Another ordinary night.
Wang Wu emerged from his concealed dormant state. First, he went to the stream and guzzled down a bellyful of water, gaining 50 points of satiety and recovering a little Health Points. Then he carefully washed himself, though there was no way to bring warmth to anyone.
Come to think of it, ever since the Devil Vine had passed through, he had not eaten for a long time. He had previously lain dormant at North Mountain Root for eight days, and his Growth Rate had dropped quite a bit. Now, living on water alone would not lower his Growth Rate, but increasing it was impossible.
He was now a malnourished little bear.
But he did not care much. He felt he could hold on for another month or two without a problem.
At that moment, Wang Wu headed straight for the low hill where the rat hole was located. After roughly determining the direction, he began digging at a corner beneath the hill. Since there was an entrance to the rat hole above the hill, he would definitely be able to dig into it from below. The only question was how long it would take.
Wang Wu's claws were still quite sharp and hard. This seemed to be related to his growth stage and defense value.
He had tested it before. If he used all his strength to strike and slap rocks with his claws, they hurt only a little; things like fractured bones or broken claws would not happen.
If he clawed with force, he could already leave five claw marks about a centimeter deep in hard rock. They looked rather convincing.
With such sharpness, their power would be even greater against tree trunks.
So using them to dig soil now was not quite suited to