Early morning.
Chen Shouyi, who was fast asleep, vaguely felt something crawling on his back. He instinctively reached out and grabbed a fleshy little thing.
He felt something was wrong and opened his eyes, instantly waking up as his sleep vanished, and he quickly sat up.
"Good giant, you're squishing the little one," the Shell Lady complained pitifully.
"Oh, sorry, sorry. Do you feel any pain?" Chen Shouyi immediately asked, looking worried.
He weighed quite a bit now, probably around 200 kilograms. Turning over in bed made it creak as if it might fall apart at any moment.
In the past, he would not have slept so soundly. Last night, he tried to forcibly practice the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Forms, which left him with a pounding headache, dizzy and drowsy. Once he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep.
The Shell Lady pouted, instinctively wanting to cry, but managed to hold back, obediently shook her head:
"The little one doesn't feel any pain at all!"
