Sun Hang tried to "shut off" the part of his brain used for sensing temperature, but quickly realized it was useless — because this burning sensation did not come from his sensory nerves, but rather from something more akin to a conceptual level.
Fortunately, Sun Hang was walking at the back of the group, and thanks to the extremely narrow path the fisherman had hacked out, it was very difficult for those in front to turn their heads and look back, so Sun Hang's unusually flushed face did not attract the attention of the other two.
The fisherman cursed and hacked at the vines while Shino carefully avoided the vine juice dripping from above. Neither of them noticed that Sun Hang, walking at the back, had already slowed his pace and fallen a short distance behind them.
"Strange... Why is there such a reaction?"
Sun Hang muttered to himself — he had devoured quite a few strange objects since waking up, but this "indigestion" reaction was indeed the first time.
