Crazy Smartphone – Part Three [Completed]

The old man bent down to check Lin Feng’s breathing. “Bad, he’s almost out of breath. Give me a hand!” Together, they awkwardly lifted the limp Lin Feng back onto the stone bed, being careful because earlier, the old man’s careless treatment had left Lin Feng’s body in several pieces, held together only by some rags; otherwise, he’d be mincemeat. They quickly cast restoration spells, streams of milky white light flowing over Lin Feng’s body. The old man spared no magic power. Under the urgent rescue of the restoration spell, Lin Feng, who looked deathly pale, gradually regained some human breath. The old man slumped down beside him. “Montu, did you really see him stand up?” Touching the scattered bones on the ground, the old man couldn’t believe this pile of meat could stand on its own. “Dad, I saw it with my own eyes. When I saw him wake up, I helped him sit up, and he asked where this place was. But for some reason, he suddenly jumped up and lunged at me, almost biting my nose.” “Think carefully about the scene at that time, don’t miss any details, this guy is crucial for my upcoming magical experiments.” “Okay,” Montu recounted his experience truthfully. After listening to Montu’s account, the mage known as Mr. Oliver sank into deep thought.