On the way back, he drove the car straight home. Over the next few days, he still needed to do some thorough maintenance on it.

In the corner of the backyard behind the Startup Building, there was an open space where four other RVs were parked. Three of them were signed by David Thompson and his team, and the other belonged to a partner company from Ningxia, left here for a one-way trip.

Actually, most of the signed RVs were still with their owners; the ones here were either just returned or about to be rented out.

After setting up the vehicle’s GPS, cameras, and installing a camera outside his own window where the car was parked, David Thompson finally went out to buy some food and headed upstairs.

Even though he had undergone some changes and there were some unusual things happening around him, David Thompson didn’t change easily—everything went on as usual.

The Dark Forest Law was actually quite applicable to his changed self; if you get discovered without knowing the situation, you might not even know how you died.

David Thompson never thought that just because he had some extraordinary abilities, he would be invincible or unique in the world. Maybe he had just accidentally stepped into a completely unknown realm.

In a private clubhouse, after a night of indulgence, Ryan Foster had just woken up, with two top-tier beauties giving him a massage.

“Young master…” At this moment, a subordinate rushed in.

Ryan Foster waved his hand, and the two masseuses tactfully left.

“That Ethan Clark is out. He wasn’t actually detained in the holding cell; apparently, they even found him a special psychological counselor. He’s now rushing back to school, young master, and he seems a bit deranged.”

“While you were resting earlier, the old master called and told us that the new head of the major case squad is tough to deal with, and things haven’t been completely suppressed yet. If that guy keeps pushing, the old master suggests you go abroad for a vacation for now. He’ll have someone handle the rest when he returns.”

“And also, this time the old master—”

“Bang—”

Before the bodyguard could finish, a wine bottle smashed heavily against the pillar next to him, shards of glass cutting his face, but he didn’t dare move a muscle.

At this moment, Ryan Foster looked like a crazed beast. He had never been detained before, and now his bloodshot eyes stared at the bodyguard.

“Matthew Reed, don’t use my old man to pressure me again…”

As he spoke, he pointed at the other bodyguards around him: “And the rest of you, remember this—if you want to keep working for me, you’d better know whose people you are and whose orders you follow. Otherwise, get the hell out.”

“From now on, the Wu family is mine, and you can only be my people.”

After his outburst, Ryan Foster’s gaze grew even more vicious: “I’ll handle my own affairs. If that bitch hadn’t acted recklessly without evidence, what the hell would it have to do with me?”

“That Ethan Clark didn’t leave with his family, so he must be feeling unwell. Isn’t he looking to settle the score with me? Then I’ll give him that chance.”

Matthew Reed opened his mouth as if to say something, but after seeing Ryan Foster’s expression, he held back.

He knew just how ruthless and merciless this young master could be.

After his outburst, Ryan Foster rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, shook his head slightly, and suddenly laughed.

“Doesn’t he want to kill me? Then I’ll give him the chance. And that damn female head of the major case squad wants to target me? Then let her see just how law-abiding I, Ryan Foster, can be.”

“In a bit, I’ll go to Jianghai University to pick up girls, and you guys go find someone to secretly inform that Ethan Clark. Then tell him, from now on I’ll only mess with his classmates, not his sister anymore, so it won’t count as messing with underage girls. Doesn’t he want to kill me? I’ll wait for him. If he doesn’t come kill me himself, he’ll never get revenge for his sister.”

At this point, Ryan Foster’s smile grew even more smug: “Remember, you have to provoke him enough to make him bring a weapon. Then you bring recording equipment, and when he tries to kill me with a weapon, you take him down and cripple him. I want him to never be able to speak or stand again.”

“Do it cleanly. When it’s done, you’ll get double the reward according to the old master’s rules. Remember, as long as you follow me, you’ll never be treated badly.”

Chapter 6 Ethan Clark’s Mutation

By the window, David Thompson was eating fried rice while watching the outside with great interest, with a few snacks placed nearby. After breaking through his physical limits, although he was no longer like a bottomless pit as before eating the black fruit, his appetite had still increased a lot.

The reason he kept standing by the window was also a silent self-test for David Thompson.

Standing by the seventh-floor window, even though he used to have good eyesight, he could only see a small area downstairs. But now, he felt as if he had a built-in telescope—when he focused, he could see several times farther than before.

And it wasn’t just his eyesight—his hearing and sense of smell had also improved.

At this moment, he stood by the window, constantly testing how far he could see and hear. Of course, he was also trying to control it.

Vision, hearing, and smell—all these senses actually have room for adjustment and change, but ordinary people rarely notice it.

David Thompson had learned some simple methods at the Inspection University and had even tried to use them during expeditions.

But back then, his foundation was limited, so there wasn’t much room for improvement. Now, it was completely different.