Shang only looked at his bed for several seconds.
By now, Shang could feel tiredness envelop his mind. His eyelids were becoming heavy, and he felt his mind become distracted by random thoughts.
The bloodied face returned again.
But this time, Shang didn't push it away.
It felt too troublesome.
When was the last time he had slept?
Shang had no idea, but he guessed that it had been some time during his journey to Warrior's Paradise.
As someone from Earth, Shang was used to sleeping every single day.
Because of that, the last two or three weeks felt like one single long day to Shang.
During the morning, he had arrived in Warrior's Paradise.
During noon, he had trained in the techniques in the booklet.
During the afternoon, he had met his class, and he had gone hunting.
During the evening, Shang had nearly killed three kids.
And during the night, he had gone out to one more hunt.
