"Don't... don't go... rest... let's rest!"
Gaston was breathing frantically, his throat hoarse.
He felt like he was going to die!
What football team, what hiking club, what national advantage...
To hell with it!
Looking at the still sturdy and steady figure in front of him, Gaston only wished he could travel back in time and give himself a slap!
What was the point of provoking him!
Chen Wen turned around, looked at the nearly exhausted Gaston, and shook his head.
This kid talked big, but in reality, he wasn't all that.
At most, he was at the level of a normally trained person.
"Okay, let's rest at the giant cactus up ahead."
Chen Wen said as he led the eagerly nodding Gaston over.
...
Sitting in the shadow of the giant cactus, Gaston finally felt alive again.
"You're not human!"
Gaston took a sip of the water he brought and exclaimed.
