In the darkness, Lingze groggily came to his senses.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but the ropes tightly wrapped around him clearly told him that he was still in danger.
Everything around seemed quiet. Where was Black Mantis? And where were the people guarding him?
As his consciousness slowly returned, the emptiness in his stomach brought on a feeling of hunger.
He hadn't eaten for two days. No wonder he was so hungry.
The wound from his severed injury still throbbed faintly. Trying to struggle a bit, Lingze found that the way the ropes were tied left him with no leverage.
Were they all asleep already? If he could break free from the ropes now, he might have a chance to escape.
But, he was so hungry, with no strength left in his body.
"Someone, someone..."
His voice was hoarse and weak.
"Is anyone there? I need water, I need food, I need to use the toilet..."
