328: Chapter 328 I Want to Go Home

"Stop…" Lin Fan interrupted him. "When you said all the women would belong to you, your eyes were brighter than a one-hundred-watt lightbulb."

Zhou Kai: "…"

"When you asked me to massage your back, you even stretched out your leg and got ready to cross your legs."

Zhou Kai's face fell.

Damn it, is his observation really that strong?

He slumped onto the ground, spread-eagled, staring up at the rock wall on the cave ceiling, and let out a long sigh.

"Fine."

"Brother Fan, just kill me."

Lin Fan put away his dagger and tucked it into his waistband.

Hearing the sound of metal sliding into its sheath, Zhou Kai stealthily rolled his eyes over, glanced at Lin Fan, and saw he was no longer holding the knife.

Zhou Kai knew Lin Fan wouldn't kill him, but now that Lin Fan had put away his knife, was he actually going to get beaten up?

"Stop playing dead, get up." Lin Fan reached his hand out.

Alright, no beating then.

Zhou Kai gave a small smile, then reached out and grabbed it, and Lin Fan pulled him up from the ground.

After Zhou Kai sat up, the two of them faced each other, separated by a distance of half a meter.

The embers of the campfire cast a flickering light and shadow across their faces.

"As long as you're alive, that's enough," Lin Fan said.

Zhou Kai opened his mouth, then closed it again. Something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't quite describe the feeling.

"From now on, there are no underlings or bosses here," Lin Fan leaned back against the stone wall. "You and I are brothers who have been through life and death together."

Zhou Kai felt a sudden sting in his nose.

Fuck.

He was the type of person who feared this the most; you could beat him or scold him, but you just couldn't be nice to him.

The moment someone treated him well, his emotions would gush out like a breached dam.

Besides, Lin Fan hadn't taken to heart all those things he'd said earlier.

Zhou Kai sniffed hard, forcing the sourness back down.

He leaned toward Lin Fan, puckering his lips and heading straight for Lin Fan's face.

"Brother Fan… I lo—"

Lin Fan sidestepped in a flash, causing Zhou Kai's three-tooth-missing mouth to kiss the rock wall instead.

"Hiss…"

His gums slammed against the rock, hurting him so much that he bared his teeth and grimaced.

"Are you out of your mind?" Lin Fan had already stood up, keeping at least two meters away from Zhou Kai.

"Brother Fan, I was excited!" Zhou Kai rubbed his mouth. "What's wrong with brothers kissing each other! It's an expression of emotion!"

"If you want to kiss someone, go kiss Yang Ningcong."

A miserable scream came from the corner: "Don't! Brother Fan, don't be like this! I'm begging you!"

Yang Ningcong curled himself up into a ball, wishing he could squeeze himself into a crack in the rock.

He had been observing Zhou Kai the entire time; ever since Zhou Kai woke up, he had been analyzing every single action and every word.

Even though they were all human behaviors, the problem was that it didn't stop Yang Ningcong from being afraid of him.

He was a human five minutes ago, who knew if he'd be a wolf five minutes later?

He couldn't afford to gamble on those odds.

Zhou Kai turned his head to look at Yang Ningcong, who shuddered all over and reflexively held a sharpened wooden stick across his chest.

"Forget it," Zhou Kai withdrew his gaze and waved a hand at Lin Fan. "Never mind, kissing Yang Ningcong is even worse than kissing a rock."

Yang Ningcong cursed up a storm silently in the corner three times over, but not a single word popped out.

Lin Fan sat back down and looked Zhou Kai up and down.

"Is there anywhere on your body that feels uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Zhou Kai lowered his head and began a self-check. First, he stretched out his arms, rotated his neck, and twisted his waist.

"Uh…" When he moved his abdomen, he sucked in a cold breath.

Xu Zhixia immediately looked over from the side: "What's wrong?"

"The wound." Zhou Kai touched the location of the stitches through his clothes, baring his teeth. "It's itchy, super itchy, like hundreds of ants are crawling inside."

Xu Zhixia squatted over and flipped up a section of the hem of his clothes.

The firelight shone on his abdomen, clearly revealing the row of stitches stretching from his left rib to his right hip.

"Itching is a good thing," Xu Zhixia said. "It means the tissue is repairing at high speed, and the nerve endings are being stimulated by new cells, which causes the itching sensation."

A healing scar—his stomach was just cut open during the day, and it was already healing by night?

"Dr. Xu, are you saying that I was just gutted during the day, and it's already scabbing over by night?"

Xu Zhixia nodded. "Are there any other places that feel uncomfortable, like your stomach…"

Zhou Kai continued his self-check, clenching his fists and kicking his legs.

Then he froze.

A sense of power that was full, exuberant, and ready to burst at any moment surged up from all his limbs and bones.

Zhou Kai tentatively clenched his fist.

"Brother Fan," Zhou Kai looked at his hands. "I feel… a bit different."

"It feels like there's a kind of strength inside my body, especially… full."

Lin Fan leaned against the stone wall, watching Zhou Kai clenching and releasing his fists, and nodded.

"Most likely that wolf's power."

"When you mutated, you were three meters tall, and your speed and strength were almost catching up to mine."

"I'm currently at Triple Enhancement, and when you turned into a wolf, your physical strength was at least more than twice what it used to be."

"Now you've changed back into human form, but your body has already been modified, and that power won't just vanish into thin air."

Zhou Kai digested this for two seconds.

"So now I… also count as a Superpower user?"

Lin Fan didn't speak.

Zhou Kai lowered his head to look at his hands, turning them over and over to inspect them several times.

Ten fingers, everything that should be there was there, and his nails hadn't turned into claws.

"Then will I still turn into a wolf?"

As soon as this question came out, the atmosphere in the Karst Cave became subtle.

Yang Ningcong's ears perked up, waiting just for Lin Fan's answer.

"I don't know," Lin Fan said.

"The trigger conditions aren't clear, and the mutation patterns aren't clear either. It might be triggered by near-death, by emotions, or perhaps by a time cycle."

Zhou Kai scratched the back of his head, his three-tooth-missing mouth splitting open again.

"Fine, whatever, I'm human right now anyway."

"If I turn into one again someday, Brother Fan, you'll have to go easy on me."

Lin Fan glanced at him.

"After you transformed last time, you chased after me and almost twisted my head off. I should be the one asking you to go easy on me."

Zhou Kai looked shocked: "I chased you?"

"You chased me, and you even kept pouncing and biting."

"Holy shit… Brother Fan, that really wasn't my fault… Just now… I was conscious."

"But after turning into a wolf, I really had no consciousness."

"Alright, go to sleep first," Lin Fan raised his chin. "We'll talk after dawn."

Zhou Kai let out an acknowledgment, shifted closer to the campfire, and just as he settled down, he stealthily clenched his fist once more.

That power was indeed there, heavily filling every single crack between his bones and muscle fibers.

He had never felt this strong before, it was just a pity that Liu Feifei was no longer here.

Otherwise… Hehehe…

Yang Ningcong huddled in the corner, hugging his knees, his two eyes staring at Zhou Kai's back in the dark.

When Zhou Kai struggled against the rope earlier, that thick vine wrapped three times into a dead knot had snapped.

That kind of rope had been used by Lin Fan to tie up wild boars, and they couldn't break it even after struggling all night.

With a single reach, Zhou Kai tore it apart like pulling on cotton thread.

He wasn't stupid.

He could tell that although Lin Fan talked about being life-and-death brothers with his mouth, his dagger never left his body.

That sitting posture, that angle—he could draw his knife within a single second at any time.

There were now two monsters in this Karst Cave.

One was Lin Fan, who could crush him three times over, and the other was Zhou Kai, who could turn into a three-meter-tall werewolf.

And as for him, Yang Ningcong, he couldn't even snap a crab's leg. He buried his face in the crook of his arm, "I want to go home…"