His War Bow only drew five hundred pounds now, or about 225 kilograms.
With six hundred kilograms of strength in both arms, it was far too light. Its power was too weak, too.
Chen Shouyi hadn't cared before. Though Otherworld Creatures occasionally invaded Hedong City, things had mostly remained peaceful.
In the past two months, the lower city had seen only two invasions by Otherworld Creatures. The total number of dead and injured had been fewer than a hundred. For a population of nearly a million, where almost five thousand people died of ordinary causes each year, that was only a small fraction.
But now a second mutation had arrived, and the power of gunpowder weapons had suddenly fallen by a large margin. The powerful defenses at the various channels had immediately grown weak.
The standoff between humanity and the gods was soon shattered. Perhaps it would happen tomorrow, perhaps months from now. But whether it was a day or several months, war was inevitable sooner or later.
The chaos now was only the dusk before darkness. The true crisis had yet to arrive.
The wind was rising before the storm. The only thing he could do was make himself stronger, so he could protect his family and survive the coming turmoil.
Next, Chen Shouyi tried his luck at several more cold-weapon shops, but in the end, he returned disappointed.
As he walked along the road, a sudden thought struck him. He couldn't help cursing himself for his stupidity. Why did he have to buy a weapon at a cold-weapon shop?
He thought of two people.
Cao Zhenhua and Fang Shengjie!
The former, a Myriad Gods Society member who had been hiding in Hedong City, had already been killed by him. The latter had vanished without a trace and was