"Ahh, this feeling sucks!"
In a clearing somewhere in the mountains, a figure was sitting on the ground leaning against a big tree.
He was dressed in a grey traditional Chinese tunic and a round straw hat, exactly like a peasant farmer.
He held a cigarette in his left hand, from which he occasionally dragged.
He looked lonely, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
After reconstituting his body and restoring his cultivation base, he should be terrorizing the world once more. However, missing his private parts was a huge blow to his confidence.
Without those parts, he did not feel like a man at all.
"Sigh!" He sighed, and the feeling of melancholy became stronger.
He smoked cigarette after cigarette to alleviate his sorrow.
"Cigarettes are amazing! Right, and the Internet too. I haven't gone on the Internet for a long time," he mumbled.
