Morals decline as the days pass by.
Li Mumu stood half a street away, watching a group of bare-chested youths flailing their clothes to extinguish fires with resounding slaps, and couldn't help but silently lament in her heart.
The vigor of youth is truly wonderful—they're courageous, loyal, and most importantly, they have good figures.
She had no idea that Wang Yunxiao and his brothers were not like this two months ago; back then, they subsisted on turnips and potatoes, all of them skinny and pallid, barely a sight to behold.
But ever since they became garrison soldiers, everyone could eat their fill, nearly every meal including meat, and with the high-intensity training according to the manuals, they swelled up rapidly as if they were inflated.
Wang Yunxiao himself grew almost an inch taller, and the muscle contours on his body became more distinct. This physique, crafted purely through nutritional supplementation and enhanced training, has a natural beauty.
