Fang Ping, on the other hand, moved the bed with Qing Niao, organized things, and cleaned up.
Dinner was a specialty of Bick Town. Fresh wild vegetables, fruits, a small piece of barbecue that tasted good, and a familiar flatbread.
The restaurant's rooms did not provide free lights. If they needed to use them, one copper horn per night. After Fang Ping and the other two finished eating, they meditated on the bed.
Fang Ping also noticed the difference between this place and the Academy's cultivation.
After accumulating energy for a while, the number of light spots in the surroundings decreased and even disappeared.
Fang Ping opened his eyes and realized that Qing Niao had also sat up.
"The energy is gone?"
"You noticed too, didn't you? There's so little energy here."
Andre, who was lying in the middle of the bed, also sat up. "The physical energy of the warrior is gone. I forgot to bring energy fragments. Do you have them?"
