Brewshire

It was six in the morning.

Hao Ren hastily washed his face with the cold tap water, to rid him of the grogginess from the ten-hour sleep. After washing up, he went down to the dining hall on the first floor, accompanied by a rather grumpy Vivian. On their tail, was a zombified Lily who had been wide awake since midnight. Now as her naptime draws near, drowsiness overtook her again

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"Mr Landlord, I'm sleeeeeeeeppyyyy.... and hungry too.... I need lunch.... and I need somewhere place to lay my head down...." Lily mumbled, her voice was bereft of any strength. In her current state, she resembled a tired pet dog who refused to leave her master's side. Though feeling a strong urge to do it, Vivian could not muster the courage to take a jab at Lily. Lily still has her pride, even in such a pathetic state. She would still bite if you likened her to that of a pet dog. Even a metal cuirass would not save you from her jaws.