Not knowing how long it took, Locke's consciousness became clear again.
Compared to the last time, this time, he felt that the situation in his body had significantly improved. There were already a few more divine powers in the previously dried-up small universe, and his divine consciousness had also condensed a little.
Although he was much better now, he still felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his whole body was out of his control.
As he struggled, a light finally appeared in his eyes.
What he saw was a young and immature face.
"You are awake!"
The young boy was surprised to see that Locke had woken up. At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. "You don't know that you have been in a coma for three days."
Locke moved and tried to sit up by himself. But before he could do anything, a sharp pain came from his body, making his pale face even paler.
"You can't move."