Chapter 35 Leveling Up

• Maverick's muscles were transforming, growing tougher and stronger, both internally and externally. His senses were heightened, too - he suddenly felt like he could see dirt in the air with precision, watching as the tiny particles danced around him. Even his hearing had become more acute, picking up on the faintest sounds.
• With a deep breath, Maverick clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power course through his veins. He knew that taking down 100 men at once would be child's play with his newfound strength. His gaze drifted toward the zombies shuffling in the distance, but his attention was diverted by a dusty Lexus parked beside him.
• Maverick's eyes narrowed, his fist tightening into a formidable hammer. With a quick spin, he unleashed a devastating punch, aiming straight for the car's bonnet.