The next day, Paren woke up feeling strangely good.
For a moment, he simply lay there and stared at the ceiling above him.
The room was quiet, clean, spacious, and filled with soft recovery energy that continuously flowed through his body while he rested.
His muscles, which had been aching badly after yesterday's strength tests, already felt far better than he had expected.
Paren slowly sat up and looked around the room with a complicated expression. "This is supposed to be a dormitory?"
The place looked absolutely nothing like any dormitory he knew.
It had a large and comfortable bed, a private bath, a recovery formation, a nutrition cabinet, automatic temperature control, energy-stabilizing walls, and even a wide window overlooking the distant training zones of [Divine Star Gym Planet No.1].
If Garion seriously called this place a dormitory, then half the luxury hotels inside the Astral Cosmic Terminal might as well shut down out of shame.
