Wang Hao and Mi Xiu indeed ended up walking for nearly an hour and a half before reaching the roadside.
Mi Xiu, too tired to care about getting dirty, promptly sat down on the curb.
"I can't do this anymore, I'm dead tired!" Mi Xiu heaved deep breaths while constantly rubbing her legs. "I never thought it would take so long to walk just three kilometers. My feet are killing me!"
"I told you so, didn't I?" Wang Hao stood by without a hint of redness in his face or shortness of breath. Speaking of which, his physical fitness was honestly beyond reproach. After being transformed by the luck dice, his endurance was so freakishly high he had no equals!
Of course, for every gain, there must be a loss—right now, he just felt hungry, the kind with a gnawing stomach.
After all, with improved physical condition, Little Hao's energy needs had greatly increased.
