"Not good, my 'core reactor' seems to be reacting to these pictures... It's getting hotter and hotter," Song Shuhang said with unease.
His core reactor appeared to have been stimulated, constantly releasing heat.
In just two breaths, Song Shuhang was sweating profusely—this kind of sensation was something he hadn't experienced for a while.
Ever since he had begun cultivating, his body had learned to automatically adjust his body temperature so that the heat and cold wouldn't invade his body. God knew how much he had saved in his air-conditioning electricity bill because of this.
But now, as his small golden core was stimulated and began heating up, his spiritual energy fell into turmoil, causing his face to be instantly covered in sweat.
Sweat dripped down his cheeks, dripping onto the floor of the balcony, letting out a sizzling sound.
This feeling of sweating was quite nostalgic.
