Chapter 357: Meeting the Great Plague Chief

On the way back by carriage.

Knowing Mr. Black White's attitude, Han Dong could freely go to the [Library] to study skills related to 'Magic' without restraint.

All the burdens he had been carrying in his heart were momentarily put down.

Unable to resist his fatigue, he lay directly on the spacious carriage seat and fell into a deep sleep.

The tiredness was natural.

Han Dong's brain had been operating at high efficiency for almost a whopping 30 hours. He was so tired... As he slept on the seat, drool continuously seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

......

No one knew how long he had slept.

When Han Dong woke up again, he smelled a weird mix of sandalwood, rotten eggs, and spoiled organs in the air.

Groggily, he opened his eyes, staring at a black chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

A toad was used as the base of the chandelier, and a candle made from animal fat was burning on it.

In the wooden room.