Even though I am hungry, my physical strength is not affected.

"If you have a talent like cold resistance, why bother being trapped in a village?"

Not every time, he would fight to the death with the hunters in the village, force a breakout, swim across with arms, and tried various methods one by one, but most of them could only kill a black-armored infantry pretending to be dead to save money, without losing money or making a profit.

"This is the last time today. If I die again, I will vomit."

Everything seemed to be an arranged process, and dozens of experiences made He Zhao feel as smooth as every step.

Pretend to be dead, kill, follow, hide, eavesdrop, kill, and wait.

Wu Renzhao leaned against the wall with his eyes looking forward. The occasional blink would not cause the hunter hiding in the dark to make a sudden attack unless a fatal flaw was revealed.

When the sun rose on the fourth day, He Zhao felt a little nervous. He really admired himself for persevering for the first time. How strong was his anger at that time, so that he could grit his teeth and persevere until death?

"coming soon!"

When the first ray of sunlight falls in the morning, the hunter will go into a frenzy, and one sharp javelin after another will stab him into a hedgehog.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and He Zhao tilted his head as if programmed.

"boom!"

Javelin nails are like earth walls.

The next one followed and was about to crucify him!

And if He Zhao had divine help, he could rely on his special talent of "Enduring Hungry" and use his abundant physical strength to forcibly reverse the inevitable situation.

"boom!"

Once again dodged the two fatal combos.

There seemed to be something gestating in his body, about to burst out of the ground.

"Whizzing!!"

Two consecutive sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and He Zhao concentrated on dodging left and right.

"Bang bang!!"

His face was red, and the strong premonition in his body was about to come out.

The next second, the whole person suddenly fell to the ground, the cold wind swept across his back, and four sharp javelins were nailed into the earth wall within a few centimeters of him.

Then he was like a squirming insect, using his legs to lift his butt and forcefully pull himself back a certain distance.

"boom!"

The wooden javelin scraped against his scalp and penetrated the wall.

Just a little bit closer.

At the same time, the strong premonition in the body that wanted to break out of the ground finally burst out.

[Congratulations on your independent awakening of talent!]
Chapter completed!