When Old Su saw Su Qi struggling to come downstairs, his brows furrowed tightly.
Zhao Yaxin quickly stepped forward to support her shaky father-in-law.
Su Qi gently pushed away her arm, indicating he could manage, but the few muffled coughs he released were filled with suppressed pain, and cold sweat trickled from his forehead.
Step by step, he made his way to the first floor, his eyes, reddened by the recurrence of an old injury, suddenly burst with a breathtaking light upon seeing the dark red chunk of meat wrapped in red cloth on the ground!
He stopped a few steps away from the ground, enduring the severe pain under his ribcage, but his back remained straight as he looked past the Chang father and son and gazed intently at Su Lin:
"Su Lin, I made the decision for you this time, any objections?"
Su Lin's eyes flashed instantly.
Mutated Beast Meat, Genetic Martial Arts.
When these words came out, a fierce wave of memory from his previous life appeared in Su Lin's mind, impatiently emerging.
And it was filled with a sense of resentment.
Since crossing over, Su Lin had encountered this situation for the first time.
With a brief sweep of the memory, he realized the significant implications these words held!
During the first year of the apocalypse's arrival, the authorities still existed.
As the apocalypse began, the authorities immediately initiated a Tier One combat readiness state.
And forcefully ordered local military governments to seek help from the people.
They also urgently established the Salvation Research Institute, continuously researching various rules of the apocalypse and publishing them, saving countless civilians.
They fully developed various scientific technologies to survive the apocalypse.
Genetic Martial Arts was a life-saving creation born at that time!
By the third month of the apocalypse, the authorities notified survivors scattered across regions through various channels:
Practicing ancient martial arts passed down from ancient times, paired with the Tier One and above edible mutated beast meat containing powerful active factors, could unlock the genetic shackles of human evolution, thus obtaining the greatest foundation for survival in the apocalypse!
At the same time, the authorities broadcasted ancient martial arts training methods nonstop, 24 hours a day.
By the sixth month of the apocalypse.
The authorities gathered massive talent!
Utilized national strength!
Developed the Dawn Breathing Technique, which was more efficient than traditional ancient martial arts.
At that time, the entire country cheered, as if seeing a glimmer of dawn amidst eternal night.
However...
Tier One and above edible mutated beast meat, also known as Treasure Meat.
As the name implies, it's treasure-like meat.
Tier Zero mutated beasts' meat hides poison, eating it not only doesn't enhance physique, but also brings terrifying genetic mutation risks.
As for Tier One and above mutated beasts.
Not only is their strength so great that even modern weapons are hard to combat.
Even if killed with difficulty, they don't necessarily produce Treasure Meat.
Only Tier One and above mutated beast lords consistently produce a small piece of Treasure Meat, the essence of a mutated beast lord's body!
Ordinary Tier One mutated beasts have only a small chance of producing Treasure Meat.
Due to the difficulty of obtaining mutated beast meat.
The dawn ultimately didn't evolve into a new era.
And the authorities...
The city-level area destroyed by a Giant Dragon in the previous memory.
It's said that the Salvation Research Institute was just one step away from developing a new generation of Dawn Breathing Technique.
But alas, after the city's destruction, everything settled into dust.
And this news fell into unverifiable legend.
Thus, after the second year of the apocalypse, humanity fell into leaderless chaos, situations regressed rather than progressed, step by step into more dangerous extremities.
After finishing the memory, Su Lin slightly widened his eyes and secretly took a deep breath.
"With this meat... this decayed body can be saved! A true power for self-preservation!"
Su Lin's heart immediately clarified, an intense desire overshadowed all distractions.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his roiling emotions, met his uncle Su Qi's gaze, and nodded forcefully, solemnly replying:
"I agree! We want this meat!"
The voice was resolute and firm.
Since the person involved had already nodded, Old Su naturally had no hesitation.
His tiger-like eyes shot toward Chang Sanheng like lightning, his voice dropping like a heavy hammer:
"Fine! As you said! Leave the meat here, take your son, and get out!"
Upon hearing the answer, Chang Sanheng showed no joy, instead closing his eyes in pain, as if a chunk of his heart had been gouged out.
The foot stepping on his son's grew heavier unconsciously due to the overwhelming sense of loss in his heart.
"Ah! Dad—!" Chang Kun let out a piercing scream.
This scream made Chang Sanheng abruptly open his eyes, leaving only chilling cold and resolute determination after pain.
With a swift kick, he viciously hurled Chang Kun into the arms of a nearby guest.
Chang Kun's head lolled, completely fainting, softly caught by the guest.
Chang Sanheng took a deep breath, as if to suppress all his indignation and anger, then bowed again, his tone no longer sincere, but deliberately cold and detached:
"In that case, Old Su, can this matter be considered resolved? Your Su Family has always honored their word, surely won't go back on it, right?"
Su Can, hearing this, widened his tiger eyes, angrily saying: "Are you questioning me, Su Can?!"
"Of course, I dare not question your reputation, sir."
Chang Sanheng's lips briefly formed an imperceptible arc, which was quickly suppressed, his voice suddenly turned cold, conveying a dark readiness.
"Since personal grievances are settled, I'll be bold and deliver official business on behalf of Hunting Group Leader Zhong Wubin!"
"Official business?" Everyone in the Su Family instantly tightened in their hearts, their eyes becoming sharp.
Su Lin also furrowed his brows, sensing a hostile vibe from Chang Sanheng.
"Humph!" Su Can turned back to sit beside the Eight Immortals Table, like a returning tiger, his presence as solid as a mountain, gazing down upon Chang Sanheng.
"Speak!"
The voice rolled through the hall like thunder.
Chang Sanheng straightened his back, feigning deep thought:
"Everyone knows! Our Hunting Group Leader Zhong Wubin is currently at a critical bottleneck, breaking through to becoming a First-Transformed Martial Artist, greatly important, must not be disturbed..."
Before Chang Sanheng finished speaking, Uncle Su Qi was already furious!
He instantly forgot his own pain, took a sudden step forward, his eyes almost bursting, erupting with a murderous glow aimed at Chang Sanheng.
Old Su's face also darkened to the extreme, with his tiger eyes flashing coldly!
Seeing both elder's faces suddenly change, Su Lin's brows wrinkled, sensing the next words from Chang Sanheng were ominous.
Sure enough!
"...However!" Chang Sanheng ignored the anger from the Su father and son, his voice rose higher, with an indisputable strength:
"Considering the painful lesson from last month's Night of Survival, where that mutant beast lord ravaged the village! To avoid repeating the same mistake... I hereby implore Old Captain Su Can to don armor again, lead the Hunting Group, and hunt the lord at the end of this month!"
"Absurd!!!"