Fortunately, he was prepared in advance. He immediately groped for the Yellow Bag Nutrient Paste on the ground, tore open the package, and poured it into his mouth.
A terrifying thing happened.
The nutrient paste, which usually needed to be chewed and swallowed to be digested, skipped all steps this time.
Cheng Ye didn't even taste it before the liquid seemed to fall into a black hole, disappearing instantly into his mouth, leaving only a faint hint of coolness.
This...
He was startled, but he couldn't afford to think about it.
Because this time the feeling of hunger, unlike when equipped with the Wild Grass Physique, felt like every cell in his body craved energy.
Instead, it was his soul.
An emptiness from the depths of his soul, as if an invisible hand was pulling at his consciousness, requiring a vast amount of energy to fill.
Ten bags, twenty bags, fifty bags...
