My Story Is Simple Enough to Tell (Part 1)

Actually, after seeing the "medical records" that Lao Xia showed him, Xiang Kun felt that compared to the "quagmire" that he was stuck in, Lao Xia was at most standing in a "small puddle".

He also knew that the reason why Lao Xia took the initiative to reveal her situation to him was because she had been affected by "Emotional Assimilation" during dinner and realized that Xiang Kun might have a way to make her perceive the emotions of ordinary people—which was exactly what she had been pursuing all along.

Having read Lao Xia's softcover notebook and knowing what she had observed and guessed, Xiang Kun decided to tell Lao Xia about his situation and drag Lao Xia into his "quagmire."

After all, in reality, Lao Xia had already stepped in with one foot in the matter, and even if he didn't say anything, Lao Xia would definitely continue to investigate his situation.

If Xiang Kun were simply explaining how things turned out this way, it would indeed be quite simple—he drank alcohol, and woke up like this.

As for the specifics of how it changed, he himself hadn't figured it out yet, so naturally he couldn't explain it in detail to Lao Xia.

So Xiang Kun quickly and simply described how he drank on the night of July 11th, woke up on the morning of July 14th, experienced a series of physical changes afterward, and his speculations and investigations about that period of unconsciousness. Perhaps Lao Xia could help him revisit this experience from another perspective and see if he had missed anything.

After hearing Xiang Kun mention the data on the changes in his body, Lao Xia, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke up, "Is there any recorded data?"

"Yes, if you're interested, I can show it to you later," Xiang Kun said.

Next, he told Lao Xia, little by little, about how he had figured out the rules of blood drinking, the process of mutation and evolution, and the results of his training and guidance.

When Lao Xia heard that Xiang Kun went to the coffee shop to observe and collect sensory information from other people in an attempt to train his sensory abilities and guide his brain's thinking patterns, Lao Xia asked, "On August 19th, when I saw you at that 'Maan Coffee,' were you doing this training? Were you observing the people in the coffee shop?"

Xiang Kun affirmed, "Yes."

With his current memory, he naturally remembered that August 19th of last year was the day he went to the branch office to collect his bonus, and the day he first observed various customers in the coffee shop, collecting and analyzing sensory information. That day, he also saw Lao Xia for the first time, but at that time he did not know that Lao Xia was the person who would be playing Dou Dizhu with him, Nana, Yang Zhen'er a few days later, and Lao Xia did not know him either. They had discussed the situation on that day before, and Lao Xia thought he was a pervert at the time.

"How strong are your hearing, smell, and sight now?" Lao Xia asked.

Xiang Kun thought for a moment, then pointed to the two men walking out of the hospital's outpatient building in the distance and said, "The taller man is holding a blood test report, and he's wearing a ring on his ring finger. The ring isn't One Piece... Oh, you know him..."

As he spoke, he rolled down the car window and after a while said, "The taller man said to the shorter man, 'There's no problem, you can relax now.' You could smell engine oil on them, and you could also see oil stains on the shorter man's shoes and trouser legs, so he must work in a mechanical field."

From their position in the parking lot, looking towards the entrance of the outpatient building, an ordinary person could only see two men walking out, and at most make out their general movements. They wouldn't be able to see anything else, like lab reports, rings, or oil stains, let alone hear their conversation or smell their body odor.

Xia Libing nodded, then pointed in another direction. "That green building, the first billboard counting down from the top, can you see the words on it?"

Xiang Kun glanced at it, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Painless abortion, phone number 05**-6656****."

"Understood." Xia Libing nodded.

"However, my sensory abilities are no longer limited to sight, smell, and hearing."

Xiang Kun spoke, he talked about how he discovered he could establish "Super-Sensory Link" with objects. He noticed that while listening to his story, Lao Xia was also building a timeline, correlating his acquaintance with him, his experiences, and the situations he observed with the stages of Lao Xia's ability's development. Therefore, he also proactively mentioned dates:

"On August 22nd, the night I first played Dou Dizhu with you, Nana, and Zhen'er, I had a sudden idea afterward: to try training in telekinesis. However, after a blood-drinking and mutation, although I didn't gain the ability to telekinesis, I did gain 'extreme sensing' for certain objects with which I had established a special connection, allowing me to perceive their location and direction from a distance. Hmm, I call this connection 'Super-Sensory Link'."

At this point, Xiang Kun laughed, "However, a few months later, I have indeed gained the ability to control objects through another means." As he spoke, he spread his left palm in front of him, and then three Coin, sensed by him, emerged from Lao Xia's pocket and flew into his palm.

However, the three Coin had barely left his pocket when Lao Xia reached out and grabbed them.

Xiang Kun, who originally wanted to show off, was taken aback and had to change his mind. He took control of the Coin on his body and made it float in the air above his palm.

Lao Xia rubbed three Coin in one hand while looking at the Coin in Xiang Kun's palm, seemingly lost in thought, as if he were contemplating something.

Xiang Kun had initially thought Lao Xia would ask him how he did it, but Lao Xia didn't. He just watched quietly. Xiang Kun had no choice but to levitate the Coin for a moment before letting it return to his pocket, and then continued casually:

"The 'Super-Sensory Link' I've established with objects has changed significantly with my evolution, enabling me to do many things. These changes are influenced by many factors, but before discussing those factors, let me first talk about another kind of connection I've established with objects— Emotional Injection..."

Lao Xia suddenly spoke up, "Was what I did in my dream also one of the 'factors' that influenced me?"

Xiang Kun paused for a moment, then nodded. "That's true." He paused again and said, "Before last night, I couldn't have brought the 'things' to life so vividly, whether it was the Napoleon cake or the crispy pork knuckle, but you did it, so I did it too." It has to be said that Lao Xia's thinking was indeed very sharp, and he could immediately think of the key point.

"Understood." Lao Xia nodded, signaling Xiang Kun to continue.

Understood?

If this were anyone else, they would probably find it increasingly unreal and illogical, and have more and more questions, right? How could she accept it so matter-of-factly?

What exactly did Lao Xia understand?

Xiang Kun could only attribute this to Lao Xia's long-term observation and analysis of him, and the connection he had established with various of his "Emotion-Infused Object" and "Super-Linked Object".

He continued, "Speaking of your dream last night, it's actually related to the pair of chopsticks I gave you. They were my 'Emotional Injection' item, and they triggered your dream. And to talk about 'Emotional Injection,' we have to talk about 'Emotional Assimilation.' As for what 'Emotional Assimilation' is, I think you already experienced it at noon..."

When talking about "Emotional Assimilation," one naturally has to mention "Mental Intimidation," and when talking about "Mental Intimidation," it's hard to avoid mentioning that Giant Owl.

Upon hearing Xiang Kun recount his encounter with the Giant Owl in the middle of the night, Lao Xia asked again, inquiring in detail about the owl's appearance and other relevant descriptions.

After hearing Xiang Kun's answer, Lao Xia couldn't help but reach for the Xiang Kun had been keeping on his lap.

Xiang Kun asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

Lao Xia said, "I'll write it down."

Xiang Kun gripped the soft-covered notebook tightly, refusing to let go. "No recording for now."

"Oh." Lao Xia didn't press the matter, withdrew his hand, and gestured for Xiang Kun to continue.