The frontline was jubilant.
The news of the God of Hunting's death spread to every corner!
Listening to the cheers outside, Chen Shouyi felt like an outsider, without a trace of joy.
He and the Shell Lady stayed in the room, looking at the attributes panel, with a serious expression.
The original 15.9 perception was now only 15.0.
This was just the loss in attribute points, not even the worst of it. He found it hard to concentrate, let alone gather his will. If he tried to force it, his head felt like it would split open.
During this time he tried to practice the Thirty-Six Horizontal Training Forms, only to find he could no longer do it.
Similarly, the meditation to cultivate himself also couldn't be done.
"The brain should be fine, even if there was a problem, it's self-healing!" Chen Shouyi thought to himself, "I reckon it's a soul injury!"
He lay on the bed, closed his eyes.
Soon he entered the Book of Knowledge Space.
