In the bathroom, Jiang Yang took out a syringe—the Captain America Serum!
Scenes from Captain America movies flashed rapidly through his mind.
"Does it simply enhance the host's body, or can it go fifty-fifty with anyone?"
Jiang Yang could not help curling his lips upward. The fifty-fifty thing only existed in the movies to give Captain America more screen time. This serum could only grant him physical abilities several times greater than an ordinary person's.
Jiang Yang no longer hesitated. He jabbed the syringe directly into his arm. The sooner he used something that increased his strength, the sooner he could turn its value into reality.
The blue liquid entered his bloodstream, and a sharp pain struck. Jiang Yang's face instantly twisted. It hurt too much, as if his blood vessels were crawling with ants.
However, the serum's effects were also incredibly obvious. In the full-length mirror, Jiang Yang's thin body began to fill out, muscles taking shape one after another as he grew a little taller as well.
If there had been testing equipment, it would have shown that the muscle fibers inside Jiang Yang's body were continuously tearing and regenerating, while all kinds of cells began dividing and transforming.
The whole process lasted around ten minutes. Jiang Yang was covered in black grime. After rinsing himself off, he stood before the full-length mirror and admired his brand-new self.
"Tsk, it would've been nice if Tang Ya hadn't left yet."
Jiang Yang's lips curled upward slightly. Right now, he felt as though the strength in his body had nowhere to go.
With his body as it was now, he might not even need to spend much money to make Tang Ya utterly devoted to him through his "ability."
Most people in this world had certain shortcomings in that "ability" after recovering from illness. The original owner had been the same. Countless people complained online about how much shorter they had become.
On the other hand, who knew how many women complained that they had not been satisfied in ages.
After tidying himself up a little, Jiang Yang first called his parents. With the Apocalypse approaching, he had to get the old couple prepared first.
After his memories merged, Jiang Yang also felt a greater sense of closeness toward his parents in this world. No matter what he wanted, they always did their best to provide it.
"Hello, Dad, Mom. Do you have time these next couple of days?"
"What's wrong, Xiao Yang? Did something happen?" Slightly nervous voices came from the other end of the phone, warming Jiang Yang's heart.
"It's nothing. I heard some gossip that the flu may get worse soon and be highly contagious. You should stock up more at home..."
It took Jiang Yang over half an hour to convince his parents. He could not tell them the Apocalypse was coming, or they would definitely send him to a mental hospital.
After reminding the two elders, Jiang Yang called his butler.
As a super rich second generation, aside from eating, drinking, and having fun, basically everything in his life was arranged by this butler.
Now, he needed her to help him handle a few things as well.
"Young Master, are you done?"
The door to the room was pushed open, and a woman in professional attire walked in. She had fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs, her black stockings making her look especially delicate and alluring.
Xiao Wan glanced at the messy room and caught the strange smell in the air. She let out an imperceptible sigh. "Which girl has Young Master set his sights on this time?"
Xiao Wan had been Jiang Yang's butler for over ten years and knew his habits inside out. He never looked for her unless something was up, and whenever he did, it was always because he wanted her to find him girls.
"Cough, cough..."
Jiang Yang looked a little embarrassed. In his memories, he had once harbored improper thoughts toward this butler too, but she had ultimately kept him firmly in check.
"Sis Wan, it's not about girls today. How could I be chasing girls every day?"
Jiang Yang chuckled. The original owner really had chased girls every day. Right after recovering, he had immediately arranged a date, otherwise he would not have kicked the bucket.
Hearing that, Xiao Wan shot Jiang Yang a glance. Something felt off. Young Master seemed different from before today.
"Then what did you call me here for?"
"Help me investigate someone—Ye Fan."
"Ye Fan?" Xiao Wan thought for a moment, then her beautiful eyes widened. "Wasn't that Tang Ya just now his girlfriend?"
"After sleeping with his woman, you still want to make trouble for him?"
"That's not what I mean. Just investigate him for me. I know what I'm doing!"
Jiang Yang patted his chest, indicating that he had things under control. Xiao Wan only glared at him a few more times before leaving. After all, Jiang Yang was the young master.
After Xiao Wan left, Jiang Yang changed into a clean, neat outfit. In the original novel, the first chapter was Ye Fan's rebirth scene. It did not give much introduction to Ye Fan's surroundings or the people around him.
Most of those people died within the first ten chapters. They were not very important, but for the first step of Jiang Yang's plan, they were the key to success or failure.
Xiao Wan would investigate Ye Fan's information, while that scheming bitch would help him find Ye Fan's younger sister. Having money really made things easy!
Now, it was time for him to act too!
He would take the protagonist's women, and he would take the protagonist's comrades too!
Wasn't Ye Fan reborn? Then Jiang Yang would give him a different difficulty level to play!
Jiang Yang glanced at the sky. It was still early before nightfall, so he hailed a taxi and headed to Linjiang Bridge in Linjiang City.
Then he waited beneath Linjiang Bridge. According to the original novel, about three days after Ye Fan awakened his memories of his past life, he would come to Linjiang Bridge and find his life-and-death comrade—the first brother who helped him rise to power, Wu Lei.
In the original novel, Wu Lei was a pitiful fool who had been framed and thrown into prison for ten years. After getting out, he was disconnected from society and lived beneath Linjiang Bridge.
But this pitiful fool was far from ordinary. It was as though all the luck from the previous decade or so had been saved for the outbreak of the Apocalypse. This guy had actually obtained a Hidden Profession!
When the Apocalypse arrived, Apocalypse Stores would appear all over the world. The stores contained all sorts of professions, though most were quite ordinary. Those professions were called Common Professions.
Beyond Common Professions, there were two other types: Hidden Professions and Inherited Professions. Each was more formidable than the last.
Wu Lei had obtained a Hidden Profession called Bronze Man. He was a massive tank who had blocked plenty of damage for Ye Fan.
"System, will I receive a reward if I seize a supporting character's opportunity?"
Yes. A supporting character's opportunity is also an opportunity of the Son of the Plane.
One person could possess multiple professions, but Jiang Yang was merely asking. He had no intention of taking Wu Lei's opportunity.
What he wanted was Wu Lei himself!
He waited until nightfall, when Xiao Wan sent him several emails containing all of Ye Fan's information.
It was even more comprehensive than in the original novel. His butler was damn capable, and having money felt damn good!
Just as Jiang Yang was about to open the attachments and carefully review Ye Fan's information, a downcast figure entered the corner of his eye.
Wu Lei had arrived!
He was a young man, but he was filthy all over, dressed in clothes riddled with holes and carrying a sour stench.
This was Wu Lei. He was about the same age as Jiang Yang, yet he looked as miserable as an old man.
At that moment, Wu Lei picked up the tattered blanket by Jiang Yang's feet and slowly walked toward the other side.
In a big city, homeless people had no dignity. Almost every day, someone came looking for trouble, throwing his blanket into the river or smashing his bowl.
They did it just to watch him squirm and amuse themselves.
Wu Lei had long grown used to it. But after taking only two steps, his tattered blanket was snatched away.
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