When Lu Zixun woke up again, he opened his eyes and looked around.
He found himself in a strange room, faintly smelling the scent of laundry detergent in the air.
"Ah..."
He rubbed his head against the blanket.
Lu Zixun took a deep breath and said, "I survived, huh."
"System, open the panel."
The recent events made Lu Zixun realize some truths.
No matter what, one must have strong capabilities to protect the people he cared about.
"Hmm?"
Looking at the feeling value in the system, Lu Zixun thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
He quickly raised his paw to rub them, his mouth slightly open, his eyes brimming with joy.
"Sixty thousand feeling points, how did that happen?"
He quickly opened the system's feeling value detector and was momentarily dizzy from the dense numbers.
"It seems that this adventurous act was indeed rewarding."
After turning off the detector, Lu Zixun felt somewhat relieved.
Sixty thousand equaled twelve lottery chances.