"What are humans doing running over here?" Sam frowned and complained.
His hearing was much stronger than Eric's, and he had heard the person's heartbeat long ago: "It's fine, he isn't dead yet, really tenacious."
Eric first breathed a sigh of relief, then surprise rose in his heart: "In this weather, from this height, and with a wild chicken and gray rabbit falling on top of him, yet he didn't die..."
This gray rabbit and wild chicken combined weighed several hundred catties. Good heavens, falling from such a height and this person was still breathing...
Incidents of objects thrown from heights in his previous life were countless; even small objects falling from high up would cause massive impact force, which was quite dangerous for humans with thin skin and fragile bodies.
However, in this world of magic and martial arts, this person might be some kind of warrior, so his defense was high. Otherwise, regardless of the weather or the impact, it would be easy to lose one's life.
