The morning sunlight spilled in.
Chen Feng slowly awoke from his slumber. Even though he had now stepped into the Golden Tier, he was still of flesh and blood, and to maintain a healthy physique, he needed to rely on sleep and food.
To reach the stage of absorbing energy to maintain physiological functions was something only attainable at the Legendary Tier.
Until then, though he possessed great power, he had to live like a normal person.
A set of brand-new clothes was neatly folded on the bedside cabinet. They were not some luxurious adornments; Chen Feng had no special needs for food and clothing. Compared to flashy decorations, he preferred linen fabrics.
Wearing them, when necessary, he could unleash fists and kicks at enemies, rather than feeling restrained. In a fight with an opponent of equal strength, even a second's hesitation could invite the assault of death.
Indeed.
