He didn't want to expose his attack method prematurely, lest these people prepare their defenses in advance.
He planned to strike a blow that they would not expect, and that blow would also be the last.
Just like that.
Chen Miao worked tirelessly like an old ox, beginning to toil day and night with extreme earnestness in the sky, the vast area was simply too large, and the workload had far exceeded his expectations.
This meant that he had no time to rest at all.
He hadn't slept in over fifty hours, and even when he had to use the bathroom, he would hurriedly find a deserted place to quickly relieve himself. He subsisted on fast-food products, while Hungry Monkey and Zhou Shen provided comedic banter behind him to help keep Chen Miao's mind alert.
But whether it was the nature of the comedy itself being somewhat sleep-inducing,
Or whether Hungry Monkey and Zhou Shen were just that bad at it,
Chen Miao only grew more tired.
"Can't do this anymore."
