Mo Chou (17)
If Jiang Li was still awake, the half-hearted job done by the system would have made him laugh out loud already. But anyway, when 12 hours passed, everyone in the room was just suddenly woken up from their sweet dreams by Zhan Rong's scream. Not.
When the girl woke up from her sleep and escaped the shackles placed upon her by drowsiness and confusion, it was nearly 5 am. Her body which had nearly broken down from the days of stress and tenseness made her sleep more than three hours than normal.
She stared blankly at the wall upon being greeted by a floating screen containing everything announced to her by the system yesterday.
[Name, Zhang Rong... Age, 21… Good day. This is system 025 speaking.]
[Hello~}
[I hope you can hear me clearly. If not, well... it doesn't matter. The system provides a speech-to-text conversion service for your eyes convenience.]