The next day, before dawn, the system kept calling out in Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind.
"Host, host, wake up, it's time. Today is the last day."
The host is grumpy when waking up, and it's always incredibly difficult at this time.
Indeed, for the past few days, Cheng Xiaoxiao would be rudely awakened by the system in the middle of her cozy sleep, feeling incredibly frustrated.
Anyone who gets their sleep interrupted every day would explode, Cheng Xiaoxiao thought. But every time she wanted to complain, the system would mischievously interject, "You instructed me to, not my fault!"
Fine, she opened her bleary eyes, encouraging herself, "Come on, it's the last time."
Then Cheng Xiaoxiao, startled by a bad dream, woke Erya up again.
This time, Erya wasn't frightened, only worried. Her sister had nightmares again.
This time Cheng Xiaoxiao's commotion wasn't too loud and didn't wake the others.
It had been four or five days in a row, she was embarrassed even by herself.
