Chapter 39: Captive of Gourmet Food (Please Follow)

In the narrow and dimly lit stairwell.

Fang Cheng, carrying a gas canister with one hand, climbed the steps with agility.

Zhou Xiumei clasped her hands in front of her, head bowed, and followed him while carrying two bags.

Inside were Fang Cheng's changed clothes, along with freshly hot buns and soy milk.

When the two reached the landing on the fifth floor.

Fang Cheng set the gas canister on the ground and then switched to continue lifting it with his left hand.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiumei quickly stepped forward and spoke:

"Brother Cheng, why not rest for a bit? Don't overexert yourself."

Fang Cheng sighed lightly and shook his head.

12 points of strength, 20 points of constitution.

Carrying a gas canister up to the ninth floor was still a relatively easy task.

The effort was far less than doing a hundred push-ups continuously; there was no need for rest.

However, recalling a month ago, he needed to carry it up himself, stopping for half a minute at every floor.