Early in the morning, on a barren hill, amidst the dense forest.
Li Ang sat up from an intricately made vine hammock, yawned, and jumped to the ground. The vines behind him wriggled and contracted like snakes, disassembling themselves and reattaching to the surrounding trees, no longer resembling a hammock.
"Awake?"
Miss Chai drifted down slowly from mid-air, head down and feet up. She held a modern romance novel in her hands and spoke without lifting her eyes.
"Yeah."
Li Ang responded and casually slapped a nearby tree. A section of vine immediately extended down, pouring out fresh water like a faucet for him to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Miss Chai was still engrossed in her novel. Considering that some world anomaly events might trigger slowly, I usually place entertainment products like video game consoles and paper novels in the Automated Pet Box to prevent Chaichai from becoming mentally depressed from prolonged inactivity.
