Senior, I Really Don't Taste Good! (4)

In addition, there was a special reason why he didn't dare to act rashly. Hence, he sat down cross-legged and spread out his Poison Restriction while recovering from his injuries.

He then spoke softly, gradually sharing what he knew about the history of the outside world. Occasionally, when his injuries flared up, he would pause to adjust before continuing to speak. Throughout this process, he maintained an extreme level of tension and vigilance.

Just like that, time flowed by.

A day later, Xu Qing finished speaking.

The blue eyes in the coffin revealed a hint of reminiscence. After a long time, a murmur echoed.

"The human race is actually in such dire straits…"

Xu Qing fell silent.

A long time later, a soft sigh rang out from the coffin. That pair of blue eyes looked at Xu Qing again.

"Kid, your injuries are very serious."