245 God said, let there be weekends.

"Zhou!"

Zhe Bu suddenly roared awake, but all he could see was darkness, hearing only his own heavy breathing.

He was dazed for a long time before slowly reaching out to his surroundings.

He evidently touched a rectangular little box, then a syringe, as well as bottled water and a sandwich emitting a rancid smell...

He felt his own right arm, the sleeve rolled up to expose skin, and slowly opened his mouth.

He had been saved...

Although he still felt heavy-headed and parched, he was certain that he had been rescued...

Was it Lin Yuanzhi...

Even though he hadn't seen her, it could only have been her. She had checked the backpack, so she must have found the antidote then.

But how did she manage? Why hadn't Zhou Yaxuan made his move?

He couldn't think clearly...

Zhe Bu rubbed his aching head and turned his gaze towards the cave entrance, which was faintly lit by firelight.

He might as well look for someone who could think clearly.

He couldn't stay here.