Chapter 18: First World Mission
Days passed, and he started being more comfortable .
Good thing he already mastered the art of being a shut-in. No social life, no problem—this was just Tuesday for him.
However—
No new missions showed up, which meant no EC . But there was a pattern.
Whenever he cleaned or do something to make the place look better, the system responded with a simple message: Good job.
There was no reward, but it felt like doing more might lead to a reward later.
"One... two... three..." he counted under his breath, lowering his chest to the floor and pushing back.
His muscles slowly returned, shaped by effort and helped by good genetics.
Unlike others who relied on steroids, his muscles responded quickly when he put in real effort.
After finishing his set, he opened his laptop and launched H.E.O.
Though he made progress, letting go of old habits wasn't easy.