Next Morning.
Lee Han woke up when he vaguely heard someone making a lot of noise in the kitchen. He glanced at his watch, and it was only 8 am.
He activated his divine eyes to check the noise outside. He wasn't surprised anymore when he saw Hugo bustling in the kitchen. He's probably cooking something for breakfast.
Inwardly, Lee Han hopes Hugo retains his excellent cooking skills as if they were on real Earth.
Lee Han smiled faintly and tried to sleep again. However, after a few minutes of trying, he couldn't sleep anymore. The image of the delicious foods Hugo had cooked the last time they met was embroidered in his mind.
While lazily sitting on the bed, Lee Han checked his system. Last night, he didn't have the energy and enthusiasm to do that; as soon as he finished washing up, his drowsiness was too powerful and too good to be ignored.
