In a half-asleep, half-awake state, Qin Nuo lay there for a while until the alarm clock on the wall went off.

The daylight outside seeped through the thick fog, filtering in, while the oil lamp on the table conveniently burned out at this moment.

Qin Nuo sat up, rubbing his temples. "Another new day. If I calculate correctly, there aren't many days left in the game, right?"

Putting on his caregiver uniform, Qin Nuo left the room. Once again, there was no game broadcast that day.