In the fight with the owl, Xiang Kun had gained the upper hand. Therefore, the next close combat was basically the owl's final struggle. Although he was also injured by the sharp claws and many of his bones were broken, it was only a superficial wound to him.
After killing the owl, Xiang Kun could no longer control himself and started drinking blood from the owl's wound.
Xiang Kun did not know how much blood he had drunk, but he was sure that it was a lot.
In the end, he didn't even know how he fell asleep.
As for the missing owl's corpse, there was not even a trace of blood. Xiang Kun had already expected it after seeing the feather disappear.
This gigantic owl was most likely a mutated creature like him. Just like how his flesh turned into fine powder not long after his body was cut off, the owl's entire body might have undergone the same transformation after its death.
Such powder would dissipate into the air with a gentle breeze, no different from dust.
Xiang Kun checked his body. Apart from his tattered clothes, there were no other wounds on his body. The injuries he had sustained during the fight with the owl had already recovered during his sleep.
He could clearly feel that his bodily functions had greatly improved. He did not even need to test it specifically. As long as he clenched his fists, he could feel the abundant strength in his muscles. Furthermore, he could control even more muscle groups individually. This showed the extent of his muscle growth in another aspect.
What was even more obvious was the improvement in his hearing and sense of smell. Previously, he had needed to pay close attention to differentiate the types of scents and where the sounds came from. Now, he could capture them with a thought and control his senses even more freely.
It was obvious that drinking the blood of the gigantic owl would greatly benefit him. It was not something that rabbit blood or other blood could compare to.
Just like when he worked out with Chang Bin in the past, he once said: 30% training, 70% eating.
The targeted training had to be targeted and supplemented to maximize the results of the training.
However, Xiang Kun did not check the changes in his body or how much his bodily functions had improved. He had to leave first.
But he couldn't just leave.
Xiang Kun searched for any remnants of the owl and collected his belongings.
Shoes, broken phones, flashlights, Swiss army knives, keys, and even some rags that belonged to him. He even spent a lot of time relying on the smell to find the screwdriver that had fallen into the grass.
He checked his image. He was filthy, but there wasn't much blood on him. His and Kit's blood would turn to powder after they were finished. It would be easy to remove.
The damage to his pants was not serious, and he had found his shoes. Xiang Kun cleaned up the dirt, leaves, and weeds on his body and ran back, pretending that he was out for a morning run.
This was not the first time Xiang Kun had returned to the district half-naked. However, the last time was in the wee hours of the morning. Other than the security guards, he did not meet any other residents. This time, it was in the morning and he met quite a few residents who were about to leave the house. All of them kept looking at Xiang Kun, especially the female residents. Although they were frowning and looked unhappy, their gazes were fixed on Xiang Kun for a long time.
Xiang Kun's muscles were very well-developed, but his muscles did not look as "beautiful" as those who specialized in plastic surgery. Instead, they looked more like those who played basketball or boxing. The separation of his abdominal muscles did not seem obvious, and there were no exaggerated eight-petal abs. At first glance, it looked like a slightly curved iron plate. The inverted triangle on his back was not very exaggerated either. Although his back muscles were very developed and wide, his waist was also very thick.
However, anyone could tell that this body contained a sense of power. This was not related to aesthetics, but a judgment based on biological instincts.
He jogged into the neighborhood and greeted the old security guard who was staring at him. Just as he was about to continue running, the old security guard spoke, "Sir, are you going to the lake again?"
Xiang Kun paused and said, "Oh, I went for a morning run, but not to the lake." He was puzzled. He was not wet like the last time when he jumped into the lake. Why did he ask that?
The old security guard smiled and said, "Oh, oh, Xiao Li said that you fell into the lake last night when you were changing shifts. I thought you went there again early in the morning… That lake is quite dangerous. Some places look shallow, but the mud is very deep. You will sink like a swamp when you fall in. Even if you know how to swim, it's useless. You have to be careful…" Although Xiang Kun had only moved here for a few days, his bald head was very recognizable, so the security guards were not unfamiliar with him.
However, what the security guard said stunned Xiang Kun.
Last night?
Although he had his doubts, Xiang Kun did not ask further. He only explained, "Okay, thank you. I will be careful in the future."
When he got home, Xiang Kun went straight to his laptop and checked the time on the bottom right corner.
8: 15
Looking at the date again:
2019 / 8 / 11
Xiang Kun frowned. He had encountered a giant owl by the lake. After a short fight and getting injured, it was already midnight on August 11 when he returned home.
When he went out again, it was already two in the morning.
When he finally found the giant owl, it was four in the morning.
After a series of confrontations, fighting, and finally killing the owl and drinking its blood, he wasn't sure when it happened. His phone was broken.
But it was probably around five in the morning, maybe less than five.
Judging from the angle of the sunlight when he woke up, it should be around six-thirty.
In other words, he only slept for more than an hour after drinking blood?!
When Xiang Kun first woke up, he thought it was the morning of August 12th. According to the rules, it was normal for him to sleep for 25 hours.
Even if he slept for more than 48 hours after drinking the blood of a large number of giant owls, he would not be surprised.
But unexpectedly, he only slept for more than an hour!
He recalled the last time he drank rabbit blood and slept when he was clearly hungry. He slept for 32 hours straight, far more than the usual 25 hours.
According to Xiang Kun's analysis, the more quality or quantity of blood he drank, the less time he would have to sleep?
In that case, sleep was making up for insufficient energy supply?
If he was very hungry to the extreme, could he not eat and just sleep for a long time?
However, when he was experimenting with hunger tolerance, 22 of them disappeared. He only felt more anxious, but he did not feel sleepy. Perhaps he had not endured enough time?
Maybe next time, he could put himself in an environment without any "food" for this experiment?
After thinking for a while, he felt that he could put this experiment aside for now and not rush to do it, because he had more things to do now. Also, he was a little worried that even if he really fell asleep like this, the sleep time might be too long. If he slept for ten days, twenty days, or even a few months, there might be uncontrollable accidents. It might even cause some damage to his body, affecting the mutation of his body, etc.