The bright red sun slowly rose from the east. Zhao Xiaoxiu woke up naturally on time, brushed her teeth and washed her face with her father, got dressed, and went downstairs together.

Xiwa rolled onto the sofa in the living room and slept there all night. Hearing a noise coming from the stairwell, he woke up instantly, quickly rolled off the sofa, and shrank back into his corner.

"Hi!" Xiwa smiled humbly when she saw Zhao Gang and his daughter appear.

Seeing that the water in the glass on the coffee table was empty, Zhao Xiaoxiu, after getting her father's permission, poured over half a glass of filtered water and tore open a vial of nutrient solution, handing it to Xiwa's mouth.

The little boy couldn't believe it and was moved to tears. Hungry, he took two big gulps and finished the entire bottle of nutrient solution.

Zhao Xiaoxiu glanced at him helplessly and told him, "You stay put."

Then he and his father went to the neighboring bungalow to inquire about the situation of Granny Meng and her two children.

The mother and her two children cried until the early hours of the morning last night before falling silent, and the house is quiet now.

Zhao Xiaoxiu pressed her ear against the door to listen, and heard three steady breaths inside. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to knock on the door, Zhao Gang kicked it open.

"Hey~" Zhao Gang looked down at his daughter with a smug smile and said, "The door wasn't locked."

Zhao Xiaoxiu: "......"

The people inside were awakened by the sound of the door being kicked. Meng Da and Meng Er, who were sleeping on the wooden bed inside, immediately opened their eyes, sat up, and reached for the gun placed on the bedside table.

"Uncle Meng, Second Uncle Meng, are you alright?"

The surprised child's voice rang out, and the two brothers finally woke up completely. They found Zhao Xiaoxiu and her father standing at the door, and the two brothers quickly put down their guns and got off the bed.

"Brother Gangzi, Xiaoxiu." The two brothers put on their coats as they came out to greet him.

Upon meeting, without any unnecessary words, the two brothers woke up their mother in the inner room, and the three of them came to the open space in front of the door to show Zhao Gang their transformation.

After drinking the two evolution potions, Granny Meng's physical attributes improved in all aspects, and her eyesight was also enhanced.

My eyes, which were a little blurry before, can now clearly see the scenery a kilometer away.

Grandma Meng was very satisfied with this change in herself. At nearly sixty years old, she was able to regain the physical strength she had when she was young, and her eyesight had also improved, which far exceeded her expectations.

All three of Meng Da's potions prompted him to evolve towards strength, which is also the most common evolutionary direction among the survivors.

If Mo Shigui's second power evolution could easily push a modified off-road vehicle, then Meng Da's strength is now almost twice as strong, enough to push a large bus.

He tried digging with his hoe and turned up a large clump of soil, one of which was worth ten.

Zhao Gang was quite satisfied with the efficiency; he wouldn't have to worry about manpower for land reclamation in the future.

Meng Er's evolutionary path is rather unique. Perhaps stimulated by Zhao Gang's tentacles, he particularly yearns for a certain part of his body to change.

Thus, under powerful self-suggestion, his hands evolved the ability to harden instantly.

At the risk of potentially permanent disability, Meng Er asked Granny Meng to stab his hand with a cleaver.

When the knife struck down, it made a sharp "clang" sound, like striking metal. The blade curled, and Meng Er only had two white marks on his hand, which quickly disappeared.

Meng Er was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be controlled as they turned up wildly.

Zhao Gang suggested, "Meng Xia, why don't you make a cut and test the exact extent of the hardening?"

Meng Er's smile froze on his face instantly.

It is well known that strong people can turn any object in their hands into a dangerous weapon.

Meng Da, a human who has undergone three power evolutions, is definitely much more lethal than Granny Meng.

"Brother, you're my own brother, take it easy," Meng Erhan warned cautiously.

Meng Da picked up the chipped steel knife, placed it on a stone, and smoothed the chipped edge with his bare hands. He then picked up the knife, which felt light to him now, and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately raised the machete high and swung it down!

Meng Er screamed "Ahhh!" and raised his hands to defend himself.

With a loud "clang!", sparks flew, and the two brothers were jolted back three steps.

"Hey? Nothing? Hahaha..." Meng Er laughed triumphantly.

Meng Da shook his numb hand and couldn't help but cast an envious glance.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoxiu, who had been silent all along, suddenly took a gun out of the two brothers' house, and a pure, angelic smile appeared on her lovely face.

"Uncle Meng, let's see if this can stop a bullet." The little guy raised the gun with both hands, closed one eye, and aimed with the other.

The three members of the Meng family gasped in shock, but strangely, none of them made any attempt to stop them.

Meng Er steeled his resolve: "Let's go!"

Anyway, I won't die.

The crowd silently dispersed, worried that a bullet might ricochet and cause friendly fire.

Zhao Gang's expression also turned serious, and his hands transformed into tentacles, ready to shield his cub from the ricocheting bullets.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Xiaoxiu asked.

Seeing Meng Er nod, she took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

After a loud "bang!", Granny Meng clearly saw the trajectory of the bullet, which arrived at Meng Er's raised arm in an instant.

The high-speed bullet seemed to encounter strong resistance the moment it touched his arm, sparking a little spark. Immediately afterward, Meng Er felt a dull pain in his arm and instinctively flung it away.

With a "thud," the bullet ricocheted and struck the red brick ground beside them, embedding itself in the soil.

Meng Er cried out, clutching his arm and bending over, "It's numb, it's so numb!"

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