He was somewhat dissatisfied with the growth speed of the avatar.
Gaining thirty kilograms a day seemed fine before.
But now, it appears a bit too slow.
Xu Zhou was very much looking forward to the next evolution—how much would this talent adjust?
Fifty kilograms a day? One hundred kilograms? Or... two hundred kilograms?
Very soon, Xu Zhou showed a slight smile.
For now, let's set that aside.
He currently has another goal to accomplish.
"I wonder if I can instantly kill those geniuses with 150 apertures now?" Xu Zhou mused to himself, feeling quite expectant.
...
Guang Han.
It has been called this name since ancient times.
As the name implies, it is extremely cold here.
The earth is vast and frozen, with permafrost glazing the landscape.
And in this vast permafrost stands a palace like a fortress of steel.
Inside the palace.
Within a conference hall.
A group of people sat around, each with a serious expression, and the atmosphere was somber.
