The man turned and left, as if he had made some kind of decision, never looking back at him again.
To leave, according to the dictionary, meant separating from a person or a place. At that moment, Lin Li understood what leaving truly meant.
"Bro, I'm not sick!" Lin Li shouted.
But the man's footsteps only grew more hurried.
Still, fortunately, he had just tossed down his cigarette butt.
Lin Li picked up the cigarette butt and pressed it against his arm. The searing sting made his arm twitch slightly.
Just as he had expected, since his other attributes had shown progress before, burning himself like this did indeed increase "Fire." It was just an extremely small increase.
Lin Li tossed away the cigarette butt and crushed it out, then used Healing to treat the several burn marks on his arm.
Healing's effects had grown along with his strength. It was no longer that barely useful ability from the beginning, the one that took several attempts even to fade a bruise.
After three days apart, one should look at someone with new eyes. Healing was no longer the useless ability he had first encountered in September. It was now the useless ability of November.
—Now, bruises and the like could be cleared in one go.
The fresh burn scars quickly faded until they were nearly invisible unless inspected closely. One more treatment would restore them completely.
With this ability, Lin Li felt he was pretty suited to grabbing a can of Monster Energy Drink and turning his wrists into Slit Wrist OD Pills, becoming one of those visual-kei landmine guys.
According to stereotypes, as long as you weren't afraid of landmine girls blowing up or clinging to you like ghosts, you could sleep around freely in that circle.
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