Super Gene Hunting Ground

Yang Xiao returned to his room, took a hot shower, and then lay in bed waiting.

He thought again of Huang Wen, Qin Yu, Deng Xiao, Chen Fei, and others. He actually had many opportunities to be with any one of the girls, but in that environment, what would Huang Wen, Qin Yu, and the others think?

Would Huang Wen be sad if he ended up with Qin Yu? Yang Xiao couldn't help but wonder self-indulgently.

He was an ordinary man, full of personal emotions, selfishness, and the desire to possess. However, in such a specific environment, he felt that not pursuing any girl among them, like Huang Wen, would help to maintain a relative harmony and stability within the group.

Stability trumps everything.

He felt that he was overthinking things, tormented by unnecessary worries.

...

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door.

Has she come?

Yang Xiao sprang up from the bed and ran to open the door.

A woman with a veiled face showing only her eyes stood at the door.

The woman glanced at Yang Xiao, walked into the room, and casually closed the door.

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, followed her, and then sensed something wrong, as he smelled a special fragrance in the air, to be precise, a scent he was familiar with.

The woman turned around to look at Yang Xiao, and he looked back at her.

Those beautiful eyes gave him a familiar sensation.

"You?"

Yang Xiao had only uttered one word when the woman casually took off her veil.

It had to be Number 25!

Yang Xiao swallowed hard, his heart feeling a bit insecure.

"Did you say you were looking for me?"

Number 25 said with a smiley face.

Yang Xiao could not crack a smile at all; he looked somewhat embarrassed.

Number 25 looked at Yang Xiao with an air of having taken complete initiative.

Yang Xiao took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, thinking, "Why would I feel insecure?"

Hence, he blurted out:

"Yeah, I was just missing you, wasn't I?"

Smart!

Yang Xiao mentally congratulated himself.

Number 25's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said:

"Do you really think so?"

Then added,

"Is it just lip service?"

Yang Xiao was speechless, feeling genuinely insecure, and muttered, "Believe it or not, it's up to you," before he climbed back into bed and lay down.

Number 25 watched as Yang Xiao,

Yang Xiao closed his eyes and ignored her.

Number 25, with an apologetic giggle, said:

"Good boy! Rest well, I'm leaving now."

Yang Xiao looked at Number 25 speechlessly.

Is she just leaving like this?

Yang Xiao watched Number 25 leave, a strange sense of sweetness arising in his heart.

Could this be love?

Yang Xiao thought about it, picked up the cup of tea from the bedside table, drained it in one gulp, and then went straight to sleep.

...

In the following days, life continued as usual—daytime training and evening chess games with Master Guluo, the owner of the Genetic Store, before heading to sleep.

Yang Xiao no longer brought up any issues about the girls, and Number 39 had never arranged for any beauties for him. However, Yang Xiao always felt a sense of concern in his heart.

Why did Number 25 seem so mysterious?

Every night before going to sleep, Yang Xiao practiced the Surging Waves Genetic Transformation Technique. After more than twenty days of training, Yang Xiao felt his body was slowly changing. Even though his Genetic Attribute didn't change much, he felt stronger, and his senses became sharper.

Was this really the effect of Genetic Modification, or was it the result of his persistent training in spiritual power?

Everyone was looking forward to the Spiritual Control Technique, but Master Long had not taught it to them. Many had asked Master Long about it, but he said that their foundations were still weak and not suitable for cultivating the Spiritual Control Technique.

As for Yang Xiao, he said that Yang Xiao was an exception, not to be imitated by others.

Besides, the Body Refinement, Bone Forging, Yijin, Marrow Cleansing that Master Long mentioned at the beginning only included Body Refinement. The other three had not been carried out at all.

More than twenty days had passed, and everyone felt that there was no time left for the remaining three stages.

In the blink of an eye, another five days passed. One afternoon, after practicing, Master Long said:

"There are only five more days left in your training period. I hope you all cherish it."