Even after the mutant beasts outside fell silent, Tang Mo remained seated, unable to straighten her back.
She hadn't noticed during the fight, but now that she was relaxing, she realized she had completely depleted both her physical stamina and spiritual power in those ten-plus minutes.
A sharp pain shot through her arm. Looking at the gash carved out by a mutant beast's tooth, still sticky with its bodily fluids, Tang Mo felt a wave of nausea.
Her left arm, the one she had plunged into the beast's abdomen to retrieve the Crystal Stone, was also covered in blood and slime. The only difference was that this blood wasn't hers.
Unable to stand her current state any longer, Tang Mo endured the pain and took a large barrel of mineral water out from her Space. She quickly stripped off her clothes and scrubbed herself clean with a towel.
Once her body and hair felt fresh again, she put on a new set of clothes and then took out medicine and gauze to bandage her wound.
