Chapter 89: Is My Sword Sharp Enough for Your Neck?[Subscribe]_1

Glug glug!

Lin Baici's stomach growled.

He was hungry, and the bronze sword floating before him seemed like a delicious delicacy, making him salivate.

He wanted to eat.

Lin Baici took out a black carbon-oxide-coated survival folding knife from his jean pocket, opened it, and cut his left index finger.

The knife, which Lin Baici had immediately bought online after receiving a prize money of thirty thousand yuan, came from a well-known outdoor brand, costing him 1600 yuan.

Lin Baici used to watch Bear Grylls' survival shows, seeing Bear only with a survival knife eating through the entire tropical rainforest, deserts, hills, and islands...

He thought it was cool, and he also wanted to get a survival knife, but alas, it was too expensive.

Now that he had the money, and considering the exploration of God's ruins, of course, he hurried to prepare.

The survival knife was very sharp, and blood immediately flowed out.