Thriller Trainee (101 - 259)

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Zong Jiu slept very shallowly.

If in deep sleep he only needs to sleep for four hours to complete the amount of sleep he needs for a day, then he will have to sleep nearly twice as long when he sleeps very lightly and wakes up with a little disturbance.

Generally speaking, in such an unsafe environment, Zong Jiu will not be sleepy.

So even though he seemed to be asleep when he closed his eyes, he didn't actually let himself go to sleep. As long as there is a slight movement in the hand that is holding him, or a slight movement in the ear, he will immediately open his eyes.

However, it did not.

The storm is getting bigger and bigger, like someone scooped a handful of water, pouring down from the sky, and it rained heavily.

The young man closed his eyebrows slightly, and fell asleep in the dark, his silver-white eyelashes swept a shadow.

In places he hadn't seen, darkness swept silently from the ground, wrapped the bed, and cut off the sound of rain, wind, and thunder outside.

The fingers holding the magician were rough and cold, but over time they contaminated the other person's body temperature, which was higher than usual, and became warmer.

On the other side of the shadow, a few strands of long hair that were as deep as night fell on the scorched and dirty rabbit doll.

No one speaks, no dreams all night.

When Zong Jiu woke up again, the time had passed into the night again.

The magician opened his eyes, and almost moments later, his eyes, which were still stained with sleepiness, immediately became clear.

The room was still very dark, and the hand that held him tightly last night was nowhere to be found, and even the Duke of Panther NPC, who had been sitting silently on the high-back chair, was also missing.

Yesterday’s endless heavy rain has long since stopped, and the stars are bright.

The closer the carnival is, the shorter the daylight hours will be.

Strictly speaking, Zong Jiu went to bed during the day, and when he woke up, it was night again.

Zong Jiu sat up from the bed, and while tidying up his nightgown, he asked the sub-system: "What time is it now?"

【Ten p.m】

[Reminder, you still have one day and one night. By nine o'clock tomorrow night, the energy of the sub-system will be exhausted, and the ten-sided dice will not be used]

time is limited.

Zong Jiu tightened his nightgown and walked towards the door.

He opened the door, and the servants who had been ordered by the Lord Duke to guard the door were startled for an instant and bowed their heads in salute.

Obviously, these raccoons saw that Zong Jiu was able to walk independently, and there was a moment of astonishment on their faces.

As one of the high-ranking NPCs in this Super S Grade dungeon, the brutality of the Black Panther Duke can only be said to be worse than that. Among other things, at least the people in this mansion are well aware of it.

Last year, the cat brought back by the Duke from the auction venue was kept in the bedroom for three days. When he came out, he was covered with bruises and bloodstains. It was almost a breath. This time the servants opened a private gambling market, betting that this little beauty can hold on for a few days this year. As a result, no one expected that after only a long time, the Duke would leave the room first, and even coldly instructed them not to go in and disturb them, making the servants puzzled.