Sun Hang tried to "shut off" the part of his brain used for sensing temperature, but quickly realized it was useless — because this burning sensation did not come from his sensory nerves, but rather from something more akin to a conceptual level.

Fortunately, Sun Hang was walking at the back of the group, and thanks to the extremely narrow path the fisherman had hacked out, it was very difficult for those in front to turn their heads and look back, so Sun Hang's unusually flushed face did not attract the attention of the other two.

The fisherman cursed and hacked at the vines while Shino carefully avoided the vine juice dripping from above. Neither of them noticed that Sun Hang, walking at the back, had already slowed his pace and fallen a short distance behind them.

"Strange... Why is there such a reaction?"

Sun Hang muttered to himself — he had devoured quite a few strange objects since waking up, but this "indigestion" reaction was indeed the first time.

Could it be that he ate something bad?

When humans eat something bad, they vomit and have diarrhea... What happens if he gets an upset stomach from eating strange objects?

Meme mutation?

Sun Hang couldn't help but think of the Overlord.

Would he turn into a strange corpse? Or become completely a humanoid strange object?

But the problem was, apart from the annoying burning sensation, his consciousness remained very clear, and there were no signs of his body losing control — but Sun Hang couldn't guarantee that if this burning sensation persisted, his mental state might not show some problems over time.

It's like a mosquito's annoying buzz that doesn't cause any substantial harm, but if it buzzes in your ear every second of every minute of every hour of every day for 365 days, even the most mentally resilient person would likely break down...

Sun Hang clearly wanted to have a large bucket filled with ice cubes and bury himself entirely in it... or simply jump into a liquid nitrogen pool for a bath...

Just as Sun Hang began to rub his forehead uncontrollably, the burning sensation finally began to fade... It gradually transformed from a flaming sensation to a stifling heat of being suffocated under a heavy quilt in the middle of summer...

Subsequently, the stifling heat turned into a restless heat...

Yes, it's like the plot often seen in street martial arts literature — a chaste and unsullied female knight experiences that dry mouth and tongue feeling after being poisoned by a villain...

Images of women he had encountered in real life instantly flashed in Sun Hang's mind...

Mr. Wang, the Yang Family sisters... and even Zhong Ling, the Puppet Master he had only met once.

In Sun Hang's mind, most of them were dressed extremely scantily... Those eyes, sometimes dreamy, sometimes charming, sometimes feigning aloofness, made Sun Hang involuntarily swallow several gulps of saliva.

"Damn it... Is this really a strange object or some kind of drug?" Sun Hang couldn't help but curse in his mind, trying hard not to imagine those restricted scenes. However, the more he restrained his brain from thinking about it, the more wildly those scenes unfolded in his mind.

Sun Hang's body was already undergoing some strange changes. Luckily, Shino was five or six meters away, otherwise, if he carelessly bumped into someone, Sun Hang feared not even jumping into the Yellow River would cleanse him.

"Calm down, I must calm down," Sun Hang silently chanted in his mind, wanting to recite a segment of the Great Compassion Mantra, but found he didn't even know the first line.

Yet, another voice echoed in Sun Hang's mind: "This is a biological instinct of humans, it's a behavior in line with nature, it's a very normal desire... I shouldn't resist it, but should embrace it."

"But I can't let the little head control the big head, right?" Sun Hang fought hard, "Moreover, even if I want to surrender, there's no outlet for my instincts here!"

"I think slender mature women like Mr. Wang are more suited to wearing black stockings, while girls of a rustic charm like Zhong Ling look better in white stockings." The other voice continued to provoke Sun Hang.

"Screw you!" Sun Hang's primary consciousness couldn't help but curse, "Bare feet are the way to go... Oh, nonsense! Just shut up! I need to calm down!"

"Why calm down? Isn't it good to indulge in pleasure?"

"Don't let moral ethics bind you, just go with your desires..."

"Everything is illusionary, only happiness is the most real."

"Do you remember what Three Barrels said to you? As long as you nod, there are plenty of girls who are willing to throw themselves into your arms, they are all voluntary, and federal laws won't bind you, you can completely lead an emperor-like life..."

...

"You're so annoying," Sun Hang said with some helplessness.

"Don't you think calling 'you' is too distant? I am you, you are me, we are originally one, I am the desire rooted in the deepest part of your mind, you can never shake off me," the other voice said, "Dear... 'me.'"

"Really? Do you want to try?"

"Hmm?"

"I didn't want to play hard originally — congratulations, you've successfully pushed me to the limit."

"Oh, and then?"

"Then..."

Sun Hang closed his eyes, and the image of the Three Monkeys statue appeared in his mind.

In an instant, the sea was clear, and clouds dispersed as rain ceased!

That annoying voice vanished without a trace in an instant, along with the blood-boiling burning sensation.

All the "adverse reactions" were suppressed after the appearance of the Three Monkeys, a total, inevitable crush.

The Three Monkeys, complete victory; Tirana, utter defeat.

Sun Hang returned to the state before he devoured the Tirana flower bud.

"I must say, those three annoying monkeys... can actually come in handy at critical moments."

He adjusted his crotch, setting his sideways little brother straight, then quickened his pace to catch up with Shino, who was almost ten meters ahead.

Tirana did not bring Sun Hang any new abilities, compared to Xinj95, this time the result of the devouring left Sun Hang very disappointed.

The ability of "reset" was already very close to those bug-level rule-based strange objects, Sun Hang even thought, if judged by current standards, Tirana might be classified into the Alpha-type category of strange objects.

This replica of Tirana had also been subjected to that sort of "pollution" that had the same bloodline as Sun Hang — the only good news was that Sun Hang's "blue bar" had grown a remarkably considerable section.

"Forget it, just consider it leveling up for experience..." Sun Hang estimated in his mind, perhaps all of the strange objects on this Nameless Island had already been subjected to this kind of pollution... Rather than wasting time hunting these strange objects that couldn't give him new abilities, it's better to pursue the source of the pollution directly.

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