He didn't dodge or avoid, but continued to move backward.
Just as the propeller was about to enter the range of the garbage minefield, he suddenly raised his head and swallowed a metal bottle cap that was closest to him.
"Gulp!"
Liu Zheng's Adam's apple moved as he swallowed the bottle cap.
"Guessed right."
He thought with some smugness.
If you can't beat them, join them; his stomach was already full of mud, it didn't matter if he took in more garbage.
"Awoo~"
"Awoo~"
"Awoo~"
"I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll freaking eat eat eat!"
Liu Zheng's head stretched and retracted like a chameleon's tongue, constantly elongating and shrinking, swallowing all the garbage in his path.
And the pain in his abdomen was getting stronger, like a big-eater who has been constipated for over a dozen years.
Additionally, the side effects of excessive movement meant that he was feeling unwell all over his body now.
But there was no choice, Liu Zheng had no time to stop and catch his breath.
