After a body-type Awakened reaches Level 4, they can temper their body with the power of their inner abilities.

After that, they can branch out in two directions:

Defense-oriented or Strength-oriented.

The effect of tempering with abilities varies depending on each person's physique and ability consumption.

Like Su Dazhu, his strength didn't increase much, but the improvement in his defense was astonishing.

Su Dazhu could withstand spells from elemental Awakened of the same level.

Those who are defense-oriented are often suitable to stand at the front during large-scale battles with zombie hordes.

After all, once zombies reach a high level, their intelligence isn't much different from humans, or even higher. There's no way to outsmart them; you can only confront them head-on.

Xia Haoran is another extreme. The effect of increasing his strength is astonishing, and he has tempered most of his power into his pair of fists.

These fists are known as Iron Fists, and they have taught countless people a lesson without ever suffering a defeat.

Therefore, Xia Haoran has the title of Invincible Iron Fist.

His growth rate is no slower than other King-level Awakened. He definitely has King-level aptitude.

It's a pity that he died early in his previous life. Xia Haoran died at Level 10, during a group fight.

Before the apocalypse, Xia Haoran was the national champion in Sanda, with a body of hard skills.

Chen Luo naturally has a considerable impression of this figure.

At this time, Xia Haoran pleaded, "Brother Long, can you give me the chicken you caught?"

Last night, Xia Haoran heard his mother, tormented by illness in her sleep, muttering a few words about chicken soup.

Xia Haoran's mother is also sensible. How could she make things difficult for Xia Haoran by saying she wanted a bowl of chicken soup?

Isn't this deliberately making things difficult?

But Xia Haoran overheard her unintentional mumbling.

His mother won't last a few more days. Xia Haoran is determined to do everything he can to fulfill his mother's last wish.

Xia Haoran heard that the Brother Long in front of him had caught a live chicken that had escaped from the market, so he followed him all the way and found him.

Brother Long was stunned. Give you my precious hen?

This is a hen that lays eggs, one egg every day. A golden chicken, a priceless treasure!

He couldn't bear to eat it himself, planning to keep it for laying eggs.

Well, now you're asking me for it?

Who do you think you are?

Brother Long was unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face and waved his hand. "Sorry, brother, I can't agree."

Brother Long spoke politely, but the people behind him weren't so polite.

"You've got a good plan. You want Brother Long's chicken? Sounds nice, selling your life to Brother Long, but aren't you just planning to have Brother Long support you for the rest of your life?"

"Damn, where does this guy get the nerve? He even wants us to make chicken soup for him. What a big face."

"Do you want Brother Long to help you consummate your marriage too?"

"This person seems to be Sanda champion Xia Haoran. He's very skilled."

Someone recognized Xia Haoran.

"Tch, what's the use? Can't I kill him with an electric shock?"

Xia Haoran clenched his hands, preparing to subdue Brother Long and force him to comply. As long as there was a way, he couldn't let his mother die with regrets.

Just then, Chen Luo opened the car window and interjected, "I have chickens here, and chefs too. I can fulfill your request. You're selling your life to me, right?"

Xia Haoran was stunned and said, "Yes, as long as I get a decent bowl of chicken soup, I'll sell you my life."

Chen Luo smiled. "Alright, I'll take that deal."

Exchanging a bowl of chicken soup for a top expert? If I didn't make this deal, I'd be struck by lightning.

Mi Ling watched, a little puzzled. This wasn't Chen Luo's personality. Usually, when he encountered beggars like this, he'd just tell them to get lost.

Could it be that he was touched by this person's filial piety?

That must be it. I didn't realize you could be so kind sometimes.

Chen Luo turned back and said, "Dazhu, Mi Li, you three switch to another car. I'll go take a look with this Xia Haoran."

Chen Luo was planning to take Xia Haoran and his mother directly to the base.

The three nodded and got into another car.

Chen Luo said, "Xia Haoran, right? Get in the car. Let's take your mother to my place."

Xia Haoran could tell that the young man in front of him had a high status among this group. He probably wouldn't joke about something like this.

If it didn't work out, it wouldn't be too late to find Brother Long again.

Xia Haoran nodded, and two of Chen Luo's underlings carried his motorcycle onto the car.

Brother Long still wanted to say something. He had originally planned to spend about a week slowly grinding down the zombies in the market, but he didn't expect Chen Luo to beat him to it.

In such a short time, it couldn't have been grinding. This strength was too terrifying.

He wanted to ask how Chen Luo did it, what supplies he had obtained, and whether he could exchange for some.

But Chen Luo said, "Don't make me say it a third time. Get out of the way."

Although Chen Luo's expression was calm and his tone wasn't loud, Brother Long felt that if he didn't get out of the way again, Chen Luo would probably attack him.

At the same time, Chen Luo's members were also staring at Brother Long and the others with unfriendly eyes.

Are you kidding? With such an awesome boss, why would we be afraid of anything?

Brother Long said with a smile, "Don't get angry, I'll get out of the way."

Brother Long waved his hand and hurriedly led the way.

He's a smart man.

Chen Luo said, "You guys wait for me on this road. I'll be right back."

With so many vehicles, going to another road would have too many obstacles. He wasn't comfortable letting them go back first.

Chen Luo came from the east, but Xia Haoran's temporary residence was in the south.

Xia Haoran said, "It's nearby, not far, a few hundred meters away."

The nearby zombies had also been cleared out. There weren't many, and Xia Haoran got out of the car and dealt with them cleanly.

It was really clean and efficient. A fireball brushed past Xia Haoran's head, but Xia Haoran didn't change his expression.

He dealt with three zombies at the same time, two hits each, hitting the vital points.

The zombies didn't even touch the corner of Xia Haoran's clothes.

He has skills.

Chen Luo estimated that when his level was low and he didn't have powerful skills, if he was at the same level as Xia Haoran and didn't use Void Walk, he would definitely not be Xia Haoran's opponent in a head-on fight.

Although Chen Luo had probably experienced more battles than Xia Haoran, his combat skills were really not as good as Xia Haoran's.

In his previous life, Chen Luo would absolutely avoid a fight if he couldn't trick his opponent to death.

Why is a head-on battle so dangerous?

Isn't it better to hit someone over the head from behind?

Now, he's just relying on absolute power to crush them.

So I really don't know anything about combat skills.

Don't overestimate me.

What's the use of being so powerful? Anyway, I was the one who survived to the end.

They entered an old residential area and stopped at a building. Xia Haoran said, "Brother, wait for me for a while."

In less than two minutes, Xia Haoran carried a woman in her fifties down from the building. She looked like she was sixty, appearing old.

Xia's mother barely opened her eyes.

After entering the car, Xia Haoran whispered, "Cancer, terminal stage."

Chen Luo understood. She's beyond saving, unless Mi Li advances to Level 7 now.

The current healing technique can only treat some external injuries and hasn't reached the point where it can cure terminal illnesses.