The fear in my heart grew stronger, and I resisted my nausea, and only after I was fully prepared did I bend down and reach out to the white bones.

As soon as my hands touched the white bones, the biting coldness instantly stimulated my brain.

The sticky stuff stuck to the back of my hand, like excrement that I couldn't shake off, and the smell of rotten eggs that came with it made me cry.

The desire to survive eventually triumphed over the nausea, and I ......

Chapter 24 The figure in the forest is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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