A week passed in the blink of an eye.
It was a peaceful week, a rare and stable vacation in Hao Ren's noisy, accident-ridden life over the past few years. Ever since Vivian split off a palm-sized little Evil Spirit, nothing major had happened. Every day, he only needed to handle the messages sent back from the various monitoring outposts, formulate development plans for the various frontier settlements, keep an eye on the livelihood issues in several survivor zones, and deal with the occasional minor disturbance caused by the supernatural creatures at home. Compared to Hao Ren, this pace of life was practically leisurely.
And that little thing had already been living at home for an entire week.
How should he put it...? Although Hao Ren and Vivian had both been deeply worried at first about an Evil Spirit moving into their home, once the little thing actually settled in, many of their worries became rather subtle. Everyone now understood just how low the threat level of an Evil Spirit this weak was. Even Doudou no longer regarded the little thing as a threat—because that little creature was truly too weak!
As for the little Evil Spirit herself? She remained just as irritable and troublesome as ever, desperately challenging a world that was practically a hellish dungeon to her.
After the chaos on the first night, Vivian released the little Evil Spirit from the cage. Just as she had guessed, the main reason the little thing had been making such a fuss was that she was unhappy with life inside the cage. The moment she left the iron cage, she burrowed into that old mouse hole, and after getting inside, she became much quieter... at least much quieter than she had been in the cage.
Hao Ren sat on the