When Su Jin saw Zhang Chuyang and his group again, she noticed that they had all changed a lot.
Previously, even after experiencing the apocalypse, Zhang Chuyang still looked like a clean-cut young guy. But now, with a hint of stubble paired with two patches of chapped high-altitude redness, Lin Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh as soon as he saw him.
"Su Jin, my dear friend~ do you have any moisturizing cream to sell me a bottle?"
Zhang Chuyang complained.
He found that this Y Province autonomous region was extremely unfriendly to speed element ability users. Every day the weather was windy, not to mention those open areas. The faster his speed, the more the wind felt like knives cutting his face, transforming him from a pretty boy into a weather-beaten uncle.
He would probably regret coming here if he hadn't successfully advanced to Level Seven by now.
"Of course I have some, but trying to fix things now is probably a bit too late."
