With a box of bottles and two seal heads, I returned to the cave, set up the iron pot to boil water, and scooped the brain matter into sterilized glass jars spoon by spoon.
By the time I finished this, it was almost dawn.
Since getting up at dawn on the 27th, checking the crops, heading to the beach to collect rewards, then slaughtering the seal, dissecting and dividing it, skinning and deboning...
Chen Zhou had been working for more than twenty-six hours almost non-stop.
After storing the brain matter, he felt his head was heavy, his consciousness and body extremely fatigued. Even if he wanted to force himself to keep working, he couldn't hold on any longer.
He washed the mud and blood off his hands, took off his clothes and hung them by the campfire to dry.
Carrying a body full of fatigue, he collapsed onto the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes, snores quickly emanated from his nose and mouth.
...
This sleep was a deep, dark one.
