Chapter 297 An Unexpected Joy

• After suffering such a trauma, the python was beyond recovery, no matter how strong its vitality was. It let out a few mournful cries before its body began to go limp, and its body swiftly ebbed away like a receding tide.
• “Hmm?”
• Just as Winston was about to retract his hand from the snake's brain, he suddenly encountered something hard. He grabbed it and, upon closer inspection, realized it was a dark red meatball about the size of a table tennis ball.