"Wow, that feels good....."
After dinner, once he confirmed that his wounds were closing at a visible rate, Lu Ping'an went up to the deck.
This time, wherever he went, he attracted countless glances, some wary, some seemingly friendly greetings... He faced it all calmly; perhaps this would become the new normal.
"How's the situation?"
".....Just average. It's not as popular with the audience or as exciting as your fights."
While licking the lid of a yogurt container, Lu Ping'an chatted with Wang Hai, who had been watching the competition.
"Heh, you're not going down for a bit of fun?"
As he spoke, Lu Ping'an also opened a can of fruit, swallowing more than half in just two bites. He definitely needed to replenish his energy and fluids now.
In this environment, sealed food and water sources are a bit more reliable... God knows how many people are hoping for Lu Ping'an to suddenly drop dead.
"Forget it, I'm well aware of my limits. This is enough for me now...."
