"BEEP!"
Evening. At the library entrance, the time clock on the wall emitted a pleasant sound.
"Clock-out confirmed! Qin Yang. Time: 5:00 PM."
Qin Yang gave a lazy yawn, put away his ID card, and leisurely strolled out the library's main doors.
'Another day, another on-the-dot clock-out.'
It was a good habit he had always maintained.
After leaving the library, Qin Yang strolled leisurely under the setting sun. The surrounding streets were bustling with voices. Many food vendors had rolled out their carts, and the sizzle of oil in iron woks filled the air with the lively aroma of street food.
With the Blood Demon incident over, Jianghai City had returned to its former tranquility, and he had gone back to his previous "slacker" lifestyle.
Working nine-to-five every day, living a simple and unremarkable life, even slacking off until closing time—it was a comfortable existence...
Just then, a long HONK— sounded from the side of the street.
