Wang Linchi walked out of the space. He had no idea where he was, but that didn't matter—at least he was out.
"The skull's scrap." Wang Linchi looked at the crystal skull that had turned to powder in his hand. This thing was originally just made from an ordinary person. The fact that it let him pull all this off was already pretty damn good; no point asking for more.
"Hungry… it's been a long time since I last felt this kind of sensation." Wang Linchi could feel every cell in his body clamoring for nutrients.
"Sooner or later I'm swapping all of you out…"
He griped under his breath. Of course he knew he was hungry, but look at where he was—nothing but sand everywhere, and it wasn't like he could eat that.
