Freeze

His Precise Instinct lost its function.

How would he calculate time? How would he calculate life energy?

Tang Ling squatted down on a tree root, slicing the fish knife by knife. With every slice he cut, he clenched his teeth tighter and forced his tears back.

The fish fillet would soon be ready in probably another one to two minutes.

He had plucked some purple ginger leaves along the way to put into the soup to provide extra warmth to the body.

Tang Ling had no other options left. He stubbornly wanted to make a simple meal that was as warm as possible to accompany Su Siao in the upcoming loneliness. It was also to help him fight off the coldness and loneliness in his eternal sleep. How long would he have to be lonely during his sleep?

The bitterness in Tang Ling's heart was erupting.

After the boiling fish soup was placed on the tea table, Tang Ling carried Su Siao over.