Ten minutes later, Zhao Kai on the sofa suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly.
Liang Yuan sat opposite him, holding a cup of water.
"Awake?"
"Brother Liang?"
Zhao Kai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt something and instinctively touched his hair.
His messy hair had all turned ice blue at this moment.
Even his skin felt cold.
He couldn't help but be slightly dazed.
"Congratulations, you've awakened your Mutant Ability. Your hand should be healed, right?"
Liang Yuan's words brought him back to his senses.
Zhao Kai hurriedly looked at his right hand.
His right hand was still bound by the wooden board Granny Li had given him for stabilization.
At this moment, he suddenly clenched his right fist, and with a crack, the wooden board and the cloth strips exploded.
A layer of ice blades swirled around his arm, sharp as knives, tearing apart the restraints!
"This... this is..."
