the human body, improve the functional quality of all aspects of the body, and constantly approach the theoretical extreme of the human physical level, so as to achieve a certain "superhuman" ability.

So what if it's a body with infinite potential? How much power can a xenomorph that can heal quickly and have a long life span be unearthed? James' eyes shone with an almost tangible brilliance, like a wolf with a faint green glow at night......

James went back to his room in the manor before sunrise, he didn't want his grandfather to worry about him anymore, and for ten years he really accepted from the bottom of his heart this unsmiling and somewhat serious and cruel old man, Mr. Howlett was in some way like his former master, sheltering him from the wind and rain, and the wind and candles were broken.

The butler Vane was originally Mr. Howlett's oldest brother, but Wayne was only a little older than John Howlett, and when Wayne was a teenager, he and his parents were kidnapped by robbers, and Mr. Howlett rescued them, and since then Wayne has followed Mr. Howlett, and the relationship between them is not a simple friendship can be exhausted.

After John's death, Mr. Howlett did not have enough energy to deal with the affairs of the entire estate alone, so he asked him to come back to help, and Mr. Wayne simply became a housekeeper, in addition to taking care of Mr. Howlett and taking care of the estate, but also more often to solve the business of various local properties.

"Good morning, Mr. Wayne." James came down from the upper floors and greeted Vahn, the butler who was busy arranging for his subordinates in the hall.

"Morning, Master James!" The butler owes himself a debt of money, and in return, it has to be said that Mr. Vane has done a very good job from a warrior who can only shoot and ride a horse to a gentlemanly steward of the manor.

He even wears a single piece of transparent eyes, carries a pocket watch in the bag on his chest, the bracelet hangs naturally at the lower end, and the brown linen suit sets off his still sturdy figure. Although both Mr. Howlett and James have repeatedly stressed that they should not be addressed with honorifics like old and young master, Mr. Vane still insisted, and he seemed to like such a state and role.

"I'm busy so early in the morning, is my grandfather going out?" James asked.

"Yes, young master, Mr. Howlett is going to visit His Excellency the Governor today, so last night he told me to prepare and prepare gifts." Vane the butler explained, and then the moaning of the planks being struck with a cane rang out, and Mr. Howlett slowly walked down the escalator.

James stepped forward quickly and helped his grandfather slowly downstairs. Mr. Howlett waved his hand and said to his grandson, "It's all right, not really." I may come back later, you don't have to wait for me to have dinner, and don't go too far lately, you can take care of more manor affairs. Now that I'm older, I need to help do more things. Mr. Howlett commanded, and he always pretended to be serious in front of his grandson, but was betrayed by his earnest expression.

"Don't worry, I understand. By the way, grandfather, I heard that the Governor has been looking for trouble with us lately, is it ...... you go to him" Before James could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Howlett: "It is because he is looking for trouble that I have to go, and the new official takes office only to ask for something, to solve these matters as soon as possible, and you will be obedient in the future." ”

James wanted to say something, but only nodded at his grandfather. Holding the old man's arm and sending him into the carriage, Mr. Howlett waved his hand, paused with his cane, and motioned to the coachman.

"Hah!"

The coachman shouted, flung his whip, and the four horses spread their hooves and rode away. It was followed by a wagon full of gifts and eight riders on either side of the tour. James had been watching Mr. Howlett walk away, and for a moment he stood and walked in the direction of Victor's cabin.

Governor Kevin Smith was surprised to learn that Mr. Howlett was coming, as if he had learned of the visit of an old friend he had not seen in many years. At noon, he ordered his men to set up early to prepare for Mr. Howlett. In view of the means of transport and road conditions of those days, Mr. Howlett could only leave in the morning and arrive at the Governor's Palace in the evening.

The sun had slowly set, and the last rays of the sun shone on the tall iron gates of the Doge's Palace, and the shadows of horses' hooves and wheels remained on the ground for a moment, and then vanished. When the servant of the governor's palace saw the carriage, he opened the door neatly and met Mr. Howlett who was stumbling in the carriage.

"Welcome! Mr. Howlett, the Governor is already waiting for you outside the manor. ”

Mr. Howlett was slightly puzzled, and then said, "Your Excellency the Governor is too polite, let's go." ”

Governor Smith was a middle-aged man of small stature, who looked in good spirits, and his hair was much thicker than that of the balding Englishman, and he was ordinary-looking, but he looked like an extraordinarily shrewd man. As a feudal official, he was more like a businessman.

"Mr. Howlett! It's been a long time! You should have sent someone to inform me sooner, it was really hasty. Smith walked forward quickly, shook Mr. Howlett's hand, and said enthusiastically. Before the old Howlett could pick up, he continued: "I should also be sorry for the beef cattle incident a few days ago, it really wasn't my intention, you have to listen to me explain it today." ”

Mr. Howlett became more and more uneasy, and he felt that things were probably far more troublesome than he had imagined.