The next day, dawn broke.
Colin rose from the soft, large bed in his bedroom, and after washing up, Renee had already brought the steaming hot breakfast to him.
He glanced at his pocket watch, 6:43 AM. He had slept for only about four hours last night.
But now he felt refreshed, without a hint of fatigue.
He looked again at the Golden Paper, noting improvements in every category.
It was undeniable; seeing progress each day, feeling oneself constantly improving, was addictively satisfying.
In fact, since arriving at the Patrol Department, his workload had decreased compared to his previous night shifts with the West City Guard Team.
He could afford to enjoy life a bit more.
After all, in Blackstone City, with the purchasing power of Magic Stones, he was undoubtedly one of the top tycoons.
But this world hardly had much entertainment.
More importantly, he could not resist the temptation of slowly pushing forward his progress.
Cultivation had become his biggest hobby...