Sitting alone at the dining table, outside the window the sky has completely darkened, with only streetlights and distant residential lights adorning the night.
Fang Cheng quietly eats his meal, quickly but not rudely.
The food swiftly converts into energy, filling the void in his body, bringing a solid sense of satisfaction.
After finishing his meal, he casually tidies up the kitchen and house, doing some basic chores.
As he wipes clean the last piece of the floor and stands up, familiar panel prompts appear before his eyes:
[Cooking Skill Experience +2]
[Cooking Skill Level 1 (214/250)]
[Cleaning Experience +3]
[Cleaning Level 1 (109/250)]
"Not bad."
Fang Cheng nods slightly, a sense of satisfaction emerging in his heart.
Experience in daily life skills is steadily growing, though slow, but better than nothing.
He glances at the wall clock, the time points to 8:52 PM.
