Wuming stared at his fingers, his eyes blood red:

"I just want to fill my stomach right now. That is my goal, my will. This constitutes my existence. Without will, there would be no me. Can you destroy my 'existence'?"

"Uncontrollable...unable to understand...unanalyzable...unreasonable, suspected to be a program..."

As half of the body was eaten by the unknown, the information transmitted from the two fingers fell into chaos.

Wuming ignored those messy messages. No matter how his two fingers affected his soul, it did not hinder him from chewing the ham at all.

When one of the two fingers was completely eaten away, Wuming's giant hand finally stopped and reached to Wuming's mouth with satisfaction, and Wuming licked the ketchup on his finger.

Then it shrank from the outside inward, shrinking back into the nameless back.

The blood redness in Wuming's eyes finally subsided and clarity returned.

Wuming burped with satisfaction, and all the strange phenomena in his body dissipated.

What disappeared next was the solar eclipse on the horizon.

Wuming looked at his surroundings, and then looked at his two fingers - perhaps it should be called one finger now.

The blood from both fingers spattered all over the floor, extending all the way to Wuming's body and into his mouth.

Wuming's memory was not clear, but fortunately, by relying on reasoning and feeling full, Wuming could roughly understand what happened.

"Eating two fingers...it shouldn't be a big deal..." Wuming carelessly touched his belly and burped again.
Chapter completed!