C27 Advancing to Stage Two

After about 10 minutes, Wang Mang had recovered his peak combat strength, even better than when he was still in good condition. There was a layer of greasy, fine black mud on his skin.

Wang Mang used his finger to rub the layer of mud on his arm and put it on his nose to sniff. Urgh! This smell was like the rotten brain of a Zombie placed under the sun and reeking.

Wang Mang had no other choice