He opened his eyes.
It was the familiar white ceiling.
Su Mo's eyes were empty as he looked at it for a while.
Only then did his eyes gradually regain focus.
He felt the emptiness and dull pain in his body.
He could not help but let out a long sigh.
"It feels so good to be alive."
As he lay on the soft pillow and looked at the clean room, Su Mo sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Although the battle yesterday wasn't that intense, it was the most dangerous one he had ever experienced since he became a Transcendent.
At that time, if Zhang Lie's attack had been a little heavier, or if he had walked up and added another stab.
His life would come to an end yesterday.
Apart from his strength and wit, luck was also an indispensable factor for him to be able to survive.
However, everything could not be pinned on illusory luck.
Therefore, the improvement of strength was very important.
It was especially important.
Su Mo opened his game panel.
