Picking Their Prey

"Brother Madman, I think I'll pass ...

"It's good enough to be an ordinary Awakened. I don't want to risk my life for advancement.

"Not everyone can drink this."

The skinny man looked at the glass of Mutant Zombie's rotten liquid and shivered.

He remembered a bold one drinking a mouthful yesterday, only to end up with half of his internal organs directly corroding.

It had not been easy for him to become an Awakened One and to be able to stand above ordinary people. There was no need for him to take this risk.

Let others be the strong ones.

Madman laughed.

Although the skinny man was a coward, he was cruel enough to his underlings and could be considered a useful dog.

I won't force him.

In any case, we have an endless supply of Awakened Ones.

There would always be people who were willing to take risks to improve their strength.