Chapter 394: Falling Sick (2/2)

He had been to many planets, but none of them as cold as this freezer. In the Five Galaxies, any decent clothing would have thermostats, and people rarely fell sick because of the weather. Now, Ye Chong was only wearing clothing made of plain plant fibre, given to him by the Mayor back in Emerald City. Dankwood planet did not have seasons, but was comfortably warm throughout the year, so Ye Chong did not wear thick clothing.

Instead, Ye Chong had chosen light clothing for convenience.

As for temperature, Ye Chong was not quite familiar with the idea of it. He only knew that it was very, very cold right now! If no one visited soon, he would decide to force his way out.

He may not be a doctor, but he was quite sensitive of the condition of his body. He could feel his himself growing weaker, and his stamina was depleting very quickly.

If this continued, his situation would become very dangerous!

Ye Chong had always taken his health seriously. Back on the trash planet, he lacked medical supplies, so falling sick was risky business. Moreover, since Ye Chong's body was always robust, he seldom fell sick.

Even so, he had never spent so much time at such a low temperature. His emotional troubles did not help him too. All of these factors finally led to him falling sick!

Cold! His entire body was cold! Ye Chong shuddered. His situation was at an absolute worst. His body was weak, and he could no longer remain clear headed. Ye Chong's strong body did not help him against the extreme cold.

Just when Ye Chong was about to force his way out, he heard footsteps from outside.

Ye Chong could feel his body weakening, but his mind was still working. He quickly hid back into his corner. He could feel his movements slowing down, but could only smile wryly at himself.

Ching! That was the sound of a mechanical door unlocking, and the door opened.

A man stepped inside, and shuddered as he entered the freezer, muttering, ”So cold! Who turned down the temperature so much?” He shook his head and headed towards one of the metallic boxes in the corner. He opened the lid and bent over to rummage over its contents.

The man had his back towards Ye Chong.

How could Ye Chong miss this hard won opportunity? Despite his clouding mind and shaking body, Ye Chong's rationale told him that this was not an opportunity to be missed!

Ye Chong bent down to pick up his wooden spear, and tried his best to control his numbing legs as he tiptoed past the man and escaped from the d*mn freezer.

As he exited the freezer, the sudden rise in temperature nearly made Ye Chong stumble.

His vision was becoming blurry, and Ye Chong could feel his mind slipping. His body was weak, and he could not find his usual strength. He believed that even an average nobody could kill him easily right this moment.

His legs were so tired he could barely move them!

He must find a safe place quickly! Even with his condition, Ye Chong's mind still retained a small degree of consciousness!

With his blurring eyesight, Ye Chong felt like he was flying!

If anyone saw Ye Chong right now, they would be very much surprised. Ye Chong was not moving as slow as he felt. On the contrary, he was still agile, and would even react evasively when he heard any sound around him.

However, Ye Chong was not aware of this.

He was focused on only one thing - finding a safe place!

He was now operating entirely on autopilot, and his evasive measures were only the result of his long honed battle instinct!

Ye Chong saw a door through his darkening vision, and made his way through the door without hesitation. He could feel himself almost at his limit!

Ye Chong tried to open his eyes to study the room he was in, but his eyes would not respond to his beckoning. No matter how he tried, his vision was gradually slipping away.

Darkness! Total darkness! Ye Chong found his vision completely engulfed by darkness.

Ye Chong did not know how he managed to hide himself in this darkness, but as he felt his whole body enveloped in this darkness, he finally felt relieved! He lost his final moments of consciousness, and blacked out with the wooden spear still firmly in his grip.