C584 My Scalp Exploded

"Damn it! I can't see, hear, or find a thing! I might as well let you, you damned ghost, watch me from behind!"

Lin Yaoyang was fully engrossed in his work, tirelessly swinging his iron pickaxe, oblivious to the world beyond the mine.

Time sped by oddly fast. Oddly enough, that eerie, terrifying sensation that had been haunting Yaoyang seemed to vanish.

But Yaoyang was far from relaxed