At that moment, Jiang Lay-Dead lay motionless in the pit. By every physical measure, he was dead!
Mentally, however, he was incredibly lively—in fact, he was already cursing up a storm!
What the hell was with those crappy sheep biscuits?
You ate one and dropped dead? And right on the spot, too? Did it really have to happen so fast?!
Jiang Nan had become a corpse, but his mind was still very much awake!
He could even feel the chill of the soil beneath him and the breeze brushing over his body!
But he couldn't move. He'd completely lost control of his body!
The sheep biscuit's ability was to make you play dead on the spot whenever your life was threatened or you ran into danger.
Other people faked their deaths to escape; he actually died to escape. Was that really okay?
Did he have to make it look so convincing?
And she'd used that to scare the hell out of him the whole way here?
Did it really have to be so melodramatic?
Come to think of it, Ziyuan's dream had been spot-on. But could she please dream the whole thing next time?
This was terrifying!
No matter how furiously Jiang Nan cursed in his mind, Jiang Lay-Dead remained peaceful in the pit...
Jiang Nan was about to go crazy. How long was he supposed to stay dead?
It wasn't over yet, either. What if some spirit beast that liked eating corpses took advantage of his death and turned him into a meal?
He still had to go back and find Xue Xue and the others. They'd be worried sick. He didn't even know if they'd managed to get out...
Jiang Nan's thoughts raced on, but it was no use. It was as if the world had forgotten him!