"When I fused with the Heart-Protecting Fire, it was 120 bags. This time... 109 bags?"
Cheng Ye counted the stacked nutrient paste packages in front of him, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
This figure far exceeded his initial expectations.
As his life's level was elevated by the Heart-Protecting Fire, his physique kept strengthening. Theoretically, the gains from his new talents would inevitably be "diluted."
But the leap in physique brought by the Green Grass Physique was even more rapid than when he initially fused with the Wild Grass Physique.
Cheng Ye couldn't help but speculate that this probably had something to do with the opening of his life's upper limit.
He stood up again, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, the muscles of his forearm tensing instantly, veins bulging like a dragon, a terrifying force far beyond the past gathering in his palm.
