Beep——
A crisp electronic sound rang out, and the gate machine of the Sea Sky Garden district opened in response.
Fang Cheng, with two plastic bags printed with the "Yonghe Breakfast" logo in his left hand, casually slipped the access card back into the pocket of his sports shorts with his right hand.
The bags were bulging, filled with beef buns, multi-grain steamed buns, tea eggs, and even several boxes of freshly baked roast meat, emitting an enticing fragrance.
There's actually plenty of stock left in that oversized freezer at home.
But considering his terrifying appetite.
Fang Cheng was worried that after adding points, the body's reaction would be too intense, consuming far more than anticipated, and the stored food might still not be enough.
So after breakfast, he simply packed more, just in case.
It was now six-thirty in the morning, the morning light was soft, and the air was fresh.
