After returning home, Xiang Feng summarized his recent training plan and made some changes. He no longer went out at night to " patrol the streets ". There were still many ways to train his sense of hearing and smell.
Moreover, his hearing and smell had been greatly improved after drinking the blood. Even if it was suppressed during the day, it was still very strong. He would not be disturbed by the noisy sounds and smells in the downtown area.
Just like today, he had locked onto the suspect who had disguised himself in the downtown area by relying on his scent.
Xiang Feng disguised and encrypted the documents on his computer that recorded the data of his body's mutation. In fact, he had already done some disguises. It was not easy for ordinary people to find those documents when they opened his computer. They would not appear in the quick access bar or browsing history.
At the same time, every time he closed the browser, his traces of surfing the internet would be automatically erased.
However, this level of disguise was almost useless in front of a computer expert who already had a predetermined position and wanted to find the problem. It was very easy to find those documents.
After today's incident, especially after his 'street patrol' was discovered, Xiang Feng felt that he had to be more cautious.
He continued to package, disguise, and encrypted the folder containing the documents that recorded the changes in his body. It looked like a library file under an application folder, and opening it required a password. Although the password was only six digits, if he entered it wrongly twice, the script that Xiang Feng had programmed would be executed, and the contents of the document would be written in garbled characters.
Xiang Feng had been thinking about what would happen if his mutation was exposed. However, there were too many possibilities, and there were no examples to refer to.
So, in the end, Xiang Feng decided that before he discovered other 'cases', he had to do his best to disguise and hide it so that no one would find out.
Then, Xiang Feng took a knife and cut his finger. Then, he started the timer.
The wound was only a few millimeters long, and the blood that gushed out was like a red fruit hanging outside the wound.
After wiping off the blood, Xiang Feng observed the wound. Like before, he took a photo every once in a while.
The last time he drank blood, Xiang Feng had realized that his ability to heal wounds was far superior to ordinary people. Therefore, he had the idea of " targeted training " and " self-mutilated " for the entire night.
However, he later focused on his sense of hearing and smell, so he did not arrange any more targeted training.
After waking up from his blood-drinking sleep, Xiang Feng hadn't had the time to check if his recovery ability had changed.
After 13 minutes, the wound on Xiang Feng's finger was almost gone.
Then, Xiang Feng changed a few more parts. He cut wounds of different depths and lengths on his other arm and thigh. It also took 13 minutes to recover, and the difference was no more than five seconds.
It was certain that his healing ability had improved. The last time he tested it before drinking blood, it was stable for about 15 minutes after sunset.
However, Xiang Feng wasn't sure if his self-harming training would help him improve his recovery ability.
After some consideration, Xiang Feng decided to include the self-harming training into his targeted training plan for the next few days.
Anyway, he wouldn't go out to patrol the streets at night anymore. He could train at home.
This time, he would use a more radical " self-harm " method to further explore and train his healing ability.
As for the training plan during the day, he was hesitant about learning how to fight. Officer Chen thought that Xiang Feng had practiced martial arts since he was young and had a foundation in martial arts or fighting. However, Xiang Feng had never practiced martial arts and had no foundation in fighting.
Whether it was the last time he had dealt with the culprit who had attacked the couple downstairs or the day he had taken down the blonde suspect on the street, Xiang Feng had basically reacted instinctively.
Although both of them were holding knives, Xiang Feng didn't feel threatened at all when facing them. He didn't feel scared or nervous at all. Moreover, with his current Dynamic Vision, it was very easy for him to predict their movements. Coupled with their overwhelming strength, he didn't need any fighting techniques at all.
His strength, reaction speed, and so on were clearly at the peak of a human. If one counted his various sensory abilities, he should be considered to have surpassed ordinary humans.
If he added fighting techniques, would he be able to bring out the advantages of these physical functions better?
After thinking for a while, he decided to go to the boxing gym downstairs tomorrow. There seemed to be a coach there who was once one of the top three in the provincial mixed martial arts competition. He could go over and see if he could sign up for a short-term class.
After completing the training plan, Xiang Feng couldn't help but feel that time was a little tight. Although he didn't need to sleep if he didn't drink blood now, which meant that he had 24 hours a day to use, the time he could really use between drinking blood was only five days.
According to his calculations, the next time he felt hungry should be two days later, which was August 5th.
On August 4th, he had asked Baona and the others to go hiking with him. According to what Baona said, it would take at least a whole day.
It was during this interval of drinking blood that he had very little time to " guide " the mutation through targeted training.
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