Kong was genuinely baffled. As someone with a great destiny, he understood that his luck would ebb and flow like the tides. However, there is usually a period of peace, and when the low tides arrive, it usually comes one at a time, but this time around, he felt like he was experiencing tsunamis after tsunamis.
'Is this because of an anomaly created by coming to this timeline, or is someone plotting against me?' Emperor Kong thought about it for a few minutes but could not come up with an explanation. With so little information to go with and the failure to divine or calculate anything, he had no choice but to put it in the back of his mind.
Emperor Kong exhaled before looking around. "Hmm? What is this?" He noticed a small puddle on the floor, in the exact spot where the creature died. As soon as he gazed at this liquid, Kong's body released an uncontrollable thirst; every cell in his body screamed that it wanted to absorb this thing.
