Zhang Xu looked at the fifteen-year-old boy, about 1.8 meters tall and probably a meter wide, and curled his lip. He lowered his head to check the boy's profile again: Name: Luo Feng. Occupation: None. Special talent: Eating (can eat as much as a whole cow in one sitting)... For crying out loud. He wanted to swear. With that goofy, vacant look, there was no way this kid could win the hunting game... right?
What was he supposed to do? This was already his third time competing in this annual game. He'd failed the first two times, and the family's resources had dwindled to almost nothing. If they failed again, the whole family would probably be driven to the edge of the alien-beast zone. Dangerous...
Watching Luo Feng happily eat a reinforced-concrete building, then try to offer him a brick, Zhang Xu rubbed his eyes again and again, completely stunned. Could this thing really eat... No, wait... How could he believe a fool?
Looking at the grinning, squint-eyed, extremely sleazy-looking fatso in front of him, Zhang Xu took out the Qingcheng Token. Luo Feng realized that he was the real fool.
Fight monsters together, level up together. Keep fighting monsters, keep leveling up.
