Zhao Xun took all the remaining buns out of his Storage Slot and ate them, then gulped down a bottle of mineral water.
The heavy drain on his mental power had also made him hungrier.
He couldn't skimp on this meal.
Eating more and filling his stomach would help restore a little of his mental power, too.
After finishing the remaining buns, Zhao Xun opened a can of meat left in his Hiking Backpack and ate every last scrap.
Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, Zhao Xun moved to a cleaner spot.
He took his adoptive mother's body out of the Fourth Storage Slot.
He couldn't see or smell it while it was in the Storage Slot, but once he took it out, he clearly saw the patches of lividity on her body and smelled the unmistakable stench of decay.
It had been nearly a week.
Apparently, after the Demon died, the effects of the special ability he had used on his adoptive mother were fading as well.
That was to be expected.
At this rate, it wouldn't be long before her body decomposed completely.
Zhao Xun smoothed the hair beside his adoptive mother's ears, his eyes lowering slightly.
Sadly, he could no longer bring her body back to the real world.
With a calm expression, he tidied her appearance and took out his phone to take a few proper photographs, so he could make a memorial portrait later.
Then he burned her body.
He controlled the intensity of the flames as carefully as possible, keeping the Samadhi True Fire from burning away even her ashes.
Then he rummaged through his suitcase and the Volunteer's Hiking Backpack in his Storage Slot, eventually finding a roll of trash bags in the Volunteer's Hiking Backpack.
He collected all his adoptive