For Xia Nan, whose Constitution attribute was as high as 8 points and whose stamina recovery far surpassed that of ordinary people, a mere six or seven hours of sleep each day was enough to fully replenish his energy. It made his Perception of "a day—twenty-four hours" feel far longer and more durable than it had in his previous life.
At the moment, he had already completed an entire training routine outside town, washed up, gone through two failed probing attempts with the tavern owner and the town blacksmith, and even taken a stroll around the square in the center of town.
Yet it was still only morning.
For reference, when he had returned from the square, Horako was eating breakfast in the inn lobby. The two members of Blackwood Squad, being Adventurers, might have gotten up slightly earlier than him, but they had only just finished sorting out their equipment and come down from the second floor.
"You're saying... all the residents of Ram Horn Town have already been affected by that thing?"
Seated by the dining table, Margaret frowned tightly and spoke in astonishment, her voice low enough that only the few people at the table could hear.
"At the very least, that's the case for the owner of this inn, the blacksmith who clashed with Mr. Horako yesterday, and several farm women in the town square."
Xia Nan nodded slightly.
He did not answer directly, but the three different identities and backgrounds of "tavern owner," "blacksmith," and "farm women" were already enough to show just how widespread the gemstone's influence was.
They were all in the same boat. Aside from the parts that touched on his own secrets, he had no reason to hide information. While everyone was gathered together, he told Margaret and the others the