Chu Zheng now doesn't even know what obsession he has, he cuts off distracting thoughts and only focuses on moving forward.
Suddenly, his vision went black, his body weakened, and he fell to the ground, losing consciousness in an instant.
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...
"Wake up."
The gentle call by his ear made Chu Zheng slowly regain consciousness, the scent of yellow earth filled his nose with a hint of a stench.
He slowly opened his eyes but was dazzled by the morning light, seeing nothing but a white blur. A dull pain came from the back of his head, causing him to frown reflexively, only subsiding after a while.
"Already dumb, now even more hopeless."
A sigh came from above his head, Chu Zheng was slightly shocked, he looked up and saw a girl a little over ten years old, crouched in front of him, holding a bowl of steaming wontons.
The girl put down the wontons in her hand, broke off a piece of the porcelain bowl with two fingers, and instructed:
