Chapter 192 - 5.2 Superhuman Senses
When the familiar vertigo drilled into Lu Yizhou’s brain, he was replaying each scene of his first few minutes in every world. Subconsciously, his body didn’t let him relax anymore and grew tense in vigilance, in case he would open his eyes to another enormous monster, or worse a horde of infectious zombies.
However, nothing could prepare him for the onslaught of sensations that overwhelmed his senses. It felt like waking up as Raphael again, if not worse, because this time it was not hunger he felt but the entire world seemed to be intent on making him deaf.
Damn it, did everyone decide to yell into his ear today?! The thought popped into Lu Yizhou’s mind first before he dismissed it. No, that’s not right. It was stranger than that.
Not only was his surroundings awfully loud with people shouting one atop of the other, sirens blaring noisily and car tires skidding against solid asphalt, he could even hear every little things such as the heartbeat of the person closest to him, the whisper of the man he knew was a hundred meters away, tens of different footsteps, the meow of a stray cat nearby, the grating sound of metal scraping against metal, the whirr of air conditioner, some muted whimpers, a crying child and finally the familiar sound of a gun trigger being released, followed by an annoying bellow of, "Put your hands above your heads and don’t move if you don’t want to be shot!"
That sentence finally drove Lu Yizhou to snap his eyes open and he almost swayed from the sensory overload that stabbed right into his retinas. The open sky above him was blue, the clearest and bluest he had ever seen to the point where Lu Yizhou could clearly trace the shape of every soft floating cloud. Around two hundred meters in front of him was a seven story shopping mall. Without even squinting his eyes, Lu Yizhou could clearly see the brownish rust stain on the edge of the billboard, the chink on the head of N of ’Noir’s Boutique’ and a single cockroach that crawl in between the dent of windowsill on the third floor, its antenna moving around. Dropping his eyes, his eyes instantly zoomed in on every dent and crack on the asphalt road and the microscopic dirt that stuck on it.
As if the superhuman sight and hearing wasn’t enough, Lu Yizhou sucked in a breath only to choke in the next second. Too much. Scents of different shampoos, natural odour mixed with sweat, the sugary air freshener, the wisp of dew hanging on leaves, the acrid smell of tires against asphalt, exhaust gas, rich metallic rust, and the smell of growing tension and fear. He promptly pressed his lips tight and stopped breathing altogether.
A dull ache throbbed behind his eyelids and he couldn’t resist squeezing his eyes shut and pinching his brows.
What. The. Fuck.
This was worse than being Raphael and Altair combined. He should have known that there’s no way the simulator would make it easy. It was through years of living as inhuman beings that Lu Yizhou could sense the flow of energy inside his body and subconsciously guide it to block his ears and nose. In an instant, the scents subdued and the sounds grew muted, louder than the normal amount of noise he was used to, but so much better than before.