The chaotic streets, the panicked crowd, the injured girl—time seemed to freeze as a shadow appeared to envelop everything around them.
Zhang Xiaoman no longer had the luxury to consider anything else; his mind was completely occupied with how to deal with the situation at hand.
A sense of danger unlike anything he had experienced before was looming over him, like dark clouds overhead, a collapsing tower, unavoidable and unbearable.
However, as he searched his memories about the System again, he could not find any item that could be used as an antidote.
The prizes he had won from the draw, none of them could detoxify; items like Baozi and the Four-leaf Flower were only good for life recovery.
"Damn it! How can this be? How can there not be even a single Detoxification Pill!"
Zhang Xiaoman slammed his fist onto the ground, pain shooting through his hand, but he felt nothing at the moment.