Chapter 95: The Birth of the Alien Soul (2/5)

Xu Yi suddenly woke with a start, his breathing slightly rapid and his body covered in cold sweat. The noisy honking of cars outside brought him a sense of immense relief.

"It was just a dream!"

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still feeling incredibly weak, but managing to barely move.

The setting sun outside the window was casting its golden afterglow through the gaps in the curtain into the room.

He turned his head to glance at the wall clock; it was already past five in the afternoon. He had slept from last night all the way to now.

His stomach growled loudly, and he felt so hungry that his front seemed to stick to his back, as if he could eat an entire cow at the moment.

The wound on his palm had already scabbed over. Xu Yi paid it no mind and walked straight to the phone by the door to order some food from the front desk.

After he hung up the phone, he instinctively looked towards the dining table, where the disassembled lighter parts were still scattered.