Mo Ling did not know why it had to be cola.
This heartfelt "craving" had been there ever since he woke up. Not only had it not faded by now, it had grown stronger and stronger. The more he tasted other things, the more obvious the craving became.
Whenever he ate other food, he felt as though something was missing from his mouth. Whether it was sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, or salty, he would think, How nice would it be to take a sip of cola and wash away the taste in my mouth?
And whenever he was not eating, he would find himself thinking, I really want a sip of cola to quench my thirst.
No matter what, the thought of wanting cola would pop into his mind somehow. Even while eating the sweets Director Wang had provided, he would think, I really want to see whether cola is sweeter or these sweets are sweeter. Before he knew it, his thoughts had circled back to cola again.
This strange "addiction" tormented Mo Ling constantly.
Though it did not cause him any tangible harm, it kept making his heart itch, like a little bug crawling around inside his clothes that he could never catch.
Now that he could finally drink the cola he had been longing for, Mo Ling swallowed and teleported the "old-version" cola Director Wang had painstakingly prepared to his side.
He checked the packaging again. Once he confirmed there was nothing wrong with it, he expertly pulled the tab open. A fresh scent wafted out alongside the bubbling fizz.
Mo Ling's memories were instantly stirred. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have drunk cola many times in the Abyss, but the scenes of drinking it were all blurry. He only remembered the sheer satisfaction whenever the