He returned to the parking lot and carefully placed Baona in the back seat of the car. Then, he said goodbye to the panting crowd.
Zhen Er wiped her sweat with the tissue paper in the car while turning the air conditioner to the maximum. Then, she quickly drove back.
After sending Baona to the hospital, Xiang Feng and Zhen Er sent her home after getting an X-ray and bandaging her up. They were lucky that they only hurt her ligaments and not her bones.
After rejecting Zhen Er's suggestion to stay for dinner, Xiang Feng bought a digital thermometer on his way home.
When he got home, Xiang Feng took his temperature immediately. As expected, he picked it up and said,
28℃。
A normal human body temperature was generally around 36 to 37 degrees Celsius. Once the body temperature changed, whether it became higher or lower, it would cause damage to the human body.
Her fever was 40 degrees, so she should be able to hold on for a while.
But his body temperature was lower than 30 degrees? Xiang Feng felt like he was about to die.
Now, his body temperature was 28 degrees.
Moreover, he realized that after the mutation, he seemed to be less sensitive to the changes in the surrounding temperature.
His other sensory abilities had been strengthened, but his sense of temperature had decreased. Or rather, his adaptability had become stronger?
Although Xiang Feng's bodily functions would be suppressed after sunrise and under the sun, he didn't feel much heat from the sun. In fact, he was even more resistant to heat than before.
For example, when he went hiking with Baona and the others, everyone else was covered in sweat. Only he felt refreshed. He didn't sweat much and didn't feel much heat.
Perhaps this meant that the suppression of the body after sunrise had nothing to do with the increase in temperature?
Xiang Feng quickly denied this speculation. Just because he didn't feel hot didn't mean that the temperature had increased. It didn't matter if his bodily functions were suppressed.
Xiang Feng knew that there was a reason why the human body's temperature remained in the range of 36 to 37 degrees.
On one hand, more than two-thirds of fungi in nature could not survive in an environment above 37 degrees Celsius, which could reduce the probability of people getting sick. On the other hand, if the temperature exceeded 37 degrees, the human body would need to consume more calories and food, which was also not conducive to survival.
It was obvious that after his body mutated, he did not need to rely on the increase in temperature to kill fungi and reduce the chances of getting sick. His immune system should be very different from ordinary people.
At the same time, this body temperature might also be related to the fact that he did not need to eat anything other than fresh blood.
Xiang Feng didn't delve further into the issue of body temperature. It was difficult for him to come to a conclusion anyway. He only recorded his body temperature in a document and decided to measure his body temperature every once in a while in the future. His body temperature was also included in the data that needed to be recorded regularly.
The next day, August 5th, at 7:35 pm, the hunger came again at the expected time.
Xiang Feng walked towards the rabbits that he had prepared beforehand. He drained the blood, drank the blood, and cleaned up the rabbit corpses.
However, after killing a rabbit and drinking 170ml of blood, he clearly felt hungry and did not drink enough.
However, after looking at the remaining rabbit for a while, Xiang Feng hesitated for a while and decided not to continue killing the rabbit and drinking its blood.
Before he fell asleep, he first sent a WeChat message to his parents and his tenant, saying that he had something to do the next day and that his phone might not be able to reach him or he might not pick up. He would contact them tomorrow night. In case they couldn't contact him and came looking for him or something else happened.
……
After coming back from the hospital, Baona was lying on the sofa with her sprained ankle propped up.
Zhen Er placed the takeaway on the table.
"How is it? Do you feel better? Do you want me to feed you, Miss Tang?”
Baona rolled her eyes at her and struggled to sit up from the sofa. She put her feet on the table.
"Hey, hey, there's food on it. Your feet smell so strong!”Zhen Er quickly moved a low sofa from the side for her to rest her feet on.
"What did you say?" Baona glared at him. Whose feet stink?"
Zhen Er shrunk her neck." I didn't say that your feet stink. I'm talking about the smell. The feet on your feet have a strong smell!"”
After scooping up the food for her friend, Yang Zhen Er asked again,"Do you want to give your family a call and stay at home for a while? I have to start work tomorrow, so I can't take care of you.”
"No way!" Baona said angrily. I've only just been injured, and you're already looking down on me?”
"How would I dare to despise you? I was just afraid that it would be inconvenient for you to be alone at home. Let's not talk about anything else. How are you going to the bathroom alone…"
"I…"
After the two of them laughed for a while, they couldn't help but change the topic to Xiang Feng.
Zhen Er said," Hey, Nana, that 'Saitama-sensei' clearly practiced martial arts. Even Coach Zhang from the boxing gym said he couldn't beat him. Why did he keep saying that he didn't when we asked him? What's there to hide?" Later, I saw him carrying you all the way back with ease. I think even professional athletes can't compare to his physical fitness. Was he really a programmer who worked overtime every day?”
Baona also felt that it was strange. She felt the coldness from the bottom of her body when Xiang Feng carried her on his back. Xiang Feng was like a human air-conditioner, helping her to get rid of the heat. Xiang Feng had said that he had a special constitution and was afraid of cold and heat, but she still felt that it was difficult to explain.
"Also, when we were having lunch together, he said that he had already eaten two energy bars. He's not eating anymore?" Zhen Er continued. He was eating in secret. Wasn't that strange?”
"He told me that he has a weird habit when it comes to eating. He's picky, so he doesn't like to eat with others.”Baona explained.
Yang Zhen Er nodded." No wonder he didn't want to stay for dinner. But he's strange, but at least he doesn't pretend." He's not like the overseas Chinese who went on a blind date last time. After a few words, he started bragging about who he knew in the UK, where he went, and how his company was going to be listed on the Nasdaq-listed stock market in the future…"
It turned out that when they were in the car, she had deliberately asked those seemingly mundane questions to provoke Xiang Feng. However, she did not expect Xiang Feng to not care at all. He said that he was short of money, that he was unemployed, and that he had hair loss. He did not hide or avoid them at all.
However, it was also because Xiang Feng was so direct and honest that Yang Zhen Er did not understand. The problem of practicing martial arts was actually beneficial to him, right? Why did he deny it?
"Nana, ask Sherlie to come with you. Let her give you some advice and see if you have a chance with Saitama-sensei.”Zhen Er suggested as she sat beside Baona.
"No! I've already told you that we're just ordinary friends. We might not contact each other anymore in the future!”Baona said immediately.
"No way. He carried you on his back for so long today and sent you back safely from afar. Isn't it a little too much to burn the bridge after crossing it?"
"Hey!" Baona glared at her and reached out to pinch her.
She quickly raised her hands in surrender."Okay, okay, okay. We're just ordinary friends, okay? Then don't you think he's a little mysterious?”
"What's there to be mysterious about? Other than the question of whether he practiced martial arts or not, he answered everything else you asked, right? Moreover, maybe he really hadn't practiced martial arts before and was just in good health?”
"Although everything seems normal, I still feel that he's a little unpredictable. However, he couldn't tell exactly what it was. Don't tell me you don't think so! He could introduce Sherlie to him. Sherlie specialized in psychology and had a sharp eye. He would definitely be able to see something.”
"Then you should ask him out. Didn't you add him on WeChat?”
" What's the big deal about me asking him out? He's not my blind date…Fine, fine, fine. We're just ordinary friends. You can ask him out. You have more excuses. You said that you're thanking him for carrying you back today and treating him to a meal…"
"He doesn't like to eat with others.”
"Then let's invite him to play cards. How about tomorrow night? Come to our house!”
Tang Baona had no choice but to send a WeChat message hesitantly. After a while, she received a reply and passed the phone to Yang Zhen Er expressionlessly.
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