The golden sunlight sprinkled across the boundless sea, as though someone had flung a large bowl of broken gold onto the surface, which shimmered with each breeze.
This was a scene that could win an international photography competition.
But Wang Ran had no time to appreciate the beauty,
as he stared anxiously at the words that appeared before him.
His goal was to survive on Lona Island for a hundred days, but he had run into such trouble on the very first day that, if not handled properly, at least one between "Human Jinx" and "Deity Descending" would have to be sacrificed.
Just then, things took a turn for the better.
"Er's one consciousness wanted to punch you, while the other wanted to stab your butt with earth spikes, and the two were quarreling nonstop in his head,"
"Er's movements became distorted,"
"You seized the opportunity to counterattack, trading blow for blow, and for a moment actually managed to suppress Er,"
"You fought fiercely,"