The Ancestral Legacy Begins in the Wild West

Zhang Chang'an unconsciously lowered his head and covered his eyes: "Oh my god, is the hardware lagging behind?"

Zhang Chang'an squinted, recovered slightly, then put on his coat and hat, preparing to go downstairs.

His transformation was naturally due to the Eagle Eye Potion that Qinghe Gong had also drunk. It came from a witch in the west, and its effect was quite simple: it gave people the vision of an eagle.

However, the name is not derived from analogy; it truly and completely imitates the visual structure of eagles.

Just now, not only did his vision reach nearly ten times that of an average person, but his ability to zoom and focus on key points was also greatly enhanced, so he could not only see further, but also see very detailed things.

In addition, he also gained some other special abilities as a result.

As he stepped out of the apartment and closed the door, he blinked sharply. Suddenly, the dimly lit corridor before him became crystal clear.

Countless things that were originally similar in color gradually became distinct in his eyes, making the originally pitch-black scene stand out.

This is another characteristic of eagle vision: tetrachromatic vision. Many fish and birds have this ability, and very few humans may also possess it.

In short, the colors we see come from the three primary colors of light reflected from various objects, captured by three types of visual cells.

Tetrachromatic vision means being able to see one more primary color of light than others. This causes a fission-like increase in the number of color combinations that can be captured, allowing one to directly see the legendary, multicolored black.

This not only allows him to capture details to a new level, but also gives him night vision by allowing him to see different colors in complete darkness.

If there's any real flaw in this ability, it's probably that Zhang Chang'an's other hardware isn't up to par.

He walked down the street, not daring to look around as much as he had when he first woke up.

Because after drinking a bottle of medicine, although the nerves responsible for the fourth visual cell grew back, his brain didn't get any stronger.

Therefore, it is very difficult to handle visual details that are many, many times more than the original.

This is an experience that is hard for ordinary people to imagine. With just a glance, you can see every pore on a person's body.

It's like doing exercises in class. Your brain hasn't changed, but the number of questions you're given has suddenly increased a lot. You can't even copy them all, let alone do them.

Fortunately, just like tetrachromatic vision, he could control this super vision to some extent, so it didn't directly burn out his brain.

Moreover, in addition to the Eagle Eye Potion, Zhang Chang'an also purchased another ability. The two abilities complement each other, and with this ability, he can actually walk without opening his eyes.

"Phew..." There weren't many people on the road near the company, so Zhang Chang'an simply relaxed and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, everything around me began to become clear.

At the street corner, the hurried footsteps of pedestrians and their specific movements; nearby, in the kitchen of a newly opened bakery, the owner loudly berates his apprentice for not adding enough sawdust.

The various pieces of information he had previously captured began to accumulate in his mind.

This is part of the same ability as his special vision.

"Current head of the family: Zhang Chang'an."

"Position: Variegated (5.63%)".

"Time-space fragments: 200".

"Skill: [Hunting Senses] (Good)..."

"(During his life in the west, Qinghe Gong developed special abilities through murder, robbery, hunting, and tracking. These abilities were essentially instinctive hunting skills.)"

The only thing that truly sets them apart from ordinary people is their eyesight, but they are so skilled that they can remember the appearance, gait, and other details of most targets with just a glance.

So calm that even in the most chaotic situations, one can integrate previously gathered information to construct a mental picture and lock onto various targets, while continuously refining the information supplemented by various senses.

A robust information-gathering capability is one of its essential prerequisites.

Zhang Chang'an's senses were actually only enhanced in his eyesight; everything else remained the same, except that his body-cultivating exercises made him slightly stronger than the average person.

However, because of the hunting skills he acquired, his hunting experience, and the calm mindset of a seasoned hunter...

What he hears and smells will not be mixed together, but will be broken down into various useful pieces of information.

The same applies to what he just saw; the two combined have resulted in what we see now.

"This is outrageous! It's practically telepathy! With this ability..."

Zhang Chang'an maintained this state and walked a block without bumping into anything.

However, as soon as he felt himself near the company, he opened his eyes and his hands began to move involuntarily.

"Hmph!" Zhang Chang'an exhaled and exerted his strength, rushing forward and instantly covering a distance of two or three meters.

Hung Kuen emphasizes the application of energy and force, so shouts are often used to assist in training and practicing. Master Hai, who fought against Ip Man, is an example of this.

Zhang Chang'an's learning was incomplete, but he grasped some of its essence.

That's what happened when I held my breath just now—I tensed my muscles and invigorated my opponent.

Ahead, a disheveled, bearded foreigner had just run around the corner and was looking back, seemingly worried that someone was chasing him, when he suddenly heard a shout from ahead and was startled.

In that moment of helplessness, Zhang Chang'an's fists and feet arrived immediately. He lunged forward and punched him right in the face.

"Bang!" A punch without any special moves, combined with the speed at which the person was rushing forward, produced an amazing effect.

The foreigner cried out in pain, his mouth instantly filled with blood, his head snapped back, a few drops of blood seeping from his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Chang'an shook his hand, calmly squatted down, and observed the man. His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was haggard, he had a bulbous nose, and a thin build. Most importantly, Zhang Chang'an turned his hand over and saw some calluses on the sides of the first three fingers.

He unconsciously shook his head. But before he could reach a conclusion, the faint sound of a cane that had been coming from ahead finally turned the corner.

Zhang Chang'an looked up and saw an old man dressed as a scholar, with a long gray silk robe and a round soft hat, leaning on a cane and wearing a long braid, observing him.

"Uncle Li." Zhang Chang'an stood up and greeted him with practiced ease.

The elderly man with a slight beard in front of me was none other than the company accountant who paid him last night, Mr. Chen's old colleague, Uncle Li.

He may not be very skilled, but he is in charge of the company's finances and is a veteran member. In the Hong Kong Dragon City triad, he would be the advisor, a mere strategist.

That is precisely why Zhang Chang'an acted so decisively.

Old Li looked at him quietly, his face kind: "You've come so early."

Zhang Chang'an calmly bent down, picked up the foreigner, and said, "He's a newbie, so let's try our best."

Uncle Li ignored his banter and instead asked with considerable curiosity, "How do you know this person is in debt?"

Zhang Chang'an maintained his usual smile, but inwardly he was quite excited: "As expected, this ability is truly impressive."