After finding a specific method for the repairs, Zhao Zuo breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, it was the Magical Artifact he had used the longest. If nothing else, he had grown attached to it.
After that, Zhao Zuo slept for three days and three nights straight, only opening his eyes on the morning of the fourth day.
After getting up, he first released the Fire Spirit Snake from his Storage Bag. The little guy hadn't eaten in days, and it immediately rubbed against Zhao Zuo's body complainingly while licking him frantically. It looked just like a dog that hadn't seen its master in a long time, expressing how much it had missed him through its actions.
'On second thought,' Zhao Zuo realized he'd been so busy fighting and fleeing lately that he had indeed neglected the Fire Spirit Snake's feelings. The Spirit Beast Bag was small, and for a snake of its size, it was certainly a bit cramped.
