...replace DNA, but in humans, it could be completely removed, because the virus only clung to DNA rather than merging with it.
All the virus did was activate the dormant genes in some humans—or, more accurately, in living things.
Why had I thought of this?
It was hard to imagine. If the virus really disappeared, would the people in this world still be able to survive?
As I idly thought about it, I gradually fell asleep. At some point, I vaguely thought I saw wild wolf sitting on a sofa not far away, smoking.
Half-asleep, I mumbled, "Why are you smoking in here for no reason... Go back to your room and sleep."
Then I fell asleep again.
When I woke up the next morning, I saw wild wolf sitting on the sofa just as I remembered from the night before, motionless with his eyes half-closed as if dozing.
I understood. This guy...
Had probably stayed up all night again, hadn't he?
"You're awake..."
Wild wolf looked at me. His tone barely changed, and it was hard to tell whether he was even asking a question.
"Mm, I'm up..."
I nodded and sat up, glancing at wild wolf. He said nothing, got to his feet, and went to the door to tell someone, "Bring something to eat."
Then he closed the door and came back to my bedside.
"Get up and move around, or you'll get a blood clot in your right shoulder."
"Mm..."
I nodded. My healing ability wasn't what it used to be. My severed arm should be able to grow back, but just as wild wolf said, if I developed a blood clot, the healing would probably slow down considerably.
I stood and stretched my arms and legs, then suddenly remembered what had happened yesterday.
"Did you