The moon set and the sun rose.
As his bedtime grew earlier, Su Mo's waking time followed suit.
His body, which had already begun to undergo an abnormal transformation, did not need much time to recover from fatigue. Shortly after seven o'clock, Su Mo opened his bright eyes and sat up.
"Hey, why did you come sleep over here today?"
Su Mo felt a surge of comfort when he saw the Oreo sandwich cookie lying affectionately beside him. The pet hadn't come to his room for a long time since he upgraded the Underground Shelter to three levels. He pulled the Oreo sandwich cookie onto the bed and gave it a good rub.
As the days passed, after becoming the strongest human in the wasteland, his supplies increased and his equipment improved.
Yet, just as Zhong Qingshu had pointed out, Su Mo's own quality of life remained stagnant. He had no time to sleep in or do anything relaxing for entertainment.
