Standing in a silent room, where only nibbles and strange gnawing sounds manifested a few times, Isaac continued to unseal the seals of the hundred seeds one by one.
[Alert: your HPs are at a critical level.]
[HP: 10/200.]
Seeing this, Isaac frowns, temporarily stopping his job.
Now that he has a slightly high level and a body as robust as metal, not to mention a metabolism that can withstand a large amount of energy in vitality and magic, he takes out one of his high-level healing potions.
But despite all these assurances, the hesitation was always noticeable in his gaze as he removed the bottle from his potion.
Not wanting to take unnecessary risks, he pours a single drop into his mouth.
-Thump-Thump! Thump-Thump!
Like a war drum, his heart fiercely beats in his chest, giving him the impression of exploding from one moment to the next.
-Keukh!!