The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 971

The sharp pain lasted for more than ten seconds.

When Jack got used to the pain in his right palm, he struggled to get up, used his left hand to hold the sword, and head toward the direction outside of the mountain.

If his right hand was sealed by the frozen horse meat, he would only be left with one hand.

In this kind of critical situation, there would be dangers lurking around everywhere.

Jack knew that even if he had to pay some price to make his right hand usable, it was definitely necessary. In any event, if he were to face any dangerous situation, at least he still could use both his hands.

In the snowy wind.

Jack's footsteps were unsteady, and he stumbled through the snow.

Even though drinking the wolf's blood made him felt better, however, he could not cut the wolf with the frozen blade. Therefore, he could not cut some meat to satiate his hunger.

The wolf's blood could only relieve his hunger temporarily.

But it was not a permanent solution.

Time after time, Jack would fall into the snow, and then he would stubbornly get up again, moving forward wretchedly.

But his gaze was extremely determined, staring deadly at the road ahead, even though there were no people in front.

"Stay alive... Must stay alive... Even if I have to live like a dog, I must stay alive..."

He mumbled repeatedly in his mouth as if he was cheering for himself. It was as if there was a voice in his head, telling him the same thing nonstop, then he repeated it out through his murmur.

The bone-chilling wind and snow were torturing Jack's mind and body.

Slowly but surely, the snowy wind was sucking Jack's temperature away from his body.

The cold and hunger were quickly weakening Jack's body.

Jack did not stop but kept moving on even though he was extremely exhausted. Even though he wanted to take a short break, he did not dare to do so!

Because he knew, if he sat down, he might never stand up anymore!

Even though he was stumbling, and often fell on the snowy ground, he would still clench his teeth and instantly get up again.

He walked slowly but steadily.

Jack could feel his strength leaving his body. Even his consciousness was becoming blurry.

The sunlight over his head became extra dazzling.

Even the wind and snow were as sharp as knives, cutting through his body causing intolerable pain.

Dazed, weak, and cold...

Right now, Jack was like a walking zombie, relying on his desire to live, moving forward strenuously, without knowing where he was going.

“Stay alive, must stay alive, even if I have to live like a dog, I must stay alive…”

His cold frozen lips opened and closed faintly, letting out his heavy and weak mumbling.

Boom!

Suddenly, his legs lurched, and he fell to the ground again.

The pain woke Jack up.

He clenched his teeth and got up immediately.

However, this time, when he got up and tried to step forward, he could not feel anything below his right leg and fell to the ground once again.

His body was already at its maximum.

But Jack's will to live had not given up yet.

If he could not stand up, he could still his sword. He stabbed the sword into the snow and dragged his body moving forward slowly.

As he moved forward, he left a trail of snow trace behind.

Under the sunlight.

The snowy wind was still terrorizing his body.

Jack was extremely exhausted. With an awfully slow speed, he moved forward bit by bit.

His consciousness was slowly leaving him. And slowly, he felt the sun was not dazzling his eyes anymore, and the snowy wind did not seem to be hurting his body like sharp knives.

“Stay alive…”

Jack mumbled the words out from his mouth. However, this time, he did not pull himself forward using the sword that was stabbed in the snow.

His hand... had already let go of his sword.