Chapter 167: School
Chapter 167: School
The night passed uneventfully.Logan drifted off moments later, pulled under by sheer exhaustion.
Evelyn followed soon after, but only once she was certain he was asleep. She had no interest in accidental interactions between them.
A faint unease still lingered in her chest. After all, this was a strange world. But with Logan breathing quietly beside her, it settled enough for sleep to claim her too.
The night drifted by, a smooth breeze moving softly over them both.
Finally, Logan’s eyes creased at the corners and snapped open.
For a moment he was disoriented, lost. Then his gaze moved around the room and memory returned — he had been transmigrated into a new world.
’This is my second day here...’
He muttered the thought with a low exhale and stretched to his feet.
[Good morning, Master! Do you wish to complete the daily mission and receive the corresponding rewards?]
’There’s something like that?’ Logan narrowed his eyes slightly.
[Yes, Master!]
The system flashed and a new line of text materialized in his field of vision.
[Daily Mission: Push-ups x100. Run 100m x100. Sit-ups x100.]
[Mission Difficulty: E]
[Mission Rewards: 3 Free Attribute Points.]
’An E-rank mission?’ He turned the thought over briefly.
Nothing else demanded his attention, so he accepted.
’Alright. Let’s do this.’
The previous him wouldn’t have managed it. But with his enhanced stats, it shouldn’t be much of a challenge.
’The hotel should have a training ground somewhere.’ He rose and made for the door.
’Before that...’ His gaze dropped. He had only the one set of clothes, and what he’d been wearing was already dirty. Nothing else to change into.
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully and turned toward the wardrobe.
Inside, a neat row of clothes waited — men’s and women’s both, arranged with quiet preparedness.
’Just as I’d expected. They kept spares for exactly this.’
He skimmed through the options and pulled out something comfortable enough for training. Then he left the room.
At the threshold, his eyes drifted to Evelyn, still sleeping on the bed. Still and composed, the duvet tracing the soft outline of her curves.
’Such a beautiful woman.’ He lingered a moment longer than he should have.
’Hah... I can’t wait to have you, Evelyn...’ The thought rose quietly. He pressed it down, turned away, and stepped into the sitting room.
He scanned the space and noticed what looked like a telephone mounted near the wall.
He walked over and pressed the call button. The line connected at once.
A feminine voice came through.
"Hello, I’m looking for the training ground."