Everyone's eyes converged on the mercenary who had received the fruit.
Their gazes were complicated, envious, and also excited and expectant.
Besides hoping they could receive a real fruit themselves, they were also eager to see whether this Level 3 mercenary could actually gain an ability.
Fruit itself was nothing important. Apples and pears were fruit too.
What truly mattered was a special ability.
Even if the abilities followed a fixed system, as long as their existence could be confirmed, everything would be different. The entire Tree Herder organization would be elevated by it.
With abilities, the organization's very nature and definition would change in an instant.
So... that was what they were looking forward to.
"Zhang, do you feel anything special?"
The speaker was the man who had just said he was only here to snag a fruit. In truth, he was more eager than anyone to know whether the fruit's ability worked.
But the middle-aged mercenary addressed as Zhang did not answer him immediately.
He paid no attention to anything else, simply staring intently at his palm.
He abruptly clenched his fist, and a wisp of electric current appeared.
"So this is lightning... After all these years scraping by, I never thought I, Zhang Laosan, would get a fruit ability."
Zhang Laosan suddenly accelerated, moving from his original spot to stand before Chang Fengle.
His tall, muscular build stood in stark contrast to Chang Fengle's.
His stance made him look as though he was about to hit someone.
But Chang Fengle, standing before Zhang Laosan, showed no intention of backing away. He said calmly,
"How does it feel, Zhang? You can put their minds at ease now."
Looking at the composed Chang Fengle before him, Zhang Laosan nodded slightly.
He turned to the others, whose eyes were filled