"Ah... what am I even doing?"
The young man, having left Sheraya, kept sighing incessantly.
"Originally, there weren't many Cores, only five, so why did I impulsively give him two Cores?"
The young man couldn't stop sighing.
"I thought that if I couldn't overcome him, I would just give him one Core and then flee, but why did I end up giving him two? Ah..."
To say he didn't regret it would definitely be impossible, after all, one Core represented two whole days of safe and comfortable living in the Ruined City!
Originally, although it was not very likely, the young man indeed had the potential to possess ten Cores, but now, he only had three left.
"Ah... but there's no leisure to regret it now." After saying this, the young man's expression hardened, and his pace hastened, "I must... I must get to the safe zone as quickly as possible, otherwise..."
