Wasteland, March 7th, the fifth day of the tsunami disaster.
It was 7:26 a.m.
Looking at the bucket already full of hot water, Su Mo tested the temperature, stripped off his clothes, and slowly hopped in.
HISS...
Hot water reaching Gundam seventy degrees would certainly scald an ordinary person upon mere contact. However, for Su Mo, whose physical attributes had become monstrous and who held the title of Ocean Admiral, it only caused a brief moment of psychological fear before a comfortable sensation washed over his body.
He grabbed a towel, scooped some cold water from a nearby basin, and splashed it on his face. The extreme contrast between ice and fire instantly banished the lingering grogginess caused by his disrupted biological clock after staying up for two consecutive nights.
