As Shi Tian retrieved the medical kit from the Dimension Ring, he couldn't help but appreciate the convenience of such advanced technology. It was a stark contrast to the harsh and primitive world that he had initially awakened to.
Back then, when he was severely injured by the Armored Rat's attack, he could only grit his teeth and muster through the pain, praying that the wounds would heal by themselves.
Luckily, he was in far better condition now than in the past.
"I should probably thank the previous tenant for having a medical kit prepared for me. I only need a few more things to complete it," Shi Tian muttered, gratitude in his heart for the deceased previous tenant's generosity.
It was always right to show gratitude when someone had extended a helping hand, even if that someone was no longer alive. A silent prayer for the departed tenant's well-being in the afterlife was a small gesture that cost him nothing.