Xiao Jie lay quietly in the darkness, the pain enveloping him relentlessly. Yet, even in such agony, it brought him unprecedented comfort. Compared to the terrifying torture of daylight, it felt almost like being in Heaven.
Two lifetimes as an ordinary man, he had never endured such suffering or hardship.
He couldn't even fathom how he managed to hold on.
Though he survived the first day, could he continue to endure the coming ones?
Xiao Jie never considered himself a so-called tough guy. This day's perseverance was sustained merely by his desire to become an Immortal and the determination to resurrect his companions.
If such interrogation continues indefinitely, Xiao Jie feels he will eventually collapse.
Once he opens his mouth, it's game over.
No, there is still hope! Xiao Jie whispered to himself. Based on his understanding of the game, the system would never play him to death in this manner.
