Forcefully pushing the creature's body away, Luo Yi breathed heavily, sweat drenching his face like a pillar of water.
He instinctively wanted to wipe it off, but when he saw the disgusting mucus flowing from the corpse's brain, he immediately dismissed the idea.
"Strange! Why didn't this creature attack me?"
Calming down, Luo Yi immediately recalled the peculiar actions of the creature just now.
Clearly, the creature had no intention of biting him, just sniffing him incessantly.
"Could it be because of my smell?"
Thinking of a possibility, Luo Yi lifted a corner of his shirt to sniff and immediately started to gag: "Damn, it really is... Ugh!"
The stench of decay was extremely pungent, unbearable for Luo Yi, whose only thought now was to take a bath, as that fall had covered him entirely with this "scent of Hell."
