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Chapter 1182: 1139, Current Status of Imperial Capital Residents Chapter 1182: 1139, Current Status of Imperial Capital Residents June 4th, Imperial Capital, China.

At 7:30 AM, 28-year-old Chang Rui stepped out of his rented apartnt room.

Groggy from sleep, he first glanced out the window at the sky.

It looked like it was going to rain today; the sky was overcast and the air was unusually dry and hot, further dampening his already somber mood.

“At least the Skrull people haven’t attacked,” he thought to himself, feeling a bit better as the outside world appeared normal as usual.

Chang Rui lived in a shared apartnt that was over 90 square ters. Apart from him, there was one other roommate, his colleague from the sa workplace, Lin ng.

Three days ago, on June 1st, he and Lin ng, like most people, were filled with unease and panic.

The two grown n, just like the majority, went to the nearby square along with other fellow humans to interact and ease the stress that filled their hearts, enduring the most difficult day.

Chang Rui only rembered that the square was chaotic on June 1st.

So couldn’t handle the pressure and scread and rolled on the ground, while others, both n and won, gathered together, casting aside manners and sha to do indescribable things in public, with more and more people joining in.

After the event, Lin ng jokingly called it “human pyramids,” because the stacked white bodies were almost as high as a building, which was indeed an eye-opener for them.

However, after the panic on June 1st, the past two days had been much better.

The first line of defense humanity set up on Mount Fuji remained steadfast, showing no signs of being breached thus far.

Ordinary citizens were also recovering, resuming work and playing gas; daily life was slowly getting back to normal.

Chang Rui and Lin ng worked at a large fusion power plant in the eastern suburbs of the Imperial Capital.

After two days of tension and fear on June 1st and 2nd, on June 3rd they were still summoned back to the power plant for work.

Today, June 4th, was their second day back on the job. It was 7:30 AM now, and they needed to arrive at their workplace by 9 AM sharp to continue their ordinary, mundane working life.

“Lin ng, wake up! You’ll be late if you don’t get up now,” Chang Rui called out as he knocked on his roommate’s bedroom door.

But there was little response from inside the room.

Not until Chang Rui knocked on the door again, this ti harder, did a reluctant muttering co from within: “I know, I know, I’m getting up… Damn it, we still have to go to work even with aliens attacking.”

Chang Rui smiled and said nothing in reply, heading for the bathroom to freshen up and leave the house.

But before that, he didn’t forget to turn on the living room TV to listen to the morning news.

Things were different now.

Before the Skrull invasion, Chang Rui and his roommate never used to watch the news; they hardly cared even when there was a war in another country.

But now, listening to the morning news had beco their routine. Even if the news lacked valuable information, just listening to it was reassuring.

The TV in the living room was on, still featuring that familiar female newscaster’s voice.

Of course, there were no longer any entertainnt channels on TV; aside from the news, there were various science and education programs about both Blue Star and Skru Star.

The morning news summarized and broadcasted the major global events that had happened the previous day. Additionally, this program had very high viewership, with the vast majority of China’s citizens tuning in.

“Old Chang, anything big happen? The Skrull people didn’t attack us, did they?” Lin ng walked out of the room, his voice sounding dull and thick with sleep.

He ran his hands through his hair, which had beco disheveled overnight. Ever since the war officially began, he had hardly slept well at night.

While seriously washing his face in the washroom, Chang Rui replied, “The morning news said the situation is the sa as yesterday. The Skrull people still haven’t penetrated the first line of defense, and it’s expected that we can hold this line for a long ti to co.

The news also ntioned that the mood of people around the world is gradually stabilizing, and various industries are slowly returning to normal.”

“That’s good to hear,” Lin ng nodded, letting out a sigh of relief, “The past couple of days were really scary. It’s finally getting a bit better now.”

He glanced at the gloomy weather outside and continued jokingly, “With the sky looking so grim, I thought the Skrull people had attacked!… Hurry up with your washing, Old Chang, don’t dawdle like a cat playing with water.”

“Washing your face properly takes ti, otherwise it won’t feel clean all morning. You can do sothing else first,” Chang Rui said unmoved, continuing to wash his face carefully.

Every morning, Chang Rui spent at least 10 minutes washing his face, exceeding 99.9% of Blue Star citizens in this regard. However, he had no intention of changing his routine, as it was his unique habit.

“Fine, I’m going to use the bathroom first,” Lin ng said, smiling as he walked toward the toilet.

Their rental was equipped with separate dry and wet areas; the sink was located outside the bathroom.

Heading to the toilet, Lin ng stretched and yawned, “Ha, I really don’t feel like going to work!”

“Even if you don’t feel like it, you still have to go,” Chang Rui said, adding a ceremonial sense to his action as he rubbed cleanser in his palm. He continued, “We work at the fusion power plant. If we don’t go to work, the power supply for the rear will be affected. The rear power is not so much of a concern, but if it affects the front line, that’s a big problem.”

“I know all that… but we work six hours a day and have to set aside 12 hours to play the Evo Ga. Without the 12-fold ti acceleration now, the days feel so tight,” Lin ng said as he closed the bathroom door, though his complaints still passed through the door.

On June 1st, the Evo Ga’s 12-fold ti speed ca to an end.

At midnight, the ga’s ti synchronized with real-world ti, eliminating the 12-fold difference.

Before, when Blue Star people entered the ga for 12 hours, it felt like playing for six days in the ga.

But after June 1st, entering the ga for 12 hours only felt like playing for 12 hours.

Although the ga significantly increased the gains from various activities, monster loot, and experience points, without ti acceleration, players were tense and didn’t have the leisure they used to enjoy.

“Sigh, now I don’t dare to be a rchant in the ga anymore. With only 12 hours a day, that’s not even enough ti for leveling up… Old Chang, have you reached level 60 yet?” Lin ng asked from the bathroom.

Level 60 is the true aning of tier four.

Shaking his head, Chang Rui answered, “Not yet, I’m still 1.4% short on experience. After eating the new batch of [Sunshine] today, I will definitely reach level 60.”

“Wow, that’s great. I still need a few days to reach tier four… Oh yeah, Old Chang, when I logged off just now, I found a temporary dungeon, do you want to team up tonight…”

Beep beep beep—

Just then, Lin ng’s words were interrupted by a sound coming from the television.

The sound from the TV was very urgent, as if it was alerting them to so important news!

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