Chapter: 20
When a day passed, the pain started to completely disappear.�
Pyo-wol was soon convinced that he had finally developed poison tolerance.
It may only be towards a certain type of poison, but it was clear that he had his own weapon that others didn�t know about.
His vision also seemed to have gotten a little clearer.
�Okay!�
For the first time, a smile graced� Pyo-wol�s lips. It was the first smile he made after being locked up in an underground space.
After that, another change occurred in Pyo-wol�s daily routine.
Once a day he let the snake bite his wrists. He knew that his body had developed a tolerance, but Pyo-wol never intended to be satisfied with his current level.
He wanted a more perfect immunity. So he repeatedly let himself be bitten by the snake every single day.�
He also observed the behavior of the snake. The tiny snake with degenerated eyes was the only intelligent creature in the subterranean space, besides Pyo-wol.�
When he stared at what the snake was doing, he can see that it rolls its head. (?? ?? ?? ?? ?? ??? ??? ?? ???.)
Snakes were exceptional hunters.
It can approach the prey without making a sound and kill it at once. It stealthily conceals its presence so that even vigilant insects will not notice.
Occasionally, there would be insects who noticed the appearance of a snake, and when that happened, it made a peculiar cry of �washing�. Then, the movements of the worms hardened like a lie. (?? ?? ??? ???? ??? ????, ?? ?? �?� ??? ??? ????? ??. ??? ???? ???? ?????? ???.)
It can incapacitate its prey using sound.�
But even so, the snake is not greedy. It doesn�t make the mistake of intimidating insects around it and chasing them away.�
The appearance of such a snake attracted Pyo-wol�s interest. So besides dedicating his time in training his stamina, Pyo-wol would also come and observe the snake. For Pyo-wol, watching the snake was his only means of entertainment.�
Pyo-wol unknowingly fell in love with the snake�s movements. To increase his strength, he tried to imitate the movement of a snake as he walked around the room.
He practiced trying to navigate through the darkness without a sound or presence.
The days went by quickly with him doing the same thing over and over. Pyo-wol routine would consist of eating the served food, observing the snake, and training his body. Pyo-wol had to constantly repeat these three actions in order not to go crazy.�
Otherwise, he would have already gone crazy, engulfed in terrible pain.�
Eating food, training the body, observing and imitating snakes was the only way to lose weight.
In the darkness, Pyo-wol was resembling a snake little by little.
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Clang!
Pyo-wol opened his eyes to the sudden vibration.�
In an instant, a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
It was because the iron door that had kept him locked up here for a long time was opening on its own.
Pyo-wol stood up.
Soon the iron door was wide open. JrNovels.com