Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night—literally sleepless.
Zhang Xiaoman tossed and turned in bed for several hours but couldn't fall asleep.
It wasn't because of the excitement of winning a huge amount of money that kept him awake.
On the contrary, as a Sleep King Level expert, he could fall asleep whenever he wanted to, even in a KTV private room blaring "Even If I Die, I Must Love".
But tonight was different. Zhang Xiaoman felt energetically vibrant, as if he had just awakened from a centuries-long slumber, brimming with an abundance of energy.
He sat up in bed, scratched his head vigorously, and finally figured out the reason.
"Who would've thought that absorbing energy could substitute for sleep? It looks like I won't need to sleep anymore..."
He didn't know whether to be happy or depressed. Suddenly losing such a significant pleasure in life, he found it difficult to adapt for a while.