CHAPTER 38

Back on my bed, in the Rolland Estate, I had known that I hadn’t been able to move my hands, so I had spent a short amount of time of not purging the poison from my organs. Due to making up my mind of leaving the ‘crazy’ family, I purged the poison from my hands instead, so that I could release those who were touching them.

It had been the time after that ‘woman’ had come in…

After teleporting, I had gone back to purging the poison from my organs again, making my arms become somewhat stiff once more.

If they hadn’t been holding my hand, I wouldn’t have had to go to the extreme case of purging poison in an unimportant place!

Back then, I was sincerely running out of spiritual essence and knew that when I teleported, that I wouldn’t have been able to go very far…

Nonetheless…I was getting better now…I made it out!

I really needed some sympathy right now! I did good, right!?

After a certain amount of time, I was able to move enough to eat, which came at a good time, before I starved or died from dehydration instead. Luckily, I didn’t need to go out to eat or drink, or my eyes to see and ears to hear, as it was inside me all this time!

The next strange thing that I did, after teleporting, was to empty my bowels and bladder, using the same strategy as removing the poison. In fact, this was the main reason that I made a net with my sweat. I wanted to make sure I could do it to begin with, to help me…Relieve myself…

Being unable to move, I knew this was a problem!

Funnily enough, the ‘sweat net’ worked, in not just flus.h.i.+ng my poison, but also my…Deeds. I expanded some areas to take it out and then my skin bounced right back!

What I thought about, when I needed to gain my spiritual essence back, was about my skin. I was worried…

After everything I do to it, it’s probably yelling out it’s abuse to me! So, I tried to think into it in more detail about the ‘Bending s.p.a.ce’ meditation and wondered if it was working on my skin this whole time…

I wasn’t too sure how I could figure this out, but I knew I wanted to keep an eye on things, because…Well, who would want stretch marks!?

Thinking about this, I felt myself slip a few times in my thoughts, as they turned…Angry!

But, before I could let my thoughts wander off, on why I was angry, I would try to think of something else…

After three whole months, I could move my whole body the way I had before. Having to keep my blood flow slow though, so the poison won’t spread further, I didn’t run or train in Martial Arts, making me upset. I was used to routine and having to change it, and the reason why I had to change it, would make anyone angry!

I was also one of those people that would gain weight if I stopped exercising, but having been starved for a while I didn’t particularly worry too much about that.

My food and water lasted till I was on the outer part of the capital city, luckily none of it had spoiled, having been in ‘storage’ all this time. I didn’t know what it was, that kept it from going bad, but the food and water tasted like it was just made or just poured. I was still in testing stages of my ‘storage’ and was very relieved to the fact that it worked, when I really needed it too.

This also gave me something else to think about, and it also gave me the impression that I was trying very hard not to think of something that seemed to sweep over me quietly and darkly.

It was a similar feeling of being in denial…Or was it denial?

Nonetheless, I could feel myself start to merge towards some kind of dark territory that I had been once before!

Trying to remember what I was thinking about, I shook my head and tried to concentrate more.