"Couldn't quite pull it off, so close." Chen Shouyi felt a rush of frustration rising from his heart, shooting up to his head.
His already splitting headache became even worse.
If only I'd known not to spend that ten thousand faith points on self-healing a few days ago.
Had I taken the opportunity earlier when it wasn't so strong, I could have resolved the threat once and for all.
Trying to save faith points only ended up wasting even more.
Ultimately, it's all because I'm too broke, reluctant to use them, leading to today's predicament.
He looked again at the empty faith points on the attribute panel, feeling his heart clench.
There's a kind of pain called being back to square one overnight.
There's a type of illness called poverty.
That's over thirty thousand faith points!
If invested in self-healing, self-healing could be almost maxed out.
Thinking of the heartache, he punched down hard again.
"Boom!"
The entire mountain top was flattened.
"Eh!"
