Fatty Wang's Fortuitous Encounter

Hua Qiang and his two companions strolled through the Falling Leaf Forest. As Hua Qiang recounted his experiences over the years, the two men felt a mix of emotions, especially feeling sorry for their son.

Gu Hongyan, in particular, kept asking about everything, big and small, even wanting to know how old Hua Qiang was when he wet the bed.

Hua Qiang's face turned black. This is too inappropriate. How did he know?

His soul hasn't been here for very long, you should ask the original owner about this!

It seems the original owner had blocked out all information in this regard.

He didn't know if he had never wet the bed and had no memory of it, or if he had wet the bed too often and didn't want to retain such a memory.

Hua Xingchen listened attentively the whole way without interrupting.

He memorized every word Hua Qiang said, filling the void he had felt as a father over the years.

Before they knew it, the three of them had passed through a forest, and not far ahead was a wide-open valley.

In the valley, Wang Baoyuan was fiercely fighting with several Brown Bear.

This guy, who was originally extremely overweight, did something unexpected while taking the college entrance College Entrance Examination in a state of dejection.

At that time, he was hurriedly searching for Mutant Beasts to kill and earn points.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had stepped on something strange. Before he could react, he had accidentally triggered a hidden mechanism.

In an instant, the ground seemed to crack open, and he fell into a bottomless dry well without any warning.

The dry well was tens of meters deep, and he fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

With a "bang," he fell to the bottom of the well and immediately lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Baoyuan finally woke up.

I felt dizzy and my whole body ached as if I had been run over by a truck.

He tried to move, but found that his bones felt like they were falling apart. Every movement caused excruciating pain, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

He tried to take a deep breath to relieve the pain, but found it difficult to breathe, as if a large rock was pressing on his chest.

At this moment, his stomach began to rumble, the sound particularly loud in the quiet depths of the well.

Wang Baoyuan had no recollection of how long he had gone without eating; he only knew that his stomach was completely empty.

The hunger felt like an invisible hand, tearing at his stomach and intestines.

His stomach was protesting loudly, and his smartwatch, which he used for his exams, had somehow been lost somewhere during the fall.

The surroundings were deathly silent; he couldn't hear any sound from outside, as if he had been forgotten by the entire world in this dark, dry well.

Squeak!

Quack quack!

Suddenly, two voices reached his ears, sounding particularly jarring in the silent, dry well.

Two monsters appeared in Wang Baoyuan's sight: a centipede nearly a foot long with a snowy white body, and a toad with a fiery red body. The two monsters faced each other, constantly emitting squeaking and croaking sounds.

Suddenly, the two monsters leaped up and pounced on each other.

The snow-white centipede shot out like a bolt of lightning, its countless long legs dancing rapidly in the air, accompanied by a fierce whistling sound.

The centipede opened its mouth, which was full of sharp teeth, and bit at the toad.

Not to be outdone, the fiery red toad swelled its round belly and leaped into the air, spitting out a mouthful of scorching flames at the centipede.

Flames shot at the centipede like arrows, and the surrounding air instantly became unbearably hot.

Sensing the threat of the flames, the centipede nimbly twisted its body, making a sharp turn in mid-air to narrowly avoid the attack.

Using the momentum of its escape, the centipede quickly coiled around the toad's body.

Its body tightened in circles, trying to strangle the toad.

The toad used its thick, powerful hind legs to kick the centipede repeatedly, each kick carrying great force, causing the centipede's body to shake violently from the impact.

Seeing that it couldn't break free, the fiery red toad opened its mouth and lunged at the centipede.

The bite landed on the centipede's body, causing it to wince in pain, loosen its grip, and quickly spring away.

At this point, several segments of the centipede's body had been bitten open, and blue blood was seeping from the wounds.

The toad's body was also scratched by the centipede's sharp legs, the bloodstains on its fiery red skin standing out starkly.

After a brief separation, the two monsters glared at each other again, emitting even more intense squeaks and croaks as they provoked each other.

The next moment, the two sides were locked in combat again.

Wang Baoyuan seemed frozen in place, his eyes wide as bells, staring intently at the unbelievable scene before him, his mouth First Elder, his jaw almost dislocated.

The battle between the pure white centipede and the fiery red toad grew increasingly fierce, with each attack carrying a ruthless, all-or-nothing intent.

After another round of fierce fighting, the centipede gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Its normally agile and powerful body now appeared somewhat flustered, its numerous legs flailing wildly in the air, trying to withstand wave after wave of the toad's fierce attacks.

The toad pressed its advantage, each leap and pounce carrying a powerful sense of pressure.

Just then, the disheveled centipede happened to approach Wang Baoyuan.

The centipede saw a dark hole on the side of the hole and, without hesitation, darted inside.

How could the fiery red toad let it escape? Without a second thought, it plunged in as well.

Wang Baoyuan had no idea that the two monsters, who were engaged in a fierce battle, would suddenly run into his stomach.

The next moment, an unbearable, excruciating pain surged from his abdomen like a raging tide.

The pain felt like countless sharp knives churning inside his stomach, or like a raging fire burning within him.

Wang Baoyuan clutched his stomach tightly with both hands, rolling around on the ground, his body contorted into various shapes, like a fish that had been thrown onto the shore and was struggling to survive.

He tried to relieve the excruciating pain by rolling around, but to no avail.

Instantly, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, which rolled down his cheeks and soaked the ground.

It let out painful howls, the sound echoing in the silent, dry well, making it sound incredibly pitiful.

However, the pain was too intense, and he soon couldn't bear it. His vision went black, and he died from the pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Baoyuan finally woke up slowly.

Opening his eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his body. His body, which had been aching all over, was now completely free of pain, replaced by an explosive power.

He suddenly leaped up and threw a punch forward.

He punched a large hole in the dry well's stone wall.

Wang Baoyuan looked at his fist, hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and then burst into laughter.