"Finally, my strength has reached 19.1." Chen Shouyi closed the Status Panel and clenched his fist. The muscles all over his body, twisted tight as steel wires, tensed in an instant, and the air around him grew faintly blurred.
19.1, expressed in concrete terms of strength, meant he could lift four tons.
If two tons marked the divide between peak martial artists and legends, then his strength was already twice that standard.
Too bad I'm still too weak! he thought.
Chen Shouyi pulled open the curtains.
Not a single call had come for him all day.
He gazed into the darkness in the distance. For some reason, he had a vague feeling that something was bound to happen tonight.
Two days had already passed. Everyone who needed to evacuate had done so!
Everything that needed preparing had been prepared.
The war clearly couldn't drag on indefinitely. The longer it went on, the more things could go wrong.
"Riiing..."
Just then, the telephone rang.
Chen Shouyi crossed the room in a single stride, reached the desk, and quickly picked up the phone.
"Hello, this is Chen Shouyi!"
"Hello, Commander Zhang."
"Two in the morning? Thank you for letting me know!"
"All right, understood. I'll keep it confidential."
His expression grave, he hung up. The call had come from the commander of the theater command, with news about the nuclear blast.
"Two in the morning!" He checked the time. The hour hand pointed exactly to ten.
"Only four hours left."
Tuo'an City had become an empty city. Fear of the Shadow Creatures and the barbarian god couldn't stop people from fleeing. In just two days, the entire city had been deserted, sunk in utter silence.
As panic over the nuclear blast spread, even the surrounding villages began joining the exodus.
If the