SSSSSS—
Like paper corroding under sulfuric acid, the small strip of gold ingot in Li Ang's hand rapidly dissolved and eroded, becoming riddled with sponge-like cavities and countless holes. Meanwhile, the surface of the countless Mo Si began to glow with a golden luster, flowing towards the parts beneath his skin. Li Ang could feel that the weight of his palm hadn't increased, nor was there any intense pain. At the same time, the Mo Si seemed unsatisfied after absorbing the small gold ingot. On the contrary, as if it had caught the scent of metal, it continued to wriggle and stretch towards the other gold ingots in the wooden box.
"Snap!"
Li Ang drew back his hand, slammed the wooden box shut, and stepped back several paces.
The flame of the oil lamp on the table flickered, reflecting his changeable expression.
The Mo Si swayed in the air for a while before "reluctantly" absorbing all the remaining gold blocks and retracting back under his skin.
"..."
