She didn't know if Yiming had used this much spiritual spring water and had her help, whether the effect would have almost been as good. But she didn't dare to gamble, compared to Ye, she dared not trust Yiming even more!
Just as her feelings became increasingly complex, Ye opened his eyes. Then, he twitched his nose and tightly furrowed his brows, "What's going...on..."
Even before Ye had opened his eyes, he had smelled a foul stench, different from the odor emitted by zombies,, more like the distinctive smell of excrement, but much fouler.
He couldn't stand it anymore and opened his eyes, instinctively wanting to ask Yuxin what was going on, but before he could finish speaking, he realized that his whole body was filthy,, with something sticky clinging to him, making him feel disgustingly uncomfortable. And that foul stench was emanating from him.
Ye cast his eyes downward, silently observing his current appearance, feeling completely ruined.
