Ding~
[Congrats, host. You are done with a 10km run.]
Noah did not even bother glancing at the table before him.
He was too tired for that.
[Now, only push-ups, squats and sit-ups are left.]
[Come on, you can do it, host.]
The system started to cheer him up. If it had a physical body, it might have even danced for him.
Sadly it didn't.
Visibly annoyed by this, Noah wanted to curse it, but he did not wish to waste his little energy on that.
So, he simply closed his eyes for a few seconds.
'Fuck... get up.'
After a short rest, he forced his body to stand up once again.
Right now, he wanted nothing more than just to sleep soundly.
He stretched his tired body and cracked his neck.
'32 push-ups, 68 squats and 43 sit-ups... still a long way to go... if only I could use man-?'
