Gradually regaining consciousness, Nian Bing recalled everything that had happened earlier, and suddenly opened his eyes. He found himself in a barren wilderness, the sun casting a gentle warmth upon him, the fresh air making him feel significantly better.
Looking down at himself, Nian Bing cried out in dismay. His Hedgehog Vest was still intact, however, none of the scrolls remained. That was money! Not to mention energy, it had taken him an entire month to craft those scrolls. Simply studying and analyzing the effects of different scrolls and coordinating them had exhausted much of his mental effort. But now, they had all been used up.
Fatty! Where is Fatty? The first person Nian Bing thought of upon regaining consciousness was Fatty. Of course, he was not concerned about Fatty's safety, but rather the safety of Feng Nu who had been taken by Fatty into his Spatial Bag. If Fatty had been obliterated by his own explosion, wouldn't Feng Nu have met the same fate...?