"Tap... tap..."
A hundred-strong team was walking five kilometers outside of Order.
Zhang Jianxiong was leading the way in front, his broad shoulders and thick waist making him particularly striking, compared to before he left, he was more robust. Walking on the ground, he resembled a yak; the muscles on his body exhibited strong explosive power, seemingly capable of crushing the earth when he moved.
He had a huge bag hanging at his waist from which he occasionally took out a piece of jerky to chew, like a whale drinking water, devouring a fist-sized piece of jerky in just a few bites.
Zhang Jianxiong remembered Chen Feng's advice well; if he wanted to increase his strength, it was all about eating!
