"Hey, that guy's catch has increased. Could the secret really lie in those fish?" Zeng Dong stared at the numbers on the virtual screen, feeling unsettled.
No one came to see Zeng Dong, which nearly drove Nuclear Fist Man mad, thinking they were too heartless. He forgot that everyone was busy looking for boxes, especially since the Dragon King Group had few people, and already half were invested in the competition.
"Losing the competition means death. No way, I must give it my all!" Zeng Dong picked a thumb-sized fish, simply processed it, ate it, and after just a few seconds, a shriveled third limb grew out from the side of his thigh.
It was covered in fish scales and twitched uncontrollably, this scene almost made Zeng Dong sick to his stomach.
Zeng Dong finally understood the essence of this competition was to test human endurance and willpower; the reactions after eating sea fish were akin to the harshest punishments.
