The wind had stopped completely.
The air was hot enough to set a person's lungs on fire.
Luo Ye plunged straight down to the very bottom of the crater.
Boom.
The soil at the bottom had long since been baked into hard, glassy crystals by temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees.
As his feet hit the ground,
two long, thick cracks split straight through the glassy surface.
Scalding waves of heat surged in every direction.
Luo Ye glanced down.
Those tattered beach shorts of his
had already been burned to ash by the lingering heat of the nuclear blast while he was still in midair.
Now he was stark naked.
Not even a scrap of thread remained.
Luo Ye wasn't embarrassed in the slightest.
He planted his hands on his hips.
His face was full of distress and irritation.
"Old man, you were way too careless with that ultimate move."
Luo Ye cursed and shouted into the air.
"These shorts were a limited edition."
"They cost me several hundred Jenny."
"The Hunter Association is picking up this entire bill."
"If it's even one coin short, I'll smash down the front doors of your headquarters myself."
Thick, dark red smoke filled the air.
It was the deadly poison left at the heart of the Poor Man's Rose's explosion.
This toxin was extraordinarily contagious and lethal.
Even the slightest contact
would cause a living creature's cells to break down and rot from within.
Luo Ye stood at the very center of the crater floor.
He had no intention of holding his breath.
Instead, he opened his mouth wide.
Like a kitchen exhaust fan,
he sucked great mouthfuls of that dark red poison smoke into his lungs.
The instant the toxin entered his body,
Luo Ye's expression changed.
He doubled over sharply.