As for the fat chicken, before the apocalypse, it was just an ordinary old hen. There was nothing special about it, nor was it a variant like the Overlord Chicken. Its only advantage was having grown up on Spiritual Spring water for years, which had evolved it into its current form.
Whether it was due to a species-specific counter or because it drank from the Spiritual Spring, Jing Shu decided to conduct a small experiment to verify some of her suspicions.
The long marching column continued forward without pause, strictly following stringent regulations. They fumigated with Mugwort Pillars periodically, checking themselves for any signs of swelling. The atmosphere in the command vehicle was tense. Until Elder Zhang found a solution, no one dared to be careless.
The fumigation with Mugwort Pillars was performed with great enthusiasm. The entire command vehicle was filled with smoke, occasionally causing someone to cough.
The night was torturous. No one could sleep well.
