Jack didn't waste time climbing out of the tunnel. His entire body was smoking. He was as if a living meat climbing out of a cooking pot. He lay on the floor panting while his blistering skin started to heal. His HP also started to recover. Without his skills, his HP recovered very slowly. But that was not a problem, he only lost around thirty percent of his HP. His HP was simply too high.
After a few seconds of gathering himself, then only he heard the voices. Some were cheering. Some sounded urgent.
"… You crazy mother*cker! You truly make it. Unbelievable…"
"Way to go, bro…!!"
"… Hurry! There is not much time…!"
"… The circular saw almost cut him!!"
The last voice jolted Jack to alert. He was reminded of the purpose he went through that tormenting tunnel. If Kramer died, then he would have suffered for nothing.
