Chu Bamboo opened his eyes again, his face expressionless. His head throbbed with a piercing pain, and his body involuntarily twitched twice.
He had reset again!
Normally, he wouldn't perform such an extreme reset, because the aftermath was simply too agonizing. But now, with the number of resets having increased to seven—on top of his previous death—a suffocating frustration had built up inside Chu Bamboo... so resetting one more time wasn't something he found absolutely unacceptable.
"...What's going on with you?" Sitting in his chair with arms crossed, trying to look like a master, Zhang Hai's expression tightened. He'd noticed something was off with Chu Bamboo and asked with concern.
"Are you about to lose control?" Chu Bamboo asked bluntly.
