Chapter 142

This statement had a huge and far-reaching impact on Sun Yuan, possibly even changing his entire life's fate.

Sun Yuan is not stupid; after a little thought, he understood Tang Jing's meaning.

The form of ability is fixed, but potential can be unfathomably deep.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

That's exactly what it is.

Enhanced hearing, in many cases, can indeed only be used as a means to avoid danger.

But if he could really do what Tang Jing said, perhaps the situation would be different.

He certainly has no need to listen to a stranger's blood flow, but this means he can observe the world from another angle.

And it is a world that others can never observe.

The so-called information age.

Information is of course the most valuable.

When he can easily obtain any information he wants, everything becomes possible.

Of course.

To achieve this, even thinking with your heel shows how difficult it is.

However, for someone like Sun Yuan with this type of ability, what he fears most is not lack of effort, but not knowing the direction of effort.

Once he has a goal, even if he knows the chance of achieving it in this lifetime is low, his mindset will undergo a great change.

Sun Yuan is exactly like that.

Since receiving Tang Jing's inspiration, his whole person's drive has become ever higher.

Chen Mu and others even noticed that the quality of his flattery has improved.

Tang Jing did not just drop a sentence and leave.

Instead, she gave him successive inspirations.

"Whether one can discern what it types by listening to the different sounds of each key on a typewriter;

"Whether one can hear a person's health condition from their body;

"Whether one can hear what they want to hear in a noisy environment;

"Whether one can precisely locate the place they want to listen to, even if they cannot see that place."

"……"

All in all, a dozen or so hints almost cover all directions Sun Yuan can strive for.

And Sun Yuan himself is quite commendable, making very rapid progress.

Just like this time, even Du Jia Jia didn't notice it at first, but he detected the difference between the two cats a step earlier.

However, because his ability requires active activation, he failed to notice the approach of a large animal in advance.

……

Du Jia Jia and Little Yellow are currently in a lovey-dovey phase, meeting twice a day without fail, each meeting lasting half an hour.

If not for Tang Jing's suggestion, she would even want to sleep in the cat's paws at night.

Even though they only have one hour of meeting each day, the spiritual rapport between Du Jia Jia and the cat has improved greatly.

Now, Du Jia Jia can already express some more complex emotions.

For example, showing liking or aversion toward a certain target, the cat can already clearly receive it.

Therefore they no longer need to worry about receiving a dead mouse, because Du Jia Jia can indirectly get Little Yellow to dispose of it.

But this emotional communication still cannot be too specific.

As Du Jia Jia herself said, Little Yellow is not her subordinate; she and the cat are equals, and everything the cat does is merely, after knowing Du Jia Jia's feelings, voluntarily helping her as a friend.

As for the future, whether this relationship can go further, even Tang Jing cannot give an answer.

"Not Little Yellow?"

Everyone knows Sun Yuan's ability has recently broken through, so they do not doubt their judgment of him.

However, aside from Little Yellow, this is the first time other cats have visited here.

"Definitely not, but judging by the sound, it sounds like a little cat."

At this moment, Qian Fei on the watchtower poked his head out.

Today it was his turn to be on duty.

However, because this cat came slipping along the side wall, there was no advance warning.

Communication up and down the watchtower is still difficult for now, but because Sun Yuan is present, when there is an emergency, the members above will signal with gestures to those below, letting Sun Yuan come listen.

At a height of 80 centimeters, ordinary people can only hear a muffled sound and cannot make out what is being said, but for Sun Yuan it is certainly not a problem.

"Qian Fei said, outside is a white cat, also a kitten, who has been strolling outside since arriving, quite well-behaved." Sun Yuan relayed Qian Fei's words.

"Could it be Little Yellow's siblings? Du Jia Jia didn't say they had a litter of several? Maybe they smelled Little Yellow's scent here and stopped, not leaving."

While everyone was talking, the cat walked back and forth outside the door, occasionally meowing twice.

It does not like scratching the door like Little Yellow does; its temperament seems somewhat more obedient.

A cat that doesn't scratch the door is a good cat; if it really just stays quietly at the doorway, nobody minds much.

It's just unknown whether, after Little Yellow arrives, the two cats will have a conflict.

"Want to, Du Jia Jia try taming another cat?" Zhu Hao asked.

"What are you saying, am I that kind of fickle person?" Du Jia Jia said discontentedly.

"It's just a cat; don't people who keep several pets all have them?"

"Little Yellow is not a pet!" Du Jia Jia earnestly reiterated.

Zhu Hao raised his hands in surrender, saying: "Okay, okay, he's your friend, but friends can also have several, is your cat being too overprotective?"

Uh…… that makes sense.

After all, Du Jia Jia still prefers cats, and she also wants to know whether her ability can simultaneously engage in telepathic communication with two cats.

The Little White Cat is mild-mannered and has never acted out of line.

"But how exactly should we do it?" Du Jia Jia asked.

"Just tease the cat, aren't you best at that? I think it's quite gentle."

Everyone was offering their opinions all at once.

However, at that moment, a cat's cry seemed to come from afar, its voice clearly filled with anger and anxiety.

Sun Yuan listened intently, a bit surprised, and said, "This time it's really Little Yellow."

Everyone froze, all a little worried about what might happen if the two cats met.

But whatever they worried about, that's exactly what happened.

As soon as Little Yellow arrived, without a word it lunged at the Little White Cat.

They couldn't see the cats in the room, but from the sounds they knew the two cats had started fighting.

The cats' fight wasn't terribly brutal, but it still made a mess of the floor, their round bodies repeatedly slamming into the wooden door, kicking up dust from beneath the doorframe.

"What's going on? Do they have that big a grudge?"

"Not necessarily; maybe they're just playing."

"It doesn't sound like that."

"……"

"But what a coincidence that Little Yellow would show up just now..."

Having said that, everyone looked at Du Jia Jia again.

Du Jia Jia flushed with embarrassment: "It's all my fault; I just had the thought of getting close to the white cat, and Little Yellow must have picked up on that idea……"

Everyone first stared, then quickly understood.

What a fellow.

"This little broken cat, is it jealous?"