The whole nation is trying to survive on the cable car; I'm choosing one of three options at ea

That craving didn't come from the brain, but from the depths of every muscle, every bone, every cell. His body was telling him that one more sip would make him even stronger.

He could indeed continue drinking.

The idea, like a seed, quickly took root and sprouted in his mind.

The intact egg was still lying in the backpack, its shell smooth and warm, and not a drop of egg liquid was missing.

If he opened that egg and drank it, what would he become? Perhaps the golden bloodline would evolve from a "mature form" to a "complete form," with all attributes increasing from 50% to 80%, or even doubling.

Perhaps his strength will break through five or six hundred points, making him a true apex predator in this area.

Su Mu took a deep breath, took the intact egg out of his backpack, and held it in his hands.

The dark golden eggshell gleamed with a warm luster in the sunlight, and through the shell, one could vaguely see the flowing golden liquid inside, like a frozen patch of sunlight.

He could feel the energy contained within the eggshell, more than all the egg liquid he had already consumed combined.

If he wanted, he could drink the egg within minutes, and his strength would surge again to a level he himself couldn't even predict.

But he rewrapped the egg and put it back in the innermost part of his backpack.

The egg was alive. Inside the shell was a tiny life... a future flying behemoth, on par with the golden bird. A flying mount that could be hatched, tamed, and carried away from any danger in times of peril.

He was suspended in mid-air on a cable car hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of meters above the ground. If the cable car were destroyed, he would have nowhere to escape.

He had no wings, no ability to fly; he could only wait to die. This egg was his only chance to gain the ability to fly.

As for the remaining egg liquid in the bottle... Su Mu looked down at the mineral water bottle. A thin layer of golden liquid covered the bottom of the bottle, and he could probably still drink a sip or two.

He neither drank any more nor threw it away. He was wondering if this stuff could be used for something else.

Blood ginseng.

That precious, crimson plant in the flowerpot. It's alive; it can evolve.

Those vine-like plants... scarlet vines, emerald green vines, and the deep purple plant in Xiao Jiu's hand that could fight a level 10 green hunter for so long... Although they are not animals, their combat power, their recovery ability, and their strangeness are in no way inferior to giant beasts of the same level.

Even stronger. What would the blood ginseng become if it could absorb the energy from this egg liquid?

Su Mu didn't know, but he wanted to give it a try.

Moreover, he also has a recipe for medicinal wine.

What will happen if you add egg liquid to medicinal wine?

These thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't dwell on them.

He couldn't conduct these experiments right now; he needed to get to the military camp as quickly as possible and leave the city before those strange creatures breached the walls. The aroma of the egg yolk was too strong; even after wrapping it in several layers of plastic bags and tape, the sweet scent still seeped out from the gaps. If he didn't deal with it quickly, the smell would attract unnecessary trouble... perhaps a large bird, or something else he didn't want to provoke.

Su Mu unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, poured out the remaining mineral water, wiped the inside of the bottle dry with the lining of his clothes, and then carefully poured in the last bit of egg liquid.

The golden liquid sloshed at the bottom of the bottle, emitting a faint, sweet fragrance. He tightened the cap and wrapped several layers of tape around the neck to ensure there was no leak.

Then he stuffed the bottle into the outer pocket of his backpack, separating it from the intact egg, with several layers of clothing and supplies in between.

Su Mu slung his backpack over his shoulder, pushed aside the table behind the door, unlatched the door, and went outside.

The sunlight was blinding, and he squinted, his golden pupils contracting slightly in the sunlight before returning to their normal color. His skin had returned to its normal color, and the golden aura had been suppressed within him, like a sleeping beast ready to be awakened at any moment.

........

Su Mu quickened his pace, heading north along the abandoned streets surrounding the zoo.

The further north you go, the lower the building density becomes. The shops on both sides of the street change from dense row houses to scattered detached houses, and then from detached houses to low-rise factories and warehouses. Waiters grow up to waist height in the cracks in the ground, and abandoned vehicles block the intersections haphazardly. Some have been burned to the point of being just skeletons, while others are still intact, but their bodies are covered with bullet holes and claw marks.

He was killing monsters as he walked.

It's not that we deliberately seek them out; rather, those clueless things just come to us on their own.

A pack of mutated wild dogs rushed out of the abandoned factory. The leader was the size of a calf, with its fur standing on end like steel needles, dark red eyes, and saliva dripping from its mouth. Su Mu didn't even draw his gun; he summoned his spear from thin air, casually flicked it, and the tip pierced the leader's eye socket and exited through the back of its head.

With undiminished momentum, the spear tip drew a silvery arc in the air, piercing through the three wild dogs that followed. The four corpses paused in mid-air for a moment before falling to the ground, crashing down and raising a cloud of dust.

[Slaying a Lv6 mutated mastiff grants +0.1 experience points.]

[Slaying a Lv5 mutated mastiff grants +0.08 experience points.]

[Slaying a Lv5 mutated mastiff grants +0.08 experience points.]

[Slaying a Lv5 mutated mastiff grants +0.08 experience points.]

Su Mu holstered his gun, not even glancing at the corpses, and continued walking forward.

His experience bar on the panel jumped slightly, rising from over 5,900 to just over 6,000, still more than 6,000 points away from level nine. He glanced at the number, then at the temporary bonus from the Killing Curse on the panel... it had already stacked to 110 percent, and was still slowly, bit by bit, climbing upwards.

He walked into an abandoned industrial area.

Rusty pipes coiled around the building's exterior like giant pythons, and dark cavities peeked through broken glass windows. A strong chemical smell permeated the air, as if something had leaked here, or as if something had been burned here.

Large areas of the concrete on the ground were cracked, and dark green, moss-like plants grew out of the cracks. Stepping on them felt soft and spongy, like stepping on a rotting sponge.

There aren't many monsters roaming here, but their levels are much higher than outside.

A level eight mutated crawler sprang from the shadows of the pipe. Its body was entirely gray-black, resembling an enlarged gecko, with long limbs and claws deeply embedded in the cracks of the wall. Hanging upside down, it lunged at him. Su Mu dodged to the side, his spear thrusting upwards from below, the tip piercing the crawler's jaw, penetrating its skull, and exiting from the top of its head. The crawler's body stiffened in mid-air for a moment, then slumped limply onto the spear shaft.

[Killed a Lv8 mutated crawler, gaining 3.2 experience points.]

Su Mu shook the corpse off the gun tip, flicked the dark green blood off the gun barrel, and continued walking forward.