"Iron Legs, it's your turn."

In the dim, blood-scented warehouse, a male zombie lazily rose from a broken sofa.

A pair of long legs was particularly striking. He was about two meters forty-five in height, and his legs alone were probably one meter sixty.

Not only were they long, but they also seemed to reflect a metallic sheen.

Because this zombie's legs were incredibly powerful, as hard and sharp as iron, Zheng Jin had given him a simple and catchy name: Iron Legs.

Zheng Jin dared not approach Iron Legs during his feeding time; at those moments, Iron Legs recognized no one.

Every day, Zheng Jin would capture several people to feed Iron Legs, and Iron Legs was happy to be supported in this way.

This was the first time Zheng Jin had tried to ask Iron Legs for help. He had only been providing for Iron Legs for two days.

Iron Legs chuckled. "Why should I help you? If I don't, are you saying you won't feed me?"

Zheng Jin's expression didn't change. "Mr. Iron Legs, there's someone who's become too arrogant. He stole my things and made wild claims, saying that even the King of Heaven wouldn't be able to do anything about it."

"I told him your great name, and he still spouted nonsense, saying it didn't matter if it was Iron Claws, Iron Head, Iron Arms, or even Iron Legs – even Iron Balls wouldn't work."

From two days of observation, Zheng Jin had learned a little about Iron Legs' personality: decent intelligence, but like an impetuous youth, he couldn't stand being provoked.

As expected, Iron Legs' face changed dramatically, and he said angrily, "Who is it? Who dares to disregard Iron Legs? I'm going to eat him."

Zheng Jin smiled. Powerful, but a fool.

Human fighting strength is inferior to tigers and lions, but humans are at the top of the food chain because of their intelligence.

*Once I design a trap in the future, or when I reach Level 6, I will kill this Iron Legs, who is likely a Level 6 zombie.*

Although Iron Legs was only Level 6, he was already very strong. Zheng Jin was no match for him at all; at Level 4, he would be completely crushed.

Zheng Jin was confident that he could kill him with numbers, but the losses would be considerable.

Zheng Jin didn't want Iron Legs to single-handedly defeat Chen Luo's entire base, but he could break it down.

Iron Legs was like a fierce general; as the saying goes, it's easy to find a thousand soldiers, but hard to find one general.

Zheng Jin wasn't in a hurry to cause trouble for Chen Luo; instead, he first sought out his ally, Wang Long, whose strength was comparable to his own.

In this day and age, who fights alone? Zheng Jin promised Wang Long that he could absorb one-third of the crystals they obtained.

Wang Long agreed immediately. The lure of an eighth-level crystal was too great; it might allow him to advance to Level 6.

Zheng Jin wasn't a fool; he knew how to be patient and share. His own strength was also quite good.

It could be said that none of the leaders of large bases were simpletons.

*But why seek death?*

Zheng Jin's face turned cold. Is the martial world just about fighting and killing? Why don't you know to leave people a way out?

I'm not even getting a third of the crystals. Is my request too much?

...

Xiao Hong (Little Red) lay motionless in her nest, looking somewhat nervous and expectant.

Her chicks were about to be born; she could feel it.

Originally, she didn't want to lay eggs, but due to pressure from Chen Luo, her mood was now very subtle.

Xiao Hong's partner, Xiao Ming (Little Bright), was carefree and unconcerned.

This Xiao Ming would crow every day at dawn, repeatedly waking Chen Luo, and had become obedient under Chen Luo's stick.

So Chen Luo had given him the name Xiao Ming.

Xiao Hong had tried to hatch a total of 16 eggs, but not all of them could hatch into chicks and survive.

Chen Luo estimated that the chicks would be born soon and had been observing Xiao Hong for the past few days.

Xiao Hong clucked at Chen Luo, seemingly trying to please him, *Please don't be rough with my children, I beg you.*

Chen Luo gave her a kind smile. *I can't help it.*

*A person who isn't ruthless can't stand firm.*

*Can you blame me for you not listening?*

*Look, if you listen to me, you have a home, a husband, and soon you'll have children.*

*Isn't that perfect?*

Xiao Hong turned over an egg, and by chance, one of the eggs had a cracked shell.

Xiao Hong and Chen Luo immediately became nervous.

Soon, a chick struggled out of its shell with great difficulty. Its feathers had not yet fully grown, but its eyes were already open.

Chen Luo quickly took some cooked rice and fed it.

Chen Luo immediately took out study materials: *On Postpartum Care for Hens*, no, *Distinguishing the Sex of Chicks*.

It was a female! Chen Luo was overjoyed. *Take good care of her, and we'll have another egg-laying hen.*

But what weighed on Chen Luo's mind was that, overnight, only the first chick had hatched successfully; all the others were dead eggs.

After the apocalypse, the success rate of breeding was extremely low; otherwise, meat wouldn't be so rare.

This seemed to be related to Xiao Hong and Xiao Ming's strength. If they were stronger, reaching Level 4, the success rate of the chicks could be greatly increased.

Xiao Hong, under Chen Luo's careful cultivation, had only just reached Level 3.

Chen Luo sighed and was about to stroke Xiao Hong to comfort her.

Xiao Hong, with sadness in her eyes, suddenly pecked Chen Luo hard.

Except for when they first met, when Xiao Hong didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and dared to peck Chen Luo, she had never dared to do so again.

Chen Luo wasn't angry. He comforted her, "If you reach Level 4, the survival rate of your chicks will increase. You wait."

Chen Luo quickly brought the Level 7 fire-element crystal that Mi Ling hadn't finished absorbing and gave it to Xiao Hong.

Mi Ling had finished absorbing it today, but the crystal still had a lot of power.

Xiao Hong was probably the only hen that could absorb a Level 7 crystal.

After Xiao Hong finished absorbing it, Chen Luo returned the crystal to Mi Ling.

Chen Luo looked worriedly at Fa Wang (Law King) in the doghouse. *Fa Wang, oh Fa Wang, I wonder how many pups the silver wolf will have, and whether they will survive.*

"Awoo."

The sound was filled with some pain, as well as joyful happiness.

*Wait, she's already given birth?*

It turned out that Fa Wang was the one barking. Fa Wang had just reached Level 6.

The Level 6 Fa Wang was even bigger and more powerful.

The only flaw was that he was missing an ear, which greatly affected Fa Wang's image.

Chen Luo smiled. When Fa Wang reaches Level 7, his size will be big enough to ride.

Fa Wang licked his face and followed Chen Luo into the villa, found Mi Ling, and asked.

"How many points do I get for being the first to advance to Level 6?"

Chen Luo was speechless. Fa Wang was now very cautious, and dared not spend a single point except to feed the silver wolf.

If he lets it save a little more, it will soon have 10,000 points.

But there was indeed a reward for being the first to advance, and Chen Luo couldn't go against his conscience and say there wasn't, so he gave Fa Wang 500 points.

Although it wasn't much, Fa Wang was already very happy.

Chen Luo squatted down and asked Fa Wang with great concern, "How did you lose your ear?"

When Mi Li's level is higher, about when she reaches Level 7, he can have Mi Li give Fa Wang a limb regeneration.

Hearing Chen Luo's words, Fa Wang's expression immediately darkened.

"It was cut off by someone. The dog almost died. I still remember that person's appearance clearly."

"If I don't avenge this, I swear I'm not a dog!"