A night passed in the blink of an eye. Zhou Fan slowly woke from his unconscious state and looked around, bewildered. The giant tree was long gone. Chen Yao was curled up beside him like a little kitten, hugging her legs. Her long eyelashes fluttered. It was unclear what she was dreaming about, but her lips were puckered, and her small face was beaming with a happy smile!
Not wanting to wake Chen Yao, Zhou Fan stretched out his hands and clenched them into fists. He felt that his strength had increased significantly!
In truth, Zhou Fan hadn't actually passed out. It was just that the fiery red fruit was too ferocious and bizarre. He had no idea what kind of fruit it was, but the moment it entered his body, an extremely ferocious power—one that felt as if it would burst his meridians and blood vessels—had begun to rampage through him!
It was precisely because this power was so ferocious that Zhou Fan had been unable to handle it at first!
