Evolving infinitely from ground zero

No one else was stunned, and they quickly took action, following him to leave.

Zhang Kai shouted anxiously, “My leg is broken, can someone carry me?”

Zhu Shishi, who was running in front, immediately turned back to carry him upon hearing this.

“Xiao, Xiao Chen, I can run on my own…”

Shen Qinghan, lying on Lin Zichen’s shoulder, felt uncomfortable all the way and weakly said.

Lin Zichen flatly refused, “No, you run too slowly.”

Shen Qinghan pursed her lips and chose to lie down obediently without making a sound, trying not to disturb Lin Zichen.

At this moment, as Lin Zichen was sprinting at high speed, he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

It was very pleasant, soothing to the heart and mind.

It felt like Shen Qinghan was caressing his head with her soft, warm hands, sweeping away all fatigue from his body, so comfortable that his body tingled.

[You are being invaded by a floral poison that can render biological beings unconscious. Poison resistance +1+1+1+1+1…]

As the prompt appeared.

Lin Zichen instantly felt a wave of blandness, quickly recovering from the tingling sensation.

Upon regaining consciousness, his first reaction was to stop and check on Shen Qinghan’s condition on his shoulder.

She hadn’t passed out, but her consciousness was very blurry, similar to her state when she first woke up in the morning.

The people behind him, on the other hand, had collapsed in large numbers.

Most of them had fallen unconscious, with a few kneeling and struggling to prop up their upper bodies, seemingly about to faint any moment.

They were all poisoned.

It wasn’t a coincidence.

Someone must be hiding in the shadows, releasing poison…

Realizing this, Lin Zichen instantly heightened his sensory perception, meticulously searching every corner around him.

Soon, he sensed a powerful biological aura coming from the direction of the fragrance.

As strong as an Ordinary Ninth Rank Great Perfection.

This biological level… it’s a Sect Hierarch of the Divine Plant Cult!

“Oh? Not only did you not succumb to the poison, but you can even detect my presence?”

As an astonished woman’s voice rang out.

The next second, a graceful figure stepped out deliberately from the direction Lin Zichen was looking towards.

It was the masked woman who had appeared on the tree with the masked man earlier.

The mask she wore had a conspicuous shamrock pattern on it.

“Not even 20 years old, and you possess such astonishing strength, no wonder the higher-ups on the Sect’s side are willing to take the risk of orchestrating this attack to control you.”

The masked woman’s voice sounded relaxed and easy, obviously not taking Lin Zichen seriously.

Similarly, Lin Zichen didn’t take her seriously either, asking indifferently, “Are you the Sect Hierarch of a branch of the Divine Plant Cult?”

“Precisely,” the woman said with a faint smile.

Lin Zichen nodded, gently setting Shen Qinghan down from his shoulder.

Then, all of a sudden, he took a quick stride forward, transforming into a blur as he dashed towards the masked woman with a speed far exceeding that of ordinary creatures.

So fast!

The masked woman was shocked, never expecting Lin Zichen to burst out with such terrifying speed.

She reacted quickly, wanting to flee.

But before she could even lift her leg, Lin Zichen had already reached her, raising a fist infused with the power of Blood Qi and smashing it forcefully toward her face.

“Bang!”

With that sound.

The head of the masked woman burst like a watermelon thrown from the third floor, her brain and blood spattering everywhere.

The remaining headless corpse was severely damaged by the residual Blood Qi Power in her neck, swiftly becoming torn apart and all organs destroyed, losing the possibility of self-healing.

Lin Zichen adeptly made use of the resources, reaching out to touch the corpse with a thought: Devour!

[You have devoured a large amount of the “Shadow Night Cat’s” life essence.]

[Shadow Night Cat Album: 62%]

[You have devoured a large amount of the “Ghost Shark’s” life essence.]

[Ghost Shark Album: 23%]

…

Elsewhere, a few individuals still kneeling and not yet unconscious had witnessed the scene of Lin Zichen rushing forward and exploding the masked woman with one punch.

They all had their eyes wide open, their hearts churning with shock and awe.

Just one punch!

And they had blown up the Sect Hierarch, whose biological level was as high as Ordinary Ninth Rank Great Perfection!

So strong!

Unbelievably strong!

Practically inhuman!

…

Lin Zichen shook the blood off his fists, and under the stunned gaze of the onlookers, walked back.

He checked Shen Qinghan’s condition.

Seeing that Shen Qinghan was still in a foggy state, he then looked at a few others who were relatively awake, asking, “You are all poisoned, does anyone carry detox medications?”

“Zhao Yuanzhong’s coat lining might have some, go check it out,” Liu Ruihe, the strongest fighter among the military team, said with great difficulty while propping up his upper body.

His physical strength was extremely high, relatively speaking, so was his poison resistance; he wasn’t as severely poisoned and was still somewhat conscious, but his muscles were numb, and he couldn’t stand.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zichen immediately headed towards Zhao Yuanzhong.

At that moment, Zhao Yuanzhong lay unconscious on the ground, completely out of it.

In terms of resistance to poison, he was worse off than Shen Qinghan, who was only at the Sixth Order.

Lin Zichen squatted beside Zhao Yuanzhong, unzipping his jacket, and quickly found three small plastic vials in an inner lining pocket of the jacket.

The vials were labeled.

[Antidote]

[External Injury]

[Internal Injury]

Lin Zichen opened the vial marked [Antidote] and poured out a small white pill.

The size of a soybean.

It felt very hard.

It gave off a bitter medicinal scent.

Lin Zichen pried open Zhao Yuanzhong’s mouth and tossed the white pill inside.

It wasn’t long before Zhao Yuanzhong’s eyes opened groggily.

Still numb, he couldn’t stand up but had regained some consciousness.