Wang Liang was usually very easy to talk to, but Zhang Mu knew that he was extremely proud. However, Zhang Mu had never expected that he would beg him just now. He might have been really angry. Even Zhang Mu, who had experienced so much, was slightly moved by what he said just now.

The methods used by the East City forces are too vicious at the moment. Even if Wang Liang's actions of clearing out the zombies infringed upon some of his interests, he would not have done such a thing.

After all, they are all human beings, and he must have been no good person before the end of the world.

Zhang Mu gradually recalled the scene when he went to Dongcheng a few days ago. He slowly replayed his memory, and the image of a middle-aged man with silver hair and a sincere smile appeared in his mind.

No wonder Wang Liang was so careless. The smile of the middle-aged man was so sincere that even Zhang Mu didn't notice any flaws. He thought he was a good guy. During the transaction, he looked very happy to meet Zhang Mu. He hid it too deeply.

Thinking about it now, if Zhang Mu had not been too annoyed by the previous transactions, he would not have directly taken action to intimidate the gatekeepers who came forward. If he had acted very weak at that time, he would probably have treated them with a completely different attitude.

No wonder the middle-aged man pulled him out to talk, and even asked someone to bring the Yuan Crystal from the gathering place during the transaction. He did not let Zhang Mu go in from beginning to end.

I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I think about it, there must be something shady going on in the gathering place, and they were afraid that Zhang Mu, an powerful and capable evolver, would take action if he saw it.

Zhang Mu made up his mind and took out a tube of green medicine from his ring. He held it in his hand and handed it to Wang Liang who was still staring at him, and said slowly, "Drink this first."

"What is this?" Wang Liang asked in confusion when he saw that Zhang Mu did not respond to his request.

"I can save your arm with something. If you wait another day, the wound will have scabbed over and I won't be able to save you."

Zhang Mu said calmly, with his palms open facing upwards.

Wang Liang's dead eyes suddenly lit up. He originally thought that his arm was useless. He naturally knew that losing an arm was a very important thing in this end times.

What does it mean? He asked again in disbelief, "Can this potion really buy me back an arm?"

Zhang Mu hummed, put the potion in Wang Liang's hand, and said, "Since I said so, it must work. I bought it from the Jiyuan Store, what do you think? But because it is very powerful, it is extremely rare in Jiyuan merchants. I have used a lot of it before, so there are only a few bottles left. I can only make you recover as before, I can't save the others. Those who are disabled can only rely on you as the leader to fulfill your obligations. After all, they are fighting for you."

Wang Liang answered without thinking, "Of course, I, Wang Liang, do have the responsibility."

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "It's good that you know it yourself, otherwise no one will work hard for you in the future. Drink it. The sooner you drink it, the less likely it is that there will be hidden dangers."

Hearing Zhang Mu's urging, Wang Liang quickly held the test tube in one hand and bit open the stopper with his mouth. But just as Wang Liang was about to drink it, he suddenly put down the test tube and did not look at Zhang Mu again. His tone became very heavy, "Brother Mu, are you unwilling to help me get revenge, so you took out this potion to help me recover from my injuries?"

He then laughed at himself, "Yes, since you can recover your previous strength, why should I, Wang Liang, bother you? Okay, Brother Mu, I will solve this problem myself after a while."

So that's what he thought. Zhang Mu laughed helplessly and said, "What are you thinking about? I just want you to not get injured. I will deal with the forces in East City later. Do you still want revenge with your scattered soldiers? How long will this period of time be? While you are recuperating, won't others strengthen their strength?"

"So, Brother Mu, are you willing to help me?" Wang Liang suddenly looked up at Zhang Mu.

"Well, and I might just be solving the problem I created myself." Zhang Mu said something very confusing.

Although he did not understand what Zhang Mu meant, Wang Liang knew that he had agreed, so he readily drank the first-level recovery potion in the test tube and poured it into his stomach. Then he immediately felt the power of the potion. Hot sweat broke out on his head in an instant, and he felt as if ants were crawling on his originally numb arms, and slowly he felt a little numb.

Wang Liang was a little excited and kept looking at his arm. It was as if he could see through the gauze that his arm, which looked like charcoal, was getting better at a very fast speed. He turned to Zhang Mu and asked, "Brother Mu, how long will it take for this to heal? It's only been a minute, but I feel my arm has some feeling. I want to take off the bandage and have a look."

Seeing his excited look, Zhang Mu smiled disdainfully, "You think too much. It won't be that fast. This is a severe burn caused by the ability of an evolver. Even a first-level recovery potion will take some time. The specific time should be half an hour to a day. Don't even think about doing stupid things like removing the bandages. Just stay here quietly."

Hearing Zhang Mu's words, Wang Liang felt as if his passion had been doused by a bucket of cold water. He muttered to himself, "It turns out it's still so long."

Little did he know that if he hadn't been treated in time with Zhang Mu's first-level recovery potion, it would take a long time before an evolver with awakened high-level healing abilities would appear to treat him.

However, Wang Liang, who only had one intact arm, probably wouldn't have the capital to let such an evolver take action once. It's hard to say whether he would even survive in the apocalypse after being injured.

After all, the survival of the fittest in the apocalypse has been magnified to an exaggerated level.

Listening to the wailing sounds coming from time to time around him, Zhang Mu slowly turned around and walked out simply, disappearing from Wang Liang's sight with eyes full of hope.

This time he did not bring the wolfhound with him. He just left it in the courtyard, said something to Yuan Rui, and left the gathering place again.

He changed into a set of windbreaker, tight pants and leather boots that he had never worn before, put on sunglasses, a hat and a mask, and rushed towards East City at four times the speed of an adult.

Wang Liang alone only needs to know about this matter. Zhang Mu doesn't want his image in the gathering place to change from awe to fear. Although his starting point is to make those who have lost their humanity disappear, it is also to avenge them.

But in the end, if it was really spread that it was Zhang Mu who did it, after all, the only way for him to crush more than ninety evolvers was to rely on the Blood Vine Lotus.

However, if it is used, the level of cruelty will reach a level that is unacceptable to humans.

(End of this chapter)