Fortunately, when the juice of the "Jiayi Bug" dripped onto Zhao Yuxuan's hand, it just made him feel a little itchy. He subconsciously let out a long sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced in his heart, thinking that this "Jiayi Bug" might not be a big deal after all.
However, Zhao Yuxuan soon realized that he was terribly wrong. Just a few minutes later, a stabbing pain came from his left hand. The pain was like a sharp needle suddenly piercing into the skin without warning, completely unexpected. Immediately after, the stinging sensation, like a raging tide, quickly grew more and more intense. It felt as if the entire left hand was being mercilessly roasted by a raging fire, or as if it had suffered the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart all at once. The feeling of pain came crashing down on him like a landslide, making it unbearable for him.
Zhao Yuxuan let out a miserable scream of "Ah" and then involuntarily fell to the ground and rolled around. At this moment, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't even have time to regret his reckless behavior. Under the torture of this intense pain, there was only one thought left in his mind - death. This pain was so excruciating that he felt that life was worse than death, as if only death was the only way to escape this endless pain.
He didn't know how long he had been screaming so pitifully, but finally, Zhao Yuxuan fainted from the unbearable pain.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly regained consciousness. As soon as he woke up, he noticed that his whole body was burning hot, as if he were being roasted over a fire. Enduring the discomfort of his body, he carefully examined his condition. At this sight, he couldn't help but be greatly shocked. His left hand had rotted quite seriously. The rotting appearance was so horrible that one could hardly bear to look at it. Many red spots also appeared on his body, like marks left by a devil. Moreover, he felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible, powerful hand. The suffocating feeling was so strong that it seemed as if his heart would stop beating at any moment.
Only at this moment did Zhao Yuxuan suddenly realize that he had made a huge mistake. The method mentioned by Zhao Qixuan was probably never really tried by anyone. The toxicity of this "Jiayi Bug" was far beyond his imagination. This toxin was not only corroding his skin, but the deadly poison gas was also invading his whole body unimpeded, wreaking havoc inside him.
Zhao Yuxuan didn't want to die so easily. His will to survive was strongly aroused at this moment. He tried to struggle to get up and wanted to return to Tianwang Fort to ask for help. However, his body was now like being pinned down by an invisible, extremely heavy mountain, unable to move an inch. He wanted to shout for help loudly, but found that he had no strength left to do so.
Just as Zhao Yuxuan's life was fading away in silence and helplessness, a large black object suddenly appeared in his eyes. With great effort, he raised his eyes to look and was astonished to find that it was the highly intelligent human - like ape, Lin Junhui.
Lin Junhui held a large handful of leaves of some kind in his furry big hand. He made a "Wuwu" sound in his throat, which was particularly abrupt in this quiet environment. Then, he crouched down and, with a slightly clumsy but very quick motion, stuffed a leaf into Zhao Yuxuan's mouth.
Although Zhao Yuxuan's mind was a bit blurred by the pain at this time, he hadn't completely lost consciousness. He realized that Lin Junhui must have a reason for doing this. Maybe this leaf was the key to saving his life. So, with all his strength, gathering all the life potential in his body, he chewed the leaf vigorously. Instantly, a stinking and bitter taste rushed straight to his brain center. The taste was like a mixture of rotten fish and bitter herbs, making him almost vomit. But he knew in his heart that his life or death might depend on this moment, so he still endured the uncomfortable feeling and continued to chew the leaf vigorously.
Seeing that he had eaten the leaf, Lin Junhui opened his big mouth and made two "Huohuo" sounds again. He looked very happy. Then, he fed the remaining leaves to Zhao Yuxuan one by one until he had swallowed all of them.
After eating those leaves, Zhao Yuxuan felt a wave of drowsiness sweeping over him, and he fell into a deep sleep again.
When he woke up again, night had fallen. A bonfire was burning in the cave, and the dancing flames cast mottled shadows on the cave walls. Lin Junhui was quietly staying beside him, like a loyal guardian.
Zhao Yuxuan felt that his body was not as hot as before and had regained some strength. He slowly sat up and saw that his left hand was still black - red in color, and the degree of decay was still very serious, looking completely out of shape. However, he also noticed that the red spots on his body had dissipated a great deal. It seemed that the toxicity of the "Jiayi Bug" had been controlled to a certain extent.
Zhao Yuxuan knew very well in his heart that it was Lin Junhui who had saved him. He couldn't help but recall that he had once hurt Lin Junhui, but now he was repaying evil with good. This was far better than many humans. His heart was full of gratitude, and he sincerely said, "Brother Lin Junhui, thank you very much. I will surely remember this kindness in my heart."
Lin Junhui seemed to be able to understand his words. He actually shook his head while making "Huohuo" laughter. The laughter echoed in the cave, as if it were a warm response.
In this way, with Lin Junhui's help, the toxicity in Zhao Yuxuan's body was completely controlled. However, his left hand was still continuing to rot. A week later, the condition of his left hand became even worse, and even the bones began to show. The pain was like countless small knives scraping on the bones, beyond the limit that the human body could bear, and it was simply indescribable in words. But he had nowhere to escape and could only bear all this silently. Whenever the pain was unbearable, he would roll on the ground and scream wildly, while Lin Junhui would jump and shout beside him. His furry face was full of anxious expressions but also seemed a bit at a loss.
Finally, a miracle happened. Two weeks later, Zhao Yuxuan was pleasantly surprised to find that new flesh had actually started to grow on his hand. At this time, Lin Junhui found a kind of leaf from somewhere again. He gestured for Zhao Yuxuan to smear it on his left hand. Zhao Yuxuan had full trust in Lin Junhui, without any doubt, and did as he was told without hesitation. When the sap of the leaf was smeared on his hand, he only felt a cool feeling, like a clear spring flowing through his tortured left hand, making him feel very comfortable.
Since he started smearing that sap, Zhao Yuxuan clearly felt that the muscles on his hand seemed to grow a bit faster than before. Every day, apart from bringing him food, Lin Junhui would painstakingly go to pick fresh leaves. Three months later, his hand had completely recovered. But strangely, his hand was not as hard as iron like Zhao Qixuan's, but felt soft and elastic when touched, just a bit shiny as if soaked in oil.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Yuxuan's heart tightened, and his heart sank rapidly. He couldn't help but secretly doubt whether Zhao Qixuan's method was useless at all. For this hand, he had endured so much pain, suffered so many unbearable pains, and almost lost his life. Unexpectedly, it had not achieved the expected effect.
In disappointment, with a hint of curiosity and a tentative mentality, he tried to pick up a sharp - edged stone flake and slash it towards his left palm. To his surprise, he didn't feel much pain. This discovery greatly astonished him, so he increased his strength. He saw the stone flake slash across his palm, but the palm muscles bounced back resiliently, without even a red mark on it.
At this, he was overjoyed in his heart, as if he had suddenly seen a glimmer of hope in the darkness. He then excitedly took out the dagger he carried with him and stabbed it towards his palm. When the tip of the dagger touched the skin, it didn't immediately feel the stinging pain as before. Only when he applied a little more force would the skin be punctured. He only felt something pressing on it, and then saw the skin contract very resiliently with the tip of the dagger. For a while, it was not punctured. It was only when he stabbed with a great deal of force that he felt a little pain.
Then, he found a wooden stick as thick as three fingers and placed it between two stones. Then he stretched out his left hand and suddenly chopped towards the middle. The wooden stick immediately snapped into two pieces with a "Kala" sound, while his hand still didn't feel any pain.
Zhao Yuxuan let out a loud "Ah", which was full of surprise and excitement. Immediately after, it was followed by unrestrained laughter, wild laughter. He had succeeded, really succeeded. His hand was finally completely different from before. At least when climbing mountains, he could hold on more firmly, and when hitting someone, it would surely be more powerful.
However, Zhao Yuxuan was not carried away by this great joy. He quickly calmed down. He knew very well that although one of his hands had changed, this was just the beginning. He still lacked the most basic strength and the experience of combining actual combat with the boxing manual. He was still far from meeting the two conditions proposed by Li Ruize.
Nevertheless, the success of his left hand gave Zhao Yuxuan confidence. So, he began to do the same to his right hand. After experiencing the same pain and torture, his right hand also became as tough and unbreakable as his left hand.
Next, he was going to practice strength. Zhao Yuxuan had once heard of a method, which was to tie iron sandbags on the body for running or jumping. Once the iron sandbags were untied, there would be special effects.
Zhao Yuxuan searched everywhere but couldn't find any iron sand. So, he had a brainwave and came up with a crude method, that was to tie those heavy rocks on his body. When walking, he would tie large rocks on his body. The heavy rocks pressed on him, making every step extremely difficult; when practicing climbing, he would also tie some small rocks on his body. Although these rocks were smaller, they also added a lot of difficulty during the climbing process; and when practicing the mobile phone boxing method, he would tie rocks all over his limbs. It felt like being bound by countless heavy objects, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.
During these days, the greatest difficulty was not fatigue, but extreme loneliness and boredom. Zhao Yuxuan was alone in this remote place, with no one around to communicate with. He had been tempted to return to Tianwang Fort several times to get some fresh air, find someone to talk to, and free himself from this endless loneliness. But in the end, he gave up this idea. His heart was full of fear. He was afraid that once he went out, he would not be able to keep going and might even choose to give up. Then all his previous efforts would be in vain. He must not give himself any chance to slack off because even he himself didn't believe that he could have endured until now, nor did he know how much his endurance was and where his limit was.