His body seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into the sea. Feng Qi tried to break free from this uncontrollable state, but no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the seawater's restraints.
The light before his eyes gradually faded as he sank ever deeper.
Just as Feng Qi thought he was about to fall into an endless abyss, a familiar voice instantly dragged him out of the illusion.
Little bro, get up and haul bricks!
When he opened his bloodshot eyes, Feng Qi nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.
The state of being entangled by Negative Emotions had appeared again.
He reached for the Mental Soothing Potion placed beside the metal container. Wei Wei had clearly anticipated his current condition and prepared it for him in advance.
After unscrewing the metal cap, he was about to pour it into his mouth when the narrator's smug voice rang out again:
Aren't you afraid it's expired? This bottle of Mental Soothing Potion might have been sitting here for hundreds of years.
After a brief pause, Feng Qi unhesitatingly continued pouring the Mental Soothing Potion into his mouth.
Wei Wei had definitely considered that problem.
He had always trusted Wei Wei.
Could she possibly harm him by leaving the Mental Soothing Potion here?
The icy liquid flowed down his throat and into his stomach, its cool stimulation gradually suppressing the surging Negative Emotions in his mind.
Letting out a long breath, Feng Qi felt as if he had come back to life.
He looked up at the opened metal container and pressed the "self-destruct" device on it.
This brain's mission was over. It was time for it to rest.
Do you think this brain was forced to get high for 1,500 years? After all, Brain Active Needles essentially force