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Fatso sneered coldly and lifted his fist, fiercely smashing towards the exposed head of the ferocious spirit-armored beetle. This punch landed directly on the creature's eyeball, and a green liquid spurted out from it. The beetle howled in pain and quickly opened its mouth, spitting out a sticky substance at Fatso. However, Fatso seemed to have anticipated this move and executed a perfect backflip to avoid it.

At this moment, the green liquid continued to flow from the beetle's eye, and the strange patterns on its body became more pronounced. The frequency of its wing vibrations increased as well. It maliciously glared at Fatso while continuously glancing towards the direction of the nest where the mother was located.

Meanwhile, David had used the alloy dagger to cut open all the threads surrounding the mother on the cocoon. The mother of the ferocious spirit-armored beetle was now completely exposed in front of him. Unlike the main body of the beetle, the mother was especially fragile, with a nearly transparent body that allowed the beating heart and wings to be seen, thin as cicada wings.

This made David understand why this creature made so many decoy nests. The defenseless and powerless mother could only rely on deception to survive. In the next moment, the alloy dagger in David's hand lightly swept across the mother's body. The mother flapped its wings in pain, emitting a faint trembling sound, and the green liquid began to flow from the wound. It curled up on the ground, struggling in pain.

This action caused the entire ferocious spirit-armored beetle to tremble violently. It opened its mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth, and glared at David, seemingly attempting to fly over and protect its mother.

"Trying to escape? Did you ask me first?" Fatso took a big step forward, swung his fist at the beetle's shell, and once again hit it. After absorbing the blood and bone of the mutated zombies and creatures, Fatso's physical strength erupted! Each punch seemed to carry the force of thunder, unceremoniously smashing into the ferocious spirit-armored beetle's body. Even on his fists, a whistling fist wind stirred, and in an instant, Fatso brought his physical strength to its most terrifying level!

In just three punches, Fatso had smashed a hole in the ferocious spirit-armored beetle's tough shell. The patterns on the shell suddenly dimmed and then brightened again. This sudden change made the beetle's body tremble violently, and it quickly rolled on the ground.

"Wow! This Fatso is way too fierce!" Charles stood to the side, watching Fatso like a war god, shaking his head in awe. He had never expected that this guy's unarmed combat power would be so formidable, capable of smashing a hole in the evolved shell of the ferocious spirit-armored beetle. This strength might even surpass some level 7 or 8 strength-type esper awakened individuals.

David also watched Fatso's every move. He now understood why Fatso didn't use his full strength earlier; he wanted to save face in front of them. However, David's unreasonable attitude and use of force had forced Fatso to reveal his true power.

On the other side, Fatso's fighting spirit became increasingly intense, and his expression turned proud. He looked at the ferocious spirit-armored beetle with a contemptuous gaze. The creature, enraged by Fatso's powerful strikes, ignored the wound on its shell and opened its mouth, fiercely trying to bite Fatso.

Fatso paid no attention to this. He moved his arm and once again swung his fist towards the beetle. However, the ferocious spirit-armored beetle became more cunning after several painful blows from Fatso. When it was about to approach Fatso, it suddenly stopped and sprayed a large blob of sticky liquid at him, completely covering his body and obstructing his vision. Then, the beetle opened its mouth, filled with small teeth, and aimed to bite Fatso's head.

"terrible!" Fatso frowned and tried to avoid it, but the sticky slime prevented him from acting in time. He watched as the Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle was about to swallow his head, but David raised his alloy short knife again and slashed towards the mother body. The Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle convulsed violently, then fell to the ground and writhed in pain. This gave Fatso a chance to break free from the slime.

"You darn beast! You dare to bully me! Today, if I don't send you to the western heavens, I'd be letting down my eighteen generations of ancestors!" Raging with fury, Fatso clenched both fists tightly and pounded at the struggling Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle on the ground. His fists rained down on it like a storm, creating holes after holes on its seemingly impenetrable carapace.

In no time, the Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle was gasping for breath, and the intricate patterns on its carapace disappeared without a trace. Its green blood soaked its entire body. Fatso finally stopped and spat on it.

"Worthless! You think you could sneak attack me with this?" Fatso then looked up at David, nodding in gratitude. If David hadn't intervened in time, he might have already lost his head to this beast's bite.

David only smiled faintly and glanced at Fatso. Observing the weakened breath of the mother body of the Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle, David's face remained expressionless. He could have acted earlier and killed the mother body, causing the Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle to die as well. However, he wanted to see the true strength of Fatso.

The Dawn scavenger was the first one he encountered after his rebirth, and he had a clear understanding of the opponent's strength. Witnessing Fatso's ferocious physical power as he easily defeated the Ferocious Spirit Gold Beetle barehanded, David inwardly nodded to himself. He acknowledged Fatso's strength, which even surpassed some members of his own team. However, in David's eyes, it was still quite ordinary.

Despite this, David had an idea. He wanted to recruit Fatso into his own team. With the identity of a Dawn Collector, he could gain insights into all the zombies and mutated beasts. Combined with Charles' astrological predictions, no zombie or mutant creature in the apocalypse could escape his grasp.

However, David didn't rush to extend the invitation. He wanted to see the true character of Fatso. Everyone allowed to join the Ember Squad not only needed strength but also unique loyalty. Loyalty to the team, loyalty to their teammates, and above all, loyalty to David. These were the rules of the team in the apocalypse. Otherwise, they would inevitably end up entangling themselves in a web of trouble. David didn't want to risk destroying the entire Ember Squad due to his negligence.

After pondering for a moment, David decisively plunged the alloy short knife into the heart of the mother body.