Work at sunrise, rest at sunset.
...His perception of time had been in chaos for far too long. He felt it was necessary to fully reclaim it through a structured, routine life.
...And indeed, once his perception of time fully recovered, it felt as if everything had an 'anchor' again. The occasional sense of mental confusion that had plagued him also gradually vanished during this period.
This secretly alarmed Qin Fang.
'Six years of chaotic time and lonely suppression must have unknowingly damaged my Divine Soul to some extent.'
'Otherwise, I wouldn't still be zoning out from time to time after coming back.'
'Then again, I even showed signs of self-destruction. It'd be a miracle if my Divine Soul was completely unscathed.'
'But this 'damage' should still be minor, nowhere near as severe as Senior Brother Yun's.'
'It should be able to heal on its own.'
'...Even if it can't, I'll just eat more honey later.'
He thought.
The honey was gone now.
The big fish had eaten it all...
