Crouching down, Yang Xiao peered through the gap in the middle of the box. Thanks to the dim light, he saw clearly—a body was hidden behind the table, curled up tightly because of the cold. The half-visible, pale face was his own!
Indeed, finding the body allowed for recognition. To some extent, the rag doll hadn't lied to him.
Stretching his hand through the gap in the box and barely touching his own body, Yang Xiao suddenly shuddered violently. His body was very cold, nearly frozen stiff, and at this rate, within one to two hours, he would be dead from the cold.
Moreover, while touching the body, an eerie sensation spread from the bottom of his heart. There was a strange connection between him and his body, making Yang Xiao sure that he could take back control of his body. However, the precondition was that he needed time and to not be disturbed by external forces during the connection process. He roughly estimated, the entire process would need at least 10 minutes.
