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Lin Chen leaned against the door, breathing slowly to recover his strength.
His attribute panel glowed softly:
Host: Lin Chen
Physique: 9
Spirit: 8
Talent: All Attribute Insight
"Dad, Mom, we need supplies," he said firmly. "Water, food, and medicine won't last long."
Lin Jianguo nodded, grabbing a backpack. "I'll go with you."
"No, you stay and protect Mom," Lin Chen stopped him. "I'm faster and stronger now."
He slung the backpack over one shoulder and picked up the steel pipe.
Before opening the door, he checked the corridor with his panel—no beasts nearby.
"I'll be back soon," he said, and stepped out into the red mist.