Chapter 133
Frequent shifts between day and night mess up your sleep schedule.
For example, instead of sleeping for a full eight hours, you start splitting it into two four-hour segments, or you take naps that last four hours instead of just one.
“Mm.”
So, even if I fell asleep at four in the morning, waking up at seven like this wasn’t anything unusual.
I fumbled around, reaching for my phone—whether it was under the blanket or somewhere outside of it.
Even if I buried myself back under the covers, nothing wakes me up better than scrolling through online communities half-asleep.
More importantly, since the CEO had all but given up on keeping up with industry discussions in those communities, if I didn’t check, we’d definitely miss things.
In a way, I was technically working the moment I opened my eyes—but if I counted this as work hours, the accounting director would yell at me, so I just pretended not to notice.
I skimmed through the top posts from the night, and, interestingly, Bazubi’s name came up a lot.
Not just in the Parallel Gallery, but even in the Pazijik Gallery—three posts had made it to the trending section overnight.
It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing that it wasn’t about our own members.
It might sound a bit cold, but the fact that Bazubi, who had been buried in obscurity, had gained this much recognition overnight was entirely thanks to yesterday’s stream.