"Right, be safe, your tone of voice is getting intense, get some rest, and stream again tomorrow."
"Time to head home, everyone find their own bed. I got so excited earlier that I woke up my wife. Got to cater to her now, watching your show got me all pumped up."
"Props to the brother upstairs."
Soon, Lin Yang turned off the live stream and sat on the ground for over ten minutes as he gradually calmed down.
The danger from the Black Bear was gone, and the hanging sword finally fell to the ground. He staggered back to the cabin, locked the door, crawled into his sleeping bag, and continued to sleep.
His sleep was particularly tranquil, and by the time he woke up, the sun was already three poles high, it was past eight.
Light seeped through the cracks above the cabin door onto Lin Yang's face, registering the brightness, he opened his eyes.
Lin Yang reached out from the sleeping bag, faintly feeling something was off with his body.
