An Yunxiu opened her eyes and sat up in bed. By the time she took off her visor, it was already broad daylight beyond the curtains.
After all, it was eight in the morning. If she had been one of those corporate slaves with a job, she would be about due for being late now—and about due to start thinking up a decent excuse to fool her boss, or she would definitely be in deep trouble.
But luckily, she did not have a job. At least, not right now!
As for how other players with jobs handled the problem of easily being late during work hours, she did not know and did not care to know, because she had something far more important to do now:
She had to write down everything she had spent a full twenty-four hours reading after logging in last night—that is, everything she had seen in Wasteland Camp—and save it onto her computer!
So, rather than picking up her phone as usual to scroll through it or check the group chat messages, and rather than running to the bathroom to wash up and take care of her personal hygiene, she simply pulled open the curtains, darted over to the chair by her desk, flipped up the screen, and pressed the power button.
"Come on... come on..."
During those few short seconds while she waited for the system to boot, her fingers tapped rapidly against the desk without conscious thought, making her look terribly anxious.
The instant her computer finished starting up, she swiftly created a new folder, then a new document, and immediately began hammering away at her laptop keyboard.
After all, throughout the entire night—an entire day in the game—she had done absolutely nothing in the game. She had neither gone exploring with those