Lin City, at the edge of Zhiyang Lake.
Fu Xinkun got up from a pile of corpses in an embarrassed manner, looking down at his body excitedly, he could feel an immense strength within him!
"Hahaha! A blessing in disguise, hahaha, gods! You certainly aren't harsh on me!"
He laughed heartily skyward. The wounds that he had previously been inflicted with by the zombies have healed. What did that imply? It meant that he hadn't been infected by the zombies, and he had even gained this powerful force!
"Tch, a bunch of trash!"
Looking at the pile of bodies, Fu Xinkun spat out in disgust. Afterward, he took in the scenic view of Zhiyang Lake and felt in excellent spirits. He had acquired a superpower; it was a day worth celebrating!
He touched his face, feeling the dried blood of others that had solidified making it sticky. It felt as if a layer of skin had peeled off his face, so he hurriedly went to the lakeside to wash it.
