Gurgle, gurgle...
The familiar sensation of hunger struck him, and within an instant, he felt somewhat dizzy and lightheaded.
This feeling was ten times stronger than the last time he activated Iron Body!
After a brief hesitation of one or two seconds, Cheng Ye felt his legs go weak, uncontrollably collapsing to the ground.
Yet he panted heavily and smiled.
"That's right, if every time a skill is activated, it's this intense, it's got the right flavor!"
At the same time, he tore open five packs of Nutrient Paste, opened his mouth wide, and stuffed all the bags in.
He squeezed aggressively with his fingers, and the milky liquid burst fully in his mouth.
There was no need to swallow actively. As soon as the liquid hit his throat, an inexplicable force surged it downwards.
Meanwhile, the wild grass pattern on his heart lit up again, flickering continuously with each swallow.
Thud.
Five packs.
Thud.
Another five packs drained!
