"Mr. Zhang!"
Yuwen waited in the parking lot, and upon seeing Zhang Su approach, he went up to greet him.
"Old Yu, let's go, bring your pen and paper, we're headed down the mountain for the selection test."
Zhang Su was in high spirits, as the number of people in the camp was rising, and all aspects were slowly getting on the right track. From now on, whether it was the Yama Corps or himself, life would be relatively easier in this post-apocalyptic world, and things would get better.
Yuwen smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, I have a small discovery I want to share with you, do you have a moment?"
"A small discovery?" Zhang Su glanced at his watch and followed Yuwen to a slightly secluded corner, saying, "What discovery?"
"Mr. Zhang, have you noticed I seem stronger than before?"
Thump, thump, Yuwen patted his chest and arms. His question sounded humorous, yet his expression was very serious.
