Fang Cheng slowly retracted his right fist.

Golden flames danced on his knuckles, instantly vaporizing a few drops of contaminated blood.

The entire fist regained its cleanliness, to prevent the infection of unimaginable viruses and unexpected hazards.

Then, he looked down at his feet.

Due to exerting too much force earlier, the scorched ground had a shallow pit less than half a meter in diameter.

"Still too small."

Fang Cheng shook his wrist, feeling the physical restraint of this world, and muttered softly:

"If in the original world... the shock wave from this punch would have at least plowed half a street."

He made a joke with himself. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

He looked up towards the wall cavity crushed by the giant beast’s corpse and walked over.

Through the wall hole, the mutant monster’s remains were slumped like mud amidst a pile of debris.

Fang Cheng squatted down, his gaze sweeping over the carcass resembling a skinned hunting dog, covered in an exoskeleton.

The creatures of this world, under extreme radiation, had their genes rewritten beyond recognition, making it indistinguishable to identify the original beast species.

Let’s call it the "Hunting Dog Monster."

Fang Cheng observed carefully, suddenly recalling what the Professor had mentioned during the Illuminati’s team-building event.

When the Professor was young, he joined a mercenary corps in the Southern Ocean and had also ventured into an Otherworld.

In that world, after killing monsters, one could obtain red crystals from their remains, seemingly treasures of immense value.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng didn’t hesitate, five fingers united, forming a blade hand, and directly split open the beast’s ruined chest cavity.

He searched by hand amidst the viscous organs and broken bones for a moment, but found nothing but a handful of foul-smelling blood.

"Seems like I overestimated. There’s no such thing as easy loot from killing monsters..."

Fang Cheng shook his head self-mockingly, ready to pull his hand back and rise.

From the corner of his eye, he suddenly glimpsed a faint glow in the depths of the beast’s half-crushed skull.

Fang Cheng paused.

Then, he extended his index and middle fingers into the crevice of the fractured skull, parting the gray-white brain matter.

At the location of the beast’s pineal gland, his two fingers clamped onto a hard object and pulled it out forcefully.

It was a spherical Treasure Bead, covered in blood.

So small in size, at most slightly larger than a grain of rice.

If not for Fang Cheng’s sharp eyes, it would’ve been easily overlooked in this mass of flesh.

Yet, even covered in blood, the small Treasure Bead exuded a faint red glow from within.

Fang Cheng held it between his fingers, moving it closer for inspection.

Through the skin, he could distinctly sense the bead’s core radiating an exceedingly pure Life Energy.

Like a miniature heart highly compressed, emitting rapid warm pulsations between his fingertips.

This familiar energy wave instantly reminded him of the Ancient Relics he found on Yong’an Island.

The aura emitted by both was very similar.

Meaning, it should equally greatly benefit Martial Artists’ cultivation, replenishing True Qi consumption.

"Really hit the jackpot!"

With a satisfied smile, Fang Cheng murmured to himself.

He rubbed away the flesh residue from the Treasure Bead’s surface with his thumb.

Then, he unzipped the side pocket of his waist military pouch, tossing the loot inside, keeping it close.

The intense smell of blood quickly spread with the roaring wind through the ruins.

Fang Cheng took out a tissue to wipe his fingers, his ears twitching slightly.

Crunch, crunch.

It was the sound of claws scraping against concrete fragments.

He lifted his head, scanning his surroundings.

Within the shadows of the collapsed buildings, eyes glowed green and crimson, appearing at some unknown point in time.

A dozen or so mutant monsters of various forms used the cover of the ruins to surround him.

Some had multiple limbs, some resembled oversized hairless reptiles, and others included the familiar Hunting Dog Monster.

These monsters were originally drawn in by the scent of flesh and blood, restless and eager to devour.

But the brutality of Fang Cheng’s punch that blew apart the Hunting Dog Monster had clearly intimidated them.

At that moment, they lingered at a safe distance of ten or so meters away.

Seemingly fearing that savage and inhuman aura, yet reluctant to give up the seemingly "tender and juicy" prey.

Fang Cheng looked at the eyes lurking in the shadows, not fearing, but instead excitedly brightening his own.

In his view, these were not predatory monsters, but rather mobile Treasure Bead ATMs.

Swish!

Fang Cheng wouldn’t give these monsters a chance to explore.

He suddenly braced his legs, crushing the ground beneath him, facing double gravity, while his whole being charged like a fully sprinting heavy battle tank into the shadowy ruins on the left.

The closest multi-legged monster hadn’t had time to screech before Fang Cheng’s heavy fist tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, viciously smashing through its shell-covered skull.

Following this, he twisted his waist, unleashing his sturdy thigh like an axe in a sweeping motion.

Bam!

Another reptile-like monster that couldn’t resist pouncing was spun into a "V" shape in mid-air by his whirlwind kick.

Its spine shattered inch by inch, unable to scream, crashing into a concrete pillar.

The third mutant beast resembling a hyena realized the danger, opening its foul-mouthed maw of fangs, attempting to bite Fang Cheng’s neck.

Fang Cheng didn’t even turn his head, but instead unleashed a precise Elbow Strike to the beast’s lower jaw.