I brought Qian Li back because of the herbal body tempering.
Since I promised Qian Gang I would take care of Qian Li, I naturally need to make sure she has some survival skills during the great calamity.
Li Xuanzu soaked the herbs in the newly bought wooden tub, then scooped some out with a small bucket for Qian Li to keep, before squatting down in the tub to soak them.
The medicinal bath was very comfortable and helped to expel a lot of impurities. After about half an hour, the medicinal fragrance in the wooden tub faded considerably, and the body stopped expelling impurities. Only then did Li Xuanzu get dressed and get up, letting Qian Li take a bath by herself.
Perhaps due to malnutrition, the small wooden tub was just the right size for Qian Li. After telling her some precautions, Li Xuanzu closed the bathroom door.
While Qian Li was soaking in the medicinal bath, he didn't rest either, and tested his physical fitness.
He threw a punch into the air with a force of about 150 kilograms. Since there was no force meter, the impact of the punch was unknown. However, this medicinal bath directly transformed Qian Gang's body from an adult level to that of a boxing competitor, which was a significant leap.
The main problem is that the prescription is complicated and the medicinal materials are relatively uncommon.
That's quite a bit of strength. Those boxers are specially trained, and they're much heavier than Qian Gang.
To be honest, Qian Gang weighs just over 100 pounds and is a little over 1.8 meters tall, which is considered quite thin. Otherwise, if this medicinal bath were given to someone who had trained, they could break a human record with a single punch in no time.
At this moment, Qian Li also came out dressed, and her appearance had not changed much.
"Qian Li, punch me in the chest with all your might," Li Xuanzu said, pointing to his right chest.
Qian Li hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Li Xuanzu didn't seem to be joking, she mustered her strength and punched Li Xuanzu in the chest.
The fist made a dull thud the moment it hit Li Xuanzu's chest. Qian Li quickly withdrew her fist and looked at Li Xuanzu in disbelief.
This punch weighs about 80 kilograms, and the impact force is close to 400 kilograms.
What does that mean? If a cute little girl punches you, that area is ruined. If she hits vital organs like the heart or brain...
There's only one possible outcome.
Li Xuanzu didn't intend to hide it from Qian Li, so he told her about the impending calamity.
If you suddenly told an ordinary person that the world is about to end, they would most likely curse you.
But Qian Li had already witnessed Li Xuanzu's existence, so she believed him.
However, Li Xuanzu told her not to tell anyone, as for the reason...
"Your brother only asked me to take care of you. At most, I can save Aunt Ning's life. As for others, I don't have the ability or the inclination."
Although Li Xuanzu was not a particularly wicked person, he was not a particularly good one either. He could only be described as occasionally doing small acts of kindness, such as saving lives, which he would do without any personal gain.
Qian Li dismissed the idea of telling her classmates about it, even though she knew no one might believe her even if she did. After explaining a few things, Li Xuanzu lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.
... ...
Leng An at this moment.
I went to the antique market this morning and found some treasures, but before I could even sell them, some unscrupulous people started targeting me.
However, Leng An had lived two lives, so he still possessed fighting skills and experience. He took out the dagger he carried with him, slashed the men, and then ran away in the chaos.
He bought a lot of things, a total of six genuine items, and made more than 200,000 yuan by reselling them. This was even though he was in a hurry to sell them and couldn't find any other antique shops, and the owners didn't have enough money.
But when he thought about how money would be the least useful thing after the zombie crisis and the strange invasion, he didn't care how much he was short.
He did something similar to Li Xuanzu, hoarding weapons and supplies, but Leng An did something else: he found companions.
In his previous life, he wasn't fighting alone in the apocalypse. Instead, he formed a team with four other people. They were a great help to Leng An and could be considered his benefactors. Unfortunately, none of them lived long. The longest-lived one reached the third level but was swallowed by a high-level zombie while saving him.
"Don't worry, I won't let this tragedy repeat itself in this life," Leng An murmured.
He searched for the addresses of several people and wrote them down, planning to talk to them about the great calamity in a few days.
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