July 12, 7:00 AM, China Li Jing.
The first ray of morning light fell through the curtains, landing on Ji Minghuan's face. He slowly became conscious, turned over, rolled off the bed, and landed on the tatami.
Soon after, a hand suddenly reached onto the bed, grabbing the remote from the blanket, and with a "beep," turned off the air conditioner.
The temperature was set too low last night, making the air cold enough to make him sneeze. If it weren't for the incessant chirping of the summer cicadas in the trees, he might have thought it was winter.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth in the bathroom, Ji Minghuan wandered around the house. Early in the morning, he couldn't find any trace of Gu Qiye, guessing that the city's famous Mutant, Blue Arc, had received another emergency task notification.
