Section 60 - Neanderthal Tribe's Body Refining Secret Method

"Get up!"

Out of nowhere, the earth shook violently, and when Chen Fei opened his eyes, he found himself inexplicably standing beside the bed.

…

What's going on here?

Wait, let me straighten out the details. Shouldn't I be lying in bed right now?

Yet, Chen Fei saw Old Man Barut's face, covered with blood-red tattoos, and his shiny bald head.

Waking up to see this was seriously freaky.

"What, what's going on?"

Rookie was totally panicked.

Barut said cheerfully, "Time to exercise the body!"

"What?"

Chen Fei was utterly confused.

Exercise what?

Could you please clarify, sir?

"Heh, nothing much, just increasing your chances of survival."

The Neanderthal elder sized up Chen Fei as if he had found an interesting new toy, stretching a big hand to swipe across him a few times, clucking his tongue as if muttering to himself: "Mediocre physique, barely good enough to train."

"I don't need it, though!"

Chen Fei immediately shook his head vehemently.