At this moment, his body was covered in wounds, mostly concentrated on his abdomen and chest, resembling densely intertwined red lines.

Fortunately, these were all minor injuries, at most just cutting into the muscle, with no damage to any internal organs. Since Chen Shouyi was controlling the wounds to stay tightly closed, only a little blood oozed out.

These kinds of injuries were not even considered minor to him.

"Thick skin and strong flesh are indeed the hard truth," Chen Shouyi thought to himself:

"Even if I can't win, I can withstand the blows. If it were another Martial Artist, even with the exact same attributes as me, they'd probably be a cold corpse by now."

...

Sun Ding and the remaining few military Martial Artists hesitantly approached this side.

The area ahead had almost turned into ruins.

Collapsed buildings, cracked and damaged concrete roads, dust filling the sky... This section of street, affected by the battle, stretched nearly a hundred meters, seeming as if it had undergone severe destruction.

Sun Ding looked at Chen Shouyi standing amidst the ruins.

Couldn't help but moan softly:

"What a monster!"

After Giant Transformation, Chen Shouyi's strength was roughly five tons.

This was simply the strength of both arms in a bench press; as for his legs, generally balanced training individuals have leg strength about three times that of their arms.

With this strength, even an ordinary person who has never practiced Martial Arts could transform into a demolition demon.

Just a push could topple walls, and a light stomp could crush the concrete ground.

Not to mention, Chen Shouyi, who had completed the refinement of flesh and organs, with coordinated and unified full-body strength, could unleash attacks with almost five times the bench press strength.

The force of a punch he throws isn't five tons, but twenty-five tons.

A kick isn't fifteen tons but seventy-five tons, even able to kick a sedan car tens of meters away.

Of course, this requires the car to be sturdy enough, otherwise, the only possibility is that it gets blown apart before it even takes off, turning into a flying shower of parts.

...

Sun Ding walked forward with uneven steps on the bumpy ground, feeling a bit nervous: "Chief Advisor, are your injuries alright?"

"No worries, just a minor injury," Chen Shouyi said, exhaling.

He was quite weak now, feeling powerless all over, a kind of frailty not from exhaustion, like his body had been suddenly emptied. If his blood was tested, they would find his blood sugar level had dropped below the warning line.

Additionally, this weakness greatly slowed down his injury self-healing ability.

This kind of weakness is hard to recover from with time alone without food replenishment.

Sun Ding didn't dare ask about his earlier Giant Transformation, upon seeing his exhausted and dim complexion, hurriedly said: "Please rest for a while, we'll see if there are any surviving comrades nearby."

Interacting with such terrifying might is an extremely stressful situation, he'd rather avoid it unless necessary.

"Do as you please!" Chen Shouyi said.

When the few people left, he immediately headed to a nearby house.

The door was open, filled with a strong bloody smell, fresh blood flowed down from the staircase and had pooled into a small puddle, clearly the owners of the house were dead.

He walked directly to the kitchen.

Found his luck was good, there was some leftover rice in the pressure cooker.

Looking at the shining white rice.

Chen Shouyi's mouth watered uncontrollably.

...

A few minutes later, Chen Shouyi touched his unchanged belly and went to another house.

He looted five empty houses, then stopped, satisfied.

During the process, he also found a fitting set of clothes to wear, no longer worrying about exposing himself while walking.

When he returned to the original spot, everyone was already waiting.

The team had one more wounded member sitting on a tricycle, evidently the others were all dead.

Three bikes were also placed beside them.

"Chief Advisor, we've found your bow for you." Sun Ding said.

"Oh, thank you!" Chen Shouyi received the bow bag.

...

The atmosphere was somewhat gloomy as they returned; no one spoke.

This operation had a total of fifteen people, including two helicopter crew members, but only six returned.

Lives, even as strong as Martial Artists, are still fragile.

This made Chen Shouyi more determined not to let his sister take the Martial Artist test.

The road was still under martial law, the group was checked several times, and when they returned to the Safe Zone, it was already eleven at night.

But Chen Shouyi couldn't leave yet.

Once he reported the encounter with the God of Hunting, it quickly alerted the provincial leadership; this information was too shocking, possibly affecting the war over in Dongning.

...

Two hours later, in a small conference room.

A male and female intelligence officer sat on one side.

"Hello Chief Advisor Chen, I'm Lu Chongwen from the Otherworld Intelligence Service stationed in Jiangnan Province, this is my assistant Wang Shaojia. Sorry to disturb your rest, but it's a matter of great importance."

"You're too kind, Director Lu; ask away."

"To obtain more accurate information, my questions might be somewhat direct; if there's any offense, I hope you don't mind." Lu Chongwen said politely. Those who practice Martial Arts often have strong blood energy, generally fiery temperaments, and to avoid conflicts, he's prepared a little warning.

"No problem," Chen Shouyi said understandingly.

"Can you still remember anything the opponent said?"

Chen Shouyi nodded, recalled briefly, and repeated everything the opponent said, including attempts to recruit him, without any concealment. Such matters could also be learned from other military Martial Artists present, no need to hide.

The two intelligence officers listened with serious expressions, quickly taking notes. If divine possession is real, it would be truly horrifying, almost impossible to defend against.

"Can you gauge the opponent's strength level?" After a pause, Lu Chongwen continued.

"I don't know for sure, but I'm certain the strength is extremely high; I suspect it has surpassed the Martial Artist level!" Chen Shouyi said.

"But according to the military Martial Artists, you exchanged blows with it for nearly a minute before it fled." The female intelligence officer couldn't help but ask.

"To clarify, it wasn't an exchange; I was attacked for a minute without any ability to fight back, I'm still injured all over."

The two looked at Chen Shouyi, seemingly lively, then exchanged glances.

It's said both sides even carried swords in battle...

After a good while, Lu Chongwen regained composure, feeling his throat a bit dry, coughed once: "Chief Advisor, perhaps you should visit the hospital."

"Just minor injuries, they'll be fine in a few days."

The two then asked many more details, finally concluding the questioning.

...

Chen Shouyi left the City Government building; it was already three in the morning.

He took out his key, quietly opened the door, returned to the bedroom on the second floor; no sign of the Shell Lady.

When he lifted the thin blanket, he found her nestled inside, bare-bottomed, body curled into a ball, sleeping soundly.

Looking at her flushed little face under the blanket.

Chen Shouyi was speechless.

She still managed to sleep like this even in such hot weather, cuddled in the blanket.

He lit a gasoline lamp.

The light seemed to irritate her, Shell Lady squinted open one eye, sleepily glanced at Chen Shouyi, turned over and continued sleeping.

"Wake up, time for honey," Chen Shouyi said, holding a jar of honey.

"No honey!" Shell Lady mumbled.

"Aren't you hungry?" Chen Shouyi asked.

Shell Lady hesitated a moment, said: "Hungry!"

Then slowly crawled up, head hanging, sat on the bed, swaying back and forth, so drowsy her eyes couldn't open: "Good giant, hurry up, or little one will topple over!"

Seeing the urgency, Chen Shouyi accelerated his movements.

After a dozen seconds, he prepared a small spoonful of honey water, placed it in front of her.

She grabbed the spoon, drank haphazardly a few sips, then pushed it away, body collapsed onto the bed, rolled a few times, then burrowed back into the blanket.

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