The system called Young Master Huang for a long time.
Young Master Huang was finally able to hear the system's voice.
Unable to open his eyes, he smelled a familiar scent in his nose.
His mouth instinctively ate; this was a newborn baby's instinct.
In weakness and hunger, his mouth could move, thanks to a little strength from the system.
Young Master Huang, in the cold, while nursing, ingested warm milk into his stomach and gradually filled it up.
His body gained a bit more strength, and he slowly opened his eyes.
No wonder there was a familiar smell; turns out it was his Wet Nurse.
"Host, host, do you accept the task?"
Young Master Huang's mind received the system's voice again.
He's not foolish; since now it wants him to accept the luck from his Wet Nurse.
She is the only one who can save him, how could he be so foolish as to take her luck away?
If he wants to take it, he should be rescued first, and accept the task when he receives help from more people.
