[Virtual Space- Time Limit ]
[Good luck Host ]
As the notification reached my ears, my vision faded to black once again, and before I knew it, I found myself back in the Comfort Room.
'How many minutes was I out?' I muttered to myself, quickly checking the time on my phone.
'What the heck!' My heart raced as I glanced at the time.
'I forgot that I didn't check the time when I got sent to that space,' I chuckled, realizing how absent-minded I had been. It's not like I check the time every minute, so it was pretty useless to look at it now.
Nevertheless, I was still pleased with my current progress.
'That Turf War is like a goldmine for farming missions. I mean, sure, I do need to torture someone half to death, but it's not like I'm picky. Beating a good for nothing gangster should suffice, right?' I thought with a mischievous grin, realizing that in this peculiar world, my definition of "productive" had certainly taken a strange turn.
Knock, knock, knock
