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An old van was parked in the lot outside Jinyuan Mountain. Boss Jin and his two subordinates were sitting inside the vehicle, visibly anxious.
"Boss, what should we do now?" the young man with yellow hair asked cautiously, glancing at the rearview mirror.
"What else can we do?" Boss Jin shrugged, "Of course, we head back."
"But... what about those two Huskies?" the young man hesitated.
"Are you still thinking about going after them?" Boss Jin shot him a glare. "That person we just encountered is very likely a Mutant Human. Just the three of us? Are we looking for death?"
"But..." the young man protested, "we let a cooked duck fly away..."
"Sigh..." Boss Jin sighed, "Who told us to have such bad luck?"
"Boss, do you really think that guy is a Mutant Human?" the previously silent bald man finally spoke up.
"Probably!" Boss Jin nodded.
"But... he didn't seem special to me!" the bald man frowned.
"Don't judge a book by its cover," Boss Jin shook his head. "Some people awaken special abilities that make them look no different from ordinary folks."
"So... what kind of ability does he have?" the young man with yellow hair asked curiously.
"How would I know?" Boss Jin shrugged, "But judging by his ability to control those two Huskies, his mental strength must be quite strong."
"He can control those two Huskies?" The bald man was taken aback.
"Yes," Boss Jin confirmed with a nod. "Those two Huskies are at least second-tier in strength, yet they obey him completely. If his mental power wasn't strong, how could he control them?"
"Second-tier?" The bald man exchanged a glance with the young man, both showing a hint of fear in their eyes. They had been with Weilke Pet Company for three years and had some understanding of the levels of Mutant Humans. A first-tier Mutant Human could rival an ordinary special forces soldier. A second-tier Mutant Human could easily take down a dozen armed SWAT officers. As for third-tier Mutant Humans, they were said to be able to withstand bullets, making them extremely terrifying.
"Boss, if those two Huskies are so powerful, why were they still hit by our tranquilizer guns?" the young man with yellow hair asked in confusion.
"Are you stupid?" Boss Jin slapped him again. "They were controlled by that person; of course, they couldn't dodge the tranquilizer guns."
"Oh, I see now," the young man said in realization.
"Alright, enough chatter; hurry up and drive," Boss Jin urged.
"Yes!" The young man nodded and started the car.
In the red pine forest, Yan Jien checked the condition of Milk Tea and found that it had been hit by three tranquilizer darts. At that moment, it was in a state of unconsciousness. Yan Jien pulled out the three darts and gently stroked its head.
"Such a pity, being bullied like this," Yan Jien sighed.
At that moment, Bread also ran back, nudging Yan Jien's palm with its head and making whimpering sounds, as if it were complaining to him.
"Alright, alright, I know you both have suffered," Yan Jien comforted as he patted Bread's head.
"Whimper..." Bread continued to whine.
"You stay here for now; I'll go back and check things out," Yan Jien said, giving it a glance and instructing it.
"Whimper!" Bread called out once and obediently sat down.
"Be careful not to be discovered by ordinary people," Yan Jien reminded once more before turning to leave.
At that moment, he was filled with confusion. Logically speaking, ordinary people should not be able to see the markers on Bread and Milk Tea. However, those three guys had accurately located them and even used tranquilizer guns on them. This was clearly not something ordinary people could do.
"Could it be... those three are also Mutant Humans?" A thought crossed Yan Jien's mind. If that were the case, then the company behind them must not be simple either.
"It seems I need to find an opportunity to investigate this Weilke Pet Company," Yan Jien squinted his eyes. Although he had great confidence in Bread and Milk Tea, they had almost been captured this time. This instilled a sense of crisis in him.
Even though he could transform and had mastered the marking ability, there were still many people in this world who could pose a threat to him. Just like those three he encountered today; if they had heavy weapons, he would probably be done for.
"I need to be more cautious from now on," Yan Jien silently reminded himself.
Yan Jien did not go home but headed straight to the garage, driving his Magotan towards Jubao Huayuan. Since Milk Tea and Bread had been attacked, Tong Liya might also be in danger.
Yan Jien was anxious and wished he could rush back immediately.
...
Jubao Huayuan, Building 16, Unit 3, Room 306.
Tong Liya was watching TV in the living room when suddenly, a knock on the door sounded. She walked over to open the door and found Yan Weila standing there.
"Liya, what are you doing?" Yan Weila asked with a smile.
"I'm... I'm watching TV," Tong Liya replied, feeling a bit nervous.
"Is Yan Jien not home?" Yan Weila looked inside the house.
"He went out," Tong Liya shook her head.
"I see..." Yan Weila pondered for a moment and then smiled, "Can I come in and sit for a while?"
"Of... of course," Tong Liya nodded.
"Then I’ll take up your time," Yan Weila said with a smile as she walked into the house.
"Sister Yan, please have a seat," Tong Liya gestured to the sofa.
"Okay," Yan Weila sat down.
Tong Liya quickly poured her a glass of water and handed it to her. "Sister Yan, here’s some water."
"Thank you," Yan Weila took the glass and took a sip.
"Sister Yan, is there something you wanted to talk to me about?" Tong Liya asked cautiously.
"Not really, I just wanted to chat with you," Yan Weila waved her hand dismissively with a smile.
"Oh," Tong Liya sighed in relief.
By the way, what has Yan Jien been up to lately?" Yan Weila asked casually.
"He... he’s busy with work," Tong Liya hesitated.
"Is that so?" Yan Weila chuckled. "I saw you two at the civil affairs bureau yesterday morning. Are you getting married?"
"I... we..." Tong Liya stammered, unable to find her words.
"If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine," Yan Weila waved her hand.
"No, it’s not that..." Tong Liya's face turned red. "We... we went to register..."
"Really?" Yan Weila's eyes lit up.
"Yeah," Tong Liya shyly nodded.
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