Talent Perspective

No. 7 Safe House.

Jiang Qian followed Lan Junxian's instructions, focusing his mind to "probe" inward. He sensed his body after its genetic recombination, as well as the newly acquired physiological function that allowed him to command toxins.

He even activated his Spirit Vision to assist this mental "sight."

Every sensitive radar within his body was mobilized, repeatedly combing through the types and concentrations of toxins he had greedily stored since exiting the instance.

It was as if he were born with an innate mastery of these things:

Among them, the toxins contained in the junk food his aunt made were negligible.

The most "expensive" harvest was the toxin the Peacock Spider had left on his wrist.

Jiang Qian hadn't even felt the bite; mere contact had caused his skin to tear and flesh to bloom, with intermittent stinging sensations lasting until the wound was bandaged. By then, the toxins in the festering wound had been completely absorbed by his body.

It had to be said that the ingestion of the potent poison greatly satisfied a certain physiological need he had as a member of the Super-Species World.

The toxins accumulated in his body tissues, allowing him to break through the physiological limits of an ordinary person and be mobilized and utilized at will without damage.

It was a visceral experience of becoming one with the toxins.

And now, he was immersed in another deep experience—the combination of Spirit Vision and Poison Resistance.

After repeatedly searching for an entry point, Jiang Qian's internal field of vision gradually opened... his "cognition" expanded along with it.

He focused on himself, combining his knowledge of human anatomy, tissues, and organs to gradually observe and adapt to this vessel that carried his consciousness.

From pores and the dermis to glands and muscle tissue, then to the flowing blood and pulsating organs.

With every breath he took and every shift of his intent, the major tissues and organs displayed a tightly coordinated cooperation. The feeling was so wondrous that he couldn't help but try to imagine what would happen the moment these tissues were sliced open.

Of course, simple external trauma wouldn't cause the order of this body to collapse; it would require massive, concentrated destruction.

Or a targeted attack on those fragile, undefended key areas.

The scene would be quite magnificent and shocking; a large amount of fluid would break through its original tracks, carrying his life away as it rapidly drained.

His unique genes would also be lost in the long river of history.

No, I am the only seedling of the Jiang family... Jiang Qian made an emergency landing from his wandering thoughts and began to search for the "malignant tumor" that would truly lead to his collapse.

He began to focus on observing his vital organs, his "Spirit Vision" lingering on every weak point and flaw.

As time passed, fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out on Jiang Qian's forehead.

This work was extremely physically demanding.

Finally, he found the source of the danger in a deep groove on the outer wall of his heart, between the right atrium and the right ventricle—that Spider Cocoon.

It was hidden in the deep groove, connected to his heart's capillaries by extremely delicate spider silk, like a spider web stuck in a corner, drawing nutrients from his body and becoming a part of him.

The center of the cocoon seemed to show signs of life, pulsing slightly in rhythm with his heartbeat.

What the hell is that thing? Another consciousness? Jiang Qian frowned slightly.

As his Spirit Vision reached its limit, he had to open his eyes and stop his internal observation.

Outside the No. 7 Safe House.

The two official License Holders on duty stared intently at the monitor, their faces filled with confusion.

"What's wrong with him? His face suddenly turned so pale..."

"Maybe he's just terrified," the older License Holder said helplessly, as if he were accustomed to such situations.

"No way, this guy is a genius who cleared the Nightmare Trial!"

"Geniuses are human too. Who can withstand such a toss? Think about it: he just barely saved his life in a man-eating instance, then was immediately targeted by the wanted criminal Peacock Spider. He finally escaped death and made contact with the regular army, only to be handed a critical condition notice! If things keep going like this, who wouldn't have a mental breakdown?"

"That's true, he's so unlucky..."

Having reached this point in the conversation, the two License Holders looked at each other and let out heavy sighs.

Watching Jiang Qian stand up from the table on the monitor, a flash of wisdom crossed the eyes of the older License Holder: "Watch closely. He's still forcing himself to stay calm, but he's actually anxious to the extreme and could collapse at any moment. We must be careful to prevent him from engaging in self-harm, suicide, or similar behaviors."

"I understand, sir... Wait, hold on?"

The other License Holder was nodding in agreement when he saw Jiang Qian on the monitor walk straight toward the bedroom after standing up.

Then, under their incredulous gazes, he lay down on the bed as if no one else were there... He yawned very naturally, turned onto his side, and closed his eyes.

"He is..."

"Asleep??"

In the temporary office of the Peacock Spider Task Force.

Lan Junxian was pacing the room, making constant phone calls to prepare for the upcoming outcome.

Beside him, a young girl wearing a beret was typing on a laptop keyboard with an expressionless face.

Suddenly, the girl's fingers stopped. After a long silence, she reported in a voice devoid of emotion: "Boss, the results of the special meeting are out."

"How is it?" Lan Junxian quickly went to the computer and stared at the internal communication interface...

Regarding the "Discussion on the Disposal of the Whispers of the Inner Demon Clearer," after a heated debate among representatives of the five major families in the Beijing-Tianjin region, a balance of opinion was finally reached:

The resolution was: Observe and retain.

Note: The Information and Intelligence Department at headquarters is responsible for periodic assessments, strictly controlling his danger level and the possibility of him losing control.

Lan Junxian breathed a sigh of relief.

When he raised his face again, his tense expression finally relaxed.

"According to the meeting minutes, this special meeting sparked fierce controversy among all parties regarding 'extreme talents,' and some radicals even had murderous intent. The deciding factor in the end was the Bear Clan representative's citation of the official order-keeping principles, which gained the support of the Feather Clan elder present, finally turning the situation around," Xiao Jing added from the side.

"Indeed, Bear Clan License Holders have always been steady in their actions and understand the meaning of order the best. That Feather Clan elder is also a sensible senior."

Official order meant clear rules and bottom lines.

For a newly minted License Holder who had just received their identity card, being executed by resolution without any criminal record or evidence touched upon a matter of principle. By comparison, any cost or price that might be paid was not worth discussing in the face of matters of principle.

"This is only the first resolution. The subsequent arrangements involving personnel relations have not yet reached a conclusion," Xiao Jing quickly flipped through the records, circling key information. "They are waiting for the results of the medical expert consultation."

Lan Junxian scoffed: "Makes sense. Once the rescue fails, they won't have to bother thinking about where to put him."

As a person highly relevant to the incident, Lan Junxian was able to follow the entire process of the special meeting.

Half an hour later.

After a consultation by medical experts from the Special Affairs Center, the rescue plan for Jiang Qian remained pessimistic.

This was simply because, to date, no License Holder had ever completed the removal of a Peacock Spider cocoon while in a living state.

"Boss, the expert group also made a note regarding the plan you provided."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"They believe your plan is too dangerous, radical, and extremely lacking in humanitarian spirit," Xiao Jing read the evaluation expressionlessly. "But they cannot come up with a more effective, safe, and humanitarian rescue plan, so they have decided to reserve their objections to your proposal."

"Hmm, exactly as I expected."

"Boss, the special task force has sent you a meeting invitation, requesting your participation in the discussion of the treatment plan."

"Accept."

"Understood." Xiao Jing's typing speed was extremely fast, and the video conference was quickly connected, waiting for the administrator to start.

Afterward, the girl stood up to give up her seat, and Lan Junxian sat down in front of the video.

"I guess there's a high probability you'll be the one in control in the end. When it comes to handling the Peacock Spider-related incident, you are the expert," Xiao Jing flattered her boss without changing her expression.

At the same time, she received a list handed to her by her boss.

Suddenly, a flash of surprise crossed her clear and calm face...

She was shocked by the toxins listed on this sheet.

Potent biological toxins were extremely precious and scarce materials, even in the Super-Species World. These materials were often difficult to deconstruct and replicate due to their complex structures and were enigmatic biochemical weapons.

This was clearly for the surgery to remove the spider cocoon.

"Go and withdraw these materials from the resource repository, as quickly as possible," Lan Junxian said nonchalantly.

"Are you planning to use these rare materials for charity?"

"It's to win people over."

"Boss, this is not a small sum," Xiao Jing reminded him rationally. "If these rare materials go to waste, you will face criticism within the clan."

"Is being timid and calculating the attitude my Deep Sea Clan should have toward talent? Just do as I say."

The girl stopped at the right moment and did not insist: "Very well, Boss. I hope you can be as tough as you are now when you're struggling to make ends meet in the second half of the year."

"Wait!"

While the video conference was still waiting, Lan Junxian turned his head to the side: "Xiao Jing, is this the attitude you should have toward your direct superior?"

The girl, who had already reached the door, looked at Lan Junxian with indifference: "Boss, is this the attitude you should have toward talent?"

"..."

Northern suburbs of Baotian City.

Night fell.

A figure rolled out of the bushes, landing on all fours and stumbling toward a closed telephone booth on the side of the street.

The owner of the figure was a woman with a ponytail, dressed in leather.

Her blood-stained, bone-exposed leopard claws pried open the glass door, pulled out the phone, and her other hand dialed with difficulty... During this time, she had already collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

The night and her tattered clothes concealed the strange markings all over her body.

Before she lost consciousness, the call connected:

"Baotian Public Security Bureau, Special Affairs Center, please speak."

The other side paused, the voice accompanied by heavy panting:

"Team Six... at the northern suburb agricultural market... encountered an insect-type mutant..."

"Above the three states, suspected Peacock, Spi..."

The voice was intermittent, drifting away with the wind.

The woman's body slid down the glass wall, and she lost consciousness.