A small plot of land in a mountain village

The golden seven-colored fruit was swallowed and instantly transformed into a clear spring, filling the body with explosive power.

It's hot!! So hot!!

That's Zhang Niu's only feeling right now.

This time, the sensation was even more intense than when he accidentally touched the seven-colored leaf last time. At this moment, Zhang Niu's entire body was radiating a faint golden light.

"Squeak squeak"

"Chirp chirp"

The two were clearly very happy about this, making a series of noises, especially Jixiang, who flapped its wings and stirred up a smaller typhoon.

The wind blew up Zhang Niu's light golden hair.

Zhang Niu, his body radiating heat, clenched his fists tightly, enduring the inhumanly scalding heat.

These seven-colored fruits are far more potent than the seven-colored leaves. The leaves carry a gentle, natural aura, while these seven-colored fruits are bursting with heat, radiating wisps of steam.

At this moment, Zhang Niu's mind was completely blank. He gritted his teeth, biting his lips until they bled slightly, but the warmth continued to flow through his body.

"ah--"

He couldn't help but shout it out. After all, Zhang Niu had never served in the military, and his willpower and endurance were already quite remarkable.

Peng—Peng—

The heat, which had started gently, was now surging like waves on the sea. At this moment, Zhang Niu could no longer hold back and knelt on the ground, slamming his hands hard on the cement floor.

I just wanted to release the heat in my body; I didn't think about anything else.

The sound wasn't very loud; it could only be heard in the small courtyard.

call--

With two punches, Zhang Niu felt the heat inside his body dissipate as his fists slammed into the ground, as if he had found a good method.

Peng—Peng—

The faint golden light intensified, but Zhang Niu didn't notice; all he wanted to do now was release that heat.

Its entire body was like a red-hot iron pillar, radiating endless heat.

Zhang Niu felt as if he were standing on the crater of a volcano, and the heat was equivalent to a volcanic eruption.

The fists, flying out in succession and carrying light, slammed into the cement ground. The pain at the beginning was now extremely smooth, a process that even Zhang Niu himself did not feel.

The volcano finally erupted, and the heat flowed throughout his body. Zhang Niu, who was usually quite thin, suddenly had his skin bulge outwards, making his whole body appear magnified.

Zhang Niu, who looked like a god, was bathed in golden light. His skin was covered in bulging bumps. If the fat man were to come in and see him now, he would be astonished.

Even Zhang Niu was unaware of what was happening. He had only swallowed a seven-colored fruit with the word "gold" on it, and his whole body felt like it was being roasted on a furnace.

Is it fading away?

The heat inside his body flowed out as Zhang Niu pounded his fists violently.

Finally, the heat gradually disappeared, and Zhang Niu no longer felt it. Only then did he realize that the heat had passed.

Once the heat subsided, Zhang Niu collapsed to the ground. The ordeal he had just endured was not a dream; it had truly happened. Regardless of whether his hands were dirty or not, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

squeak-

Chirp chirp—

The two creatures beside me were shouting with joy. Did they already know the effect of the gold lettering? Are they cheering for me now?

what! ! !

I just wiped the sweat from my hands, but I didn't find anything wrong with them. I couldn't help but hit the ground earlier. Doesn't my hand hurt at all?

But then he glanced around and saw a deep crater right in front of him, as big as a washbasin and as deep as a bamboo chopstick.

Zhang Niu's mouth could swallow a duck egg; is this all my own doing?

There were many pebbles scattered around the edge of the pit. I wondered how I could explain that.

But this deep pit wasn't created by him just now, so how could it have been created by someone else? Zhang Niu certainly wouldn't believe that.

From brief confusion to current certainty, it all happened in the blink of an eye. This small pit was created by his own bare hands.

Raising his hands, they were still as pale and powerless as before. No one would have imagined that these hands could actually smash such a crater.

But why didn't I feel anything just now? It was like a machine just smashing down. No, since it was smashing down, there's no reason I shouldn't have felt anything. When my hand contacts the ground, I should at least feel something.

The deeper you think about this matter, the more questions arise, making it impossible for you to give a satisfactory answer.

Clenching his fist, he hadn't believed it before, but he decided to see it for himself and smash it a few more times. If he could still create such a deep crater, then he would have a reason to be convinced.

Peng—Peng—

With two consecutive blows, Zhang Niu used all his strength to strike hard, tearing a small dent into the smooth cement surface, his hands still embedded in it.

what! ! !

"Did I really punch a small crater? Could it be that I've become a martial arts master?" Zhang Niu immediately thought to himself. When he punched the ground, it felt as thin as tofu.

He held his hands up to his eyes and examined them closely. They were covered in powder, which was from the punch he had just delivered. His whole body radiated energy.

Unable to resist, he threw two more punches, cracking the ground and creating a small crater. It seemed he had truly become a martial arts master—no, he should be called a superhuman.

These days, there are many people who learn martial arts, but most of them are just doing it for fitness. How could a single punch leave such a mark, and it even feels like the person was holding back?

Could the seven-colored fruit possess its special properties simply because it bears the character for "gold" on its surface? Gold is the strongest of the five elements, and can be considered indestructible.

He gained this power by consuming the seven-colored fruits, but of the 108 fruits, only two had characters on them: the one with the character "裂" (crack) on the little one's own and the one with the character "金" (gold) on his own. The rest had the character "药" (medicine).

Looking at the seven-colored fruit with the character for "medicine" hanging on the vine, could these all be used to treat illnesses and injuries? The character for "medicine" gradually made me think of the ubiquitous illnesses of today.

The gold character that was specially given to me seems to be a coincidence. The single gold character has given Zhang Niu tremendous strength. Does this mean I should protect this batch of medicine?

Many thoughts raced through my mind. This was too much of a coincidence; even I could hardly believe it. In the blink of an eye, the world had changed. The mountains were still mountains, and the water was still water, but the atmosphere was completely different.

Children often dream of becoming martial arts heroes, imagining themselves one day possessing unparalleled martial arts skills to fight evil and uphold justice. But in this society, can martial arts be faster than a bullet?

The answer is yes, but in some places, this close-range power cannot be ignored; not everything should be condemned outright.

Zhang Niu's strength has increased dramatically since he transitioned from a child to an adult, a change that cannot be ignored.

Although he was much stronger, Zhang Niu wasn't stupid enough to rush out. What kind of "upholding justice and protecting the innocent" was he? He'd be better off not getting knocked down in one move than staying put.

I reckon they'll be carrying over a few bags of cement now, no problem at all.

Shaking off these thoughts, I looked up at the fruit bags on the vine. The remaining fruit bags all had the word "medicine" on them, indicating that the fruit bags on the vine were all ripe.

Why not pick them all and put them together instead of leaving them hanging like this? If these seven-colored fruits have the medicinal properties to cure all diseases, wouldn't I be rich?

Nowadays, who doesn't love money? Although money is said to be worthless, we still need it for eating, drinking, and basic necessities. We can't do anything without it.

It's getting late. If it were earlier, we could bring in a duck and give it one. It would be wasteful, but the effect would be noticeable. We'd need to bring in a lab rat, though.

There are also small pits on the ground; the rubble needs to be cleaned up and filled in tomorrow. Otherwise, if Fatty comes in anytime soon, he'll think a world war has broken out in this place.

Just as they were about to pick the batch of seven-colored medicinal fruits, with a loud crash, the fruit bags on the vines fell off one by one and rolled all over the ground.

Damn it, does this vine have the power to listen to the soul? Otherwise, how come the fruit that was hanging there fell down right after I picked it? There's no justice in this world.

The ground was littered with fruit bags, and the vines in front of me were gradually withering away at an astonishing speed, as if they had suddenly lost all their nutrients and moisture.

It's good that it's withered, so I don't have to pull the plant out myself. I found a black bag in the house and put the 105 fruit bags inside.

During the picking process, Zhang Niu would examine each fruit again to see if there were any other words on the other fruits. After picking all 105 fruit bags, no other words appeared.

All the fruit bags in this bag should be put into the storage space; this way, the effect will be better and there won't be any accidents.

Now that he had gained a lot of strength, Zhang Niu still couldn't control it very well. With just a little effort, he left a large handprint on the wall.

We still need to be careful. If we're not careful, and the bed collapses, we won't have anywhere to sleep at night. Even lying in bed, Zhang Niu still can't fall asleep.

There are too many unanswered questions in my mind, and I can't explain all the endless connections.

As I drifted off to sleep in the middle of the night, a faint golden light appeared all over my body.

I go to bed late, but I get up early. Although I haven't slept for long, I'm still full of energy and don't look like I haven't slept at all.

Outside, Liangshan was busy, but the fat guy was still fast asleep. This strength that he gained out of nowhere should not be underestimated.

Early in the morning, Zhang Niu went back to the village to bring back a stone pillar. It was left behind by someone else in the village and was used for physical exercise. It weighed about 100 jin (50 kg).

He returned on his motorcycle with two long stone pillars tied to it. Fatty was already wandering around outside with a bowl in his hand. As soon as he saw Zhang Niu return, he came over.

"I called you for breakfast this morning, but you've disappeared."

He lifted the stone pillar tied to his back and patted it, saying, "I went to the village to get this stone pillar so I could practice my strength."

The long stone pillar, half a meter high, is somewhat like a pyramid. It is wide at the base and narrows towards the top. At the top, there is a hollow section that runs horizontally through the pillar, which is where you can grab it with your hands.

The fat man wolfed down a few mouthfuls of noodles, staring at the stone pillar in front of him. "You, with your bamboo-like frame, can you really train? Do you think that training will make you able to defeat boxing champion Tyson?"

"Tyson, the American boxing champion, I don't have his strength and technique. I just train out of boredom. But don't underestimate country folk. They have plenty of strength from doing a lot of work. For example, although I don't do much work, I'm still quite strong. I can lift this stone pillar with one hand without any problem."

This surprised the fat man. "Wow, when did this guy get such strength? He even lifted a stone pillar weighing almost 100 pounds with one hand!" he thought, somewhat incredulous. (To be continued... For more chapters, please log in to support the author and read the original version!)