Fome, minha picareta pode evoluir.

Virtual Pickaxe Lv.0 (Non-Physical)

Liu Hen was awakened by the cold.

Upon waking, besides the hallucination-like data flashing through his mind, his first sensation was the intense cold.

An unbearable chill, as if his entire body was losing feeling from freezing.

It was as if someone had stuffed him into a refrigerator.

Immediately following was a fierce hunger.

His stomach felt like it was on fire, seemingly consuming itself from within. His digestive organs were breaking down his own fat reserves to keep him alive.

At that moment, he suddenly sensed someone touching his body, startling him into instinctively opening his eyes.

In the faint light, he saw a raggedly dressed man pulling a fist-sized yellow stone from the pocket of his equally tattered clothes.

Seeing him awake, the man’s expression shifted slightly, then suddenly swung something down at Liu Hen’s head.

Under the immediate threat of death, Liu Hen reflexively raised his left hand, using the object he held to block the blow.

With a loud bang, his already numb arm from the cold lost all sensation.

“Pyrite?!”

Suddenly, a slightly hoarse female voice rang out, and the attacker was kicked to the ground.

He scrambled up and fled, but was quickly caught by a petite woman.

They fought fiercely, every strike deadly, several times nearly stepping on a bewildered Liu Hen.

“What’s going on? Where is this place?”

Liu Hen struggled to rise, but his body was so weak and frozen stiff that he couldn’t move.

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