Enhancement

Lu Heng couldn't explain how he managed to get back into the house.

The distance from the trial snowfield back to the residential area was not far to begin with.

But today, this short stretch of road feels like an eternity.

With each step forward, the deep internal injury in my lower back and abdomen was severely aggravated.

A dull, throbbing pain emanated from his internal organs, spreading throughout his body along his muscles and bones, leaving him feeling stiff and weak.

He knew very well that this injury was on a completely different level from the last time he was whipped by a tiger's tail.

When he was first hit, he dodged in time and maintained his balance, so most of the force was dissipated. At most, he only experienced a slight tingling or numbness in his skin.

But this final, decisive whip strike was completely different.

After a long struggle in the snow, with bumps, dodges, and close-quarters combat, his body was already covered with unseen, hidden injuries.

His physical strength was exhausted to the limit, and his body was already on the verge of collapse.

The tiger was completely consumed by the two poisons and eventually went completely mad.

It no longer held back, no longer played around, and poured all the remaining brute force and explosive power into this one whip.

But at that very moment, the snow became slippery.

His feet slipped, his center of gravity shifted, and Lu Heng didn't lose any of his strength.

It took the full force of the behemoth's devastating attack.

On the way back, he relied entirely on the snow-covered edge of his Hunting Blade to support his body.

The wind and snow stung my face, making my skin numb and my vision go black and blurry from time to time.

He dared not stop.

A giant beast had just died on the snowfield, and the stench of blood wafted far and wide.

In the apocalypse, this smell would make you an easy target. If you were to collapse and rest in the snow, you would soon be torn to shreds by the strange beasts that came at the sound.

With his last breath, Lu Heng finally managed to squeeze to the door of his own little house.

Pushing open the door, a blast of cold air rushed into the room.

He raised his hand and, with a click, firmly secured the door bolt, locking it completely from the inside.

The wind, snow, murderous intent, and stench of blood from the outside world were instantly shut out.

That is, in this very second.

His nerves, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed.

All the strength in my body drained away instantly; I didn't even have the strength to lift my hand to close the door.

He didn't have the strength to wipe away the blood, the strength to take off his clothes, or even the strength to sit down in a chair.

My vision was completely blurred, and my head felt incredibly heavy.

With his last shred of instinct, he staggered to the bedside, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto the mattress.

The moment my head hit the bed, my consciousness went blank.

Deep fainting spell, complete coma.

He slept through the entire third night and remained asleep until noon on the fourth day of the trial.

Sunlight streamed softly into the small room through the thin, icy windowpane.

Quiet, cold, without a sound.

Lu Heng's eyelids were extremely heavy; he struggled for several seconds before slowly opening them.

My mind went blank at first, and I felt completely disoriented.

My scattered consciousness gradually returned, and my fragmented thoughts slowly pieced themselves back together.

His body was frighteningly stiff.

My muscles are sore and tight all over, and an old injury on my side is still lingering.

Even the slightest movement of the neck causes a dry, strained feeling in the muscles and bones; every inch of the body screams with fatigue and pain.

He exhaled a slightly cool breath, his gaze becoming slightly fixed.

The date on the corner of the Wristband is clearly written --

The fourth day of the trial, at noon.

Lu Heng felt a sudden sense of relief.

We made it through.

The third day was the most brutal, deadliest, and most terrifying day of the entire trial.

He pulled through.

Joy lasts only a moment.

What followed was a feeling of explosive soreness and excruciating pain throughout my body.

The severe injuries still lingered on his body: internal organ concussion, torn flesh, and strained bones, layer upon layer.

The fourth day of the trial has begun.

With his current dilapidated body, he would surely die if he encountered even a minor monster.

We can't delay.

Lu Heng gritted his teeth, enduring the stiffness in his body, and struggled to raise his wrist.

With a thought, he took out the bottle of Black Iron Tiger Enhancement Potion from the Storage Slot of his Wristband.

The transparent bottle contained a clear, pale golden liquid.

It has no fancy lighting effects, feels cool to the touch, and is quite heavy.

He did not hesitate.

Unscrew the cork, tilt your head back, and drink it all in one gulp.

The medicine was slightly cool upon entry, with a very faint, sweet, fishy taste from animal essence, which slid down the throat and into the stomach.

It just went down my throat, and there was no reaction at all.

A few seconds later, a slight warmth quietly began to grow in my lower abdomen.

The warmth was initially faint, like a spark.

In just a few breaths, the spark spread rapidly.

The warm air instantly broke through the stagnant meridians, washed over the limbs and bones, and spread completely throughout the body along the bones, flesh, and blood vessels.

All the coldness, stiffness, and fatigue were instantly dispelled by the warmth.

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief...

A deeper, more unusual feeling suddenly surfaced.

It's itchy.

A tingling, itchy sensation emanating from the deepest part of the bones.

It wasn't an itchy skin; it was a transformative sensation emanating from deep within my muscles, bones, and internal organs.

Densely packed, layer upon layer, piercing, and torturous.

It's like the skeleton of the whole body is being disassembled, polished, reshaped, and reinforced.

The itching was so intense it made me restless; I wanted to roll over, curl up, and reach out to scratch my bones.

But his body was still weak and he couldn't move.

He lay flat on his back with his limbs stiff, unable to move at all.

He was perfectly conscious.

Every sensation of bone reshaping, flesh tightening, and tendon tempering is clearly etched into my perception.

He could only lie there quietly, enduring the entire ordeal and undergoing a complete transformation.

The process was long and arduous.

More than ten minutes later.

The itching in my bones gradually subsided, leaving a warm feeling throughout my body.

The originally dilapidated body seemed to have been completely renovated.

Bruises, bruises, cracks, and hidden ailments were all repaired and smoothed out.

Instead, it conveys a sense of fullness, solidity, and firmness.

Lu Heng slowly raised his hand, bent his arm, and stretched his limbs.

The movements were fluid, crisp, and without any hesitation.

He has fully recovered from his serious injuries.

He immediately opened the Wristband's Personal Panel and refreshed its attributes.

[Name: Lu Heng]

[Strength: 16]

[Constitution: 16]

[Agility: 15]

Looking at the brand-new three-dimensional values, Lu Heng felt a sense of clarity.

The rewards from the trials in the past two days only provided a slight nourishment to the physical body, resulting in negligible improvement.

But the tiger's reward for clearing the level on the third day was a genuine transformation of its foundation.

All attributes surged, with bone toughness, impact resistance, and basic physical strength all improving by a level.

He quietly felt the continuous power within his body, paused for a few seconds, and then raised his hand to open the Regional Chat Channel.

Upon refreshing, the screen was flooded with despair.

Almost all the survivors in the entire area were stuck at the Tiger Pass on the third day.

Everyone's predicament is exactly the same.

The Forest Rock Tiger that spawned on the third day is terrifying in both attack and defense, and has an extremely strong physique.

However, the vast majority of survivors only had melee weapons, and no ranged weapons.

There was no pulling or straining, no wasting energy.

They were forced to engage in close combat.

They were no match for the enraged Black Iron Tier tiger.

The channel was filled with cries of death and injury.

Someone is fighting head-on, but there's been no further news.

Some people ran frantically to escape, barely surviving, but suffering broken bones and serious injuries.

In the entire area, almost no one could withstand the tiger's fierce attack head-on.

As Lu Heng read through the messages, he was filled with lingering fear.

He finally understood how lucky he was.

If it weren't for prior planning, capturing poisonous rabbits, crafting poison bait, and Hand Crossbow to whittle down their health from a distance...

If he were like everyone else, he would only be able to engage in close-quarters combat.

His fate will be the same as countless others: buried in the snowy wilderness.

He wasn't sure if there was another person in this area who had successfully killed the tiger and completed the third day of the game.

But he knew very well.

All my forbearance, scheming, gambles, and risks were worthwhile.

The hardest days are over.

The physical body is completely reborn, and its attributes undergo a significant qualitative change.