Jiang hands me a bunch of papers—neatly written, full of tiny details about his DNA. I sit on the couch, flipping through them quickly with a furrowed brow.
"Ah, don't worry, readers," I mutter under my breath, holding the stack up to the air like I'm performing a skit. "You didn't skip a chapter. It's the right one. Our dear author just decided to jump to this scene instead of dragging everything out line by line like a total clown. Incredible decision-making, truly."
I flop back against the cushions and focus on the pages. The more I read, the wider my eyes get.
This stuff is real. Like, really real.
His DNA has everything—literally everything human DNA has. Same structures. Same sequences. It's almost identical. Which is just… impossible. I mean, how does someone with insane-level immunity and healing abilities have this kind of match with humans?
My heart races. Something is off.
