Just past midnight, the alarm on his smart terminal on his wrist went off.
"Sure enough, as the level increases and attributes go up, even if the rest time shortens, the energy is still abundant, and yesterday's fatigue is washed away."
Feeling the power within his body, Mo Qingchen sighed and got up from bed.
He washed his face, brushed his teeth, had a midnight snack to fill his stomach, and then headed to the basement.
Compared to the cautiousness before entering the dungeon last time, this time Mo Qingchen was much more flamboyant, strutting into the dungeon space gate with the Dragon Baby.
The Howling Cave was still dim, but it couldn't hold back his fervent heart.
When the first Swift Dragon was patrolling far away, he once again arrived at the familiar spot and expertly took out the Engineer Shovel to start digging a pit.
Cages, flesh and blood, waiting to trap.
Card drawing, dragon slaying, dismemberment into the bag.
