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When an Intermediate Warrior expels all the corrupt elements floating within their flesh and blood, their bodies no longer sweat the foul odor typical of Apocalyptic People; instead, their sweat transforms into a kind of "fragrant sweat."
It is fragrant sweat, but not in the conventional sense of pleasant aroma. It merely distinguishes itself from the general foul body odor of others. An Intermediate Warrior, having refined the corrupt elements from their flesh and blood, will have a unique body scent.
This is the most significant characteristic that sets an Intermediate Warrior apart from a Junior Warrior, aside from height and appearance.
Chen Zao's height and physique have already reached the level of an Advanced Warrior, yet his body odor still carries the fishy sweat scent typical of a Junior Warrior. Thus, discerning individuals can easily tell that his strength remains at the Junior Warrior stage.
However, due to Chen Zao's exceptionally complete and powerful genetic makeup, his true strength is not weaker than that of those newly initiated Intermediate Warriors.
It is just uncertain how much Primary Beast Oil he would need to consume to expel all the corrupt elements from his remarkably robust body cultivated during the Golden Age, thereby eliminating the release of that repugnant body sweat.
Regarding his genetic enhancement and promotion, Chen Zao is not in a hurry; in fact, he prefers to remain in this foul-smelling stage for a longer time.
This stage is akin to laying a foundation; the longer he stays and the more effective Primary Beast Oil he consumes, the more solidly his genetic enhancement base will be established. Once promoted, his strength will increase more rapidly.
After extracting the Energy Core from a Low-Level Beast Soldier, Chen Zao found the corpse unsightly and kicked it into a stream reeking of sour odor.
Holding three Red Feather Crossbow Arrows pulled from the beast's corpse, Chen Zao approached Ren Xiao, who was sitting under a tree, spooning remnants of Fried Rice from her lunchbox into her mouth.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" Chen Zao asked with a smile from above.
"Not just good; this is simply god-tier Fried Rice! It's so—delicious!"
The innocent Ren Xiao had no intention of haggling or criticizing Chen Zao's Fried Rice.
Such pure and fragrant delicacies left her with no reason not to love them.
"Hey, this meal is worth 1 gram of gold, right?"
Chen Zao's smile revealed his true nature as a cunning merchant.
Ren Xiao felt pleased but also a bit pained.
With her big, adorable eyes blinking pitifully and licking the oil from her cherry lips, she silently nodded, accepting that 1 gram of gold was now on credit.
"So what now? Are we heading to your place at Luohan Slope? You’ll give me the gold, right?"
"Sure, I definitely won't back out. But... um..."
Ren Xiao suddenly became shy, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"What do you mean? Don't tell me you don't have any money."
"I have money," Ren Xiao quickly explained. "Actually, I haven't had enough to eat yet. Could you make me another serving of Fried Rice? No, just half a serving will do. Just give me 5 grams of that Fried Rice, and I'll pay you when I get home."
If there were still Fried Rice in the storage space, Chen Zao would definitely have taken it out for Ren Xiao.
Selling leftover rice for several thousand dollars? Chen Zao would have to be out of his mind not to do that!
Unfortunately, before the apocalypse, there was only that little bit of rice left in the shop for him to fry; there was no extra.
If Fat Jin, that glutton, had saved him some rice, he could have made another profit off Ren Xiao.
Now he could only sigh inwardly and said earnestly, "Such delicious Fried Rice can't just be whipped up instantly. I don't even have the ingredients on hand. I spent over a month searching high and low to find just that little bit of pure rice to make this box of food. If you want to eat it, you can place an order with me. When I find more good rice and wild eggs in the future, I'll make you a serving—oh no, half a serving."
Ren Xiao lamented, "As expected, such delicious Fried Rice isn't something you can just get whenever you want... Oh wait, there's still a piece of green onion!" She giggled.
The edge of the lunchbox was smeared with a piece of half-burnt scallions, and Ren Xiao surprisingly licked it like a pug, savoring it as if it were a delicacy!
He displayed an expression of pure enjoyment.
Chen Zao was astonished!
This was worse than the children in an orphanage!
As the esteemed Seventh Sister Ren, Ren Xiao was licking a piece of scallion with such enthusiasm; these Apocalyptic People truly had never tasted good food!
Feeling slightly embarrassed under Chen Zao's surprised gaze, Ren Xiao had to lower his eyelids and explained softly, "It's because your cooking is too delicious."
"Alright then."
Chen Zao couldn't bear to watch any longer and said, "I have some food in my bag that I prepared for myself, not meant for sale. But if you haven't eaten enough, I can be generous and sell it to you."
"You have more delicious food? What is it?"
Ren Xiao's innocent big eyes immediately lit up.
"First, give me back the lunchbox. I don't deliver food without the lunchbox."
"Oh..."
Ren Xiao then cheerfully returned the aluminum lunchbox that still held a pure fragrant aroma to Chen Zao.
Taking advantage of the moment when he put the lunchbox back into his backpack, Chen Zao retrieved a package wrapped in brown paper that contained freshly bought and still warm McNuggets from McDonald's.
"What is this! It smells so good!"
Ren Xiao had a keen sense of smell. As soon as Chen Zao took out the McNuggets, even before opening the paper bag, Ren Xiao could already detect the fragrant aroma that distinctly contrasted with the foul odors surrounding them.
"This is my self-made delicious Mutated Fresh Butter, paired with many precious ingredients to fry these Spicy Fried Chicken Nuggets," Chen Zao boasted.
Glancing at the chicken head of the Blood-Crested Wild Chicken peeking out from Ren Xiao's leather bag, Chen Zao continued proudly, "The chicken I used is far more flavorful than your mutated Blood-Crested Wild Chicken. I caught this Swimming Chicken under a Waterfall."
"Swimming Chicken?" Ren Xiao had never heard of such a name for a chicken.
"Yes, it's a type of chicken that can swim."
Chen Zao was talking nonsense: "This kind of chicken has had much of its fishy smell washed away by the Waterfall, and it tastes amazing. Moreover, only the breast meat has the best texture. I only took that part from the whole chicken, which is why I could only fry these five precious nuggets!"
At that moment, Chen Zao opened the brown paper bag, revealing five McNuggets inside.
Despite his grand claims, they were just the ordinary McNuggets that could be bought for nine dollars at any McDonald's during the Golden Age.
When Ren Xiao saw these golden nuggets, resembling pieces coated in gold dust, his mouth immediately watered.
Just by looking at them, these nuggets were far more appealing than the Fried Rice he had just eaten!
Ren Xiao leaned forward to take a sniff. His eyes instantly closed tightly, and an expression of blissful ecstasy appeared on his face as he exclaimed, "So fragrant! This is another exquisite dish without any foul smell! Chen Zao, you are simply a Culinary King!"
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