"Wow, this dumbass's luck is not bad. An ordinary person has such a low success rate, but he somehow managed to get enhanced."
Zhou Jing clicked his tongue.
He had heard from Barong that among the 50 ordinary people who had not undergone training, only two or three of them had managed to successfully strengthen themselves with mutant blood. Ross' luck attribute was really a little good.
Could the heavens really favor idiots?
Zhou Jing shook his head and ordered, "Take off your clothes and give them to me."
Ross took off his shirt without expression.
His originally ordinary body now had streamlined muscles. It was a muscular but lean figure.
"Good figure… put it on."
Zhou Jing nodded and noted down the obvious changes in Ross's body.
The change was not big. It was fine so long as he was covered. He would not be discovered so easily.