Crawling forward on all fours, and with tears streaming down his face, Aoni hurled in ropes as if a firehose had been shoved up his ass while trying his best to get as close to the edge of the platform as possible.
Amazingly, even in his present state, the Lad's willpower was strong enough to keep moving forward. As such, with an unfathomable amount of vomit launching out every 30 seconds, inch by painful inch, he eventually succeeded in reaching his goal and blew chunks down the mountainside.
'This…is worse than my stats,' collapsing onto his belly and furiously rubbing the tears off his cheeks with his sleeve, Aoni felt the upgrade finish and wanted nothing more than to curl up in his bed and sleep it off…unfortunately, that wasn't a possibility.